Falling For My Enemy ⚠️ [ On Hiatus]

8

Jimin pov.

I could sense the empathy welling up inside me as I observed the stark contrast between Jungkook's outgoing nature and Taehyung's quiet demeanor. While Jungkook effortlessly commanded attention and stirred up excitement wherever he went, Taehyung seemed to fade into the background, his shy and nerdy disposition making him an unlikely candidate for popularity. However, there was one thing that set him apart in the eyes of his high school peers - his prowess on the football field.

Taehyung, with his unassuming charm and hidden depths, had always been overshadowed by his more extroverted friends. He had never been one to actively pursue romantic relationships, having only experienced a few group dates in the past.

I couldn't help but feel a surge of admiration for Taehyung's bravery. In that moment, I reached out and gently squeezed his arm, offering a small gesture of support and encouragement.

"Well, she'd be absolutely insane not to see what an incredible person you are," I reassured him, hoping to boost his confidence.

Taehyung's bashful smile in response spoke volumes, and I knew that my words had touched a chord within him.

Yo, as we stood there in the kitchen, someone cleared their throat. I turned my head and saw Jungkook staring right at us, his eyes locked on Taehyung who quickly looked away.

"You ready or what?" Jungkook snapped, his voice all tense and stuff.

Man, I couldn't help but frown at his attitude. Did he really have to be so rude? I threw the kitchen towel down on the counter and let out a frustrated sigh.

"Ugh, whatever," I muttered, feeling annoyed.

I took a step forward and gave Taehyung a tight hug, leaning in to whisper in his ear, "Go get the girl," before giving him a squeeze and stepping back.

Then, trying to lighten the mood, I said to Jungkook, "Take me to your dungeon," thinking it would be a funny joke. But instead, he just scowled the whole way upstairs as we made our way to his room.

I had all these wild ideas in my head about what Jungkook's bedroom would be like. I mean, I was expecting some dark, gothic vibes, you know? Like black walls, maybe some eerie decorations, and who knows, maybe even some voodoo dolls with pins sticking out of 'em. I was fully prepared for a room that felt like a crypt, with traps lurking around every corner and a book of spells he'd use against me, his so-called nemesis.

But my jaw practically hit the floor when I stepped into his room. It was nothing like what I had imagined. Instead of a creepy lair, I was greeted with a sight that left me speechless.

I knew Taehyung's room like the back of my hand. It was always a bit messy, practical, with a dark and masculine vibe. But Jungkook's room? It was a whole different story. Surprisingly, it was bright and tidy, like a breath of fresh air. And let me tell you, it was all about swimming.

I couldn't help but be amazed as I scanned the room. Above his desk, he had these awesome shelves filled with trophies and medals he had earned over the years, mostly for swimming. It was like a shrine to his achievements. And when I took a deep breath, that same masculine scent of his body wash filled my lungs. It was like being transported to a whole new world.

I turned and smiled at the huge poster above Jungkook's bed. It said, "Eat. Sleep. Swim. Repeat." It was like his motto or something, reminding him to focus on swimming. Right next to it, there was another framed photo that made me chuckle. It said, "Chlorine, the breakfast of champions." Jungkook definitely had a sense of humor.

But what really caught my attention was the big picture on the wall next to his nightstand. It was a massive photo of a swimmer, with his arms raised above the water, ready to dive in. The level of detail was amazing, it felt like you were actually there watching. You could see the muscles in the swimmer's shoulders, all tense and ready to go. Even though his face was partly covered by goggles and a swim cap, I instantly knew it was Jungkook in the photo.