Seducing Jeon Jungkook

prelogue-kim taehyung

Edit: this chapter is about Kim taehyung. Jungkook is the male lead, but he'll be introduced later.

I wake up, it's 6 am as usual. Ew yuck, I can't believe I woke up drooling. This is the second time this week. It's so embarrassing. I head straight to the kitchen as if I'll magically find new food. Great, lets just eat bread and cheese. How plain and boring.

My life is pretty basic. I'm in the last year of school, so getting that over with, I do 2-3 jobs in a week.

Everything about me looks basic too, although I honestly think I look like I'm in college already.

I mean everything is pretty basic about me, except for maybe this one thing...

I have to take the morning bus, so I rush.

my eye catches a face sitting by the stop, reading a newspaper.

the most beautiful face in the world that i've ever seen.

such a smooth, beautiful face. wow. wig snatched. 

I try to notice all I can. Classy shoes, wow. Even those pants look classy. I just need to see the face now. The bus arrives and I get in first. He must have seen me by now right?

I stand a diagonal away from cute newspaper boy. He looks elegant, and even his face is smooth and classy.

He gets a call and picks it up. "Ah, yes, I'm Kim Taehyung" he says.

wow, what a beautiful name as well.

And then he turns around to me. He stares at me and then looks me up and down (is he into me? Why?) OH MY GOD A CUTE boy is checking me out??????? and then he opens his mouth to say-

"Excuse me, can you move aside, you're blocking the map" 

OH what- no, are you serious? 

I feel my face go red. I move aside- and suddenly the bus stops to a halt and screeches. I'm just about to fall but I manage to stand on one leg. I put my other leg down but in a hurry I get both my feet tangled into a bag on the floor. I'm about to fall and feel myself fall closer to the cute boy-ah yes, perfect. No, wait, wait, I've lost all balance.

I fall right into his lap.

Oh no, what is this? I'm so embarrassed. Yes, he's cute and seems my age but oh god why? and that too right after he asked me to move aside. I look up and he's staring at me. We stare at each other for a few seconds. I feel his gaze on me. I should get up now. I suddenly feel conscious of everything too.

I see an empty spot next to him and bowing my face down I adjust myself to move aside, placing my hand on his shoulders.

Suddenly I feel his hand on my waist, not letting me move aside. what? why? as much as I like it, I know this is wrong. First of all this is public transportation. Second of all he's not my boyfriend or anything. He doesn't even know me. Thirdly, this is just straight up misconduct with a stranger right? I mean I'm not at a club or anything. The bus has come to a stop and as I stare away from his face coyly he looks at an old man and he says to him, "Sir you can sit here" and he points to his seat and he shifts with me on his lap to the window seat.

Oh, so that's why.

Well he is a kind man but oh god I am so embarrassed for thinking something else...

His hand is still on my waist. My heart beat has stopped. I'm not thinking about his hand on my waist or how cute he is anymore.

I should just get up now. This is so embarrassing. He looks outside the window. "You can get up now you know" he says with that deep husky voice. i don't say anything and put my leg up to stand but he pushes it down.

Now he's looking at me. I'm confused. "or you could...keep sitting here" he gives a really soft smile that makes me blush. "yeri-ah" and he looks out the window again. "How do you know my name?" I blurt out. I meant to say it softly so people don't notice but it doesn't happen that way.

He raises his eyebrows as if to point at my dress. I look down and see my badge on the chest pocket of my shirt. That pervert! But technically we were so close to each other, it wasn't really his fault to notice a badge. My hand is still on his shoulder. I like it there. His shoulder is sturdy and firm. I'm glad that man is sitting next to us because that way not a lot of people can see us as we're on the window seat.

My other hand is on my own thigh. I'm really conscious of my uniform now. He's not in school, maybe college then? My skirt is kind of short and I realize this isn't appropriate anymore. He's looking at me again. The right thing is to get up. He's a pervert that he's doing this. So why am I encouraging him? Doesn't that make me the pervert?

"I'll get up" I say softly. He looks a bit disappointed but he doesn't say anything. He makes a face as if it doesn't affect him. Maybe it doesn't. I look outside the window. Another stop is coming up. I should get up now or else...there goes that big speed breaker.

I jump up and fall back on his lap. Great. This is just on another level of perverted now. Now my other hand that was on my skirt is on his chest. I stare at him like I've just committed a crime. To protect me from falling, now his hand is on my skirt to hold my leg, his other hand is still firmly on my waist. "As much as I like this, this isn't right, right?" I nod slowly. He looks at my uniform. Because I'm in school. What else could be the reason? "this isn't the place for this anyway" he whispers. He gives me a smile, I can't help but smile back. He gets up and puts me down on my seat.

no, no, don't go, I think. He stands away and I look at him. I then see a familiar face next to him. It's the same school uniform... who is this guy now?

I look closely to get a better look and see a guy looking dead at me in the eye- it's none other than Kim Namjoon, my ex boyfriend, looking at me with the most furious expression in his eyes. Oh shit. Fuck my life.