Frantic | J.JK

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Author's Pov

Jungkook's gaze was locked onto the girl on the other side of the table. His chest heaving up and down from frustration. His brown eyes were dark and filled with anger. He was about to kill Y/n.

Y/n let out an awkward slight chuckle. It was like a trigger as Jungkook quickly ran around the table and tried to catch her. Y/n ran to the other side of the table and jumped over the chair in her way.

Jungkook followed her exact movements. She ran out of the dining room and up the stairs; Jungkook followed shortly after, right on her tail. Y/n ran into her room and tried shutting the door quickly but she couldn't.

She couldn't because Jungkook used his foot and arm to block the door from shutting.

"Jungkook! Listen.. haha! Let's call a truce?" Y/n stuttered, her voice shaky. Jungkook scoffed at her comment.

"You are so dead, Y/n." He bust open the door which caused her to fall down to the floor. Jungkook closed the door behind him; happy that he had finally caught her. Or so he thought.

Y/n quickly kicked the back of Jungkook's knees, causing him to fall to the floor too. She smirked, it was a trick she had learned in the karate class she took in 4th grade.

She quickly got up and tried to run out of the room but she was stopped as she fell.

Right on top of Jungkook.

Both of them were breathing heavily from running and fighting. Only centimeters away from one another's face. Y/n noticed the small space between them and felt her cheeks heat up. Jungkook didn't notice or even if he did, he didn't care. He just wanted revenge on her.

His cold gaze staring right into her eyes. He held onto her waist to make sure she couldn't run, tightening his grip. His jaw clenched from anger.

Her whole body tensed up and she felt the need to escape from this position; as soon as possible. She decided to start pulling his hair in which he yelled in pain, loosening his grip on her.

"Y/N STOP! STOP! STOP!"

"THEN GET AWAY FROM ME YOU BRAT!" She got up and ran to the other side of her room, away from the angry boy on the floor.

He quickly stood up and was about to say something but got interrupted with a knock. Y/n let out a sigh of relief. She felt rescued by whoever was knocking on the door.

Jungkook's mom walked in and gave y/n a soft smile before looking at Jungkook and glaring.

"Come on, we're going home. You've embarrassed me enough tonight." She muttered before grabbing jungkook by the ear and pulling him out causing Jungkook to let out groans and complaints.

As he's walking out, he stares at Y/n one last time and mouths 'You're dead tomorrow.' Y/n sticks her tongue out, mocking him.

Once her door closes, she flops onto her bed. Still breathing heavy from what had happened. She grabbed her pillow, burying her face in it, before letting out the loudest scream she had.

Was she screaming because of frustration? Or because she was remembering how close she was to Jungkooks face, with his grip on her waist.

Whatever it was, she didn't want to put any more thought towards it. Because either way, both explanations had to do with Jungkook.

And she absolutely hated him.

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Y/n was taking her usual route to school. Stepping on every leaf she saw because the crunch made her feel some serotonin.

"Y/N! WAIT UP!" She hears a feminine voice yell from behind. Y/n looks back as her face instantly lights up with joy.

It was Y/n's bestfriend, Amani. Y/n had basically grown up with her. They met in the sixth grade, sharing lots of interests and hobbies.

"Amani!!" Y/n walked towards her friend and smiled an eye smile. True happiness on her face.

"Hey, how have you been?" Amani starts up the conversation as they continue walking to school.

"I've been pretty good. Oh my god, Amani, you won't guess what happened yesterday!"

"What happened???"

"Okay so you know how Jungkook sometimes comes over for dinner with his parents right?"

Y/n went over the whole situation with Amani. Not leaving out a single detail. They were really close and would always share anything and everything with each other. As Y/n was talking about Jungkook, she heard that oh so familiar voice behind her.

"My name sounds really annoying coming out of your mouth."

Amani and Y/n both freeze in place. They stood there frozen for a couple seconds before slowly turning back to look at him. Y/n feeling embarrassed at how she had been caught talking about him.

"So you tried killing my y/n?!" Amani was quick to defend her. But y/n immediately put her hand over Amani's mouth in embarrassment.

"Amani! Shut up!" She said and pulled her by the arm to hurry up and enter school already.

Y/n felt her face flush red at the fact she had been caught talking about Jungkook. She really hopes he wasn't listening for long. She really really hopes that he didnt hear the way she described how flustered she felt being only centimeters away from his face.

It wasn't that she started feeling something for Jungkook just because of that. She would be flustered to be in that position with anyone, no matter who.

"Let go! It hurts!" Amani whined and pulled her arm out of Y/n's grasp.

"Sorry! But you need to keep your mouth shut, we almost got caught!" Y/n panicked, pacing back and forth.

"Don't worry, I don't think he was there for long." Amani reassures her and smiles.

"Okay good. Because if he heard me describing how flustered I got, I would move schools and go to another country." She jokes and let's out a slight laugh.

"You have first class with Jungkook though. Do you think you'll be okay?"

"I hope so."
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