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

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I didn't want to go to school. Even as I slammed my hand onto my alarm clock, shutting it up, and dragged my corpse out of bed. Even as I washed my face and dressed in one of Jimin's baggy jumpers and jeans. Even as I slung my backpack over my back and walked to school in silence with Jimin with me every step of the way.

I didn't want to go to school. I felt sick as I saw the school gates approaching, and if it wasn't for Jimin being there I would've turned around and walked away. A car zoomed past, and it reminded me of when I first dumped him, when I ran in front of the car.

I kinda wished the car had hit me, that Namjoon didn't save my pathetic life.

As I walked through the school gates and headed to the canteen to meet Maya, I could feel everyone's stares weighing me down. I heard whispers, I saw people pointing. I even saw some laughing.

Jimin was stuck to my side protectively, telling me to just ignore them. I tried, I really did. But I didn't get very far when Yeseul approached me.

The bruise that had formed on her jaw was nearly gone. I frowned. Maybe I should give her another one.

Jimin glared at her as she spoke, but I stopped him from trying anything.

"I knew Jungkook was too good for you. I knew he'd choose me over you." I stayed calm, ignoring the nearby listeners.

"If he 'chose' you over me, then why aren't you two together? Why did he apologise repeatedly to me and beg me to tell him what he could do to make it better?" Her eyes widened as she fell silent. "I see your bruise is fading. Need me to redo it for you?" She flinched and took a step back. Then she walked away, glaring.

Jimin supressed a laugh. "You're kinda scary, you know."

"I know."

**

Music. I had Music last lesson today. Maya stayed with me as much as she could, and when she had another class, Namjoon or Hoseok filled in for her. I didn't need to be escorted around, I wasn't helpless. But I was still grateful for the extra company.

The only people that still talked to Jungkook were Taehyung, Yoongi and Jin, simply because they were still as close as family despite what he did. They weren't that close with me anyways.

As Namjoon and I went to Music, I decided to break the silence.

"You were his friend first. You've got a deep bond that should run further than this petty argument. Don't choose me over him, when I'm just his ex-girlfriend." Namjoon stopped, stunned.

"You're more than that, Y/N. You're my friend now. I don't care if he's like a brother to me. I may be ignoring him right now, but he's still like family. He knows that, that's why he hasn't tried to reinstall our friendship. This is just a temporary problem that'll fix itself when the time is right. But now is not the right time, so he can go fuck himself. He's a dickhead, and clearly stupid to be letting you go, but he can take care of himself I'm sure." I blushed a little, resuming our walk.

When I entered the class, I felt everyone staring at me. I'd gotten used to it, since that's all that had happened today. I slumped into my seat, and Maya turned around and said hello, rubbing my head. She quietly asked Namjoon if things had been okay since she'd gone, and he'd nodded.

I sighed. A couple of minutes later, Jeon Jeongguk walked into class. He still had his usual confident, cocky walk but he didn't pay attention to the fangirls around him. His attention was on me, and he practically ran over to our desk when he saw I was there. He pulled off his back, and went to reach out for my arm. I pulled away quickly, and I saw Maya biting her lip. I was stiff, as far up against the wall as I could be.