Secret (A Jungkook Fanfic) ✔️

Chapter 8 | Our First Clash: What's Happening Between Us?

You were rehearsing, while others were immersed in their own activities, adding to the buzz of excitement in the air. Your dance practice was going even better than you had anticipated, each move coming together seamlessly. The rhythm felt right, and you couldn't help but feel a wave of satisfaction and relief wash over you. Once the session wrapped up, you eagerly joined the others to tackle additional preparations, fueled by the positive energy from your practice.

You made your way to Jungkook, who was deeply focused on his handball practice with his team. Settling into the stands, you couldn't help but smile as you watched him play, his movements fluid and confident. He looked effortlessly handsome, a magnetic presence on the court. When his eyes met yours, they sparkled with joy, and he quickly flashed a smile and winked before throwing the ball straight into the goal.

The moment was electric, and the entire team erupted in cheers, their camaraderie palpable. You stood up to clap, feeling a surge of excitement and pride, immersed in the vibrant atmosphere that surrounded you. 

Jungkook did hi-five with everyone as he cheered them all for well playing, and came towards you. You stood as you extended him a bottle of banana milk. He took it from you smiling widely, as you both took a seat together.

Y/n - The goal was intense.

Jungkook grinned, wiping the sweat from his forehead as he leaned back against the stands, the exhilaration from the game still buzzing in the air around him.

Jungkook - Anything can be intense with a cheerleader like you.

Your cheeks warmed at his compliment, and you couldn't help but let a soft smile spread across your lips. It felt good to be appreciated, especially by him.

Y/n - You don't have to overdo it. Baekhyun is suspended, right? Just play it cool.

Jungkook's eyes sparkled with mischief as he met your gaze, his confidence evident.

Jungkook - Anyway, the trophy should be ours this time too.

You leaned back, recognizing that convincing him to tone it down was probably a lost cause. His unwavering determination was infectious, and you found yourself swept up in his enthusiasm. Just then, Jimin slid into the seat beside you, as you prayed to the god for smooth ending for the day without any drama.

You turned to Jimin, offering him a bottle of water with a bright smile. He accepted it gratefully, a look of relief washing over his face as he took a sip.

Y/n - You really played well.

Jimin shook his head, dismissing your praise with a humble smile.

Jimin - No one can beat our Kookie. Anyway, thanks for that.

Jungkook raised an eyebrow, lightly surprised.

So you wanna beat up my level? Jungkook thought.

Y/n - It's not about beating anyone's level; it's about being part of the team, and you're really doing well. I mean it.

You flashed a warm smile at Jimin, who looked a bit shy but pleased under your encouragement. Jungkook watched the interaction with an weird expression, clearly feeling cringed by the dynamic unfolding before him.

Jimin - You really know how to make anyone feel special.

You chuckled, feeling a warm glow from his words. It was fulfilling to see your friends uplifted, specially your crush.

Y/n - I just love to see everyone motivated; everyone should believe in themselves.

Jimin nodded, his face lighting up with appreciation.