PASTEL PINK || J.JK ✔

21| Cold nights

End of Jungkook's POV

Next day

10 am

"Wibbly wobbly, wibbly wobbly." I grip my pencil, ignoring this boy's voice pissing off my head continuously for the past ten minutes singing this baby song. "Wriggly wriggly, i'm no spaghetti."

He sits down next to me, still singing with his ugly raspy voice. "But mister jeon's such a hottie..." i cannot even not smile, it's damn hard. I laugh, but bite on my lip to stop grinning, and i turn to him, "what is wrong with you?"

He smiles,  but inches closer to me, "yeah man, don't lie to me. You liked it that day at the library when he dashed off to you, took you by your wrist like a bad hot guy, and then you both kiss-"

"The last part is not true." I smile down to myself like a silly thing, but he nudges me, "you're blushing now, aww." He pulls on my cheek badly, but i fidget with my pencil too much, observing myself getting more vulnerable with each day. "What happened when you both left at the library?" 

"Nothing much, he asked me why i was behaving weird and why had i been ignoring him, or trying to avoid him....just that, and he told me he'd take some extra classes for me."

"Wow," lewis gapes, but smiles wide, "this is some romance drama's starting kind of shit." He elbows the table, focused into a very important part of my life, and supporting me even when he's trying to get over some old feelings. "Lol, i'm a sucked for these kind of men, does that make me a bi?"

I smile, "umm maybe, but don't you dare aim for my man." He laughs along with my words, but licks his lips, "i won't. He's kind of boring for me, anyways."

I don't say anything about this since it's his joking opinion. "What do you think we'll get for our test." He reminds me about the fact that tomorrow we'll all get our test papers, i swallow thickly, "i just want to pass, i don't care, to be honest."

"Same. I'm tired of studies, but fuck life, i have to do this." He sighs. Our maths teacher enter for him to conduct the class, and he goes to his seat.

3 pm

I enter a bit late into the class, having to go to the washroom since my damn period started without any warning. Mister jeon looks up from his book, but gets up.

"I'm sorry," i apologize for being late unintentionally and go to the first bench, hating to sit here when i'm with everyone and when the class is filled. But it's better now. "No problem, take out your worksheets, we'll do it."

I listen to him, still breathing hard because of the fast ran i took to get here in time. I take out my books, glancing at my teacher who's shirt buttons are unbuttoned from the first two.

"I'll be having some work after school tomorrow, so when do you want me to keep this extra class?" He almost gives me a heart attack, coming so close to me in a second, i lean back on my chair and lift my eyes at him. "I don't know,"

Speaking becomes so difficult when i'm addressing to him. He gazes down, his still gaze on me making me aware that he's probably thinking. "Should i cancel it for tomorrow?"

"No," i spurt out, shit crap. He turns around, but looks at me with an amused and expected answer. I stop my heavy breathings, "i mean....i- i don't think it'll be good, since you thought of taking a test tomorrow for me."