You were expecting that Jungkook wouldn't be too comfortable with you or would have been colder to you after the answer that you had given him previously. However, you were confused at the fact that the opposite had happened. The red-haired boy was clingier and friendlier.
After the play, the school had scheduled a two week break for the students, and you couldn't help but wonder if it was a break for those included in the dreaded competition as well.
Jungkook had insisted to sleepover at your face, often dragging Jimin and Yoongi with him to 'keep guard'.
"Jungkook," You sighed for the nth time that evening, "You know that the three of you don't have to sleepover all the time right?" The three were lounging on your couch in front of the TV. Yoongi and Jimin had been arguing over something that was being discussed on the TV while Jungkook's eyes remained glued to the show.
'If I had a dollar everytime I questioned these guys as my protectors, I wouldn't need to inherit the company.'
"We don't have anything better to do anyways." Jimin piped in, looking over his shoulder to look at you.
"And your couch is better than the one in the dorm."
It was the third day of the two week break and you found yourself snuggled under the covers of your sheets. You had no intentions of getting up yet, the noise from the living room had kept you up.
You spent the previous night on the far end of the couch while the three boys huddled in one side. They were watching a game that you couldn't really understand.
"Is this even a basketball match?" You thought aloud, still not stirring attention fron the three of them. "Looks more like a boxing match." You remarked after you saw one of the officials punch another guy.
The warmth of the blankets seeped into your skin and you buried your face into a pillow. A satisfied sigh escaped your lips as you felt your eyes grow heavier, you were slowly being lulled into the arms of sleep.
"(Y/N)!" Your eyes flickered open the moment that your door loudly opened. You groaned realizing whose voice it was.
"Go away..." You mumbled, feeling the bed sink where your feet were located. You pulled your covers over your head. You had no intentions of getting up and it was going to stay that way.
Or so you thought.
Suddenly, the blanket had been roughly pulled away from you, and you were instantly met with the cold air of the room. You peered at the red-haired boy with sleepy eyes and groaned in annoyance.
"What do you want?" You stretched your leg and attempted to kick him, you hit his side but you could tell that it barely inflicted any pain on him. You buried your face into the soft pillows but you still heard him chuckle.
"Do you plan on staying in bed all day?" He asked you and you only groaned.
"Yes."
Jungkook grew silent and you felt the bed shift, releasing the weight of where your feet had been. You sighed in relief and snuggled closer to your pillow, thinking that Jungkook had left the room.
"(Y/N)!" You felt something heavy landing on top of you causing you to gasp loudly.
"Jeon Jungkook!" You screamed as you struggled to push him off you. He tightly enveloped his arms around you, crushing you and making it hard to breathe. "Do you want to get kicked in the balls again?" You threatened him while still trying to break free.
"You can't with this angle." He teased and you looked at him with a glare. "I won't get off you until you promise that you'll get ready the moment that I do."
You knew that struggling would be in vain so you went limp. You sighed and you could feel his face against the back of your head, somehow, he flipped you over and your face was mushed against the pillow.
"I promise," You mumbled, wondering if he even heard what you said. "Now get the fuck off me." You felt his weight disappear and you flipped yourself to stand up. The smug look on his face had caused you to growl lowly.
Jungkook cocked an eyebrow at your action.
"What are you? A dog?" You roll your eyes before grumpily standing up and making your way to your bathroom.
"Get out of my room!" You screamed as you entered the bathroom. You tried to ignore his amused chuckled.
"Dress casually, and make it quick." You rolled your eyes as you stared at yourself in the mirror, your hair was a complete mess and the bags underneath your eyes had grown.
'Wait, dress casually?'
It didn't take you long to get ready, but when you stepped out of the room, you saw that the three boys were waiting for you. Jungkook was the first to notice you.
"Took you long enough." You were closed to making your fist kiss his face.
"Be thankful that I even decided to get up." You told him, "Where are we even going?" You found yourself asking, still completely unaware of everything that was happening.
Yoongi, who had his legs slung over Jimin's, looked up from the couch, "I tried to stop them, they woke me up too." You were glad that someone could actually relate.
"It's the semestral break, so we-" Yoongi coughed at Jimin's words, "-figured that we should make the best out of it." You cocked an eyebrow, pondering whether his words made sense.
You were worried that maybe an assassin would strike, but two weeks hadn't passed yet since the last attack, but you remembered the last time that you were with Taehyung and how things didn't end too well.
"But-"
"You don't have to worry about a thing." Jungkook cut you off, giving off one of his infamous bunny smiles, "It would be a waste to not have your 3 protectors do anything, right?"
You were hesitant but you saw how Jimin and Jungkook looked at you with expectant looks, and Yoongi looked like he didn't care (you weren't surprised).
"Fine." Jungkook and Jimin cheered and you swore that Yoongi had the same reaction as you. "Where are we going anyways?"
"To the amusement park."
At least if you were going to die, it was going to be somewhere memorable.
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Feign Affection | j.jk + k.th
Misterio / SuspensoWhere Y/N, one of the possible heiress of a big organization, is placed in a competition along with 3 other relatives/family members. Two cousins and a sibling. Whoever wins the competition will become the true heir/heiress of the organization. She...