Desire ♡ Jungkook/Reader FF ♡ Completed ♡

Jealousy

Three hours later.

Y/N's POV

I wasn't sure of the time or even what bar Yerin had dragged me to.

I did know that after copious amounts of tequila and some weird looking pink cocktail my mind was totally not thinking about Jeon Jungkook or the fact that currently he was sitting at a table with two other guys and a gorgeous looking brunette who was sitting across his lap with her tongue down his throat.

I totally wasn't thinking about that.

Nope.

Of course not.

I'm totally fine.

"Y/N please don't think about him, tonight it's just the two of us and up until this unfortunate encounter the two of us were having so much fun so please don't let him ruin it."

I knew Yerin was trying to comfort me, make me feel better about the fact that Jungkook was letting this happen but for some reason my mind couldn't comprehend what was coming out of her mouth.

I shouldn't care right? I wasn't his girlfriend, our relationship was friends with benefits.

Technically Jungkook could do whatever he wanted, he certainly didn't have to feel guilty as we didn't have a relationship but yet.........

It fucking hurt.

It was only a few hours ago that he seemed so upset about not getting to spend time with me tonight, there was a part of me that actually thought that was cute.

I felt so stupid, he just wanted to get laid.

I was his first option and it appears this drunk brunette was his second, I wasn't special to him.

Why did that matter?

Yerin grabbed my hand and smiled.

"Y/N, don't look okay."

I swallowed the lump in my throat, Yerin was right.

I was about to turn around and approach the bar for some much needed refreshments when his eyes met mine, there was a moment of shock which danced around in those dark eyes before a coldness replaced it.

He didn't push her away, his hands instead moved down her sides as he deepened the kiss.

I didn't want to be here anymore, Yerin sensed this and squeezed my hand gently.

"I think we should go, you can stay at mine."

I nodded, afraid that if my mouth opened nothing but sobs would escape it.

I followed behind Yerin, not even daring to look behind me.

No.

Don't be weak.

You've got to show men like Jungkook....like Yoongi that you're not a toy to be used and thrown away.

I don't know where my sudden confidence came from but suddenly my feet were leading me to his table, the brunette was still laying across his lap but my focus didn't remain on them for long.

"Hey, what's your name?" I asked the handsome silver haired guy sitting beside Jungkook and his conquest for the evening, I could feel Jungkook's eyes on me but ignored him.

"Erm, it's Taehyung....Kim Taehyung."

I smirked, leaning closer.

"You want to dance with me Kim Taehyung?"