Jungkook is annoying, rude, stubborn, and now, my roommate. I've been forced to live with him thanks to my older brother, Taehyung, who just-so-happened to be Jungkook's best friend. He is everywhere I turn, ready to pick a fight over anything he could think of. Not that I'm a saint. But he is always asking for it. :: "Listen here, little miss holier than thou," he took a few steps closer to me, shoulders tense and jaw tightening between his statements. "I want to be nice to you since we're living under the same roof, but let me tell you something." I felt myself back away slightly as he invaded my personal space. I hated to look meek in the wake of his rage, but he was much taller and stronger than me. My only sense of comfort came from my cowardice brother being right across the hall. He closed the distance again, breath fanning over my skin from how close he stood. I caught a hint of cologne, far too pleasant smelling for someone like him to use, and I tore my eyes away. "I go to a better school than you and my costs exceed yours. You got to keep your job over the summer. So walk your dumbass on into your room and leave me the hell alone. I'll get you the money I owe you when I get a summer job, got it?" :: I'm terrible at summaries but please give my story a read! Thanks! Just the highest ratings that I've noticed: #25 in enemiestolovers! #30 in roommates! #814 in Fanfiction!
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