"Hey, where were you?" Hajoon asks us but smiles at y/n, and this girl turns around to face him but heavily rubs her butt onto my crotch as if she didn't hear what I said a minute ago. "We had to pass by the doctor first," she ruins my plans since I thought we would lie to not let them know.

"What? Why?" he gets curious as expected and Taeyeon joins us. "What are you all talking about?" he sits down by Hajoon's side, and they both keep their attention on us. "It was for me but nothing serious, don't worry," she smiles at them. "Ah, good then."

I do not say anything, but she suddenly moans and leans back on me, resting her body onto mine. Her hair tickles my cheek at first but then the fluffiness of it remains against my skin. I bring my hand up to her waist and squeeze it, but she twitches and emits a cute, small sound, making me smile.

"So...how are things going since yesterday? Are you feeling better?" Hajoon questions her, so I put my hand away from her body and leave it on the arm of the seat. "Yes, I'm used to this. That was painful at that moment, but now I'm okay," she turns towards them, her head on my chest. "I'm just tired right now and could fall asleep at any moment," she softly giggles.

"Oh, glad to know I'm not the only one," he grins. "They should make rooms where students can take a nap though, school would be so much cooler..."

"The rooms would always be full," she says what I had in my head. "I'd sleep on others then. I don't care," his answer manages to make her chuckle, but she leans backward again, going towards the arm of the seat but getting me to move my hand towards her waist to encircle it with my arm and make sure she doesn't fall. "What are you doing, idiot?" I gaze down at her, her head bent back.

"I'm cold," she closes her eyes and nestles her head in the crook of my neck, sending some butterflies through my stomach and chest. "That's not my problem," I pretend not to care but receive a hit in the abs. I just chuckle at her.

•••

1:50 pm.

"Taeyeon, you put the cone on the ground and stop playing with it, for god's sake!" the gym teacher scolds him right after noticing him with the item up in the air.  I laugh all by myself but see him grumble and do as told.

My eyes focus on something else as soon as I see the girls leave the changing room to join us. I tuck my hands in the pockets of my sweatpants, but the girl I want to look at me only goes for Haneul, who is, of course, with the guy she showed me on her phone screen earlier.

This dude is damn ugly with his messy hair he must never wash. Why does he have to chime in our story?

At the exact moment that she catches sight of him, she changes of behavior and becomes an y/n I've never seen before, shy and nervous. Haneul instantly perceives it and giggles at her while I'm burning from the inside. She bites her lips as he just grinned at her, but his reaction shows some nervousness as well as they're speaking, both looking stupidly uncomfortable around each other.

I glance away out of frustration and get on the bench behind me. Why am I feeling like this? How can I have feelings for a girl just because I had sex with her when she doesn't feel just a thing for me?

"Jungkook!" Mister Park yells at me. "Does it look like it's a break to you? Get up and help your friends," he gets mad for no reason. I raise my eyebrows but listen since I'm not in the mood to pick up a fight. I get to my friends but peek at y/n, noticing she's focused on her new friend. I lick my lips but swallow my bitter jealousy.

"What's wrong, Kook?" Taeyeon glances up at me, noticing something is going on. "This dude over there," I give a tilt of my head up while staring in the direction of y/n. "This disgusting junkie of shit—" I cannot control myself now that I'm with my friends. "Goddammit," I mumble and cross my arms over my chest.

"Wow. Is the tough Jungkook jealous to see his little girl with another guy?" Hajoon scoffs at me, finding it funny. "Shut up. I'm not jealous, but this brat can't hang out with a guy like me, and a guy like this one."

"Oh, and why is that?" he holds the orange cones in two hands, smirking with enjoyment. "Because," I give my lame answer and glance away to flee away from this argument I know I will lose. "Yeah. You're jealous," he responds and does as told by the teacher. "Why the hell would I be jealous? I don't like her..."

"Oh yeah, that is why you had sex with her," he dares to say out loud something that he's not supposed to know. I dart my eyes towards him but bite my inner cheek. "I never did..." the lie runs out of my mouth. "Yes, you did. Stop lying..." he rolls his eyes and puts a cone down in the corner of the schoolyard, but I do not let him think this. "I never did it. All right? I'm not lying."

"You are lying," he contradicts me and stops what he's doing to have all his attention over me. "She has a hickey on her neck, and she spent her day and night with you. You can't stop finding some excuses to touch her, and we both know you, once you act like that with a girl, that means you're attracted or in love. So stop already," he gives all his explanations that are more evident than I wish they were.

"She..." I forget how to reply, feeling anxious. "The hickey could have been done just for fun...that doesn't mean anything..." I struggle but still try. "Uh uh. Sure. If this was just for fun, you wouldn't be so close to her and jealous to see her with another guy," he states the facts I hate to hear. "You have sex with girls that you like only, she gave you a blowjob that you always pretended to be a simple 'talk', so you're just attached to this girl because you were intimate with her...be honest for once."

"Holy shit, dude. She gave you a blowjob?" Taeyeon leaves his bubble to react only once he hears what interests him the most. "Shut up...she never did..." I ignore his words, not willing to tell them I did have sex with the girl I always call a brat. I put my eyes on something else but hear them carry on. "She did. I told you, you dumbass. That happened when he told us he would need to talk to her about Mister Park and stay in the changing room, then he came back all joyful and happy, do you think that was only because of a talk?"

"Oh yeah, I remember that!" he chuckles. "I can't believe this cute girl sucked your dick...She seems too innocent," his naivety gets me to laugh internally. "She's nothing like innocent, dude," I mention but regret right after. "Oh, so you're admitting now?"

"No, I'm not," I correct him. He doesn't say anything more but only smiles, smugly. "You should show this guy who she belongs to," Taeyeon tries me. He knows I wouldn't mind yelling her name to get her away from this guy. "What if she doesn't come?"

"She will, for sure," he gives me some confidence. I sigh but look in y/n's direction, seeing her talk with the ugly guy. "Baby girl!" I shout without fearing the consequences of this action. I smile as soon as she turns around as if she knew this was meant to be for her, but since other girls look at me, I keep my eyes fixed on her. "Come here," I gesture her to move towards me.

To my greatest surprise, she tells something to the guy but walks up to me, causing my eyes to land on her t-shirt once I notice something that cannot be missed. I lick my lips at the sight of her nipples sticking out the fabric but force myself to gaze up into her eyes once she's at my level. "What do you want?"

"Stop hanging out with this junkie," I keep my hands in my pockets, staring down at her. "Don't judge people like that," she stands up for him, worsening my wrath. "I'm not judging, I'm stating facts. Stop hanging out with him."

She maintains eye contact but scoffs at me. "You're not my dad. What's wrong with you suddenly?" she tucks her hands in the pockets of her zip-up hoodie, but my eyes land on her breasts again, feeling aroused by their shape against the fabric, with obviously no bra underneath. "I don't like to see you with him..." I shrug.

"Oh, but I don't care—" she gets stopped by my arm right when she tries to leave. I pull her in and hold her body against mine to speak in her ear. "I'll make you feel good tonight if you stay with me," I smile but enjoy the feeling of her curves pressed onto me, my hand cupping the side of her throat to keep her still. "Does that mean you're gonna cook my dad's pasta?"

I set my eyes on hers. "Stop that already. You know what I mean," I tease her to have all her attention and make it obvious I won't let anyone have her, rubbing my middle finger up and down her neck. "Don't touch my sensitive spot," she grins but pushes me away. "I want to be with Korain," she goes away.

However, I do not let this happen, I catch her arm and bring her back into my arms. "Keep your ass here. I won't repeat myself," I squeeze her in my clasp and peek at the guy, getting us to make eye contact. I do not expose my satisfaction but glance away.

"Why do you suddenly want my attention?" she gazes up at me, but I do not return the look. "Because."

"Oh, stop with your 'because' to answer! It's not an answer!" she loses her temper but doesn't even look scary or threatening, she's cute. I laugh and shake my head. "You always answer my questions with a question, so I answer you with a 'because' if I want to."

"You jerk," she mumbles in my chest but only makes me giggle. "You little brat."

"I'm gonna give you the attention you ask for, but you're gonna regret it later," she punches my side with her baby fists, so I tighten my hold around her neck to squeeze her against my body. "Shh. You're too noisy."

"Jungoo," she says in a honeyed voice, throwing her arms around me but holding me tight. She stands on her tiptoes and starts to press her lips on my neck, once, twice, aiming different spots but still the weak ones. I bite my lips and smile, but since I need to simmer her down, I cup her throat and bring her down. "Don't do this."

"You want my attention," she gives me a mischievous smile and goes on, she jumps on me to wrap her legs and arms around me but obliges me to carry her. "I'm gonna give you what you want," her lips crash onto my cheekbone, and she never ceases. "Ya! All right, nevermind what I—" my laughter escapes in a nervous giggle once she kisses my neck, but I place my hands on her waist to grab it, trying to get her back on the ground. "Go away!"

"Hmm—" she showers my face with kisses, raising the temperature of my body because of some shyness she's causing inside of me. "Y/n!" the teacher calls her out. She turns her head to look at him but clings onto me. "You both stop this."

She goes back onto the floor but without letting go of me, forcing me to lean forth once she applies pressure on the back of my neck. Since I noticed from the corner of my eye that the other guy was looking at us, I grab y/n by the throat and lock our lips, and I kiss her with my tongue, making it clear he better not try anything with her because she's mine. I make this French kiss very obvious, deep, and hot as if we were both alone in her bed, and she does not even complain but kisses me back. Then I step back to get free, getting turned on by it. "Don't you dare stay with that ugly dude."

She giggles but runs away.

•••

2:05 pm.

"Girly," I put my arm around y/n's neck while we're walking through the hallways to reach the stairs now that the classes are over. "Yes, Jungoo?" she teases me back and glances up into my eyes, with a cocky smile upon her face. "Are your parents home right now?"

"Why? What do you want to do?" she grips the straps of her bag, cutely, and I bring my lips to her ear. "Do you remember what I made you learn the other day on the bench?" I remind her, using my fingers on her collarbone to give some caresses to her soft skin. "You know...when you ran away like a maniac right after because you pretended to feel disgusted by what I said?"

"I do remember that," she walks down the stairs with me without holding onto the railing, so I slide my hand down her side and cup her waist, being a bit flirty to give her some hints. "Maybe I could show you how this is done, and how it feels like..." I put my eyes onto hers, hoping for her to accept. After what happened earlier and what I saw between her and Korain, I want to make her know that I'm way better than this poor guy in every way.

She smiles, shyly but goes down the second staircase without saying anything. "Hm?" I give a kind squeeze to her hip, asking for her answer. "My parents aren't home before four p.m, is that enough time?" she looks up into my eyes, and I bite my lips. "It is unless you want me to make it last longer," my soul dive into hers as the tension in my veins is starting to be hard to handle. "Then you can come," she breaks the eye contact. "All right, then I'm coming, baby," I slide my hand up her back to hold her neck, and she doesn't even complain, she shows some amusement at the sound of my answer.

"Maybe we should...pass by the pharmacy...you know," I say in a quiet voice, stepping out of the school. She understands what I mean by that and nods. "I'll buy them, don't worry."

"Is not that I don't want to buy them, but my wallet is empty..." I tell her the truth but put my hand away from her and take my phone out, not wanting Alex to see me touch her that way. "Seriously? You have nothing left?"

"Nothing. I'm poor," I check my bank account but see too many zeros with nothing before them to make me like them. "See, that's what you call a heartbreaking sight," I show her my screen but see her giggle. "Poor baby's got his heart broken."

"Ya! I could not even buy food for lunch! Don't laugh," I slap her arm with the back of my hand, and she now just smiles. "Why didn't you tell me, you dummy?"
"You were with Haneul, and for your information, he doesn't really appreciate me."

"But you could have come to me and tell me you don't have anything left to buy food, I would have bought something or given you some money, idiot..." she rolls her eyes, showing the side of her that I like a lot. Caring and cute. "Yeah but...I'm ashamed to be a beggar..."

"Oh, so that's better to be stupid and not eat, uh?" she stands before the back doors of the Rolls-Royce, but I grin and enter the car since she's not wrong. We both get inside the vehicle and get comfortable, put our seat belt on, and y/n tell Alex to drive to her house.

"By the way..." I hug my bag and gaze at her, seeing her text someone who I  assume to be her dad. "Why does Haneul hate me so much?"

"He doesn't hate you, he just doesn't like to see you around me...he's protective," she takes her eyes off of her screen to look at me. "Why...? Am I bad?"

"No, he just, he doesn't get along with you...that's all. Maybe because you're the closest boy to me after him," she explains. "Hm...has he told you something about me?"

"Just something like 'I don't like how he acts with you, he's a moron, he pretends to be a friend but never stands up for you once a bitch bothers you,' that's what he said," she lets out. "And he saw you touch my inner thigh—"

"No, he didn't," I cut her off, feeling my heart bounce out my chest. I peek in Alex's direction but throw my eyes back on her. "No, he never saw something like that...that never happened," I send her some signals and open my eyes wide.

"Yes, it did," she smirks and focuses back on her phone. She wants me dead.

•••

3:30 pm.

"Jungkook?" y/n's voice grasps my attention as I'm eating some bread with Nutella since I haven't eaten anything other than breakfast today. "Hm?!" I bite into it but leave the kitchen to get in the living room. As soon as I lift my chin up to the first floor, my veins get fired up by some sexual excitement. "Are you coming? I took my shower," she leans onto the railing, standing there in just some pink, silk, transparent lingerie with a harness. She smiles at me, my eyes scanning her up and down.

I hurry to swallow what is in my mouth and step towards the coffee table, leave my slice of bread there, and run up the stairs. "Stay where you are."