Trying to stay away from him, brought you even closer to him than you ever expected. Not your fault though, you blame it on that stupid sexual desire.
𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒓𝒆: fluff, angst, smut
Warning: Please be aware this story contains, Strong language, Mat...
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As you both walked into the room, you made it your plan to try to stay away from Jungkook. It might not be the smartest idea since you decided to agree to come along with him. But you need to prove yourself that you can stay away from him.
So far all odds are telling you that you can't stay away from him. That you need to be around him. And it shouldn't be like that. Of course with everyone being here that also applied those rules. But putting some distance from him was good, being this up close to him was doing no good to you.
However, it seemed that Jungkook felt it. Or maybe knew about it. Cause it only brought him closer towards you. Wrapping his arm around your shoulder, or trying to find your hand and interlacing his fingers with yours.
Which is something way beyond what you have done out in public. And you aren't exactly in the most comfortable position to be exposing yourself like this with him. It's not like you and Jungkook have made a clean image of yourselves.
And if you both just walk into a room together everyone will start questioning if you both are dating. And as much as the idea is pleasant it's also not right. It literally isn't right, it's physically wrong.
"Hold my hand" he whispered, as you looked over to him. Your confused expression being visible.
Why? You are sure this is more than just him being comfortable around you. You can feel it. A gut feeling is never wrong.
He's been way too touchy.
After the topic of Sora he's been different. Not a bad difference but not a good one either. It's like he's not himself in a sense. You know Jungkook and him being touchy is one thing. But being too touchy out in public is another, especially around his friends.
"Why?" you asked, as he just looked towards the other door and then back at you. "Why not? I want to hold your hand"
"Liar" you said, as his expression seemed different. It seemed odd. You couldn't pinpoint what it was. But you can feel it.
"What?" he asked, as you just looked towards the door. Something was growing inside of you. Either distrust, or hurt. Or maybe just both.
Something was off.
"Who's in there?" you asked, as he looked confused at your question. "What–"
"Don't play dumb with me" you quickly cut him off, your glare only growing on him without you noticing it.
He was making a fool out of you. You can feel it. There's no gut feeling that doesn't become right. When all signs are there, the things are obvious.
He's nervous, not just nervous but he seems hesitant. It's like he's having double thoughts, maybe a doubt?
"I already told you" he said, as you scoffed. "Then let's see" you said, as you started walking ahead of him, quickly making your way towards the door.
