Fuckboy Best friend || JJK

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You stare into his eyes having a solid three-minute debate in your mind.

You can't bring yourself to deny it. You want him to kiss you but it would only complicate things.

You'll never be able to look at him the same way.

Not like you do right now!

"Jungkook... We are just-just friends." You whisper in a low voice. He frowns tilting his head.

"You still think that? Well, Just friends, don't kiss each other. Just friends, don't look at each other as if they are going to eat them. Just friends, don't daydream while looking at each other's faces. And of course, they don't fantasize about fucking each other."

You clutch your fists tightly trying to get a hold of yourself.

"I-" Your gaze falls over him and you can't think of anything else. Your mind is foggy.

You drape your arms around his neck pulling him down. You stare into his eyes before closing them and leaning to press your lips on his.

You pull away as a moment passes by between you two before he turns you around, having you on top of him, and smashes his lips on yours.

He captures your bottom lip between his teeth nibbling on it. His hands move all over your back as he tilts his head deepening the kiss. He sucks your tongue. As his hands clutch on the hem of your top, you instantly push him away gasping for air. 

"I know you wan-" You shake your head crawling backwards. 

"No!" You exclaim quite loudly. "It was a mistake." He stares at you without speaking a word. You see the tick in his jaw and the way he clenches his fists."

He smiles at you coldly nodding his head. 

"Right, I am a mistake." 

He picks up his jacket from the floor and takes heavy strides towards the door. 

"Jungkook, I didn't mean it in that way. You are taking it in a different way." He ignores all your words walking across the room and reaching out for the doorknob. 

"Listen to me, Jungkook. This isn't what we want. This isn't what I want." He turns around hastily cornering me against the wall. 

"Then, what is it that you want?" You go drop dead silence on his question. You don't know what you want from him but you are quite sure he can't give you that. 

"You are so dumb. Isn't it obvious enough?" You flinch when he suddenly raises his voice slamming his fist on the wall beside you. 

"The only thing obvious to me... is that you are a... fucking fuckboy." You spat on his face breathing heavily. You push him away making him stumble on his steps. 

You walk to your bedroom slamming the door shut. You lie on your bed. You hear the loud thud of the door. 

You close your eyes as the whole scene replays in your head. It's so messed up and complicated. Only, if you had pushed him away back then, things would have been better. 

You turn around on your bed, picking up your cell phone. You dial in a number keeping it near your ears. 

"I have something to tell you. Can we meet at my house?" 

~~~~~~~~~

"No fucking way!" It comes out as a whisper from her lips. You sip the juice, carefully glancing at her. 

She looks at you giving a burning glare. "Tell me you are kidding." Her voice is dangerously low and calm. You keep the glass turning your body towards her. 

"I didn't intend on doing any of it. It just- just happened. I was-" You are cut off when he jumps from the couch shouting at you. 

"Bro. Are you trying to tell me that you kissed him thrice when you didn't want to?" You shake your head licking your dry lips. "I wanted to-" You look at her reaction and instantly realize how wrong you might be sounding to her. 

"Like...I-" You heave out a sigh staring down at your lap. You are so confused in your. 

She sits beside you hugging your figure. You lie your head on the crook of her neck closing your eyes. 

Both of you stay silent as she rubs your back soothingly. 

"Hyeon Su, I feel lonely without him." You mumble near her ears. She refuse to react the way she would've have probably done. She stays silent letting you continue. 

"I feel like...I feel I'd die if I don't have him with me." Your voice breaks. She feels her top getting wet as she hear your muffled sobs. 

"I don't care how crazy it might sound but I guess, I have some feelings for him." She pulls away wiping your tears. 

"Y/n..." She calls out your name. You look up wiping your tears harshly from your face. 

"He isn't the guy." She wants to speak more but at this moment you might take a different meaning of her words so she stops herself from saying anything. 

"I know... but it's hard." You sniffle rubbing your nose. 

"It's hard to see him with another girl. It's hard to accept how he doesn't care about anyone's feelings. And it's even more hard to know that he'll never change." 

She agrees with you but doesn't agree either. 

She bites her lips thinking of a way to cheer you up. 

"Okay. We are having a girls night. Fuck that Jeon." She claps her hands nudging your elbows. 

You shake your head. "I don't want to." She pouts furrowing her brows. "C'mon. You aren't going to sit on your bed crying for a guy who isn't worth you tears, now are you?" 

You look at her letting out a scoff. 

"I am not crying for any guy. I feel pity on myself."

Typical you.

She rolls her eyes making you stand up from your place. 

"Then stop pitying yourself and let's party." You click your tongue. 

"Party for what?" You actually didn't expect an answer for that but you did receive one. 

"For me getting accepted as a paid intern in the world famous multinational company." Your eyes widened as you turn your head with such a speed towards her that you doubt if any of your cranial bones broke. 

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?" She shrugs her shoulder. "Well..." You instantly hug her shaking her body vigorously.

"Congratulations. That's quite a reason to party." You exclaim as she looks at you with delighted expressions. 

"Then, let's get wasted tonight!"