✨MY LIGHT IN THE DARK ✨ || JIKOOK ✅

8. (M) 🔞

JUNGKOOK POV

It had been almost a week since what I'd just been referring to
as "the disaster" happened.

I hated that if it hadn't been for
Jimin, I might have actually gone home with that guy.

I hadn't had it in me to say yes to the alpha from my bio class who'd asked me out this week.

Usually I tried to have a date lined up for the weekend but I was kind of burned out on
dating right now.

I had been polite with the
alpha from bio.

I smiled and told him I just wasn't in a good place to go out with him right then said all the right things. It didn't matter.

He got angry and told me I was
a tease, asked me if I thought
I was better than him.

I wasn't trying to lead any
alphas on, I was literally just living my life but with my short and spiky blond hair and green eyes that all the men in my life always seemed to get stuck on, I'd never been able to stay off alpha radar.

As for thinking I was better
than them, if only he knew
how very wrong he was.

I wasn't better than him.

I wasn't good enough for
anyone who wasn't a raging Busan, clearly.

For a moment after "the disaster," I'd thought it was possible to do better than someone like him, when Jimin had come to my defense.

He'd stood there, all bristling
and violent against a man who'd
tried to make me feel like trash.

I'd thought for a moment
there was more in Jimin's eyes than protection for a friend.

It turned out there wasn't, though. No jealousy there.

Just a figment of my desperate imagination.

No jealousy, just one friend protecting another for the umpteenth time.

When would my friends get
sick of me?

I wanted to stop doing this to myself but I had no idea how.

Feeling hopeful, I'd gone to
Jimin's house that night.

Then he'd answered the door almost naked and his miles of muscle and soft-looking skin had blown my mind into smithereens.

He'd been in the tightest boxers in the world and nothing else.

The whole time my eyes had skimmed his body, I'd been yelling at myself to stop that even that look could give too much away and end our friendship forever.

I'd tried to keep my expression neutral but was fairly sure I fucked up.

Then I'd pulled myself
together and blurted out the question I'd gone there to ask.

In that moment, on that
porch where we'd sat so many nights before, I'd wanted.

And I'd let myself want, in
ways I hadn't before because
for a moment there had been a glimmer of hope.

After the way he'd bravely put himself between me and well, maybe not danger but certainly
a jackass, I'd actually let myself believe he'd say yes, that some one as amazing and put together and smart and successful as Jimin would want something to do with me in a romantic way.

My entire body had tingled at the idea of standing at his side and being introduced as his omega.

I'd been standing there, a fool with his heart too exposed.