"So," Yoongi leans back in his chair, arms folded. "Explain this."
I've already changed back to my uniform- but that didn't stop Yoongi from being pissed off. Jungkook glances at me nervously, before looking back at Yoongi apologetically.
"We were making ou- oof!" Jungkook explains, getting his foot stepped on.
"Next time," Yoongi glares. "Do it at home."
"You forgive us?" I held my brother's hands, and his eyes softened slightly.
"Just this time." He diverts his eyes away from us coldly.
"I love you! Thank you!" my hands squeezed his, to that he exhaled a long winded breath at my smiling face.
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2 days later
"Bring me the iced tea, quick!" I exclaimed as I poked my head into the kitchen area. The allocated 'bartenders' quickly whipped up the drink for me, before placing it onto my tray.
I was about to make my way to the main floor when a classmate stops me.
"Hey! Your shift is over. I'll take this, go and have fun." She says, tapping my shoulder assuringly. "Besides, you have a date with Jungkook, right?"
I nodded gratefully. "Yes, thank you so much!"
I handed over my tray to her. After passing the job on, I called Jungkook and decided to meet at the game booths.
"Hey, princess." His lips curved up into a smile as soon as he saw me. I stopped in my tracks. Oh god, he looks so hot. Jungkook was adorning a butler costume, stretched tightly to his built body. I did not want to admit it, but it did things to me.
"Say, shall we play a game?" He points at one of the booths with his thumb. And of course, being the challenging type, I accepted.
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"NOOOOOOO!" I was crushed. Beyond devastated. How could this happen?
"Oops, I won again." He shoots me a smug smirk of victory, and I trembled with frustration.
"Another game!" I demanded, and he complied. But alas, the result was similar, and I could only shrivel up on the ground while the demon laughs off his winning streak.
"You....Jungdick. I hate you." Tears were stinging up my eyes.
"Oh baby," he pulls me closer, the smirk still plastered on his face. "We both know that isn't true."
"That's it, I'm declaring war." I retorted, wiping away my tears.
"Oh? Try me." He snickered.
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It was the 17th time we played at the game booths, and we were almost out of money- and energy. All seventeen times, Jungkook dominated the Warfield, and I was left defeated on the ground. It reminded me of my endless position as the second place, the neverchanging seat of doom.
"Hey isn't that the couple....? The one that won all the prizes?"
"Oh my god! It's that power couple!"
"Mom, they're scary...."
As we prepared for our 18th game of Shoot-The-Target, I begin to notice a crowd gathering around us. I paid it no heed as I planned to focus on the game- and thus I reloaded the bb gun with pellets, before spinning it in my hand and aiming for the target. I bent down my body and leaned towards the wooden table, steadily propping an elbow on it and releasing the trigger.
It hit.
"I-It hit......" My mouth was agape from shock. "It actually hit."
My knees went weak and I squatted on the ground, hugging myself in disbelief. "I actually won."
"Should I give you a reward? " Jungkook squats down next to me, a grin on his face. He then places a hand behind my head, pushing it slowly towards him.....
And kissed me in front of everyone.
Gasps from the crowd rendered me speechless. He turns his head to morph his lips even deeper into mine, and my mind begins to melt- how can he give such mind disintegrating kisses? I felt pleasure rush through my veins like raging waters, unable to notice that a large group of onlookers had already gathered.
And when I did notice, I hastily pushed Jungkook, before dragging him away from the crowd into an isolated corner with construction held near us.
"Why did you do tha-
Before I could finish my sentence, a loud clang is heard above us, and an impending doom settled in my heart. I reached out my hand to pull him away- but it was too late. A shadow cascades over him as the metal rod fell from the third floor....
And onto Jungkook.
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A/N: stay tuned for the finale next chapter. Yes, rivals is ending.
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Fanfiction"did you just draw a dick on my face?" Min Soojung was more than textbook perfect-- she's independant, crazy smart, and most of all: competitive. That's until the day her full score was smugly ruined by a hot-headed bad boy, who aces all his subject...
