Rosekook Oneshots | RK ✓

-Tension-

◖ Details ◗
◖ Ship: Rosekook ◗
◖ Genre: Forbidden Romance ◗

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"Darn it!" Rosie ran to replay the music again.

"Why do I keep getting the steps wrong!" She grabbed a handful of her hair and let out a long sigh. Picking up her phone, she checked the time.

"Ugh, it's almost 2 am," She wined, "One more time!" She unpaused the music for it to fill the room.

BLACKPINK was working on their new comeback and they were practicing the dance. Although Lisa said Rosie was doing really well, for some reason she felt like she wasn't getting it right! At the beginning of this year, she promised to be better for her fans. She felt like she wasn't doing enough and that she was disappointing.

Ho- how you like that?

The song- was pretty much engraved in Rosie's mind. Why did she work herself like this? She always wondered, but never stopped herself from working 8 hours overtime.

She finally got the part she wanted right. She fell down with her back lying on the floor and gave deep sighs of both relief and stress.

She was panting hard and then heard a soft knock on the door.

"I think you overwork yourself too much."

Her head turned to see a man's figure standing at the door. She slowly sat up and noticed- "Oh," She thought to herself, "It's him, UGH!"

The moment BigHit and YG connected a part of their companies, Rosie ran into him every once and a while. She hated how he distracted her from work. Ever since the day the video of him smirking at her singing went viral, he never stopped paying her glances. She didn't want to cause trouble, and she was one of the members of BLACKPINK that kept a low profile until he came into the picture.

She rolled her eyes, "You're one to talk! Didn't you almost pass out from overworking?" She gave a cheeky grin as if to tell him he lost. But he responded with a smirk. The smirk that gave her butterflies. The smirk that made every ARMY fall at his feet. The smirk that she couldn't help but hate!

"What are you doing up so late anyway, Jungkook?" She furrowed her eyebrows at him.

"I could ask you the same question, Chaeyoung." He said, maintaining his smirk.

"It's, Rosie, to you!" She answered through her teeth.

Her jaw tightened as she stood up and walked over to her bags, "I'm leaving now." She tried not to sound angry.

His face dropped, and he closed the door, holding the handle tightly.

"You still need to stretch!" He quickly said, "I- Can I join you?" He asked.

As much as she wanted to leave before anything got too serious- it was past midnight after all- He was right. If she didn't stretch then she could really hurt herself.

 She dropped her bag down again and walked over to the middle of the floor. Bending her knee and pulling her leg to her chest she started stretching her thigh muscle. Jungkook jogged over to her, his baggy shirt tightening around his slim shape, as his body fought the air. He dropped down right next to her and copied her moves.

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They finished stretching, and all her tiredness suddenly washed over her. Her back fell on the floor, and she stared at the ceiling. He gave a grin and did the same. He was too close. She didn't like it. Their arms were touching, and she could feel his warm skin on hers. "Why did I decide to wear a tank top today out of all days?!" She wondered to herself. 

She sat up and hugged her knees, "I should get going now."

He got up and walked over to her speaker, "You know what would top off the night?" He asked as he connected his phone to the speaker. She shook her head and he smiled, "A slow dance." He answered. The speaker then softly started playing.

Play: Two Feet - I Feel Like I'm Drowning (Slowed Down)

She held her head with the palms of her hands.

"I- Don't know how." She whispered.

He walked over to her and held out his hand, "Let me teach you."

She lightly placed her hand in his, allowing him to take control.

"Just...Follow." He whispered.

 He placed her left hand on his shoulder and held her right hand in his. His left hand then slowly trailed around her waist, holding her body close to his.

"Do you trust me?" He whispered.

She didn't know why. Maybe it was the music, or the early morning, or was she just going crazy. She gave him a slight nod, and the heat of their bodies together, in the cool dance room air, was comfortable. He started moving his feet, and she looked down to try and see what he was doing exactly.

"Eye's on me, Chae." He whispered.

She looked up to meet his big doe eyes staring at her. She swallowed lightly when she noticed she was following his movements. Was this slow dancing?

"Loosen up." He bent his head down to her ear, "I feel like I'm dancing with a stick."

A small smile escaped her lips, and she rested her body on his, absorbing all the comfortable heat.

"OK, now," He took her hands and wrapped them around his neck, "This position is way more comfortable," He whispered.

She felt his hand that was originally holding her hand slide around her waist, and his hands link. She didn't think they could, but their bodies managed to feel closer than before. She linked her own hands together around his neck.

He gave a grin, realizing that she accepted the space between them to vanish.

The beat drop in the song was causing her heart to start racing as their eyes were glued.

"I-," She pulled away from him, "We can't do this." She said loudly as if trying to scold herself along with him.

"I- should go." She briskly walked over to her bags and turned to Jungkook, who was scratching his nape.

"Yeah, I should probably leave too." He said with a chuckle.

They both took everything they had and he opened the door.

"It was fun." He said with a small smile. She gave a nod, and they just stared at each other for who knows how long?!

Without a thought, their bodies smashed into each other, and their bags fell on the floor. Their bodies filled with satisfaction as they tasted each other, and Rosie felt her back hit the wall. His one hand on her neck and the other resting on her hip. She grabbed his hair as their tongues slid everywhere in each other mouths, as if fighting each other. They both pulled back and stared into one another's eyes with soft deep breaths.

Rosie came back to her senses and bent down to grab her bag.

"Lets- forget this ever happened!" She tried to walk out of the door, but Jungkook grabbed her wrist.

"No. I can never forget that." His eyes were hard, "I know you don't want to either." He was now whispering.

"But we have to!" She pulled her hand out of his grip, "I'm choosing my job over a relationship I don't know will last."

She tried to close the door, but he stopped it with his hand, leaving a small gap.

"How long are you going to ignore the sexual tension between us?!" He asked.

She couldn't deny it anymore, there was always sexual tension between them. Every time he paid her a glance at any award show, she couldn't help but pay one back. But she couldn't ruin her life over a sexual tension that has been going on for five years.

"As long as I can!" She answered, before slamming the door in his face.