Heart Throb// Jikook Playboy-ish

Co-Workers

      "He just knows how to get to me." I deeply sighed. She chuckled.
     "Im not surprised. Stay as far away from him as you can." Ae Joon held my hands. She smiled.
      "I can already tell what type of person he is." I stood up.

   "Let's get to work then." She held onto me.

       A few hrs had passed. My shift was finally ending and I had managed to find a ride home.
   "You ready?" Yoongi walked in front of me.
"Yeah." I sighed waving at Ae Joon she cheekily smiled back.

    As soon as I walked outside I spotted him. In a different car making out with some girl. Hmm? She wasn't the same one I saw last time.

     I felt something. Almost like I was upset.
His eyes flashed in my direction almost knocking every bit of breath out of me.

     "I know you're tired, let's get you home." Yoongi's voice startled me. I turned towards him.
   "You're right." We continued walking towards the car.

    "He's mine." I heard a voice. Feeling intimidated I stepped behind Yoongi. I already knew who it was.
    Yoongi yawned. "Listen punk, I'm tired so let's call it even."

   "Just go back where you came from. What's your problem anyways?" Yoongi tilted his head.

   Jungkook didn't even acknowledge Yoongi. He glared at me as if I did something wrong. Red lip stick was smeared across his mouth.

    Jungkook stepped closer. I quickly stepped in front of Yoongi. I turned to face him.
    "I know him so, you can leave without me." I reassured him.
   "I'll leave when you're safe." He yawned again.
"Thanks Yoongi, I'll take it from here." I hugged him before walking off.

   He stiffly hugged back. "Call me when you're home." He called out. I smiled and nodded.
   I looked at the passenger seat.
The woman looked proud to be sitting there. I grinned as I jumped into the back seat.
How sad.