J U N G K O O K
"Come on, Jungkook! Just one song, and we'll leave you alone."
There was a karaoke area in the veranda, where a small group of students were either busy singing, listening, or clapping their hands. Some were even dancing, such as Hoseok.
"He sings like an angel." My brother said out of nowhere. I groaned, not liking the sudden attention.
"Oh, really?" A female voice resonated right as the music ended. "Sing with me."
I had no time to react as she pulled me towards her, leading us to the singers' spot. Namjoon cheered while a guy I didn't know gave each of us a mic.
"Choose the song." He said right after.
I addressed a confused look with the girl, to which she answered with a smirk.
"Do you like ballads?"
"Ballads?" A drunken girl spat angrily, "It's a fucking party!"
"Shut up, Naeun!" The girl shouted back, causing the said Naeun to storm inside. Some of her friends followed her, leaving only a few of us. "Anyway. So, ballads?"
The brown-haired girl looked at me, waiting for an answer. We shared the same height, meaning she'd look me straight in the eye quite easily.
"Ugh, sure." I mumbled, willing to finish whatever was going on.
"Ballad it is. By the way, I'm Kimhee."
I bobbed my head. "Jungkook."
"Alright, Jungkook. Let's kill it!" She winked at me.
Suddenly, the first notes of Sung Sikyung's In the street played, and the beginning of its lyrics appeared on the small karaoke machine. Thank God those hanging in the veranda were drunk. Otherwise, I wouldn't be doing this.
R E A D E R
My heart skipped a beat when I saw Jungkook standing next to some girl. A gorgeous one, to say the least.
They were singing, stealing glances at each other from time to time.
I wasn't sure there was a reason for me to be jealous, but I was. I felt the same way I did on his birthday party, although this girl was probably nothing like Dayeun.
Still, seeing him enjoying the party with a stranger when we didn't even cross path yet made me uneasy.
Ew, I hate being like that!
"Where the hell were you?" Jieun appeared from nowhere as Miria jumped on my back, causing me to move away. "Solange's waiting for us. She wants to play a game!"
In no time, I was dragged to a corner where Solange, Hyemon, and other students I didn't know were sitting in a circle, around an empty bottle.
"You're here!" Our friend exclaimed as she clapped her hands. "Let's get started."
Truth or dare, a party classic. I wasn't a big fan of this game, but I hoped it would help me forget about the singing pair over there. I could still see them from where I was, but I forced myself not to watch.
"Your turn, Y/n."
I sighed, not even trying to understand why I should be starting. In a swift movement, I spined the bottle. When it stopped, all eyes fell upon an unfamiliar boy sitting on the right. Our gaze met, causing me to blush due to the sudden attention. He looked as embarrassed as I.
"Uh, truth or dare?" I asked
He answered right away. "Dare."
I nodded, scanning the crowded room in search of an entertaining challenge. As a stupid idea came to me, a mischievous smile crept up my face.
"Pretend to be a cat and ask at least five people to pet you."
Of course, the boy accepted. Actually, he did pretty well. He was kind of attractive, so it wasn't hard for him to find consenting students, mostly females. In the end, he only had one person left.
In utter silence, he walked towards me and kneeled down. He then arched his body, acting like a cat. "Pet me." He said, meowing in the process.
I couldn't help but explode in laughter as no situation was as cringeworthy as that one. However, I gave in, caressing the top of his head, earning disgusting purrs from him.
Once the game was over, the same guy approached me as I made my way to the kitchen, eager to taste more of Yoongi's squad creations. I had no reason to refuse, not to mention he was really fun to hang out with.
"I knew you'd come for more." The self-proclaimed chief smirked as he saw me. "And you brought another gourmet with you." He winked at the boy I came with.
"You know the way to my heart." the latter joked
Yoongi wasted no time, showing us a plate of various appetizers. "Help yourselves. And Eunwoo, I expect you to be as honest as Y/n."
"So you're the infamous Y/n!" Said Eunwoo exclaimed as he picked a spicy cod fishcake. "I'm a friend of Namjoon and Yoongi." He smiled, speaking as if we had just met.
"Ugh!" I sighed in content after one bite "Sorry, why infamous?"
"Because your boyfriends keeps talking about you whenever I'm with his brother."
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Three hours had already passed when I finally met with Jungkook who was quietly sitting on the deserted veranda. The karaoke session had been over for half an hour now, but I noticed him hanging on his own.
Eventually, I got a hold of him.
With a light pat on his back, I surprised him. He didn't budge, but he still managed to turn around to see who dared trouble his meditative state.
"Hey you." he muttered
I greeted back, confused with the lack of enthusiasm. It seemed like I was the only one getting excited over seeing each other.
However, I decided not to mention it. "I was looking for you."
He sneered, obviously doubtfulL. "Right, you were."
"What?"
Jungkook shrugged. "I have been looking for you. You seemed quite busy yourself."
"Funny, that's also what I thought when I saw you having the time of your life with your singing partner."
Glancing at his thighten jaw, I could tell he was growing angry. I couldn't care less though, since he refused to even look at me.
"Yeah, as much as you had fun with Eunwoo sitting on your lap."
I chuckled in disbelief. "No, you're not making a big deal out of it. It was some stupid dare. He had to act like a cat and—"
This time, his upper body turned as he finally decided to face me. His brown orbs stared at me with disgust. "Don't. You don't owe me anything."
"Why would you say that? I haven't done anything wrong!"
"I mean, we never defined our relationship... I can't blame you."
I pursed my lips, beyond frustrated with the boy's attitude. "What are you saying?"
"We're not a couple. So, do as you please."
"Oh, really? Is that all you have to say after telling me how much you couldn't get me out of your head?"
Jungkook shrugged, averting his eyes from mine. "I didn't lie, but—"
"You know what? Save it." I cut him off, not in the mood for this. "We can never be sure of anything with you! You're hot, then you're cold. Make up your freaking mind and stop being a proud douche!"
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