Y/N's POV
"Hey Y/N— Who is he?"
Jinyoung eyed at Jae Yi who had his gaze fixed on me with a concerned look on his face.
I nodded to reassure him and pulled him behind me.
"Jinyoung, this is Jae Yi and—"
"Jae Yi? That son of a—"
I held onto his shoulders tightly before he could throw a punch at the innocent boy.
I sighed when his chest raised up and down as he breathed out heavily.
"Jinyoung, calm down. He's not going to hurt any of us, he's just a kid."
He exhaled sharply after taking in a deep breath of air.
"Explain, Y/N."
I rolled my eyes and signaled him to sit on the couch in which he obeyed, but still kept an eye on Jae Yi.
"Well, I guess this is goodbye then."
I said, sticking out my hand to the younger one.
He connected his hand with mine and we smiled at each other. After a few moments of silence, he finally let go of my hand and left, for good.
Letting out a huff, I walked over to the couch and sat beside Jinyoung who had his brows knitted at me.
After explaining the whole situation to him, he nodded as a response as I stood up to put on a coat. I told him everything about Jae Yi and Yejin.
"Where are you going?"
Jinyoung followed behind me with a pout. I put on some liptint before putting on my boots, leaving him dumbfounded.
"Yah! Where are you going?"
He closed the door as we walked down the stairs.
"It's Kookie's birthday. I want to do something for him. It's a surprise though, I'll slice your throat if you tell him."
I glared at him as he pressed his lips into a straight line.
Jungkook's POV
"One more time and we can wrap it up."
The producer said as we went back to our places.
The loud music blasted and we started rehearsing from the top again.
Sweat trickled down my forehead after we finished. My makeup artist rushed over to me and wiped away my sweat with the towel before touching up my makeup.
I thanked her softly and bent down, hugging my knees as I tried to stabilise my breathing since it was a tiring choreography.
"Jungkookie, you okay?"
I hummed at Hobi hyung when he ruffled my hair.
After a few moments, I felt someone touching my hair again which made me slightly annoyed. I had a bad headache since I couldn't get a wink of sleep last night.
"Hyung, I said I'm fine."
My head shot up as I knitted my brows together, but gasped softly when I was greeted by my girlfriend.
Y/N's POV
"Jagi? What are you doing here?"
The bunny's eyes widened as our eyes locked.
I felt myself blushing when he used that nickname. He never calls me that and that made my heart drummed against my rib aggressively.
"Hey, Kookie. Why did you dye your hair?"
I smiled and played with his fluffy blonde hair. This colour made him look so mature yet his eyes are still so innocent.
He crawled closer to me and hugged my legs, wrapping his legs around mine as well like a clingy koala.
"Jungkook-ah, there's people watching. Get up."
I whisper-yelled to him and bent down a little to tap his shoulder. As expected, he hugged my legs even tighter and stuck out his bottom lip, pouting cutely.
"Noona! What are you doing here?"
I turned my head to the owner of the familiar voice and saw Donghee running to me as his lips tugged up into a small smile.
"I decided to surprise visit Jungkook, but it seems like I'm distracting him. I should leave, right?"
"No!"
Jungkook yelled and interrupted us, causing all the staff and producers to look at us weirdly.
"Why are you so loud today, Jungkookie?"
Taehyung walked over to us and passed a bottle of mineral water to the clingy boy.
"Get off of Y/N, will you?"
Tae chuckled as I laughed along with him.
I stiffened when I felt all the stares and attentions from the makeup artists and staffs there. It was a little uncomfortable, but I expected that before coming here.
Jungkook noticed how I curled my fist into a ball. He stood up and held my hand firmly, interlocking our fingers together to reassure me.
"Let's go somewhere quiet."
He whispered in my ear and dragged me into a makeup room.
"Did you saw how Jungkook looked at the girl?"
"I know right. He's so whipped for her, I'm so jealous. That girl really is lucky."
We heard two voices in the room. I smiled when the two girls gasped at me and Jungkook, apologising quickly.
"Oh, we're so sorry. We didn't realise that you were here."
The girl that was organising the makeup brushes straightened her back and bowed slightly at me.
I shot them a reassuring smile and distanced myself away from Jungkook a little.
"No, it's totally fine. Please don't apologise."
"Uh, I need to talk to Y/N about something. Do you mind if we—"
The other girl cut Jungkook off before he could finish he sentence.
"Yes, of course! We'll be heading out now, you can take your time."
She said and the two girls giggled as they rushed out of the room, leaving us alone.
"They seemed nice."
I took a seat on one of the chairs and stared at myself in the mirror.
Wow, I look ugly. What on earth did Jungkook see in me?
"Jungkook, why is your taste so ew?"
I questioned without breaking eye contact with myself in the mirror.
"That's why I chose you."
He laughed evilly and sat on the makeup table as I shot him a death glare.
"Are you saying that I'm ugly even though I know I am?"
"Definitely not, babe. You're overthinking."
He leaned in closer to me and puckered his lips cutely.
I took this chance and pressed my lips against his. He pulled away almost immediately and widened his brows at me.
"W-What was that for?"
His cheeks turned as red as a tomato which made my heart flutter.
I stood up to his eye level and pinned him against the mirror, trapping him in between my arms as a smirk crept upon my lips.
"Weren't you asking for a kiss?"
I tilted my head to aside as he looked away from me, avoiding eye contact.
"I-I wasn't."
"You were."
"No."
"Yes."
"No."
"No."
"Yes. Wait, no?"
"Fight me one more time and see what I'll do to you."
"Mhm."
He bit his bottom lip and zipped his mouth tight as I caressed his pink cheeks.
"Go back to your dorm and wash up. I'll pick you up at 8 and let's go somewhere fun, okay?"
I squished his cheeks which made him look like a chipmunk.
He nodded numbly before I removed my hands from his poor red face.
"Wait, am I your boyfriend or are you my boyfriend? I'm suppose to be the top here."
I choked on my saliva when he stopped me from exiting the room by grabbing my wrist and twirling me around.
"There is no top and bottom here. Let's go."
I shrugged and took his hand into mine, intertwining our fingers together.
There was a thud when I opened the door. Groans and whines could be heard. I snorted when the six boys were rolling on the floor, holding their butts in pain.
"Were you guys eavesdropping on us?"
To Be Continued
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