This one i don't even know how i got. Ive given up by now.
It was me and jungkook sat in the same god damn class room, cleaning up the same god damn classroom, in the same good damn awkward silence.
"I feel like you need a change... this whole bad girl good girl thing isnt working for me" jungkook spoke.
"Who are you to judge me" i snapped ignoring what he said.
While i was finishing putting all the textbooks in order, mr lee entered the classroom.
His presence ripped me from my fixated gaze towards his ugly face.
"As the two of you seem to be in here every. Single. Dayhere are the keys to the cupboard over there. I need this all organised- there is a small ladder inside to reach the top shelves. Dont fall off it, otherwise you will die and im not cleaning up your dead body." He said slyly throwing the keys at Jungkook who caught them swiftly.
Mr lee quickly walked out the classroom leaving the two of us alone.
Jungkook walked over the the door and unlocked it. The door swung open on its squeaky hinges. It was just a small room dimly lit with a simple lightbulb.
Inside held alot of old textbooks and papers all piled on the side.
I followed Jungkook in, admiring the rows upon rows of old items.
"Why does he even keep this stuff?" Jungkook questioned carelessly picking up something off the side.
I huddled down slightly to sneeze into my hands. "Dusty" i quoted as particles of dust flew up into the air.
I stood on my tiptoes to grab something from the top shelf, Jungkook occupied somewhere else.
Realising i couldn't grab anything, i steadied myself and climbed onto the shelf, my feet gripping only slightly on the bottom shelf. I stretched so far up, i didn't realise i was stood on a thin book. The book slipped from underneath me, leaving me to free fall from my position.
My breath was taken away as i fell onto something hard.
Jungkook had luckily caught me from my fall. One of his large strong hands held my stomach, the other had ended up on my butt. Somehow it had managed to make its way under my skirt.
On my bare bottom.
My heart skipped a beat at the provocative motion.
"Ugh J..Jungkook, y..you can let go of me now" i stuttered. His chest rose a fell as it was pressed against my back.
He slowly put me down and cleared his throat. I turned around to him a bowed my head
"Thank you" i said.
"I didnt realise you would fall so quickly for me" he laughed awkwardly scratching the back of his neck.
I ignored him and simply looked at his face in the dark light. He smiled.
"What are you looking at" he asked lowly.
"You" i simply replied. "How did you get that?" I questioned looking at his cheek. His fingers flew up to the small scar lining his cheekbone.
"My brother and i were fighting over a computer" he quoted remembering the memory.
"You have a brother?"
"Mmm Jeon Jung-hyun" he nodded.
"Thats...nice" i stated noticing the awkward atmosphere.
"Anyway- what do you want to do in this closet?" I asked.
I bit my lip as i thought about the question.
"I can think of a lot of things we could do in the closet" he winked. I could tell he was trying to intimidate me.
"I dont get intimidated easily jungkook" i stated crossing my arms.
Without thinking he quickly turned me round and smashed my back against the wall. My wrists weRe being held above my head by one of his hand- the other on my back.
"Do you still not feel intimidated?" He whispered into my neck.
I released a shaky breath. "No" i stumbled.
He laughed. His breath moved up to my ear. He lightly bit onto my lobe.
"Still?" He hummed into the skin.
"Knock it off jungkook" i said quickly before i got to flustered.
"I win" he replied pulling his body off of mine.
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