Broken Memories || BTS Jungkook FF

Chapter 13

I hate it.

I hate it all.

Being called a whore for shit I didn't do.

Being looked down upon by everyone.

But worst of all, being betrayed.

Because you aren't betrayed by the people you hate.

'Areum'

'ArEUM" someone yelled.

It was Jungkook. We were in his room.

"C'mon, just choose a movie!" He yelled.

"Okay, okay, hah," I said as I continued to look through the internet.

"Hey, what about this one?" I chose a movie called OUR SECRET.

"Alright, lemme get the popcorn and we'll start." He said as he left the room.

I clicked on the movie and it was PORN.

Flustered, I tried to exit out of the movie, but his gaming keyboard wasn't helping at all, so I clicked on something and it rAISED THE VOLUME.

Jungkook came in right when I raised the volume. He gave me a look, looked at the computer, and then smirked at me with a raised eyebrow.

My whole face became red of embarrassment.

"I-its not what it looks like!!" I said, flustered and waving my hands.

"Ahh~" went the sounds of the computer.

My face was redder than ever. I finally fell on the bed, face first and muffled "I didn't knoww. Forgive me, for I have sinned.."

Jungkook tried to hold it in, but couldn't keep in his laughter.

"PWAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHH"

I looked up from the bed and he was tearing up from laughing.

"Areum, I didn't know that this was your taste," he said as he sat in front of the computer.

"I-IT'S NOT!!" I yelled as I threw a pillow at him.

"Okok, I earned that.. wow she has a really nice body, look at those-"

"PERVERT!!

"Ahah, okok, I'm sorry. But just saying, that girl kinda looks like you," he said as he pointed at the girl.

"EW NOO! That's disgusting, hyung. I would never something so lewwdd in front of a camera," I said as I pushed him off the chair.

"Hm, wouldn't it be funny if the other hyungs knew about this?"

My face grew red again. "I-I SWEAR, IF YOU DO THAT, THEN I WILL REALLY KILL YOU."

"Is that supposed to be a threat?" he said as he smirked and his face went closer to mine. He looked so hot, and his eyes were so intoxicating. 

I looked away with wavering eyes. "O-of course it it! What else did you think-"

He suddenly held my cheeks with one hand we faced each other. I was flustered. What were you supposed to do if your best friend did that to you?

"Just do one thing. One thing and I won't tell," he said.

"From now on, call me 'oppa' "