party sex 🍸 ° i.jb

s e v e n t e e n

the next day, you avoided jaebum at all costs. when you were at your locker in the morning, he tried approaching you, but you just slammed the locker in his face and blended in with the crowd of bustling students.

you were still upset, and didn't know how to handle the situation. he was confusing you. he broke up with you, and wants to talk to you? who the fuck does he think he is?

during 6th period, irene approached you.

"okay, i think something is going on with you and lover boy jaebum, hon," she said, joking around but had a look of concern in her eyes.

you just merely shrugged. "he broke up with me. seems like i have a habit of getting guys to break up with me." you wiped away the surfacing tears, banishing the thoughts of eunwoo that resurfaced.

irene sighed.

"he's a delusional ass who has goddamn trust issues and can't keep his temper together!" you were rambling on about all the bad qualities of jaebum.

"trust me, i know, y/n. hell, i used to date him!" irene responded, crossing her arms. "do i need to destroy his pretty face?"

you immediately shook your head. "i still fucking love him. i hate this, i hate myself for still loving him despite how he's a huge dick."

"oh, i could go on about his dick, sweetie," irene said, which, despite you being in a grumpy mood, still cracked you up. irene always knew how to make you laugh.

the bell rang, signaling the end of class, and the end of the day. to your surprise, you saw jaebum waiting outside your classroom door, causally leaning against the door frame. the two of you made eye contact, but you immediately looked away.

you looked around for irene, but she wasn't in the classroom. looks like she already left. that bitch.

grabbing your stuff, you slowly made your way to the door, and then speed walked past him. suddenly, you felt a grip on your wrist. you recognized the big, warm hand that gripped you. you shook him off, and walked away, using the crowd once again to get away.

jaebums pov

sighing, he watched you go. you looked so beautiful today, with your hair down and lightly curled, framing your heart shaped face perfectly. the light pink sweater you had on fit your frame well, along with your jeans, which hugged every curve just right.

fuck, i miss fucking her, he thought. he glanced down, and frowned. a boner already? this was the affect you had on him, and he didn't want to lose you. not because of goddamn youngjae.

he quickly rushed to his car, and handled his little situation, imagining you were the one doing. it didn't help his cause.