Periplokos? [Fem!reader X Roseanne Park]

Chapter 6 - "Please. Just stop."

Third Person POV:

Y/N led the blonde to the washroom and checked the corridor to see if anyone was present there before locking the door.

"I knew it!" Roseanne exclaimed.

"Knew what?" Y/N asked confused.

"That you want me and are going to confess now and then beg me to make out with you." Roseanne replied smugly.

"That's not... what I wanted to talk about, Park." Y/N said as she slowly walked over to Roseanne who was currently leaning against the sink and proceeded to stand in front of her.

"Then...?" Roseanne asked with a confused expression on her face, expecting clarification. Y/N took a few steps forward, closing some distance between her and the blonde.

"About this. About how you keep making such remarks." Y/N said as she took a few more steps forward, her body was now only inches away from the blonde.

"Remarks? About what?" The blonde inquired innocently. Y/N then placed her hands on the either sides of Roseanne's hip.

"Oh you know what I'm talking about." Y/N said, a bit annoyed.

"No. I actually don't. It would help if you would elaborate." Roseanne pushed her self off the sink and closed any remaining space between Y/N and her.

"Such remarks about me liking you, finding you hot, checking you out, wanting to you know..." Y/N replied a bit nervously due to such close proximity, but she wasn't going to back off. Rather than moving back she took a few steps forward until Roseanne was standing flush against the sink and no space was left between the two.

Roseanne raised her eyebrow in reply. "You know...?"

"Like fuck you." Y/N whispered a bit embarrassed, avoiding eye contact.

"Ew. What the fuck. Why would you say it like that? You're seventeen. Not a thirteen year old."

"Ok fine. Have sex with you." Y/N said as she rolled her eyes.

"Why? Does it bother you?" Roseanne asked as she moved her face closer to Y/N's, resulting in their faces being mere inches apart.

"Yes. Yes it does bother me." Y/N replied, attempting to sound confident but the words came out in the form of a whisper.

"It shouldn't. If you hated me so much, you would have ignored my words." Roseanne said making eye contact with Y/N.

Y/N went completely weak in the knees. Although Y/N isn't able to initiate eye contact, she does find it extremely attractive when someone else holds eye contact with her. Roseanne's intense gaze just made it much so worse for her, the blondes' gaze made Y/N feel things, it was weird for her.

"But I do hate you Park Roseanne." Y/N replied. She glanced at the blonde's lips unconsciously.

This action didn't go unnoticed by Roseanne Park, she involuntarily licked her own lips now wetting them.

The two stayed like that for a few seconds until Roseanne pushed Y/N away and created distance. "I hate you as well, Y/L/N." The blonde said as she walked away from Y/N to the washroom door. As soon as she was about to unlock the door and leave the washroom, Y/N swiftly moved forward and caught the blonde by her wrist and spun her around which resulted in Roseanne stumbling a bit.

"But, seriously Park. Stop. Do you get it?" Y/N asked.

"No, I don't." Roseanne responded sounding cocky, I mean why would she stop? She found pleasure in teasing Y/N.

"Please, just stop. Stop making such comments." Y/N said with an exasperated expression on her face.

"Nope." And with that Roseanne left the washroom. Leaving behind a flustered Y/N. She quickly collected herself. What the fuck was she thinking? Thinking about kissing THE Roseanne Park? Her rival? The girl who has a whole ass boyfriend? But most importantly, the girl who she HATES.