To Dethrone the King | JJK ✔️

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A/N: just curious would anyone be interested if i created a spotify playlist for every book i write? i have one currently for this story, im thinking of adding one to tomorrow again too:) its what i use to help me write better! its pretty inspiring calming and chill at the same time im in love hehe <3

KANG BYEOL POV

Moments with Jungkook now feel like a fever dream. Tonight is the first time we're hanging out with all our friends together since the incident. At times I'd wonder where all the good moments went when we were still neck-to-neck with each other all the time. Now everything just feels so unreal.

A loud pop startles me out of my train of thought, drawing me to the kitchen microwave. "Hurry up bitch this movie's no good without popcorn!" Haru yells from the living room.

I huff in annoyance, taking out the piping hot bag of buttered popcorn. "You know this is my house you're raiding? I could kick you all out and watch this by myself," I growl at her. She laughs it off shoving a whole bunch into her mouth leaning back against her boyfriend. "But you won't, will you? It's not like you have anything else on tonight, Kang. Plus we're the only friends you have so enjoy your time with us." Everyone else laughs at her statement, making me want to shrivel up inside.

I take my seat on the couch, the only available spot next to Jungkook who awkwardly avoids eye contact with me. With our whole group of friends squished onto my single couch we are literally shoulder-to-shoulder. I shuffle awkwardly, stretching my legs out onto the coffee table in front.

About two minutes into the movie I realise everyone's covered under a blanket while my legs are exposed to the cold air of my living room. I'm about to get up when soft material hits my legs, realising Jungkook opened up his blanket to share with me. My cheeks heat up profusely, trying not to smile as I keep my eyes straight on the screen. In my peripheral vision I see a small smile dance on his lips playing it off coolly.

Under the blanket my hands rest on my lap relaxed, his snaking their way to mine and holding them tenderly. I begin panicking, side-glancing everyone around in hopes no one would see. In my freakout I see Haru laughing and kissing Hoseok on the other end of the couch. My eyes droop subconsciously. Will I ever be able to have the same thing?

"You okay, Kang? Your face is all red," Jimin's small face suddenly comes into vision, making me jump back from shock. "U-uh, yeah I'm f-fine..."

"Are you sure? You look like you're coming down with something," he worriedly says. He begins feeling my forehead and neck, checking for a fever. I feel nervous, knowing he was just caring for me but the sudden change in Jungkook's grip tells me something else.

"I think she said she's fine, Park," he growls lowly. I shiver at his tone, also beginning to feel my pulse magnify as he grips my hand even tighter. "Jungkook..." I whisper quietly.

As soon as he realises he's hurting me he lets go. His guilty eyes meet mine for a split second before returning green and angry towards Jimin. "Park? You only call me that when you're really mad. Is it something I did, Jungkook?" Jimin's soft innocent voice questions the maknae, who visibly comes down just hearing his tone.

Jungkook positions himself upright, hugging the armrest of the couch as he tries to create space between us. "U-uh no, just forget it sorry hyung." He backs down from the scene quickly, startling everyone else into confusion except me. A wave of guilt hits me as I see him tense up as he keeps his eyes on the screen avoiding me, his touch now gone feeling cold. I sigh, knowing he's probably going to bring this up later.

But then again, he's still with that Chohee bitch and lets her touch him all she wants, so this really wasn't bad at all. Almost as if I felt her eyes on me, I turn my gaze to Haru who immediately turns away caught. I don't want to feel anymore out of place by the tension radiating from Jungkook and make up some excuse to go grab a drink.

I grab a beer from the fridge immediately popping it open and chugging it. Familiar footsteps approach behind me making me curse under my breath. "H-hey, Jeon..."

"What the fuck was that?" He crosses his arms as he looks mad at me. It could be the beer talking but I swear his arms are really... built.

"He was just checking on me, as a friend should," I emphasize.

"You let him touch you," he comes closer to me now. I glare at him now. The audacity...

"Don't forget you're still with Chohee, Jeon. You wanna play possessive?" I move next to his ear, whispering. "At least make sure you can outdo me. And when I say I don't like sharing, I really. don't."

I feel him shiver next to me. I release him, smiling devilishly as I move to the living room. I almost wanted to laugh when I heard a quiet "damn" behind me. A knock on the door startles everyone, making me count heads. We already have everyone here, who else could it be at this hour?

"Of course it's you," I roll my eyes. She pushes past me not even sparing a glance. "Hi everyone! I came here looking for my Kookie."

"Hi?" Haru attempts to smile welcomingly but only manages to question her sudden appearance. They look back and forth from Jeon and Chohee awkwardly. She runs up to him in a flash, wrapping her skinny arms around him and kissing him on the cheek. "What are you doing here Cho I told you I'm having a night with friends," Jungkook speaks between gritted teeth.

"I just wanted to see my boyfriend and spend the night with you. Don't worry I can wait until this is over," she pouts. I know that pout as a girl. It's what those pretty girls used to constantly do that they think guys find attractive. And unfortunately it seems like it actually works for her. My gaze drifts to Namjoon coincidentally, both of us sharing the exact same look and thought.

"Actually since you are all here I have something to share with you guys," Chohee tucks her hair behind her ear as she perches herself on Jungkook's shoulder. I fold my arms and stare elsewhere knowing she wants to gain a reaction from me.

"What is it?" Haru asks curiously. It's only in this moment that I realise Haru is probably the nicest in our whole group to accept Chohee in, only because Hoseok has been such a good influence on her.

Chohee looks down sheepishly before flashing her perfect teeth at us grinning innocently.

"My daddy's hotel is celebrating their 60th founder's day soon, and I managed to get a few rooms for you guys for a quick staycation."