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Weak - JJK

[Disclaimer: There are some highkey inappropriate (smut-ish) themes in this one, as well as many blatant sexual refrences and strong language. You have been warned]

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Jeon Jungkook was the biggest fuckboy you knew.

In fact, he just about summed up the entire fuckboy culture by simply existing. Dark, messy hair, a beautiful face, big, innocent-seeming doe eyes, a body like a Greek god, thousands of followers on social media, tattoos scattered across his body and too much money to spend. On top of that, he obviously had to be incredibly smart and be perfect at every single thing he tried, making guys and girls practically fall to his feet whenever he went.

No question, Jeon Jungkook was the most cliché person around for another hundred miles. And he currently really wasn't helping his case with the way he acted, a cocky smirk on his lips and that annoying expression of superiority as you walked towards him.

You threw him a glare, stalking past him, head held high. He wasn't impressed, appearing at your side in an instant, arms crossed and his words arrogant.

"So, Y/N. How are we doing today, Miss Ice-cold?"

"Fuck off, Jeon", you hissed lowly, picking up your pace as you navigated through the hallway in an attempt to shake him off, "I'm not in the mood for your games".

He chuckled, following you through the crowd of college students with ease. "Not in the mood to finally answer me after ignoring my texts for days?"

"Not in the mood to retaliate to you trying to sext me? Yes", you growled in irritation, unable to remember where you were going. Not wanting him to notice your sudden confusion, you stormed up the next-best staircase, Jungkook overtaking you easily with three long strides.

Huffing, you came to a halt, eyes narrowed at him. He grinned widely, watching you with amusement clear on his face.

"To be fair, you looked way too good in that leather jacket on Saturday", he leaned in as he said it, his voice low and sending shivers down your spine, "Who was I to let the opportunity pass?"

You swallowed, feeling your resistance melt. He held your gaze steadily, dark eyes burning into yours, but you couldn't do this again. Not now, not here, and not when you'd just shown clear resentment towards him. You didn't want to be one of those girls.

Instantly fixing your mind on a place you could escape to, you resumed your previous demeanour, scowling at him.

"Let me get to the library, Jeon, and maybe I'll rethink the offer", you gritted out, staring him straight in the eye. He bit his bottom lip, clearly pleased, and you almost immediately regretted your words.

"Why not go there together? The library is a fun place to-"

"Jesus, Jungkook, can you keep your dick in your pants for five fucking minutes?" you snarled, pushing past him defiantly. Laughter sounded from behind you and as you looked back, you saw the rest of his friends standing at the bottom of the staircase, all looking highly amused.

You gestured at them, fixing Jungkook coolly. With glee you noticed that he seemed a little flustered. "Go on, leave, I can't stand the sight of you currently".

"What, is it painful to stare at someone so perfect?" a grin played around the edge of his lips and you decided that flustered didn't appear to be an emotion that Jeon Jungkook could experience. He raised his eyebrow at you. "Hmm, sweetheart?"

You rolled your eyes, sighing in frustration. "You're such a fucking hoe, Jeon. Bye".

"No, darling, not true. I only fuck hoes", you heard him yelling after you, the laughter of his friends ringing in your ears as you sauntered away, cheeks burning red.