Whispers of Submission jjk

Chapter 17

The next day, Y/N was walking through the hallway when she spotted Jungkook ahead, his presence as commanding as ever. He was leaning casually against a locker, talking to some of his friends. As she approached, their eyes met, and he straightened, a smirk playing on his lips as he called her over.

"Y/N," he said, his voice low but carrying enough authority that it sent a shiver down her spine. "Come here."

She hesitated for a moment but then walked over to him, her heart pounding in her chest. Despite everything that had happened between them, there was still that rebellious spark inside her, a part of her that refused to be completely controlled by him.

"Hey, Jungkook," she said, trying to keep her voice steady as she stood in front of him. "What's up?"

He looked at her for a moment, his eyes dark and unreadable. "You're getting bolder," he said, a hint of amusement in his tone. "I like that."

She rolled her eyes, trying to hide her nervousness. "Well, someone has to keep you in check," she quipped, a small smile tugging at her lips.

Jungkook's expression darkened slightly, but the smirk remained. "Is that so?" he asked, his voice dropping an octave.

Feeling a rush of adrenaline, Y/N decided to push her luck. "Yeah," she said, a teasing glint in her eyes. "I mean, someone has to remind you that you're not as scary as you think."

As soon as the words left her mouth, she knew she had crossed a line. Jungkook's eyes narrowed dangerously, and before she could react, he grabbed her arm and slammed her back against the wall with enough force to knock the breath out of her.

"Jungkook—" she started, but her words were cut off as he pressed his body against hers, pinning her to the wall. His hips ground into hers, making her gasp, and he grabbed her wrists, holding them firmly above her head.

"You wanna say that again, babe?" he whispered, his voice low and raspy, his breath hot against her ear. The sensation sent shivers down her spine, and she could feel her resolve crumbling under his intense gaze.

She opened her mouth to retort, but the words caught in her throat as he leaned in closer, his lips grazing the sensitive skin of her neck. "What's the matter?" he murmured, his voice laced with dark amusement. "Cat got your tongue?"

Y/N's heart raced as she felt his breath tickling her skin, the sensation both intoxicating and overwhelming. Despite the fear that gripped her, there was an undeniable thrill that coursed through her veins, making it impossible to think straight.

"Jungkook, let me go," she managed to say, her voice trembling slightly. But there was no conviction behind her words, and they both knew it.

His grip on her wrists tightened, and he pulled back just enough to look her in the eyes. "Not until you apologize," he said, his voice soft but laced with a dangerous edge.

Y/N's breath hitched as she met his gaze, the intensity of his stare making her knees weak. But she couldn't back down completely, not when he was so close, not when she could feel the heat radiating off his body.

"Not until you apologize," he said, his voice soft but laced with a dangerous edge.

Y/N felt a surge of defiance rise within her. The thought of submitting to his demand made her blood boil. "No," she spat out, her voice trembling slightly, but there was fire in her eyes. "I'm not apologizing."

Jungkook's expression darkened at her defiance. His grip on her wrists tightened, but his smirk never wavered. "You really don't want to play this game with me, Y/N," he murmured, his voice dripping with amusement as he pressed his body closer against hers, leaving no space between them. "But if you insist..."