Mr. Playboy | Jungkook

You Better Not

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I stood there next to Eunjae, oblivious to my surroundings. I didn't even notice she was calling out my name until she hit me on the arm.
"What the hell?! Why did you hit me?!" I exclaimed to her, rubbing my arm. It actually really hurt. Is this how hard I hit? Fuck, I feel bad.

"Dude. You were dead ass staring at the wall like a mental patient." She replied, defending her decision hit me. "So? You could've just shaken me or call out my name!" I retorted. She rubbed her temples, "I did! Well...one of the two..."

I sighed, still reminiscing the structure of his face. He just seemed perfect; his eyes were beautiful shade of brown, his smile which can light up a whole room, his neatly groomed hair making him seem sophisticated. Just everything about him was mesmerizing.

That's what I thought about Jungkook...

His dark brown eyes are big and round like a puppy, and everytime he smiled, his eyes would close slightly and creases would form on the sides, making him seem like a child. His smile was just adorable, especially when he showed his bunny like teeth. And his hair is always so soft, making me want to run my fingers through his locks all day.

But, I can't do that anymore...

"Come on, we better hurry up before we're late." Eunjae said, pulling me into the elevator. Once we went up to the second floor, we speedily made our way to the classroom, with two minutes to spare. "Thank God we aren't late," I told Eunjae, my heart slowing down from the panicking.

She nodded, using the book to fan herself. I looked around the classroom, finding someone very familiar. It looked like..."Lee Jong Suk?!" I exclaimed, the kids unbothered since they were also loud. He turned his head, saluting me with a cute grin. "Is this the guy you were talking about earlier?" Eunjae whispered in my ear, watching him as he opened up his laptop to take notes. I just nodded in response, not being able to form words.

The entirety of class consisted of my eyes always wandering back to Jong Suk, staring at his focused physique. Eunjae occasionally tugged on my arm, trying to make me pay attention, but it was impossible.

What the hell is wrong with me?

Sometimes I would stare at Jungkook during class, especially in dance class. He just looked so irresistible when he moved his body, and the expressions he made would make me go even more berserk. He would wink at me too just to make me blush. He made me feel so vulnerable, but I loved it.

But, I can't do that anymore...

When it was time to go, Eunjae gave me a 'what the hell?' expression on her face, making me laugh. "Dude, just look at him!" I answered quietly, making sure he didn't hear me. Eunjae's gaze went over my head, her eyes widening a bit. "What?" Without trying to move her lips, she whispered, "He's coming." Oh shit.

"Hey Y/N."

I turned around, my ears turning bright red, "Hey." He giggled at my response, "I told you I was going to see you again." I smiled at him, facing the ground as I tried to hide my pink cheeks. Eunjae cleared her throat, "Hello, I'm Eunjae. Her best friend." "Nice to meet you Eunjae," he replied, bowing. "I'm guessing you're the famous guy she was talking about."

He rubbed the back of his neck, "Haha, I guess so." What do I do? Do I invite him for coffee? But me and Eunjae have plans... Ugh I'm such a newbie at this. I looked at Eunjae with desperate eyes, and she knew exactly what to do. "Hey, we were going to go out for ice cream, wanna join?" I looked at him, giving him a small smile. "Yeah, I would love to."