I Hate You

#2

j ...JUNGKOOK leave someone will see us
"Then you should have thought about that before you ran into a classroom. Now you're stuck with me." He smirks, his arms tightening around you. "And who cares if someone sees us? They'll just think I'm holding my girlfriend." He leans in close, his breath hot on your face.
"Girlfriend?? Eww never ever.."
"Oh, never say never. You might change your mind... with the right persuasion." He grins mischievously, his hands wandering to your waist. "Like, for example, if I did this..." He begins to tickle you mercilessly. "Or this..."
i secretly took the duster and through it on his face. "think before doing this shits to me jungle book" and ran to Mr. hee class.
*Coughs and splutters, face covered in white dust. He blinks rapidly, trying to clear his vision. "You little...!"" He growls, storming into Mr. Hee's class a moment later, face like thunder."
i came to the class and sit next to Suyou who is my deskmate, "sir has not arrived yet."
He spots you sitting next to Suyou and marches over, grabbing your arm and pulling you up. "Excuse us, Suyou. I need to borrow my dear girlfriend for a moment." Before you can protest, he's dragging you out of the classroom and into the hall.
"h...hey I'm not your girlfriend stop spreading rumour!!!"
"Not yet, but you will be." He grins confidently, pulling you into the art supply closet. "And who said I was spreading rumors?" He shut the door behind him and locked it. "Now, where were we before you so rudely dusted me?"
"j... jungkook let me go...."
"Not until you admit that you love me and agree to be my girlfriend." He stands in front of you, his arms crossed and a determined look on his face. "You're going to sit here in this tiny closet with me until you say those three words."
"who said I love you? you are so disgusting and I've crush on someone."

"Someone else, huh?" He scoffs, his eyes narrowing. "Who could it be? Maybe it's that annoying Suyou, huh? Or maybe it's someone else entirely?" He steps closer to you, his voice dropping to a whisper. "Well, I'll make a deal with you." "Wh...what..."
"If you can resist me for the next 60 seconds, then I'll back off and leave you alone. But if you can't... Well, let's just say that you'll belong to me." He smirks, his hands slowly reaching out to touch your shoulders. "Do... don't touch me."
"Tick tock, the clock is ticking. Only 55 seconds left." He leans in closer, his breath hot on your neck. "You smell like strawberries." His hands slowly slide down your arms, his touch gentle and teasing. "45 seconds left..."
(I stayed still)
"Oh, really?" He grins mischievously, his hands continuing to explore your body. "Well, that's too bad. Because I'm not going to hold back." He pulls you closer, his arms wrapping around your waist. "30 seconds..."
"J.. jungkook... leavehh"
"Not a chance." He smirks, his fingers gently caressing your cheek. "15 seconds left. Better hurry up and resist me if you want to win this little game." He leans in closer, his lips mere inches from yours. "5... 4... 3... 2..."
"..1 check meat"
"Too late." He crushes his lips against yours, kissing you passionately. After a moment, he pulls back, a satisfied grin on his face. "Looks like you're officially my girlfriend now." He wraps his arms around you, pulling you close. "No I'm not you can't force me."
"Force you? Baby, you were melting in my arms." He chuckles, nuzzling your neck. "But fine, if you still insist on playing hard to get, then I'll just have to keep convincing you." He starts kissing your neck, his hands wandering over your body.
"Jungkook leave I said!!"
"Not until you admit it." He continues to kiss and caress you, his touch gentle yet firm. "Come on, say it. 'Jungkook, I'm your girlfriend.' Say it, and I'll stop." His hands slide under your shirt, his fingers tracing patterns on your skin.

"I'LL CALL THE TEACHER IF YOU KEEP DOING THIS NASTY THINGS"
"Go ahead. I dare you." He grins wickedly, his hands continuing to explore. "Besides, who do you think they'll believe? The school's golden boy, or the girl who's been causing trouble since the beginning of the year?" He bites your neck gently, his hands sliding higher.
"J... jungkook please I beg you leave me. u can't force me"
"I'm not forcing you, darling." He murmurs, his hands sliding out from under your shirt. But instead of stopping, he reaches behind you and unhooks your bra. "I'm just persuading you." He slides his hands back under your shirt, now free to roam without obstruction.
j... jungkook I've a boyfriend you can't do that...(I lied)
"Prove it." He challenges, his hands continuing to touch you intimately. "If you really have a boyfriend, then he won't mind me doing this, right?" He leans in and kisses you again, his touch becoming more insistent. "So? Where is he?"
"He is in the class.."
"Well, then he shouldn't mind if I do this..." He whispers, his hands sliding down to your hips and pulling you flush against him. "After all, if he were really your boyfriend, he'd be in here protecting you, right?" His breath hitches as he presses against you.
"Jungkook that's enough!!"
"Not until you admit it." He growls, his grip tightening. "Say it. 'Jungkook, I'm yours. I don't have a boyfriend, I'm single and I want you.'" He nips at your bottom lip, his eyes dark with desire.

(i pushed jungkook hardly and left the school)
He stumbles back slightly from the push, but quickly regains his footing. His eyes narrow as he watches you run away. "You can run, but you can't hide forever," he calls after you, a sinister edge to his voice.

(To be connected...)