for all the wrong reasons

04 . princess

| princess |

JUNGKOOK POV

He met eyes with his neighbor, she had such a bright face yet her eyes looked so empty. Like a dark pool of nothing. Her eyes didn't shine and her lips were formed in a small frown. He walked a step closer to her. "What's your name?" She pointed at herself, her eyebrows scrunching up at the request. "Who else would I be talking to?" He smiled slightly at her. This is a face he would love to break entirely. He walked closer to her, his hand going up to run his fingers through her hair. "It's Y/N." He nodded his head, continuing to run a hand through her hair. "You have a very beautiful name, you know that right?" He smiled at her, thinking of how wonderful it'd be to break her apart, piece by piece. She grabbed his arm, pulling it away from herself. "Thank you." She replied, looking at him with a confusing gaze. His smile still showed although Y/N had made her discomfort known to the boy. "I think it'd be best if Y/N spend little time with Jungkook, don't you think?" Jungkook's moms spoke with a smile at Y/N's mom. "I think so too!"

Y/N's POV

"I think so too!" God, your mom must've hated you or something. There was no way you were going to hang out with this fuck boy. You could practically see it in his eyes. "Mom, I think I feel sick." You said, and began to cough. "That's no excuse honey! Go spend some time with Jungkook now." Your mother pushed you out of the door frame while her and Jungkook's mom walked into the house. Jungkook took your hand. "I'll show you around my house." He intertwined the two of your finges together, although you felt uncomfortable, this man could report you to your mother and you could be in serious trouble. Ha, funny joke. You swung your arm back, Jungkook who had been started from that action. Not once did a girl ever try to resit his skin contact. He was shocked at the action but tried his best to ignore it. He clenched his jaw, trying to maintain the smile on his face. It usually didn't take that long for a girl to be head over heels for him, so he grew even more confused. He started crossing the grass, looking back every 0.01 second. "Do you.." He paused, turning on the now concrete floor. "Do you have a boyfriend?" His brows furrowed at your facial expression. Yet another one he couldn't read. He hated that. Jungkook would do everything in his power to break you. You stopped in your tracks as well, waiting for his sentence that came out not even seconds later. "Yes, I do." Ah, that must've been it, Jungkook's smile returned to his face, turning to walk in his house.

"Are you coming?" He looked over his shoulder for a second to find nothing. You had already made your way into his house without him knowing, or noticing you slipping past him to go into the door and explore his home. The T.V had already been turned on, you didn't have time to check whatever show he had been watching before he had to be dragged along to whatever that was back there. Or maybe he had jyst wanted to come along to check out the new girl, it was obvious he wanted you for something. And that something, you weren't giving to him, weren't planning on doing so anyways. You looked at the carpeted staircase before stepping foot on it after you had taken off your worn out converse that were oddly stylish to Jimin. They were a plain black, you had painted them with Jimin a few months ago. You had made a smiley face on your left shoe, on the other side away from the logo. Jimin made a beautiful, detailed butterfly. It was purple and the details had been perfect. The patten was very unique. This butterfly had been on your right shoe facing the other side, away from the logo same as the left. Walking up the stairs, it ended with a door not the far away from the direction you were standing in. You guessed it was Jungkook's parents room so you went in the other direction of a more teenager type of layout. You pressed lightly on his already open door, turning your head to look in rhe direction the door had been swayed to. A punching bag? Remind yourself never to cross this Jeon Jungkook.

You looked around more, a large bed that was probably too big for Jungkook, a wooden dresser and such. Jungkook ran up the stairs, taking off his shoes and hurrying to go where you were. He caught a glimpse of your designer shoes, thinking maybe if he bought you a pair of new shoes you'd fall in love with him then. Girls love money, right? He thought. Most girls he went out with asked him for money and such, so he thought of you as no exception. He remembered what he was doing and became chasing up the stairs again. "Y/N?" He went into his room to find you sitting on his bed laughing at something on your phone. He smiled at this, realizing the emotion he was letting himself feel, pure happiness, he stopped. He walked in the room, hands in pockets, sitting beside you. "What are you laughing at?" He tried looking at your screen but you tilted your screen so he wouldn't see. That's when he noticed the airpod in your ear. "Who are you on the phone with?" He rephrased himself, still trying to get a view. "None of your business." You stood up trying to move to another spot. Jungkook got up, invading your personal bubble and forcing you to move further back away from him. You almost dropped your phone at how fast he was moving towards you. You tried moving back once more but you found yourself trapped at the sound of your back colliding with the wall of his room. He found you in this vulnerable state and decided to abuse his powers of being taller than you. He took your phone out of your hands, looking at the man on the screen before ending the call. "Don't you dare mess with me." He was oddly close, too close for your liking. You pushed him on his shoulders, hoping to get him to back up. Keyword hoping. He only backed up about an inch before coming in closer to your face looking you dead in the eye, stealing your breath with his own. "Do you understand?" His facial expression remained cold, it was hard to tell if he was messing with you or not. You nodded a little, afraid of bumping head with this man. "Good." He backed away, smiling at you. He also gave you your phone back, overly contempt with your answer.

"Thanks?" You mumbled out, making sure to apologize to Jimin and told him you were with a weird, bipolar, boy. He sent you a laughing emoji, but then apologized on behalf of the 'boy'. You were beginning to grow curious about the topic of hell. Oops, school. "Jungkook, do you have any friends? That'd you'd think want to befriend me?" You shuffled on the side of his bed, rubbing the back of your neck. "Hm." He hummed, going back to invading your privacy and lifting your head up, his fingers around your chin. "Maybe Joon? Ah, for sure Yoongs." He said looking at your features closely. "Not a boyfriend you idiot!" You smacked at him hand, him tumbling back in surprise at first but getting stabilized. "No! Seriously! They're good friends too." He pouted at the last sentence which you found cute. "Do you want to go see them? Joon is probably with Yoongi anyway." You nodded your head, slipping your phone in your back pocket, standing up.