𝕻𝖘𝖞𝖈𝖍𝖔𝖕𝖆𝖙𝖍 𝕭𝖔𝖞𝖋𝖗𝖎𝖊𝖓𝖉

Box pt. 2

Another bell rang, signaling us, students to leave the class. "Class dismissed." Said the professor before leaving. Well, today wasn't a tiring day that's why I'm thankful. Also, Jimin didn't come back since breaktime.

Luckily, there is Baekhyun who sit beside me. He's kind though so I had no problem talking to him. We're just talking to each other everytime about ourselves. I'm so stupid for not noticing him before. He told me he haven't noticed me before too and he felt stupid. I felt that. We're on the same boat, feeling stupid for not noticing each other earlier.

"Bye. I have to go to my groupmates." He said. Oh he's on a dance group. Told me he's a great dancer so I asked him if I could watch him practice their dance someday and he said he would be glad if I was on their practice watching him.

"Okay, good luck!" I said and he just nodded before leaving. I then headed to my locker to put back my books. There, I saw the purple with silver ribbon box. Another purple box with silver ribbon. I like the color purple but how come did he know?

"Hi babe!" Jungkook called, resting his arm on my shoulders. Gah~ why is he here? I thought he won't be here today? I thought it was my Jungkook-Free day. I sighed then rolled my eyes 360°.

"What's inside this time?" I asked out of curiousity. I shake the box.

"Open it." He said, hugging me tightly from the back.

"I don't need this." I said trying to push away his arms. He sighed. The air he released went to my neck, causing my hair to stand up straight. He's a crazy dumbass.

"Open it!" He said, kissing my cheeks this time. I wiped the area he kissed then open the box. Damn it, Junglebook! I pulled out the box of condom inside and slap it on his face, making me freed from his hug. He giggled, picking up the box of the condom that fell on the floor.

"Let's go now." He said, grabbing my wrist.

"Fuck off!" I glared at him.

"What? Don't worry baby, you can be the top if you want to. But just this time, okay?" He laughed. I rolled my eyes and started walking away. But I heard his footsteps following me behind. He's creepy, isn't he?

For the sake of my curiousness, I look back but only to regret because he lifted me up, my stomach is on his shoulder while he's holding my feet for support. My bag fell and he pick it.

i need holy waturr
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