(EDITING) Baby under lock and key「Jungkook x Reader」

Stained nickname

"Jungkook did what to you?" Chanyeol asks.

You glance from side to side.

"Please don't make a deal out of it Chanyeol." You murmur.

He grasps your hand, and leads you into the kitchen, leaving Taehyung confused and concerned.

What was previously lit up by the incoming moonlight, is smothered in the invading kitchen lights, when you flick on the switch.

"[Y/N] what is going on?" He whispers.

"Honestly it's nothing." You smile. "We just had a small fight, like all couples do." You reply, forcing a smile, yet he still doesn't seem too convinced. "I promise."

You ensure that you hide your bite marks.

"I'm going back to bed. I have school in the morning" You fake yawn. "Goodnight."

With your blanket dragging behind, you leave the kitchen.

"Just promise me that he's not hurting you [Y/N]" Chanyeol shouts.

You subtly sigh.

"I promise he's not." You reply, continuing to head towards the bottom of the staircase and head back to your bedroom.

You open the bedroom door, to find Jungkook, fast asleep in bed.

Sighing in relief, because you're really not in the mood for Jungkook to do 'anything' to you, you climb into bed, and drift off...

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"[Y/N]?" A voice asks. "[Y/N]?... [Y/N]!"

"Huh?" You lift your head up from the classroom desk. Lunch time... "What? Huh?"

You find Dong-woo sitting on the individual desk in front of you, eating a sandwich, his knee propped up on the chair, arm resting against his knee.

"You're really out of it today." Dong-woo states. "Something wrong?"

You shake your head and yawn.

"Tired..."

Dong-woo bites his lip.

"Oh. Would've thought it was something else." He mutters. "Guess you didn't get my text or calls."

"But I think I know why."

"Hm?"

You then remember, and whip out your phone. You turn it on, to find your lock screen of yourself and Jungkook, which of course you quickly swipe to make it disappear. You gasp at the message he sent you.

"Oh no..." You murmur, putting your hand over your mouth. "Where are they?"

"That's a good point actually. They're not he-"

The door suddenly slides open, and one of the Jocks appear, wearing their sports gear, sweaty body. Ironically looks a lot like a less handsome Charles Melton, but hey, he still has to hit puberty.

"We heard your little secret new girl." He laughs.

What?

What the Hell??

The girls from yesterday appear behind, the twilight black haired "pretty princess" Ha-na standing in the middle of the three.

"Move sweaty!" She orders. "Pew spray some deodorant! The world isn't a place for your body odour."

The jock chuckles.

"Anything for you three, I mean, you're the ones who found out about this juicy story." He laughs.