After what feels like ages, you're finally done. Anyhow it doesn't prove to be very much of a success, as little white flakes of the paper towel cover the wet spot.
You push the bathroom door open to make your way out, only to be met with Jungkook sitting down at the edge of the bed in the dimly lit bedroom, with his back towards you.
Not wanting to face him and that attitude of his, you fasten your pace and walk towards the door. But he grabs your wrist, making you stop on your tracks.
"What do you want?" You snap.
He looks at you, but doesn't say a word, the expression on his face seemingly neutral.What is he even doing here? Can't he just mind his own business and leave me alone? You bite your tongue, trying to keep your rude comments to yourself.
"Where's Taehyung?" You ask him again.
"I don't know," he replies, "What's wrong with your dress?""Look whose trying to act all concerned now," you mumble to yourself.
"What was that?"
"Nothing, nothing" you shriek as you try to free your hand from his grip."Let me see that," he commands as he pulls you towards him and makes you sit down next to him.
Feeling uneasy, you immediately stand up, which causes him to mirror your actions. You try to back away from him, but he steps even closer as the space between you lessens and your back hits the wall.
"I'm asking you for the last time Jeon, what do you want?" You caution. You were beyond annoyed and he just has to come in and make things even worse.
"You!" he replies with the corners of his mouth slightly lifting.
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My Bestfriend's Roommate [Jungkook × Reader]
Fanfiction"I'm asking you for the last time Jeon, what the hell do you want?" You caution. "You, Y/N. I want you," he whispers in your ear.