broken love. ➳ j.jk

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I approached him, resting my hands on his thighs and kissed him, nibbling his lower lip.

Before he could take me I parted away, he tried to follow me to continue the kiss. He looked at me with puppy eyes.

《If you want more you need to talk ...》
I gave him an amused face.

He snorted and took a deep breath. I imagine already what's about.

《I heard rumors ...》he scratched his neck 《those where they say they caught you ... you know》 he stops, waiting for me to keep talking.

《They are just rumors, Jungkook. I would never do such a thing ...》

He looks at me with a doubtful look, then looks down, torturing his hands 《I know ... it's just that ...》

《Just what? Don't you trust me?》

He has the right to be a bit doubtful, after what I did to him. But still.

《Sorry, you're right.》 He shakes his head, as if to blow away bad thoughts
《I trust you.》

He shows me a huge smile.
My heart loses a beat.

Damn him and his smile that makes me lose my head.

《Can I have my reward for talking??》 He asks, biting his lower lip.

I sling on his lips, he clings to me with his arms in my hips, I make him go back, on his back.

We melt in our arms and in our kisses.

《I would like to stop time now.》
He stroked my head that was resting on his chest.

《Me too ...》 I say, sighing.

I was afraid. Fear of what could happen. I was putting him in danger, selfishly.

Maybe I should tell him?

But I would risk worse. He might get angry with my father, and maybe decide to leave the agency.

No, I don't allow it. I will face everything on my own. I'll make it.

《What are you thinking about?》

《I think about how comfortable you are.》

I hear him chuckle, he continued to stroke my head.
His gentle touch on me was the only thing that allowed me to go on.

Knowing to have him near me, even if only with our bodies attached, in a silent embrace, like now. Enjoy each other's company. I couldn't have hoped for better.

But the anxiety of losing him, the fear of seeing him torn from me gripped me, like a rabid dog ready to attack you in any moment. He was there, always having his eyes on me.

This is Love?

It scares me.

[...]

We were leaving my room, heading for the practice room, I had to start the punishment in a little while. Jungkook insisted on accompanying me.

Jackson hadn't arrived yet.
《I stay here until he arrives.》

《Better not... he might get suspicious if he sees you with me.》 He makes an annoyed face.

His hands were in his pockets and he was biting his cheek internally.

I noticed that he was annoyed. Something was wrong.

《What's wrong?》

《Nothing.》

I snort《Liar.》

《It's just ... I don't like the idea that you're alone with another boy.》

《Don't worry. Jackson is a nice guy.》

His face does not change expression. It's not Jackson who he was afraid of.

《But you ... it's not him you're worried about. But of me.》

He didn't trust me. I repeat, he has the reasons. But anyway, I would never do it. It still hurts.

He approaches me, touching my hand, I dodge his touch, I know I would make things worse, but I was hurt 《y/n ... I-》

《Forget it, Jungkook.》

《Jungkook-Sunbae? What are you doing here...?》

Exactly. Just what I wanted to avoid. Jackson had just arrived, he was looking at us confused.

《He forgot something in the practice room, but he has found it. He was about to leave, right?》

I continue to rage. He looks at me puzzled, but his gaze hardens immediately after I say that.

He just leaves without saying a word.

《Wow ... the tension between you was palpable.》

I ignore what Jackson said , and enter the practice room to start cleaning everything.

There was a mess.
Don't people know what it means to have respect? Aish.

I started taking the broom to sweep the floor. Jackson went to the other small room to look for another broom.

《Here you are!》 the asshole professor broke into the room, with an satisfied expression.

He entered with a haughty air, his hands in his pockets, he had a disturbing little smile. He approached me slowly.

《Clean really wel... little baby girl.》 He stared at me.

He pronounced the word "baby girl" too ambiguously.

I tried not to give too much weight to the thing, it could have been my imagination.

《You know y/n ... I regretted having punished Jackson too.》

The professor approached me further.

Something inside me told me to move. But I couldn't.

《Why?》

《You would be all alone ... I would keep you company in case ...》he began to stroke my arm.

《Don't touch me, please.》 I slapped his hand away from me.

He laughed slightly, stared straight into my eyes. I had a very bad feeling in the mouth of my stomach

Jackson came back and was surprised when he saw the professor. As soon as the professor saw him he hurried away from me.

《Tsk, be fast. Everything must be clean.》

《Yes, professor.》 it was Jackson who answered.

I swear that if I answered, I would stick the sleeve of the broom in his ass.

[...]

After we finish cleaning I said bye to Jacskon and went back to my room.

He noticed my sad air, but he didn't ask questions, on the contrary, he tried to cheer me up by making a fool of himself and putting music while we were cleaning.

The time has passed in a pleasant way. It distracted me from the half-discussion I had with Jungkook.

And with that strange thing that happened with the professor. The ugly feeling had not left me yet.

I was waliking back to the dormitory, I see someone following me. It was dark and I didn't understand who it was. I whirl around, thinking of making the surprise effect.

I thought it was Jackson, who wanted to scare me.

But it wasn't him.

A big hand covers my mouth.

I feel the fear take possession of me.