"Please stop bothering me. Nothing happened." Paris groaned.
"Are you seriously lying to us right now?" Yewon crossed her arms.
"I literally walked in on you guys kissing." Seungwan stated in a matter-of-factly manner.
"Oh my gosh. For the hundred millionth time. We did not kiss nor were we about to." She facepalmed.
"Okay fine... Did you want him to kiss you?" Joohyun stared at her.
Paris smiled cheekily, "Maybe I did. Maybe I didn't. You'll never know~" She teased before shutting her locker and ran away.
"Yah!"
•••
Paris gasped as the paint spilled all over her Lottie Rib Dress and dripped onto her bare legs.
"I'm so sorry!" The girl exclaimed with an apologetic look plastered on her face, knowing that she ruined a designer dress.
Paris looked down at her stained dress before looking back up with a smile, "It's okay. It was just an accident. I'll just change."
She smiled one last time before walking out of the Art Hall in a rush. She honestly didn't know what to do 'cuz she didn't bring spare clothes.
She rushed into the Ladies Room.
Grabbing a pack of wet tissues from her purse, she wiped the paint that dripped onto her long and slender legs.
After scrubbing her legs with the wet tissues, her flawless porcelain skin was finally unstained. But the problem now was her dress. The paint practically blemished it and no matter how hard she wiped, it just left a faded stain.
She grabbed her purse, exited the restroom and dashed to her locker. She rummaged through it, trying to look for spare clothes. A few moments later, she found a pair of shorts. Now all she needs was a shirt, but even after searching every corner of the locker, she found none.
Giving up, she leaned against her locker and ran a hand through her hair while the other one held the shorts, as her eyes shut in frustration.
"Maybe this will help...?"
She flinched at the voice and opened her eyes.
Jungkook stood there with what seems to be a neatly folded shirt.
"Uhmm, this is my spare shirt..." He started, "Thought it'd help you out but I have a hoodie, if you prefer that."
Paris stared at him before breaking into a smile, "I'd love to refuse but I desperately need to change right now. I think the shirt will be fine."
She's never been more thankful to Jungkook for always being there when she needed help.
Jungkook handed her the shirt, "Thank you, Jungkook." She walked passed him with a smile.
Paris stopped midway to the Restroom and slightly turned her head before talking with boldness, "I don't think you realize how easily you can make my heart flutter."
-Milkie🥛
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Magnetic Love || J.JK || by Kiwiberryyy
FanfictionParis Jane Hollister, an 18 year old girl, adored by everyone. She has never shown interest towards men nor romantic relationships until... She finally noticed him. Most Impressive Rankings: #1 develop #2 develop #3 koo #5 koo #6 kookoo #7 nochu #8...