HIGHSCHOOL AU
Kang Byeol gets a new obnoxious neighbour who thinks way too highly of himself. Unable to stand being in almost the same living space as him, she set herself on one mission: to dethrone the king.
warning: some swearing and other mature...
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warning: suggestive content ahead
It's definitely gonna be awkward running into Chohee or her father, neither does it feel right staying, so we all decided it was best to leave the hotel.
...tomorrow morning.
This may have been the worst trip of our lives, but this luxurious free stay isn't going to come by again anytime soon.
I brought Jungkook back to my hotel room to calm down, Haru leaving with Hoseok to god knows where.
"Jungkook?" I call him softly.
He showed no sign of response, sitting still at the edge of the bed, tired eyes never leaving the wall in front of him.
"Jungkook?" I repeat, moving closer to him this time. He blinks for a moment snapping out of his trance. The corners of his mouth attempt to lift up but are simply too heavy in this moment. "Sorry, did you say something?"
"Pee pee poo poo."
My attempt to make him smile fails miserably, only watching a red glow begin to paint his cheeks as he stares blankly at me. "Huh?"
I shake my head in embarrassment. "I-it's nothing... I just wanted to ask what your thinking about. I know you're not okay, just talk to me?"
He sighs, ruffling his hair up. "I don't know how to feel. I've been waiting so long for this to happen, I forget how bad her past relationships were. I hated her for the longest time because she was the source of my burdens. Am I a horrible person for thinking this way, Byeol?"
The light in his eyes dim as the tears pooling behind them glisten. I feel hurt just watching him hurt. "How can you even think that of yourself, Jungkook? Yes, she may have had it bad in her past relationships but that doesn't give her the right to take it out on you. You never asked for the responsibility of it, neither did she ask for it to happen. It's really no one's fault so don't blame yourself or think you're horrible for wanting to be selfish."
To my surprise, a small chuckle escapes his lips. I look at him in confusion, but a small smile making its way onto my face. "I guess this explains all the times I've been selfish towards you, Kang Byeol."
Memories of his possessiveness, acting out on his own. It's crazy how different I look back on those times now understanding what he went through.
My smile flickers as a tiny drop of fear crawls into me. "Jungkook, do you still..."
He looks at me expectantly, eyes falling again. "Do you think you still have some feelings for her?"
I feel wrongfully selfish for asking that immediately. The guy just went through a tough break, for fucks sake.
He grabs my hand, laying it out on his large palm playing with my fingers. "I don't, but if anything I'm still concerned for her as a human being. You're all I want, Kang Byeol. Not a single girl could ever compare to you."
I nod silently in response, trying to hide my pink cheeks from him. "I'm sorry for asking that. God, that was not good timing forget I ever said anything okay? I was being stu—"
In a quick move he swoops me up and places me on the dresser, trapping me with his legs. I yelp in response, holding onto his torso for support. "You think too much, Kang Byeol," he whispers into my lips.
His mouth moves against mine desperate, that's where I feel it. The relief, the lust rushing into him. He's feeling the effects of his freedom, making me taste it against my tongue. In this moment he smiles against my lips in final happiness and I do the same.
"I love you."
Everything around me stops, the world seeming to stop spinning. I look up into his beautiful brown eyes feeling my heart beat out of my chest. I wish I could stay in this moment forever, watching the way he looks at me as if I'm everything. As if I'm someone who's worth it.
"I love you, Byeol," he rests his forehead against mine, breathing heavily. "I've never said this to anyone before, but fuck does it feel right to say it to you."
My eyes never leave his as he takes my breath away more each time he speaks. What did I do to deserve someone so pure at heart?
"I... I love you too, Jungkook."
His bunny smile returns, this time filling his whole face up. His hand begins to travel up my thigh now, my cheeks colouring in as I try not to think of sinful things. "Well, now that you're finally mine..." His breath tickles my ear.
"Let me show you just how much I do love you, Byeol. "
Although a statement his eyes question me silently, secretly asking if I'm okay with this. "Treat me like royalty, king," I smile against his skin, nibbling at his neck teasing him.
His hands begin roaming my body, small moans emanating from my mouth. I bury my face into his neck, embarrassed at how dishevelled I must look. His hand grabs mine immediately, forcing my eyes to meet his darkened orbs. "Don't hide away from me. As I can't stop telling you, you're absolutely beautiful," he rubs his thumb against the back of my hand tenderly.
My face deepens a shade of red, but before we can go any further an incessant buzzing disrupts the tense atmosphere. Jungkook tilts his head up in frustration, groaning as he steps back from me giving me space to catch my breath. "Every fucking time," he grumbles under his breath.
With flushed skin and tussled hair he picks his phone up, tongue poking out of his cheek and neck veins visible. I want to look away but I can't, pissed off Jungkook is such a sight to see.
His hot aura has disappeared, now staring blankly at his phone. "W-what is it?" I ask, ashamed my voice came out so hoarse. I thought he'd make fun of how I sound, but begins picking up his hoodie I now realised was tossed to the other side of the room. "We need to go," he says emotionlessly. I scrunch my nose at him. "Why?"
