I dare you.

Careful

''I hate you Jeon JungKook''

Before you have time to over think the words, you lean in to his face, and the words fall out

-We'll see about that. You whisper fearlessly.

He backs away and looks at you with enough sparks to light up the whole damn hallway, before he leans to your opposite ear, so his neck is stretched out right before your face and you smell his perfume, and see a vein popping.

-Keep giving me that attitude, and you won't be able to stand properly for weeks. His breath was hot against your ear, and you can barely hear his voice, just a deep internal growling.

''Please'' You think sassily. ''Like I haven't heard that before''

You move your wrists away from his grip and laid them on his chest, pushing he from you, just enough for you to whisper back.

-You know what I think? You say sensually, and in a teasing manner.

-You're all talk. Your voice is disrespecting.

You let your fingers walk from his abs up to his chest, before he grabbed both your wrists, and pinned them to the wall behind you, on each side of your head.

Then he moved his head back, to challenge your eyes, and study your reaction.

-Care to find out? He was still projecting anger, to the point you weren't sure if this was a game anymore. His voice wasn't playful like before, it was more serious, and rough.

You again leaned in to whisper. You didn't know if this was smart or not, but it would definitely push him of the edge.

-Oppa. You said in the most sensual voice you had ever used before, and licked the skin by his neck.

Before you could finish he pushed you to the wall so hard, that all the air shoot out of your lungs.

You looked at him and smirked, and he knew that you had him right where you wanted him, then moved closer to his face, and bit his lower lip, and hissed angrily.

Standing there, feeling the heat from his body, his skin touching yours, and the passion in his voice, got you all confused, like you literally wanted to kill him, but at the same time you wanted to fuck him, you know? 
It was an impulsive move

In the background on the floor, you could see the glass laid out on the floor, like grass, sparkling like the ocean on a sunny day.

He gripped around your neck and pushed your head away from his. Then you just looked at each other for a moment, and you knew he was about to take control.

He held your neck with one hand and held your arms with the other one, before he leaned in and kissed you passionately, you swear you got electrocuted and saw blue lightning come when his lips finally met yours. And there you were, hating each other so much, passionately kissing. Second kiss in he started fighting for dominance, and his tongue slipped in to your mouth. After a few minutes you pulled away.

-That's all you got? You whisper breathy. And bit his earlobe. You loosened your arms from his grip, and placed them at the back of is neck. You laughed a little when he didn't do anything.

Then he suddenly got a grip of your hair, and slid you up against the wall. Looking through your soul, before wrapping your legs around his waist, and bit your lip painfully. He didn't care if he hurt you, and you didn't care if you hurt him, that was the beauty of it.