bangtan one shots

love ⇒ jeon jungkook

love (/ləv/) noun - an intense feeling of deep affection

if your mom, or dad, or friend, or anyone that you were close to had told you that you would find the one, that you would meet the love of your life within the next few years, you would have laughed and said, "yeah, right." hell, you were like most people. you had the mindset that no one would ever love you, that you wouldn't find someone that you could confide in, that you could love. you were convinced you would be alone.

but then you came across a boy named jeon jungkook. he was in your grade. you recognized him from previous years of school, but never really thought about him, much less looked at him. he was just another student.

but then he seemed to take an interest in you, one fortunate and faithful day. you and him were young, barely starting high school. he was nervous to say the least, but he walked up to you as you were opening your locker. you were shocked, felt shy, wasn't sure of what to do or how to act. you haven't really talked to boys.

the awkwardness and shyness went both ways, which ended up strengthening your bond.

you and him clicked and instantly became close friends. you and him were inseparable.

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you hid a tiny laugh with the back of your hand, ducking your head down to hide behind the student in front of you.

jungkook next to you was laughing at you, but doing a much better job at hiding his laugh. he was staring at the board, as if he was paying attention to the teacher, but the small smile of his face told another story.

he had just roasted you. you were making fun of his corny jokes, going with the whole "your jokes are dry" scenario. and jungkook, being the young teenager he was, replied with, "you would know. your jokes are like the sahara desert." it killed you.

only, you and jungkook's playful bickering were interrupted by the teacher. "jeon jungkook and l/n y/n, do you guys want a seating chart?"

you say up, red faced, trying to hide another smile. "no, mrs. kim." jungkook replied.

it was even harder after that.

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jungkook was your other half. you and him bonded like no other. he was your rock through your hard times.

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"i'm so stupid." you mumbled.

jungkook looked at you with sad, worried eyes. you had skipped school, so naturally he walked to your house afterwards to check on you. he was surprised when he saw you crying. your face was red, eyes puffy, a look of totally hurt and devastation. his heart broke at the sight of his best friend being in so much pain.

"how could i actually like a stupid boy like him." you continued, harshly rubbing your eyes with your fists.

jungkook gently grabbed your hands. he adjusted his posture on the side of your bed so that he could face you better. he leaned forward, catching your gaze. "he's a dick." he said, a serious look on his face.

you suppressed a grin. "he fucking cheated. he said he didn't even like me in the first place. he just needed some entertainment."

"and he's an idiot for doing such a thing to you. do you want me to beat him up for you?"

you heard the joking tone of his voice, but knew fully well how serious he was.

"do you even remember your martial arts lessons?"