Mr. Badboy Isn't So Bad (Jungkook x Reader) ✔️

Chapter 8

I didn't know what to say. I was just kissed. And it was my first. What kind of kiss was that?! Just a small kiss that meant nothing. Oh god, what did I get myself into? "Y/N?" Jimin whispered. "Hmm?" I said from under the blanket. "What happened back there?" he whispered. "I-I can't tell you. I promised Jungkook I wouldn't tell anyone," I said. I didn't know how I ended up in this position. In the beginning, Jimin was like Mr. Badboy Jr. and now he was like, Mr. Nice guy. What is happening?

Jimin didn't say anything. "I gotta go," I said standing up. "Wait," Jungkook said grabbing my wrist. I looked back, my heart racing. "I'm sorry," he whispered and I pulled my hand away and walked out. I walked home, which felt like forever. Once I got there, Austin was already there. "What are you doing home from school?" Austin asked. "I uh, was sick. They let me go home," I said quickly and ran upstairs.

I just lied to my brother. For the first time. I know that siblings fight all the time but, Austin and I have always been honest with each other. If he finds out, I'm dead, for sure. I should go tell him that I skipped school but, if I do, he'd yell at me. There is no way out of this. If only I didn't skip school today. I walked back downstairs and found Austin on the couch. "Do you know if we have any noodles?" I asked. "Not exactly. But we do have chicken and noodles," he said standing up.

He walked into the kitchen and I followed. "So, what's wrong?" he asked. "My head hurt and I felt like I was going to throw up," I said, making up something. "Do you still feel like you're going to throw up?" he continued. "Not really. But my head still hurts," I said. "Ahh, well, it'll b about two minutes before the chicken and noodles will be ready," he said. Crap! I feel really bad. He thinks that I'm actually sick. 

I waited two minutes and heard the microwave go off. I opened it and took out the bowl. I was about to head upstairs but Austin stopped me. "I know you're lying. I wanted to see how long you would last. So, what actually happened?" he asked. I sighed and looked down at the bowl of soup. "I skipped school with a group of guys because I felt like I'd break down in the middle of class," I said sighing.

He nodded and put an arm around me. "It's alright. I shouldn't have expected you to go to school," he said. "Wait, so you're not mad at me?" I asked. "No, I couldn't be. Our mom died and I sent you to school," Austin said. "So, I'm free to go?" I asked hopefully. "You're free to go," he said sighing. I smiled and walked upstairs with the bowl in my hands and a spoon in my mouth. I walked into my room and sat on my bed. I turned on the tv and began watching a show while eating my noodles.

A/N

The reason this is so short is that I posted earlier today