It's Always Been Him (BTS Jungkook x Reader)

8

"Do anything.. fun.. over the weekend?" Jungkook stood so close I could smell him. In a non-creepy way! He smelt really good though..

I rolled my eyes and kept walking to English. I was glad I wasn't in his class for that, so he wouldn't be able to pester me for long.

"Nope." I popped the p. He raised an eyebrow and leaned in.

"You sure?" He glared accusingly at me.

"Even if I did, it would be none of your business. Now piss off." I nudged him away, but he came springing back like a boomerang.

"So you did? Did it involve Hoseok by any chance?" If I didn't know any better, I'd say he was jealous. I stopped and turned on him.

"Why the fuck do you care? Seriously, man. Leave me alone." But he didn't. Of course he didn't. I kept walking, trying to walk faster than him. But he caught up and matched my pace with ease. I rolled my eyes again.

"So what did you do?" I tried ignoring him, but the anger bubbled inside of me and was about to burst.

"He showed me his choreo for my music, we had food, and then he left. Happy now?" He grunted as we entered the language block. "Why couldn't you have just asked him this, jeez." I stormed off to my class and left him behind. He didn't answer me anyway.

**

I didn't have music today, much to my relief. I couldn't stand another second of Jungkook's interrogation. Why did he care so much anyways? I couldn't help but think about how jealous he sounded. What a baby.

I got lunch from the canteen today for a change, too lazy to go downtown. I met Maya at a table, and we sat and made small talk for a bit before she changed the subject.

"So how was Saturday?" She smiled mischieveously at me. I groaned.

"I've had enough of this from Jungkook, please don't.." I took a bite of my cheese salad sandwich, but stopped when she stared at me with wide eyes, taken aback.

"You what?" I raised an eyebrow. She put her finger to her chin, mock-thinking. "Is it possible.. that Jungkook likes you?" I rolled my eyes and sighed. "Because it sure as hell sounds like it." I was about to say something back, but then Jungkook approached our table. He stopped behind Maya, listening in.

I motioned for her to stop talking, but she looked past me and continued making stupid, bullshit theories. Oh god.

"He constantly annoys you, but not to the point where you get truly mad at him. He buys you a pastie and sits with you for ages, and plays around with you. He helps you on your work, and despite claiming it was because he was annoyed at seeing you fail so hard, I think it was something more." I ignored her remark on me being a failure. "Now he's been pestering you about what happened between you and Hoseok on Saturday-" Jungkook gazed at me cockily, blowing me a kiss. "-which is an obvious sign of jealousy. This could only mean he likes you, Y/N!" I released a breath.

"Personally, I think that's a load of bull. But hey, why don't you ask him?" I motioned behind her angrily, and she slowly turned around. Maya looked very guilty, and mouthed sorry to me. Jungkook still had that cocky grin on his face, and as he walked past he bent down and whispered into my ear.

"Science bathrooms, five minutes." I gave him a weird look and stared at the back of his attractive head until he disappeared from sight. What? Maya wiggled her eyebrows at me, asking what he said. I bit my lip and spilled the beans, and she squealed and barely contained her excitement.

"Told you! Now go!" She pushed me off my seat, and I barely managed to avoid the floor. I took one last bite of my sandwich and headed over to the Science block, entering the bathroom. It was unisex, the only one in the entire school besides the one in Maths. I saw Jungkook on his phone, leaning against the wall. He looked really hot, if I'm honest.

"Right, what do you-" He shoved his phone in his pocket when he saw me and backed me up against the wall. I gulped. I tried pushing him away, but it did nothing. He arm was blocking me from leaving, and I felt a little uncomfortable. I should've felt more uncomfortable than I did, which was surprising considering it was Jungkook. Maybe his scent kept me calm.

I'm such a creep.

I looked up into his deep brown eyes, almost losing myself in them. I could see why he had every girl in the school at his beck and call. I took a deep breath and pushed harder at his toned chest, but still he didn't move.

"Jungkook, get off." He bit his lip seductively. I don't know if it was intentional, but he looked damn sexy.

"Or what?" I looked to the side, too shy to look at him at such a close proximity. He leaned a little closer. I pressed myself as much as I could into the wall without crushing my ribs. "Do I like you?" He whispered into my ear.

He may or may not have turned me on, just a tad.

I took a deep breath. "No. You don't. I find it impossible for you to like anyone." He raised an eyebrow.

"If I did like you, would it be mutual?" He trailed his finger down my arm, and despite one half of my brain screaming at me to pull away, the other was telling me to stay there, let him. I listened to that half, stupidly. I almost didn't shake my head, but managed to pull out of whatever trance he'd sent me in. I could feel his warm breath on my neck, and I glanced at him. Damn his good looks. If he wasn't such an asshole, I might've stayed silent, still.

I gently pushed him away this time, and he reluctantly moved. He gave me a cocky smirk and turned to leave the bathroom.

"Good, because I don't." I don't know why, but I suddenly felt like I'd had my lungs ripped out of my chest. I didn't like him, of course not, but it felt like someone I was crushing on just slammed a door in my face; stabbed me in the stomach; shot me in the heart. I took a moment to steady myself, push down the feeling. I returned to the canteen to see Maya waiting for me. She pestered me about it, but I ignored her.

I was too lost in my thoughts to notice us passing by their group as we left the building; too lost in my thoughts to notice someone staring at me in a way I wouldn't have been able to decipher. They were laughing among themselves - Jungkook probably just told them what happened. Maybe he'd twisted the story, made it seem like I wanted him. I didn't. And even if I did, like he said: he didn't.

I pulled my jacket closer around me, a sudden coldness spreading through me. Had I noticed they were there, I probably would've hoped they didn't- he didn't - notice the tears filling my eyes. They were gone in an instant, but had anyone been looking they would've seen them.

He would've seen them.