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By the end of term, me and Hoseok had finished our project and finessed it. We were really happy with it, but I was nervous to show it to our class. I wasn't good with presentations, let alone showing music I'd made.

I tried my best to make it not awkward whenever me and Hobi saw each other, and the further along the month we got, the easier it was. I still felt kinda bad, but I really did like Jungkook, so y'know.

We were sitting at the dinner table, chatting amongst ourselves. My hands were shaking a little bit, but I managed to keep them under control as I tried to distract myself. We had Music next, our last lesson before the end of term, so we were presenting it.

I looked around the hall, having not seen Jungkook yet. Then, I saw him waiting near the queue, chatting to someone. I leaned back a little and saw a popular girl giggling and twirling her hair. I recognised her from my English class - Jae-Eun. She was popular with the guys, and had about a hundred minions who'd do anything for her.

She had a nice figure, and she was wearing flattering jeans that made her ass look really good. Her hair was in two french plaits, and her blouse was unbuttoned just enough to show some cleavage. I looked at myself, my mood falling even more.

I wasn't particularly big chested - a small B cup - and my dungarees did nothing for my figure. I only had two buttons undone, hiding any cleavage I could hope to have. My hair was slightly wavy, as normal, but kinda messy since I hadn't really bothered looking good today.

I saw how he was checking her out, and very clearly flirting, but just rolled my eyes and joined back in with the conversation. It wasn't the first time he'd looked at another girl like that, and I knew it wouldn't be the last. I just hoped he wasn't doing anything behind my back.

Why was he with her and not me? Hundreds of thoughts swarmed my head.

I looked back at him just in time to see the girl lean up and kiss him. I couldn't see very well from where I was, but I don't think he kissed back. He didn't push her away though. That broke my heart.

Up until then, I'd been managing to keep myself calm, but that caused me lose it.

I got up quickly, muttering to Namjoon that I was going to get some fresh air, and briskly left the canteen. I didn't wait to see if Jungkook noticed.

I darted off to the side and went into the Maths block, seeking the bathrooms. The History, Geography and Business classes were above me, and I hoped no one would come down into here.

I locked myself in one of the toilets and started hyperventilating.

In... I inhaled.

Out... I exhaled. I carried on like that for a while, trying to control my breathing. But every so often it spurred out of control, and I had to restart. Stupidly enough, I didn't notice the tears leaking down my red cheeks. I heard somebody run into the bathroom, opening some of the stall doors.

I covered my mouth, trying not to make a sound. I didn't want anyone to notice me crying. As they ran past my stall, I saw their shoes.

Timberlands.

I almost went out to hug him and cry on his shoulder, but I couldn't. He was why I was crying, but I didn't want him to know that. He left soon after.

*Play Music*

Should I have gone out after him? He must've been looking for me. I wanted to go out after him, hug him, kiss him. I wanted to tell him to stop checking out other girls, and to stop making me cry. But I couldn't do it.

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