𝐉𝐔𝐍𝐆𝐊𝐎𝐎𝐊𝐒 𝐏𝐎𝐕 .
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i looked at my palm and knuckles, seeing them all bloody with a few cuts. i brought my back hand up and gently wiped the blood off, my now busted lip.
"fuck.." i cursed to myself. i brought out my phone, swiping to the camera and flipping it, so that it can show what my face looked like. i examined my face
as my jaw slightly dropped seeing bruises and cuts that were displayed on my cheeks, all over my face.what have i done to myself..
i mentally face palmed, as the events that occurred earlier, flashed through my head. i couldn't get my mind off of y/n. she's interested me, a lot. but with jaehyun, and his group talking about her i couldn't keep myself focused and in my own business.
it pissed me off as he proceeds slut shaming her to
his friends; those filthy animals. and what was the most shocking thing to me it was that i have never gotten into a physical fight, for a girl.i've never felt this way before.
once i made it back to campus, i quickly ran o the men's restroom. i push against the door, multiple times, but soon realized that the door was locked.
"fucks sake." i cursed out, pounding my fist against the door. "who the hell locks the restrooms, damn."
i rolled my eyes, and my hand began to throb. but i endured the pain as i turned on my heel and ran to the main entrance of the building.to my surprise the rest of the restrooms were all of
the sudden locked. i groaned having to go with the only choice i had left. going back, to my dormitory.𝐘/𝐍'𝐒 𝐏𝐎𝐕.
i sat up from my bed and stretched my arms out as
an exhausted yawn leaves my mouth.i advert my gaze to my phone, checking the time. it was getting late, and jungkook still hasn't returned yet. for some reason, thinking about him no longer angered me. i felt so worried, that he has not come back to our dorm, when i returned back, just a few hours after my leave.
should i be worried?
thinking about that last encounter with jungkook,
and that harsh event that occurred earlier, i slowly
to feel pity washing over me. i was being too harsh, and i didn't even allow him speak. i begin to regret saying such things to him, and blaming him for all
of these mishaps, without hearing his perspective.my train of thoughts were put to a pause. suddenly,
i heard the door quietly open.i hear footsteps entering further into the room, and
i notice it's jungkook, but he was turned away from me. his face was turned away from me. i upraise up from my bed, lifting a brow."jungkook," i spoke softly, "where have you been?"
he didn't respond. jungkook's back was still facing
me so i called out his name again. "jungkook, look
at me." i added.ignored.
as a couple moments pass then i hear a sigh. "y/n,
go to bed." i hear him softly reply, except his voice sounded completely tired — i didn't know what he
was up to or where he was. though i wasn't able to
see his face, i could tell that he was exhausted.
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Fanfiction"i've got everyones attention, except for yours." conceited, manipulative, egocentric, and rude. jeon jungkook; your schools heartthrob who is capable of making girls knees go weak, having them easily wrapped around his finger. but once you arrived...