Secret [Jungkook x Male Reader AU]

Four

*(Y/n) POV*

I could feel his eyes on me, it was strange. I would be relaxing, planning idea upon idea in my head for our first project, and sometimes a small, not exactly uncomfortable prickling would start on my neck.
My heart would stutter nervously and I would take a drag from my cigarette to steady my nerves.
It was a beautiful day outside, it was giving me nostalgia, and I didn't like it.

"How are you doing today, (Y/n)?" Mr. Harrison asked me gently, not minding the scent of ash in the air around me.
"I'm good. How are you doing?" I smiled at him and he smiled back.
"I'm good. Any ideas in that brilliant head of yours?" He asked eagerly and I chuckled.
"I have so many, I can't decide which one." My words made his eyes sparkle eagerly and I chuckled.
"I look forward to seeing it. Your work is always breathtaking." He said as he left to speak to someone else.
I felt a small glimmer of happiness in my chest. He was the closest thing to a father figure I'd ever known. I wish my own flesh and blood was as good. But sadly that is not the case.

I turn my head, feeling the prickling again, and I purposely meet his eyes.
What would happen...if I stopped avoiding him?
A small, persuasive voice said in my head.
I stared into his almond shaped eyes, they were a warm brown, dark around the edges and chocolately in the middle. It made me feel warmer, more comfortable, and the boy-Jungkook, he'd said-stared right back at me.
My smoke burned away between my lips and I took a last drag before blowing the smoke out and flicking the butt out the window, breaking eye contact with him to do so, and I didn't look back.

I don't know what it was about him that made me feel weaker. Not physically, but emotionally. He tore down my walls and left me vulnerable, and I have no idea why.
"You shouldn't do that." Came a soft, melodious voice, not shaking with fear, making it difficult to hear the sweet tone. I froze, startled by the obviously male voice, and I knew instantly to whom it belonged to. I was shocked by how much I found that I liked it.
Talk to him...you'll hear that voice again.
Was my own voice in my head. A smaller part of me resisted it, reminding me that people thought I was a scumbag. I could hear them talking about him that way too. Not because he is, but because he associates with one.

"Look, it's the new kid. He's hanging out with (Y/n), did you know?"
"Oh my god not him, but the new kid looks so sweet. Are you sure he's really hanging out with..that guy?"
"I'm sure! I see them all the time."
"He must be just as bad then. You wouldn't be able to tell just by looking at him."
" M a y b e

t h a t ' s

t h e

P o i n t . . . "

The scene disappeared to a whisper in my head, and I struggled against two different things that I wanted.
Talk to him...
Don't do it...
"It can't be that bad for the earth if one smoke butt landed on it." The words slipped out between my lips in response to him before I'd even decided it was what I wanted.
I silently cussed myself out and turned to look at Jungkook.
He smiled at me, he looked so painstakingly happy that I could hear the little click that is the lock on my heart open, and a strong feeling of adoration broke through my walls. I continued to stare at him.

And I knew that deep down...I wouldn't be able to keep myself away from him anymore. Not completely.

You're so stupid...

Came the negative voice in my head, and I grit my teeth.

I know.