Cheater || JJK & KTH

~50 days challenge~

-Y/N-

I sat across from Jungkook in the luxurious five-star restaurant, the dark green marble floors beneath my feet. His cream-colored shirt stretched over his chest as he leaned back in his chair. My eyes focused on my black heels, trying to avoid his intense gaze that felt like it was staring into my soul. My heart raced uncontrollably.

"So, Y/N..." Jungkook said, leaning forward. His hair was slicked back, and his eyes were sharp and elegant. He could switch expressions effortlessly—serious in class, focused on the court, and now, intense and almost predatory with me. I felt average compared to his magnetic presence.

"What should we order?" he asked, his gaze never wavering from me.

"Steak and maybe wine?" I suggested, finally meeting his eyes. A shiver ran down my spine from his stare. But I had a plan—I needed to make him beg for me.

The waiter took our order, and Jungkook continued to look at me with that same intensity. I took a deep breath and forced a confident smile.

"I want to tell you something. I know this is fast and it's only our first date, but..." He hesitated, looking away briefly before meeting my eyes again. "I like you. I want to know you better... and especially..."

"Fuck me?" I interrupted in a low voice, so no one else could hear. I pulled my phone from my purse and set it on the table, leaning closer. His eyebrows shot up, clearly caught off guard.

"Yeah... Look, when I said that on the phone, it was a mistake. I was tired and not in the best state of mind. But I wanted to ask you properly. We both know I'm desperate," he admitted, his eyes apologetic.

"I know you like me too, so..." He nodded slightly, and just then, our food arrived. We ate in silence for a bit, the tension palpable.

"You can..." I started, knowing he would understand my implication.

"I can what?" he asked, taking another bite of his steak and glancing at me.

"You can fuck me..." I said, a small smile playing on my lips as I picked up my fork again.

I unlocked my phone, scrolled through my gallery, and found the photo I was looking for. I turned the screen towards him, watching his eyes widen in shock.

"But on one condition," I continued, my smile hiding a smirk. Oh, Jungkook, you're trapped.

"And what is it?" He asked, lacing his fingers together on the table.

"Fifty days challenge..." I said in a teasing voice, showing him the photo of him with two ponytails and smudged lipstick. His face paled.

"What is happening, Y/N? What is the fifty-day challenge, and how did you get this photo?!" he exclaimed, his voice tinged with fear. I chuckled, pulling my phone back and locking it.

"Delete it," he demanded, frowning.

"Never," I replied, finishing my wine and leaning closer. He sighed in frustration, leaning back in his chair.

-Jungkook-

Heat rushed to my cheeks as I stared at the embarrassing photo of me with ponytails and smudged lipstick. This first date was turning into a nightmare.

"So that's why you were calling me Ponytails?" I asked, my tone a mix of desperation and surprise.

"Yeah, my dear Ponytails," she chuckled. I cleared my throat, trying to regain my composure.

"About the fifty-day challenge..." she started, and I looked at her eagerly. Was it some kind of sexual game?

"What about it?" I asked, leaning in slightly. My eyes accidentally locked onto her cleavage. I quickly looked away.

"You can't fuck me for fifty days," she explained. "The challenge is about surviving without any physical contact. Dates, trips, other stuff, but no sex. If you break the rules, the photo goes public."

I clenched my fist lightly on the table, trying to control my frustration. She knew how much I wanted her, and she was using it against me.

"And this photo was given to me by my dear brother, Jin," she added, teasingly. I looked at her in shock.

That bastard. How can I make him disappear?

"Fine, challenge accepted," I said, my competitive nature kicking in. I couldn't back down from a challenge.

"Great," she smirked. I looked away, trying to calm my racing thoughts.

After dinner, I drove her home. The plan I had for tonight—ripping condom packets with my teeth, her begging me to be gentle—was all ruined. Now, I had to wait fifty days.

"Do you know why I call you Pearl?" I glanced at her. She shook her head.

"When I first saw you, your eyes were like pearls—shining with hope and energy. They made me smile like an idiot."

She smiled brightly, her eyes sparkling. I leaned in, eager to kiss her. "Can I get a kiss? Just a kiss. You know I can't ask for more."

Her lips met mine, moving slowly and intensely. My hands tangled in her hair, making the kiss deeper. Our first kiss—it was perfect.

But after this challenge ends—

She just needed to be effortlessly fucked by me.