LEGO HOUSE

Chapter 12: Furious

Jungkook's lips felt like pillows against yours, and you expected him to throw you off, but his arms came up to hold your waist, and he leaned in, ducking his head down and deepening the kiss.

You teeth came down on his bottom his lip softly, emitting a small moan to escape his lips, and you pulled away, smiling victoriously.

"I can make him moan too." You smiled, before turning away and walking to Jungkook's room to sleep.

"What the hell?" Mina breathed out, and Jungkook just smiled, his lips tingling.

He looked back at his room, the feeling of your lips on his still prominent.

"Let me call you a cab."

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When Jungkook got back, you were already fast asleep, in one of his sweaters, and taking up the whole bed.

He sighed quietly, bringing up the comforter to cover your body, before turning the lights off and walking to the living room.

His heart ached with every step.

It killed him that he was the cause of your pain.

In fact, he never understood why he spoke those harsh words that night.

You meant so much more to him than Mina ever had.

The two of you had been the best of friends since before he could remember.

"What'd you get?" Jungkook asked, his eyes gleaming as he spun around in his chair, his arms resting on your desk.

You pushed them off, before giving him an intimidating glare. "What'd you get?" You mimicked, and he grinned, holding up a paper with a big 100 scrawled messily onto it, in red ink. "As always." He bragged, smiling cockily. You took a quick glance down at your test paper. A 98. It wasn't bad, but it wasn't better than Jungkook's.

"I'm not telling you." You said, sticking your tongue out and shoving the paper into your desk. Jungkook scrunched his nose up, before pouting. "Tell me." He whined, but you shook your head, unrelenting. If he knew he'd gotten a better grade, his ego would inflate, and you'd never hear the end of it. "Tell me." He repeated, his voice whiny and annoying.

"Tell-" An irritated voice cut him off. "-a 98." A sleepy voice said from beside you, and your eyebrows furrowed, before you turned to face the older senior. "Why'd you tell him, oppa?" You complained, purposefully ignoring Jungkook's wide smile. "You guys are too loud." Yoongi mumbled, before burrowing his head back into his arms, falling asleep again on the desk.

Jungkook smiled fondly at the memory, recalling how many times school grades were the main source of your arguments.

He'd always be the first to apologize, seeing as you were always too stubborn or embarrassed to apologize first.

Then it'd start all over again.

He spread a blanket over the leather couch, before kicking off his slippers and laying down.

Folding his hands together, he rested them on his stomach, looking through the skylight at the bright stars scattered across the dark blue sky.

In the far right corner of the opening, the moon shined down at him, glistening as his eyes began to feel heavier and heavier.

The stars shimmered brightly, twinkling and dancing in the moonlight, reminding him of something you'd told him a long time ago.