BloodBath J.JK

3. Oh boy

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Edited by: oonaheyy

Y/N POV

He made me face him, his hands gripping my waist tightly, his warm fingers were on the bare part of my skin, as my shirt managed to get lifted to the whole situation before when he trapped me. I was so shocked, as I gazed up at his anger-filled eyes, and just then, he moved his hands down...

...down to my tummy. I was confused until I started squirming in his hands, due to his fingers poking me continuously all over my stomach. I laughed and laughed, to the point of tears as he had that devilish, yet handsome grin, plastered onto that obnoxiously handsome face.

"S-stop!" I squeal out while trying my best to pull back. Like in every situation, the blood rushes up to my cheeks and ears making them dark red, which is so embarrassing for me. I choked over my own little giggles, making the man scrunch up his nose.

"Never!" He laughed devilishly as he was enjoying this too much. He made me want to smack that devilish smirk off of his face.

The tickles were endless until I brought my knee up while I was trying to get away from him. When I raised my knee, I didn't expect a groan to leave his lips. The groan was a painful one like his soul left his body. His hands left my body as he cupped a certain area of his body, which happened to be... his crotch. Oops?

He dropped down to his knees, his eyes clenched as he cries out while curling up onto the floor. I covered my mouth as I gasped looking at the male.

"I'm so sorry!" I blurted out but all I got in return was a groan. I didn't mean to knee him in the dick!

"M-my.. my dick.." I heard him say out barely as a whisper when he clutched onto his pants trying to ease the pain in any way possible.

I stumbled to the medicine aisle taking a minute to find anything to help him as the brown-haired male rolls around in pain. Grabbing bandaids and an instant hot pack, I made my way back and sat down on the floor beside him holding his leg down so he'd stop rolling around like a dog.

I bent the little hot pack until I heard a small little pop, indicting its heating, then I handed him the hot pack as he clutched onto it putting it onto his... junk...

Taking the bandages I peeled the paperback by its flaps, then taking off the little prices of paper on the sticky part of the bandaid. I placed the bandaid on the belt of his pants because I mean, my mom did it when I got an ouchie?

"There.. all better.." I smile satisfied but, the only thing I got in return was a mouth full of cursing the male who was still in pain, pressing a small hot pack against his clothed crotch.

'Rude.' Was the word that came across my mind.

I pouted as my eyebrows furrowed, why is he looking at me like it's my fault? He was tickling me I thought. Huffing I  turned my head away from the angry male.

Sometimes I really think this man only had two moods, being obnoxiously rude, or being angry. It wasn't a really good first impression, but since he's good looking I'll let him pass, and well because he's probably my only chance at survival.

After a solid 10 minutes, the man who was once groaning in pain sat up and looked at me, I felt his eyes scan me. What I didn't know was he was examining my features, thinking I was indeed beautiful, but then he realized I'm way too young for him.

I then looked over at the idiot as I tilted my head to the side confused on why he's staring, until a bratty smirk made its way onto my face. "Am I really that stunning that you'd have to stare?"