Just a project?

"Dude, why are you cleaning your room? Are you alright?" Jungkook, your brother, asks you while leaning on the door frame with a smirk on his face. He drops the bag of chips on the floor and then dusted his hands.

"Can you not, Junglebook" You spoke while replacing the cushions on the sofa, and then you walked towards him. "Now pick up your shit and get out of the house for a few hours." You said and crossed your arms over your chest.

"Hmm, vanilla perfume, hair untied, eyeliner and lipstick, your favourite sweater, and your special socks that you only wear on christmas. Jeon Y/N, it's definitely not one of your bitches who is visiting tonight, is it?" Jungkook spoke doubtful while walking around you. A bead of sweat rolled down your head.

Yes, it was a boy you invited tonight. Kim Namjoon- the popular figure of your class and your current mate in history project. The two of you usually meet at the library of your school but it was saturday today and the school was closed. Your foolish mind didn't think twice before suggesting him to coming over at your house, so here you were, cleaning your messy room. You couldn't stand not having a good image in front of the heartthrob. Yes, sometimes you would melt when his dimples popped up when he smiled, but you always denied him as your crush.

"J-Jungkook, don't you have your basketball practice now, h-hmph?" You asked your brother, hoping to distract him. After all, he was 18 minutes elder than you.

However, the guy didn't budge. He stood there with his his hands on his hips and tilted his head with a suspicious face.

You sighed, knowing there is no point of lying now. "Yes. It's a guy-"

"WHO? Don't tell me it's your boyfriend! Who would date a piece of shit like you-"

"You!" You yelled and jumped on him, attacking with all your force. You pulled his right ear, making him yelp. "Why would someone not date me? And he isn't my boyfriend, he is my classmate." You said in a low voice, making sure your mom didn't hear you. She has been working from home for the last week and you were already afraid.

"Okay okay, get off me." He said and you hopped off his back. "Who is he? Do I know him?" He questioned, his voice sounded suddenly weighty.

You shrugged and put back your history books on the table, more tidily. "His name is-"

"Y/N! Someone is at the door, go get it." Your mom shouted and your eyes widened. You rushed down the stairs and Jungkook followed you. You checked your mom's office once just to make sure that she isn't coming out anytime soon. You hurriedly ran to the door and tucked your hair behind your ear and enforced a smile on your face, then sniffled your breath before holding the knob of the door.

It's alright, just be yourself Y/N.

You swung the door open and saw him. He grinned at you, "Hello, Y/N." His usual deep voice greeted you. Your heart raced when the strong scent of perfume filled your nostrils, his muscular arm held 2 books and the strap of his grey bag rested on his shoulders. His small smile was enough to make you weak in the knees.

"Hey, please come inside." You said and gestured him to get in. He smiled again and thanked you and you visibly blushed. "My room is upstairs, let's go-"

"Who are you?" Jungkook questions, walking down the stairs with his eyes squinted. You deadly glared at your brother after closing the door. You did not want your twin to disturb you and Namjoon, not at all.

"I'm Namjoon. I'm Y/N's partner in a history project." Namjoon speaks casually, but shivers ran through your body at his heavy voice.

"Y-yeah. Jungkook, this is Namjoon. Namjoon, this is my brother, Jungkook. Alright, let's go." You spoke and held his hand which made the two boys' eyes wide.