Rivalry | Jeon Jungkook

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"Oh how the tables have turned" Jungkook smirked, looking up at me.

My eyes widened, I realized our bodies were in close contact, my hands propped against his chest, my legs around his torso.

I froze, feeling my cheeks heat up.

His stare alone made me want to scramble off him and hide in a closet in embarrassment.
I became aware of the position I was currently in, but I realized Id gone too far to turn back now. I don't want to submit, I was in too deep. Clearly Jungkook wasn't bothered by it, on the contrary, he was even amused.
He was challenging me, daring me to run off like he expected me too. How can someone like me, a girl who has never been on a date or kissed a guy, be this close to the most attractive guy in school? His playful eyes were dancing, mocking me.

I quickly composed myself.

"If you wanted to be on top, you could have just told me" he said slyly.

I tried my best to suppress my emotions and not give him the satisfaction of making me flustered.

I could see his eyes trying to calculate me, he wanted to find out why I wasn't blushing like a tomato.

"You would like that, wouldn't you, kitten?"
He said arrogantly, trying to push my buttons even more.

Two could play at this game.

I leaned in close, taking Jungkook by surprise.

"I like it better up here, don't you think so too?" I whispered into his ear. I could feel him tense up.

 I grinned. It's nice to know I can affect the notorious Jeon Jungkook as much as he can affect me.

He slowly closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

"Listen, Cal. You're treading on thin ice." He exhaled. His eyes darkened.

In a flash, Jungkook was back on top. Hands caging me in, he put his leg between my thighs.
I immediately regretted my decision to try to beat Jungkook at his best game: seduction.

"Hey Jungkook" I stammered nervously.
"let's just get back to playing games, working out our differences..." I wracked my brain, trying to think of other non-contact activity where I could safely stay away from Jungkook and his ridiculously attractive self.

"I'd rather not" Jungkook smirked. He moved a strand of hair behind my ear, leaning close to me.
I felt shivers down my spine as his breath hit my neck. His scent was intoxicating, warm vanilla and masculinity.

I felt his lips brush by my neck, slowly brushing upwards and stopping right by my ear.

"I'd rather-"
His words were cut off as his bedroom door opened.

"Am I interrupting something?" A voice said.

We quickly separated ourselves. In front of us was an older woman, dressed in a business suit, as if she just came back from an important work meeting. She looked at us with a smile.

"Hello, mother." Jungkook flushed red.

"I see you've been busy, Jungkook." His mother looked at me and scanned me from head to toe.

"Dinner will be ready in 15 minutes. And why don't we invite this young women to join us?" Jungkook's mom said.

"That's ok, I'll be leaving-" I quickly tried to say.

"No need to leave, dear" Jungkook's mom interrupted me. She turned around and left the room.

"Oh, Kookie? Don't forget to use protection" she said before closing the door shut.