He cracks his fingers and leans back in his chair, his black bangs falling over his pretty complexion. You don't know a lot about him, but you sure know he's pretty.
You awkwardly stand next to him until he notices you can't sit, then he pulls out a stool from underneath his desk and slides it next to him. He pats on it. Like a kid.
You try to suppress your smile as you slide onto the stool, while he puts aside his drawing supplies.
Its completely silent, apart from the sounds of paper and books that are being placed on the desk by your unreadable homework-buddy. Every move he makes is calculated and elegant. There's something hypnotizing in the way his muscles move.
No. Stop it. Yes, he's very handsome. No, you cannot drool over him.
You also take you stuff out of your bag and set it on the desk in front of you.
So now what.
You usually have quite the attitude and sass to make up for your social incompetence, but there's something about Jungkook that makes you want to shut up. No one else does that. Huh.
Why am I not a chatterbox when I need to be? Get it together Y/n. Otherwise these three weeks are gonna be hell.
Then it hits you. Three weeks. Everyday.
You can't take the silence anymore and blurt out the first thing in your head.
"Your drawings are really good. Like actually very well made."
His doe eyes look up at you for the first time. His dark brows are knit in a frown. Then he looks at you funny, and then he bursts out laughing.
What the heck. Mystery stoic boy laughs. And it's cute. What is even life anymore. I swear to god this I why I have trust issues.
You look at him questioning until he finishes his laughing fit.
"Oh ma gawd I am so sorry," He desperately tries to hold it together, hands clutched on his knees. "You just looked like you were going to explode while saying that."
Excuse me?
The boy chuckles slyly. "It's just, you always act so socially natural in school, but now you're like a fish out of water."
Your eyes widen and your cheeks flush red.
He freaking noticed. Of course he freaking noticed. Okay, don't panic Y/n. Play it cool.
You clear your throat and raise a brow. "Same could be said about you, Jungkook. At school you're barely noticeable, and now you're acting all cheeky? I bet it's Jin's influence."
You see his freaking soul leave his body at the names You knew he would react if you mentioned one of his brothers. You picked the oldest one to frick with him.
"What did he tell you." He says. It's not a question.
You shrug. "Oh, you know, just embarrassing stuff you did as a child."
He squints his chocolate eyes. "You're bluffing."
You shrug again. "I could be. Or not."
The boy pouts and then shakes his head. "I guess it's inevitable if you'll be coming here for three weeks."
"Don't remind me," You sigh, leaning back in the chair and looking out the window behind his desk. The view is beautiful. "Your brothers seem nice, tho."
He shrugs. "They are."
Silence again. Not uncomfortable silence, just two teens lacking of social skills and conversation topics.
You begin to scan through planner, marking everything you guys need to do. It's no wonder your teacher gave you three weeks and a partner to make it with.
"What are you gonna do after Highschool?" You ask absently while writing down a to-do list.
He grunts. "Art school. If I can make it."
You take a quick glance around his walls, filled up with his creativity. You snort and shake your head.
You've got nothing to worry about.
You, on the other hand, still have a long way to go. You still aren't very good with details, and you suck at landscaping. Realistic portraits too. You're good at coloring, composition and design. But that's not near enough.
"And you?" He says absently in a smoky voice, obviously very concentrated.
"Art school," You giggle, you can't help it.
He smirks. Smirks. You didn't think he capable of doing that, but now that you've seen it it's like he's unlocked his hidden power.
"I figured," he smirks, stretching his arm to grab a pen from across the desk.
You want to shake off the uneasy feeling he's giving you, but you get interrupted by his bedroom door swinging open.
Two - once again unbelievably gorgeous - guys stumble into the bedroom, much to Jungkooks disapproval.
"No! Hyungs," He pouts and throws his arms in the air. "I told you guys I'd be working on a project today, I don't have time to hang with you."
His brothers ignore his plead and practically throw themselves around his neck.
One of them, the shorter one, is rocking pastel-orange hair, and takes his time examining you.
"No way..." He exclaims. "Jungkook finally got a girlfriend~"
Both Jungkook and your eyes widen in shock. "Wh-..." is the only sound you can bring out.
Jungkook throws his hands in the air again. "It's not like that!" He tries to convince his brothers, but to no avail. "She's just a classmate."
"Uhuh~" the other one cooes, arms crossed and a pleased smirk on his face. Damn he's beautiful. Oh heck they're all beautiful.
You slowly close your mouth, which was open in shock the whole time. "I'm Y/n," You smile awkwardly, and the older brothers aww in unison.
"I'm Jimin, and that's Taehyung." The orange haired one says as they let go of Jungkook to exit the bedroom. Before they close the door, Taehyung sends you a boxy smile. "Bye bye Jungkooks-girlfriend!"
The calling gives you a giggle fit. Jungkook grits his teeth and facepalms hard. "I'm so sorry... about all of them."
You wave his apology away. "Its fine, I know how siblings are."
Then the two of you resume your work, but you swear Jungkook is blushing underneath that mysterious mask of his.
YOU ARE READING
Project | jk ff
Fanfiction"That's another thing about Jungkook that you don't like. You can't read him, and he's got mad drawing skills. He's the only competition in art class that you have, and he's good." A story in which you have to do a school project with Jeon Jungkook...
