𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐡 ||𝐉𝐉𝐊 (𝗨𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗿 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝘃𝘆 𝗲𝗱𝗶𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴)

Chapter 5

Y/n and Irene wiped the last few tables as Taehyung was wiping the now washed dishes. Hoseok was packing his cashier. It was the weekend and almost 11 pm at night.

"Everyone, I am leaving. Taehyung, you can close the shop tonight after you guys are done." Hoseok announced taking his coat hanging on the hanger and giving his final adieus.

Irene walked into the kitchen holding the cleaning items. She gave a peck to her boyfriend before placing them in the storeroom.

The three friends were finally done after fifteen minutes. Taehyung suggested that they all go for ice cream. Y/n denied considering that someone is waiting for her at home. However, Irene insisted and even stomped her feet to finally convince her. They were now in the park after Taehyung bought the ice creams as a treat. Y/n was sitting on the bench while Taehyung had his head lying on Irene's thigh ,who was stretched out on the garden. They made jokes and talked about the common topics they have.

She watched the couple with adoration. They were so in love making her wish for the same. Her heart sank at the thought. It made her wonder and imagine for a second what it feels to be caressed and gazed with affection. She wondered what it felt to be loved. Was it good?

Finally snapping out her thoughts, she looked at her watch and worry imposed her.

"Guys, I think I should go now." She stood up quickly.

"Why, we just came and we never hang out." Irene whined.

"Please Irene," you said trying to make yourself sound as calm as possible. "I am really tired and I promise to hang out with you again." You begged. The pout on Irene's face made her displeasure apparent.

"Alright, no excuses next time," She hugged you tightly as you were relieved that she was not upset. You have always somehow avoided spending time with your friends just so you could be with him. Even now, he was all that he was running through you mind. The relief suddenly turning to anxiety at thought of him waiting for you. He hated waiting!

Taehyung offered to drop both the girls home. Y/n hugged her friends goodbye and climbed the stairs leading to the second floor of her little house. She saw that the lights were on and it was making her even more nervous. She knew he was already there inside waiting. He had the spare key for such situations.

She took a deep breath and slowly with great courage turned the knob.

"Where the fuck were you?"
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The sixteen year old y/n watched the handsome boy dribbling the ball with his masculine hands. They were big and strong. She has always watched him from far and had a developed a little crush on the golden boy. Her heart thumped seeing him smile and laugh along with his friends. This is the cutest smile she has ever seen. He looked like an adorable bunny.

To her, he looked like an angel ascended from heaven.

"Peeking and drooling at our Kookie, hmm." She heard a high-pitched voice speak behind her.

She turned to see Veronica and her little minions looking at her smugly. They were the mean girls who people preferred not to mess with. They believed that since their families came from much richer families, they were above everyone. They especially disliked people like y/n who earned their spot in this school based on merit.

"I-I was just leaving." She did not want to stutter but she couldn't help but feel cornered.

"Oooo! What's that in your hand?" Y/n's eyes grew big when she realised that the confession letter was in her hands. She quickly shoved it in her blazer pocket.

Veronica smirked and forcefully took it out of her pocket. The group of girls teased the timid girl by throwing it at each other with Veronica finally tearing it to pieces. Involuntary tears rolled out of the poor girl. She had poured her heart on it and was finally going to confess to the one boy she has been liking so much. Jeon Jungkook.

Veronica pushed her petite body causing it to slam against the pillar. She pulled the girl by her collar and looked at her with such detest.

"You should know your place, virus. You are not one of us and will never be one of us. Now take your pathetic self and leave."

That day she was crushed by those girls.
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Bras, underwears, and any type of clothing laid on the floor.The bed squeaking and loud groans filled the tiny room.

The muscular man was pounding in her from behind. He held her hips to keep her body as close as possible to keep the thrusting deeper.

He was very angry at her. He was angry at the way the other men look at her. He was angry at the way she smiled at the other men. He was angry that he had to wait for her for three long hours. Those hours, he sat as his mind gave him funny ideas of her in the arms of another making him boil with a burning sensation inside. His other part knew she was too in love with him to think of another but yet he just needed to create an agenda to resent her for some reason.

He did not even let her explain and had stripped her clothes. The moment she entered, all he wanted was his body on hers and punish her for making him feel such string emotions. Emotions that confused him. It was her fault and she must be punished.

He took her all dry which caused her immense pain at first but she was used to it.

She could feel his anger through his powerful thrusts. And she knew she will have a long night. The position was making her back ache even more. She had not yet fully healed but she did not tell him anything. He wouldn't give her the chance to.

He fisted her long hair and pulled it back. Her face pulled back too and her scalp hurt from the process.

"You like whoring with other men don't you?" Thrust.

He now grabbed her neck and pulled her upper body closer to his. He bit on her neck harshly which left a small whimper from her mouth. He was marking her. Claiming her so that nobody would ever lay their eyes on things that belonged to him.

He pressed his lips aggressively on hers and bit her lip causing blood to emit. He swallowed the blood and continued to kiss her squeezing her breasts.

Without pulling out he pushed both their bodies on the bed fucking her sideways. He lifted her one leg to go deeper as his teeth grazed her neck.

"I am going to fuck you all night. I had waited the whole week. Trust me, you won't walk for long." He said with heavy breaths

She remembered the day she was going to confess to him. What if she did manage to give him the letter?

Would he have liked her back?

She sighed in defeat. Veronica was right. He would never ever like her the way she  wants him to be.

Today like everyday he was crushing her.

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Author.

Welp. I told you I am not good with smut. I hope it did not come out awkward.

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