The Badboy Lover|| J.JK [EDITING]

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Jungkook POV

I went outside the room and took deep breaths. Placing my hands on both of my cheeks I realised their temperature.

Shit! I must have turned into a tomato by now. Argh what must she be thinking about me?

I face palmed myself and silently cursed. I started slightly slapping myself for being stupid out there.

But it was her fault. Why did she have to say such things about me? I agree I was a little- I mean okay maybe more than 'a little' tempted but not that much that I would have to jerk off myself and that too with her outside of the bathroom.

She really doesn't think before speaking!

"What are you doing?" I heard her saying as I opened my eyes and realised I was slapping myself infront of her like a crazy person.

"Are you okay? Why were you slapping yourself?"

My cheeks got more heated up as I looked away and bit my lips.

Can my day get more worse?

"U-umm..I wasn't s-slapping mys-" I stopped as she placed her hand on my cheek.

"Why are your cheeks so red? Is it because of your slaps or are you sick?" She worriedly asked while I looked at her.

I felt something inside my stomach when I looked at her worried for me.

"Hey!" She slightly tapped my face causing me to flinch.

"I'm asking you something."

"Y-yeah" I said and mentally cursed myself for stuttering.

"Are you okay?" She asked as I nodded.

She left my cheek as the warmness of her hand suddenly disappeared. She looked at me still unsure but I gave her an assuring smile to which she smiled back.

"You done?" I asked as I looked at her from head to toe.

She was wearing my coat and to be honest my black coat suited her wine red dress quite well even though it was a little big for her.

"Yeah." She replied as I looked back in her eyes.

For the first time since I met her, I realised now that she had hazel blue eyes. It was beautiful and really suited her pale white skin.

"Let's go?" I nodded and followed her as she walked ahead of me.

What is happening to me?

Y/n POV

We went back to the hall. I checked the time and it was 8:07 p.m right now.

The one-third of the crowd went back to their houses but still it was crowdy enough.

I looked around but didn't find my mom. I again dialled her number but still it was busy.

What the hell is she doing? Doesn't this concern her that I would be worried if she would ignore my calls like this?

I found it so stupid of her to ignore my every single calls. At least she could have sent a single message that she was busy but no.

I was about to keep my phone back but just then it rang. I picked it up and saw it was no one other than my mom herself.

Finally!

I answered it and put it near my ear.

"Hello mom? Are you okay? Why weren't you answering my calls? Do you even know how much worried I was?" I blabbered worriedly but soon frowned when I got no answers.