bangtan one shots

a shoulder to cry on ⇒ jeon jungkook

"and... jeon jungkook and l/n y/n." the teacher finished.

you groaned loudly, causing the teacher to cast you a glare.

you stood up. "can i join another group, mrs? please."

"no, y/n," she spoke sternly. "you guys never get anything done when i let you choose your groups."

you sighed and leaned over your desk, resting your forehead against the cool surface of it. it was bad enough that you were getting assigned this ridiculous research project for your history class, but being assigned to work with jeon jungkook, that just made everything worse.

you heard the very student that you despised from the back of the classroom. he was most likely feeling the same level of dread that you were feeling. you felt yourself tuning out the rest of your classmates, only because of how loud jungkook was while talking with his friends. "why does it have to be her? and why did the teacher put you two together after complaining that we never get anything done when we work together?"

you heard one of them laugh. "i don't know."

"don't laugh! i'm literally suffering right now and we haven't even begun."

you rolled your eyes as you sat up straighter. you rested your chin on your fist, your lips forming a pout. you stared off into space, drowning out the chatter of students, until the teacher spoke once more, "you guys may begin on your projects. today will be your only work day. the rest must be done outside of school. sorry for the inconvenience, class, it's just that we have a lot to cover before winter break. i'll pass out the requirements now. don't forget to tell me what your guys' topic is. no repeats."

you sighed again. you turned to look around the classroom, finding students already standing up and moving desks around, greeting and conversing with their partners. everyone seemed generally happy with who they were assigned with, everyone except for you and jungkook.

you were already stressed as it was. you had a lot to do because of school, but also, your mental has hasn't been all that good. because of that, you haven't felt the strength or motivation to get anything done. you've only been able to produce results that you felt were very poor, but luckily for you, the teachers haven't noticed that lack of effort you've been putting into your schoolwork.

after the teacher passed out the worksheet that had a rubric as well as the requirements for this project on it, you turned around to see jungkook stand up from his desk all the way in the back corner. he was visibly disappointed, and his friends, taehyung and jimin, were laughing behind his back, happy that they weren't in his predicament.

you watched jungkook maneuver around the clumps of messily-formed groups before going over to your desk. there was an empty desk in front of yours, so he walked over to it. but instead of sitting in it like a normal person, he sat down in it reversed, his legs straddling the chair so that he could face you. he sighed, "so, partner, what do you have in mind?"

you glared at him. "look, if we're going to be working together for the next two weeks, let's at least pretend that we don't despise each other." you suggested.

jungkook stared into your eyes. they were half-lidded, and with his head resting on his hand, you could tell that this was literally the last thing he ever wanted to do. and you didn't blame him, you felt it too. but he didn't have to look so bored and uninterested. it was only making you angrier. if you ended up being the only one that put in work and effort into this history project, you would not hesitate removing his name off of the presentation and taking all the credit to yourself.

"fine." jungkook replied, after some evident contemplation. "so, your idea."

you sighed, sinking back into your chair. "i don't know."