Quiver | Jungkook Fanfic (DISCONTINUED)

Chapter Two

I leaped at the boy, letting out my battle-cry as I tackled him to the ground. He crashed to the floor, his arm bumping into one of the shelves, and I let out a groan of pain as one of the tumbling books hit my head. I guess when you don't hit the books, they hit you.

We both let out a grunt of surprise, and Jungkook glares at me from beneath me. He's easily twice my size, and could easily just get up and have me roll off his broad chest, but instead, he continues to let me crush him.

I attempt to push myself slightly upwards to stare him in the eye, and once I do, I give him a piercing glare. "What the hell were you doing with those weapons? Shooting Hoseok-ssi and Vada-ssi-!"

He clamps a large hand over my mouth to silence me but pulls his hand back quickly with a yelp. I bit his hand. Hard. I'm half-surprised he didn't bleed, but I let out a growl. Yeah, that's right, I'm a wolf, I'll fucking bite you. Grr, mother fucker.

I look around but reveal a look of surprise. The bow and arrow. The quiver that was on his back. They were gone, all of them gone! "Where'd your weapons go-?"

"Shush!" he whispered, clamping his hand hard on my mouth. Just as I was about to bite him again, we heard quick and hurried footsteps behind us, and none other than our old librarian came behind us.

"What's all the ruckus? This is a library, no disturbances! Why-" she finally saw us, and she peered over the specs that dangled over her crooked nose. "-what have we here? Two lovebirds I see? No funny business in my library! Out out out! You're lucky I'm not reporting you to the principal! Now, OUT! Rascals!"

She pointed a knobby finger out to the door, and just as I'm about to scramble up to explain to her that a student was endangering others by bringing a bow and arrow into the library, Jungkook hops up, dragging me to a standing position along with him.

"Yes ma'am, we're sorry for the disturbance," Jungkook pipes, dragging me behind him. The librarian huffed, shaking her head to where the long strand of beads she used as earrings dangled and shook, making a slight clink noise as she dismissed us angrily.

Jungkook's long, slender digits were tightly wrapped around my wrist as he quickly dashed through the library, and I stumbled behind him. I looked back to see if Hoseok or Vada were alright, and I was confused when no one let out so much as a peep when the arrows were shot. Instead, I saw Vada sitting alone, her head in her hands and her cheeks streaked with tears.

But the door already shuts closed in my face, and a hand is pressed flat against it. My eyes trail up the hand, to an arm, and to a handsome- though extremely pissed off- face. Jungkook fumes, his nostrils flaring as he walks up to me.

"Oh shit," I squeak, walking backward quickly. Jungkook doesn't stop walking towards me and instead walks faster, causing me to walk faster.

Until the brick wall of the end of the hallway presses against my back, dooming to the fate that Jeon Jungkook held in store.

I stare him in the eye as he gets close, his chest but an inch from mine. I attempt to give him a weak smile, but he slams his hand by my head, silencing me from whatever dumb comment I was about to make.

"Why the fuck did you have to be there to ruin everything?" Jungkook hisses angrily, gritting his teeth. "They were so easy, they were in the perfect situation, and they were ready! But you had to ruin it! I might as well start from scratch to get them to so much as face each other now because you screwed it all up. It'll take at least a week, and I could've already moved on to some other couple by now. But no, you had to be there. You just had to cause a ruckus and stop my arrows so that they'd fucking have some dispute!"