Admired From Afar... |•JJK•|

• Chapter thirteen •

Too high for me to reach? Pff, I'll show them. I don't need jungkook. I will reach for it myself. I shut the door behind me to save myself more time to get to the storage room. I began speed walking when I heard jungkook open the door.

Once I got to the storage room, I quickly began searching for the box of paints. Namjoon said it was somewhere high. I raised my head and began looking at the top shelves. My eyes widened when I saw a black box labelled paints.

I pulled a heavy looking box and placed it in front of me. I positioned my hand on the shelf and hoisted my self up on the box. Just as I was about to grab the paint box, jungkook grabbed it and lifted it off the shelf. I put my hands down and looked down at him with furrowed brows.

"You'll fall." He said with a blank look. "Good." I mumbled and stepped of the box.

"Give." I said and extended my arms out.

"Im good, thanks." He replied in a monotonous tone.

"I don't care if yo-"

I flinched when he suddenly dropped the box and cornered me against the shelf.

"Don't talk back to me." He warned in a low tone. His hands rested on the shelf behind me keeping me trapped.

"M..move." I said looking down at his chest.

"Or what?" He said moving closer to me. I pushed my back more against the shelf, keeping as much distance as I could.

"Weren't you and Namjoon a little too close for being just friends?" He asked, dragging the word friend. I looked up at him with furrowed brows. I stayed silent.

"Tell me, does he know about our kiss?" His eyes flickered down to my lips. When I didn't reply, a smirk appeared on his lips.

"Maybe show him this and he'll know you belong to someone else." He mumbled as he pulled down my collar.

I pushed his hand away. "I don't belong to anyone." I snapped.

I shoved him back and quickly slipped past him. What was his problem?

I walked over to the box he threw and bent down to pick it up.

"Nice underwear." He murmured, from behind.

My eyes widened and I quickly stood up straight. I felt blood rush to my cheeks as I heated up in embarrassment. "Perv." I whispered. I held the box to my chest and left as fast as I could.
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At home:

"Don't think I didn't see you sneak that boy into your room last night." Chubby said from behind me. My eyes widened and I turned around.

"Y..your eyes were-"

"Closed?" He said cutting me off. "Yes, they were, but my ears weren't." He said and squinted his eyes.

"Chubbbyyy..." I dragged. "Please don't tell mum. Please don't tell dad." I begged. I watched as he rubbed his chin and pretended to think about it.

I swear to God, this kid.

"Fine, I won't." He said making me sigh in relief. "But he's coming over again" he said making me pause. "What?" I asked him.

"Mum invited the Jeon family to dinner. You know, mum's old friend." He explained. I literally wanted to tear my hair out at this point. I couldn't believe my mum! Well, it wasn't her fault. She didn't know her son had been bullying me for he past three years and that he was a dic-

"Mei! You zoned out again!" Soobin said bringing me back. "Oh, sorry. When are they coming?" I asked him. He shrugged his shoulders and told me to ask mum.
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I asked my mum and she told me the devil will be here in three hours. I added the devil part, of course. I didn't care about what I wore so I just threw on a black dress. It wasn't that short but it wasn't long either. It reached my mid thigh.

I creamed my face and was about to start my makeup when i was interrupted, "Getting dolled up?" Soobin asked peaking through my door. I raised my brow at him.

"Soobin if you don't-" I raised my makeup brush and was about to throw at him when he quickly shut my door. I sighed and placed my brush down.

Dolled up? Was I? I rolled my eyes. It's jungkook we're talking about. All these years he's insulted me and made comments about my appearance. So, why would I dress to impress him!?

I heard my door open again, and turned around expecting to see soobin but it was dad. "Your mum wants you downstairs." He told me before leaving. I nodded and followed him out. Just as I was about to pass the front door, the doorbell rang. I froze.

"Oh, they're early! Mei, get the door!" My mum yelled from the kitchen. Why did I have to be in front of the door!

I slowly turned to the door and opened it. A smile immediately appeared on my lips when I saw suho in his mum's hand.

"Hello, suho." I cooed. He grabbed my finger and I played with his hand. "Come in, Mrs jeon!" I welcomed her. She smiled and took her shoes off. "Call me zaya ."

I nodded and smiled. I took suho in my hands and closed the door. My brows furrowed when I realised jungkook wasn't here.

"Zaya, where is that handsome son of yours." My mum asked as they sat in the living room.

Handsome my foot!

"I'm sorry, he had basketball practice, but I asked him to try finish early." She explained. My mum nodded. "No worries." She replied. They began their own conversations while I sat down with suho. He was so adorable, I couldn't take my eye off of him.
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About an hour passed and suho eventually fell asleep in my arms, but he was now sleeping beside me on the couch. My dad came out of his study so all three of them were catching up.

If I were being honest, I was completely bored. Thanks to suho he kept me occupied for almost an hour but what was I supposed to do now?

"Mei." Zaya called making me look up at her.

"Don't you have any classes with jungkook?" She asked. No! Not the questions! I rather sit here in silence and daydream.

"Oh, uhh.. I do. Yes. Quite a few actually." I told her. She smiled and nodded. "That's good. I'm happy he has friends. He had trouble be-"

Before she could finish the door bell rang. But what was she going to say?. He had trouble making....friends? Trouble in what!?.

"I'll get it." I announced and stood up. They continued their conversations and I made my way to the door. I opened it and my smile instantly dropped. Of course it was him.

I watched as jungkook ran his hand through his soft hair as he looked down at me. He wore a plain black shirt with the top two buttons left open and black jeans. He walked past me, completely ignoring me and took his shoes off. I was hit by his strong Cologne as he brushed past me.

"Jungkook!" Zaya exclaimed as he walked over to them. He gave them a bow and sat down on the couch opposite to where I was sitting. I shut the door and made my way back to sleeping suho.

I looked up at jungkook who was staring at my legs. I furrowed my brows and crossed them causing him to look up at me. Oh God, not that look. The way he looked at me made my heart do backflips. I wished it happened when Namjoon looked at me...instead my heart beats for this dumb-

wait, did I just say...

I suddenly stood up. "Sorry, I need to go to the toilet." I bowed before speed walking to the bathroom. Why was my heart beating so fast!? What the fuck was wrong with me!? I need to get my shit together.

You're not falling for him just because he was your first kiss, right!?.
I locked the door and sat on the toilet seat. I was just overthinking. These were temporary feelings. I was still messed up from my first kiss. That's all. I took a deep breath and stood up. I flushed the empty toilet and washed my hands.

I unlocked the door and opened it only to be scared shitless. I jumped when jungkook stood on the other side of the door. "You scared me, move." I mumbled. As I was about to walk past him, he grabbed my hand and yanked me back.

"Not so fast." He mumbled.

"Is little Mei running away from me?"

My eyes widened when I felt him grip the hem of my dress.