Player Next Door

Don't you even dare fucking talk to him

Y/n pov

I looked behind and saw eunwoo, there next to me. He was on my bed. Half hovering over me. My breath hitched. He was looking fucking hot in the moonlight straight reflecting his face. H smiled a gentle smile but soon that gentle smile turned into a devilish smirk. He leaned me and made eye contact.

But wait what the fuck is happening.
My eyes widen at the thought of what we are doing right now. He leaned in more staring deep inside my soul. His eyes were piercing me inside.

Suddenly, the door opened revealing jungkook. Her eyes widened. What the hell happened. Oh my god, what will he think of me now? Ugh not like I care he can think of me in any way he wants. But the position we are in right now is very weird.

Jungkook looked at me angrily. Wait angrily why angry?? He walked towards us looking as perfect as ever. He was looking like a prince coming for me. Oh my god, why am I Squealing with happiness?

Jumgkook harshly pushed Eunwoo. Wtf is happing. He held my wrist harshly. I wanted to tell him to stop but he wouldn't listen. He dragged me out of the room. He took me to his room. The pineapple and chocolate smell hit my face. But it's not time to think of that.

He pinned me to the wall. He spoke gritting his teeth.

Jungkook: Don't you ever fucking talk to him or you will see the Consequences. And believe me, you won't like them.

I nodded my head scared. I didn't like this side of his. He looked scary. He again held my wrist on pushed me off his room. I stumbled and fell to the ground.  Before he could see I fell he closed his room door.

My wrist was hurting. His hold as tightly. It was still hard for me to process what just happened.

Suddenly, I felt someone tap my shoulder harshly. My mouth dropped in horror and fear. I looked and saw Kendra.........