Bodyguard (Jungkook)✅

~Chapter 9~

Jungkook POV

As she's scooped up in my arms once again, my heart increases its speed intently. My protective instinct, towards her, kicks in when I notice people staring at us weirdly. I just pull her closer to my chest and try to shield her off of the staring crowd.
Ignoring them, I carry Yura to the nurses office.
I open the door and put her down onto the bed as carefull and gentle as possible.
"Thanks" she smiles softly.
"No problem, I'm just doing my job." I smile back but an expression that I can't understand hushes in her eyes before she's back to normal again.
As I still think of what it could be, the nurse comes in.
"Why are you here?" she asks walking towards our direction.
"She hurt her belly real badly" I say pointing to Yura, laying in the bed.
"Well then, let my see young lady" the nurse sits down at the edge of the bed starting to lift up Yura's shirt a little.
"Jungkook, can you please turn around?" She asks, her voice sligthly shaky.
Why? But without asking I just turn around dumbfouded.
Is she embarresed to expose her stomach infront of me?
Confused I stand there staring at the white wall.
"How did you get such bad bruises, dear?" I hear the nurse ask worridly.
"Well, I.. fe- fell down.. the stairs" she stutters.
Why is she lying?...
When I'm allowed to look at her again, she avoids eye contact for some reason. Ignoring that for now, I pick her up again so I can carry her home.
The nurse allowed us to stay the remaining hours of the school day at home which kinda lifted my mood a little.
But the question why I needed to turn around is still stuck in my mind.
"Yura?" I ask, as we walk through the now empty hallways.
"Hmm" is the only response she gives me.
"Why did I have to turn around?" I ask, still curious.
"Please, not now, I'm tired" she sighs while shifting her head onto my shoulder, making my heart beat incredibly fast once again and a warmth going through my whole body.
"Then sleep, Princess" I whisper while admiring her soft features.
Her big brown eyes closed peacefully, her pink lips a little poursed like always.
She's so goregous.
The most goregous girl I've ever laid my eyes on.
I smile like an idiot as I continue to walk down the sidewalk...

I place her softly on her bed and make sure she's tucked in cuddly warm before closing the door behind me without a sound.
Goodnight.
Sleep tight, my little princess.
I walk over to my own room going over to my console and starting to play..

Yura's POV

What does he mean with' why did I have to turn around?'. If he would've see how my body actually looks without my clothing, trying to hide my overweight, he would be disgusted. He wouldn't think of me the same. He would be like everyone else. But I can't lose him, he's my only friend.
So I avoid his question and just try to sleep for now.
And surprisingly I doze of easily.
His protective hold around me and his smell like home makes me so at ease that it doesn't take me long to doze of to dreamland...

~The last schooldays pass without another special incident. Jungkook doesn't ever leave her side so she's always protected~

Summer breaaaak!!!!

Finally!!!

When I arrive at home I throw my backpack onto the floor and instantly start dancing my weird celebration dance. Realising that Jungkook stands at the door, smiling softly makes my cheeks flame up from embarresment.
Did I really just embarress me infront of him once again?!
I facepalm myself, earning a chuckle from Jungkook, still standing at the same exact spot.
Still just facing the floor I walk up the stairs.
"Maybe we should dance together sometime" he catches up to me still laughing at me.
"Stop teasing" I grumble, trying to hide the blush growing on my face again.
"But I could teach you" he says, but his voice is different than normal. His voice is smothly rolling the words of his tongue while his voice is deep and huskily.
Whenever he talks like that, it sends a shiver down my spine, like right now.
In process is freeze in my movement.
"You're so cute when, you're flustered Yura" he purrs, poking my cheek nonstop.
When I snap out of my weird trance, I cheekily flee into my room, my little heart racing fastly.
Why is it for him so easy to make me intensly flustered? Is it because he is important to me, so I really take to heart what he says? Yeah, that must be it...