"you owe me a kiss." He whispered.
(Book contains mature themes) 18+
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Meet Jeon Jungkook. Also known as, the school's bully.
And the bully has to have their victim, right?
Well, You guessed it. It's me. Since the day I first stepp...
"I'm not leaving until your mum comes back." I said making him lean off the door frame. "You're not leaving?" He repeated with a raised brow.
What?
My brows furrowed when he began walking up to me. "Why were you and Namjoon talking?" He asked, changing the topic.
"Why do you care?" I asked looking up at him. My eyes flickered down to his jaw when he tightened it. "I don't. I just don't want him falling for a lowlife." He scoffed.
"A lowlife?" I repeated.
"T..the only lowlife here is you!" I exclaimed.
I clenched my fist when a smirk appeared on his lips. "Oh yeah, how?" He said, stepping closer to me.
"Because you....y-"
He suddenly pushed my shoulder causing me to stumble back. I stopped when my back hit the wall behind me.
"Because I'm a what, Mei?" He mumbled. He leaned both his hands above my head so I was trapped. I looked up at him when he chuckled.
"Do you know what I love?" He asked glancing down at me. Our faces were only inches away.
"The way I can make you stutter." He smirked.
I suddenly shoved him back by the chest.
"You-" I began but was cut off by the door bell. His mum was back already? I quickly walked past him and made my way to the front door. My smile immediately dropped when it wasn't his mum. Instead, it was that girl I saw hug jungkook in the parking lot.
As soon as I opened the door she looked me up and down with a disgusted look on her face.
"Yes?" I asked her. She raised her eyebrow at me. "Don't yes me. I'm here for my boyfriend." She said dragging the words boy and friend. When I didn't move she rolled her eyes and pushed past me.
"Bayybbbyyy" she sang as she walked into the living room. "Can you be quiet, please. He is sleeping." I said pointing to suho. I walked over to him when I saw him move around.
"What is she doing here?" She questioned. I fought the urge to ask her the same thing. "Leave her." He said and grabbed her arm. I watched as he pulled her out the living room.
I finally rolled my eyes and looked down at suho. He looked so adorable whilst sleeping. My baby better be this cute.
I was about to pull out my phone when suho suddenly woke up. As I was about to pick him up, his lips pouted and before I could stop him, he bursted out in tears. My eyes widened and I quickly took him into my arms.
"Hey, hey.. It's okay.. Shhh." I cooed while rubbing the back of his head. With him still in my arms, I stood up and walked to the bottom of the stairs.
I paused when I heard something I wish I hadn't. W..were they having sex up there? Oh lord. With us in the house!?.
My eyes widened when I heard her moan out his name. Oh, the secondhand embarrassment. A smirk stretched on my lips when I got an idea.
"Jungkook!" I yelled from the bottom of the stairs.
They suddenly went quiet. I looked up when I heard his door open. "What?" He said from the top of the stairs. He was shirtless and his joggers hung low on his waist. Ugh, fuckboy.
"Where is suho's milk bottle?" I asked him.
He let out a sigh and ran down the stairs. He glared down at me before walking into the kitchen. Seconds later, he came out with suho's bottle and placed it in my hand.
"Thanks." I mumbled.
I couldn't help but look down at the hickey on his chest. I cleared my throat and walked back into the living room.
I placed suho on the couch and placed the bottle against his lips. "Wanna teach him a lesson?" I asked looking down at him.
"Jungkook!" I yelled again. My brows furrowed when he didn't respond. I stood up and walked to the stairs.
"Jungkook!" I exclaimed.
I quickly peaked my head through the door to check if suho was alright. Just as I was about to stand up straight, jungkook grabbed my waist and pulled me towards him.
"Whatever you're trying, stop it." He growled.
I placed my hands on his chest and tried moving him but he just wouldn't move. "You smell like sex!" I said in disgust. I felt his grip tighten on my waist.
"Let g-"
My eyes darted to the door when I heard it ring. This time it was his mum. ~•~•~
"Namjoon asked you out and you said no because of me!" Ae-ri exclaimed as we walked through aisle of party dresses. "Can you be quiet! And I didn't reject him AND he didn't ask me out." I said as I pulled out a cute blouse.
It was suddenly ripped out of my hands. "You're not wearing that, and yes he so did ask you out." She bragged.
I let out a sigh. "Well, it doesn't matter. What does matter is that we've been in the same shop for the past hour and we've bought nothing." I said as I sat down on one of the stools.
"How about this?" She said as she pulled out a dress.
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"You like?" She asked waving it in my face. I studied it before nodding. She wasn't wrong, it was a cute dress. "K, we're buying." She said and grabbed my arm. ~ After paying for our dresses, we had some food and now we were going home. "I hate shopping." I mumbled as I rested my head against the head rest. "Don't complain. Your dress is cute a. f"
She let out a sigh. 'We're going to look so hot tomorrow." She smiled. "You're not getting drunk are you?" I asked looking over at her.
She gave me a sly smile. "One drink won't hurt." She pouted.
I've never actually been to a party. Ae-ri, on the other hand was the opposite of me. She's had past boyfriends, been to parties and isn't a virgin. I guess, it was my fault. I needed to be more open.
