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TWISTS AND MISCHIEF 

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"Be my girlfriend." Jungkook looked at me seriously as he said this, his eyes narrowed and his lips pressed into a thin line. I stared back at him with the same intensity, but after five seconds passed, I burst into a fit of laughter. 

I clutched my stomach as I laughed freely like I haven't laughed for years until my cheeks hurt and I was breathing heavily on the ground. Once finished, I looked up to smile at Jungkook cheekily. "That was funnier than my cousin's mom jokes." 

Instead of joining in my laughter, Jungkook seemed displeased, with his eyes narrowing even more and his pink lips pressed together tightly as though he's holding back his anger. 

"Thanks," he said through clenched teeth, "But I really didn't intend for that to be a joke. As much as I really wanted to."

I stared at him like a fish, my mouth popping open and close as Jungkook shut his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose, like he was preparing to jump on the bridge of Han River. 

When he didn't even crack the smallest smile, I found myself laughing nervously as I slowly stood up and fidgeted with my backpack nervously. I peeked at Jungkook, who was still looking at me. 

I gulped. "Y-You don't m-mean that, r-right..." I chuckled nervously. "T-That was a good joke, b-by the way." I said, not meeting his eyes. "W-Well, if you d-don't mind, I've got to go!" I said, grabbing my backpack and preparing to sprint, but he caught my arm instead and pulled me to him. 

I winced, looking at Jungkook who sighed and shook his head before letting go of me and giving me a good, friendly distance. "Nari, I'd like it if you'd let me explain a bit." He said civilly as he waited for me to stop fidgeting. 

I finally looked at him. His expression was just as serious and that alone told me he was doing this seriously, and not just for laughs. For half a moment, I really wanted the earth to suck me up and let me die right then and there. 

But sadly, the world's too cruel for that. 

"What's there to explain?" I shifted nervously, "It's a joke, right? Jokes aren't meant to be explained." 

"Nari," Jungkook snapped, and I jumped. When I looked at Jungkook, for a moment my breath stopped looking how his eyes softened at my small action but then it was gone that it feels as though it was just a dream. "This isn't a joke, I'm being serious." 

"Well, it's got to be," I finally snapped back, gripping the hold of my backpack tighter. "I can't be your girlfriend. We don't even get along most of the times." I said, and he sighed as he rolled his eyes. 

"You're crazy. And for once, you're right. This is fucking crazy." I muttered under my breath as I huffed out the words. 

"I know that well enough," he said, "But you have to cooperate with me this time. Both of our heads are on the line here." 

"Anything but that," I spat. "I can't even survive an hour with you, how do you expect me to be your girlfriend?" I winced, thinking at how disgusting it was to date Jungkook. "Most of the times you just rile me up to death!" 

"Excuse me, many girls would line up to have a date with me." 

"Well, not me!" I retorted, feeling my face flame up in anger. "You can't just expect me to do whatever you want like you have me wrapped around in your little finger, Jungkook, I'm sorry but I'd rather be homeless than date you." 

Jungkook ran his hand through his hair roughly, taking in a big sigh, "You don't mean that."

"The hell I do!" I said, feeling my anger burn more, "You can't decide things for me, I've been putting up with your shit and I'm having none of it." I said, panting as I glared at him with all I could. 

"I need to do this for my hyungs and my manager who did everything for us." He said seriously, to which I could only press my mouth shut and not meet his eyes. 

"Here's the deal," Jungkook said, licking his lips, "You'll be my fake girlfriend, things could go well for the both of us. I'll clear up my reputation as the Casanova, and have my hyungs and manager happy, you'll get your web novels promoted. And here's more," he said, leaning forward with his brows furrowed. 

"I'll help you with the kissing scenes you're having trouble with." He said, leaning back as I stared at him wide-eyed. "In the end, after our two month contract, we'll both be on our ways, never to see each other again and be happy with our jobs. Sounds good?" 

I clenched my fist in anger. Not because of Jungkook and how his offer sounds so tempting, but because of me who's willing to throw away the words I let go a while ago. 

This guy was good

For what seemed like eons, I finally decided to cut the thick silence that surrounded us, breathing through my nostrils trying to calm my breathing because I was about to make a very, very stupid decision. 

"Fine..." I breathed out, still glaring at him as I answered through gritted teeth. "Fine, I'll do it for my sake and not for yours'." I sighed. "But I'd like to add in a few rules, too, to get this settled." I said, jutting my chin up to show him he can't just order me around and do whatever he pleases with me. 

I made the mistake once, I won't do that again. 

But if he's that persistent, and I'm a really reckless person, then I'll throw in my pitch in the deal. "If you don't make me do ridiculous things like carrying heavy things, minimize the dates, then deal." I breathed out. 

Jungkook smiled for the first time, his teeth showing and I was in awe at how cute and how bunny-like he looked when he smiled. It was genuine, and so pure that I was left startled for a moment. 

I furrowed my brows, wondering to myself just how much he must love those hyungs of his and his director to go to this kind of extent just to make them happy. 

Because this...all of this? This is just so crazy and weird to just think about. 

A resident Casanova dating the web writer who kissed him drunk just doesn't sit right with me. But it will do - just as long as I got to protect what I have now. 

I'm not going to be like my mom. No, not ever. 

"Thank you," he breathed out, his smile turning into a full blown grin as his eyes crinkled in temporary happiness and relief. "Thank you so much, Nari," he said, smiling so wide. And for a half moment, I let my lips tilt into a smallest smile, too.

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NOTE:

hello, it's been so long since my last update, i hope you liked this one <333 

i promise i'd update better soon!!! happy reading, lovelies! x

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