Later that Day

Violet PoV

"You good?" Jungkook asks.

"Yeah, why?"

"You've been staring out the window since you got in the car, like you're pretending to be in a music video."

"I'm just excited to see Jihyun."

Sighing the boy pulls the car over. I turn to him confused. He stares ahead before breathing it out. "You failed the test didn't you."

"H-how did you—."

"You're no artist V. That fake B was horrendous."

"If you knew then why didn't you say anything before?"

"Because, I wanted you to tell me on your own. But seeing you endure this whole miserable mood makes me feel like you're afraid to tell me anything."

"I just didn't want you to be disappointed in me."

"V, not everyone gets things right the first time. Some people need a few extra tries and if you're one of those people then that's perfectly fine, don't be so hard on yourself. I know it's difficult being married to a scientific genius but I can't help that."

I scrunch my face up and try not to smile, but it becomes impossible when he looks at me all goofy before nuzzling against me.

"Why don't you join my study group in the library?" He asks with his breath tickling my face.

"You mean with all the science geeks?"

"It's not just science. Everyone studies a different subject, we just study together and offer help with methods and techniques—."

"Wow..."

"Wow what?" Jungkook asks puzzled.

"Nothing I just...didn't think it was possible for you to be even nerdier."

"I was wrong clearly." I say, shrugging.

"Say what you want. One day us nerds will take over the world whilst cool gals like you work in fast food chains."

"Damn Jeon, bit harsh from someone who just used the world gals."

"Learnt from the best." He grins before unbuckling his seatbelt where as I remain sat in my seat.

I really just got hard dissed by my own man.

Taking a moment the boy is about to get out of the car when he stops, turns back to me and plants a kiss on my lips, keeping his face close to mine. "Okay I feel bad. You are actually quite smart you just suck at studying. Agreed?"

"Fine."

We sit there for another minute before I begin to unbuckle my seatbelt. "And by the way if you think I'm not gonna take the piss out of you for saying gals, you are highly mistaken."

Getting out the car we head into Jungkooks parents house. I remember asking him a while ago how he feels coming here. I mean, it's technically no longer his home, I always wondered whether he missed it but he's always reassured me about loving his new living arrangement.

"Mom we're here." The boy calls out, and I follow him into the kitchen where we find Mrs Jeon feeding Jihyun in his high chair. Straight away his eyes light up when seeing Jungkook, his little hands now reaching out for his daddy to grab on to.

"You two kids have a good day?" Mrs Jeon asks.

"Not too bad." Her son answers, which leads the woman's focus towards me.

"Erm. Yeah not bad." I say before heading to sit with Jungkook at the table. He's already got Jihyun on his lap whilst he feeds him the rest of his food.

Mrs Jeon proceeds to her usual habits, that being a game of 21 questions for Jungkook. Whenever we come here it's like her brain switches to interview mode, which is her way of checking her son is doing everything "correctly."

"You studying hard for your exams kookie?"

"Mm-hm."

"You're sticking to that study group during your free periods too? Remember any extra hours you can get are important."

"Yeah I am Mom don't worry." The boy just gives automated replies and I don't blame him. It's impossible to focus on anything else other than Jihyuns yoghurt covered smile.

"And what about you Violet? Your classes going well?"

"Yeah I suppose they're as well as they can be."

"Have you got mocks coming up too?"

"Mm."

"You're studying English literature right? Not science like my kookie?"

"No yeah it's English."

Mouthing an "ah" sound the woman proceeds to preparing the kitchen to cook tea. "And do you have any ideas on a career you'll want after exams next year?"

"I'm not sure yet. A part of me thinks I'll grow out of the whole English lit thing and wanna try something else."

"My dear if that's the case then why are you studying it now?"

I shrug my shoulders. "I'm just figuring things out as I go along. I like lit at the minute."

Mrs Jeons face is a picture. "Oh well. I guess that's rather b—."

"Brave." Jungkook buts in whilst giving his mother a glare.

"Well, I was gonna say bizarre." The woman corrects him.

"That's fine, I was gonna say ballsy" I add before stealing Jihyun from Jungkook.

"Violet dear I'm not trying to judge you. I just think now that you're a second year student, you should have your future a little more together, don't you think?"

"Mom we're only 20."

"And parents." The woman raises a brow at her son before chopping some vegetables. "Married parents might I add—."

"Mom. You're doing it again."

Ah yes. This was one of the reasons Jungkook got over his home sickness a little quicker than expected. His mothers invasive personality.

"Alright alright, I'll change the subject."

"So Violet. Have you heard from that ex of yours? The druggy one, Bomi's brother, Kai I think he was called."

Oh boy.

Where's Mr Jeon when you need him.

"No I haven't." I say smiling. I've learnt a trick to keep Jungkook calm when his mother gets like this. If I smile, he smiles, if I talk nicely, he tries to talk nicely. It's a working progress:)

"And what about your mother? Still no word from her?"

"No, but that's normal."

Ah yes. My mother. I haven't heard from her in over a year. Not through voice anyway. Every week she contacts me by email, keeping me updated with her work schedule, checking if I need any money sent over or basic things.

And that's it really.

She still has no clue about Jihyun either. But then again how do you drop in the fact you've had a baby into a conversation that starts with "Are you keeping the house clean?"

"Im thirsty, will you hold Jihyun a sec?" I mutter to Jungkook. Just as I head to the fridge, Soobin enters the kitchen.

"Heyyy if it isn't our baby sitter." Jungkook smirks. Furrowing his brows Soobin shoots his brother a confused look. "What dyu mean?"

"You're baby sitting for us Saturday. You don't mind do you?" I ask before turning to the boy.

"Whatttt? I was gonna go see some—." The boys sentence comes to a holt suddenly, and that's when I notice his eyes glued to my rack. "N-nice tank top." He stutters.

"Dude!" Jungkook snaps.

Saturday Night

Jungkook PoV

"Jungkook get off your phone and drink your fucking drink!"

"Sorry" I laugh before catching the beer Jin tosses me, but I put it aside.

"Who were you texting anyway?" Taehyung asks.

"Soobin. He's baby sitting Jihyun so I'm just checking how things are going."

"Wait who's Soobin?" Jimin asks.

"My brother."

"Shit you got a brother?? Why isn't he coming with us tonight?"

"Because he's 16..."

"So?" the male shrugs. "I went to my first house party at 14. Got drunk and lost my virginity in some random cupboard."

"But you were underaged..."

"Yeah but the girls weren't" the male smirks before necking back his beer.

Dirty. Dirty Mochi.

"Speaking of girls, where's Violet?" Jin asks.

"Upstairs still getting ready. She was studying late and lost track of time, shouldn't be too long now." I say, trying to hold back my proud smile as I pour myself a drink. Honestly this last week she's been really throwing herself into the books. I even convinced her to join my study group next week.

"Okay so the plan then for tonight." Taehyung says whilst opening the fridge for another drink. "We have at least two more drinks here to get tipsy, Violet can just neck a shot in the taxi—."

"Is that safe?" I ask.

Taehyung scoffs a laugh. "Please, I've seen V swig back a mini Jack Daniel's bottle whilst doing a handstand. I'm sure she'll be fine."

"So. Once we're tipsy we'll head straight to Bomi's and—."

"Woah wait. Bomi's house is where the party's at?" Jimin asks shocked.

"Hyung we've said this I don't know how many times." I look at the ginger haired boy shocked. "You telling me you were about to go to a party without knowing whose it was?"

"Well. Yeah. I hear house party and then I blank out at the rest."

"Nice."

"Not gonna lie though this party sounds naff. Who actually has a dress code of black? Are we going to a fucking funeral?"

"Oh please, all we ever wear is black."

Hearing that voice I turn around. "Woah..." is all I can say.

Sighing Violet places her hands on her hips. "I've just spent three hours studying Shakespeare. Someone toss me a can before I commit."

Despite her demand. No one moves a muscle. This would literally be the moment in a cartoon where everyone's tongues hit the floor and their eyes pop out of their sockets.

Clicking her tongue Violet pulls a confused face. "Okay, with you horny heterosexuals I get it. But Nam, you're gay." She says, looking towards Namjoon.

"I-I was just admiring the lace." The male stutters.

"Yeah right." Jin snorts a laugh.

Breaking out of his trance, Jimin throws Violet a can of beer and she joins my side, pulling a face when she notices me without a drink. "You sobering it tonight? Why don't you have a cider?"

"I didn't think we had any?"

"Papi." She looks at me funny before reaching down towards the drinks cooler under the kitchen island. "You hate beer. What sort of wife would I be if I didn't stock the goods?"

I watch as she pops the lid off with her teeth.

"Damn that's hot." Jimin says, not even showing signs of regret when I lock eyes with him. However, noticing my jealousy Violet places herself to lean back against me, her ass doing that thing where it rubs against my crotch, the perfect cock tease as Jimin would call it.

"I know we don't like her, but what are the rules about me sleeping with this Bomi chick? Cuz last time she was giving me the eyes and—."

"Dude." Taehyung smacks Jimin over the head.

"What?!"

Later that night

Violet PoV

Walking into Bomi's house felt so uncomfortable. The memories of last time playing through my head make my stomach twist and knot. But this is why I'm thankful for Jungkook. He hasn't let go of my hand since we got here.

"Alright who wants a drink?" Jimin asks, and everyone nods a head for yes. "Oh great. So that's 6 drinks and only two hands." The male tuts with a jazz hand like gesture.

"Chill your beans Park I'm coming with." Taehyung speaks.

"Babe I'm gonna go use the bathroom." Jungkook says, and I nod with a smile but if I'm honest I don't want him to leave me. Namjoon and Jin have already left to dance, I'm on my own and already feeling the anxiety creeping it's way in.

"Violet!" I hear Bomi's voice call, and before I know it I'm engulfed in a tight hug. "Girl I'm so glad you made it!"

"Happpy birthday Bomi."

"Thanks! Can you believe I'm 20?! About time right?? Only one more year and I'll be legal to drink in every country!"

I smile before pressing myself against a wall. Gotta admit, Bomi's style is nothing like mine but she really does make it work for herself.

"You look amazing by the way." She smiles at my outfit. "I wish I had the kegs for pants like those. Or the breasts for that top—."

"No come on it's your birthday, no need to wish for things like that."

"Well I still wish I could look as cool as you. You own every room you walk into Violet."

"It's called confidence. And I'm surprised to see a girl like you lacking in it." I furrow my eyebrows at her.

"What do mean a girl like me?"

"Oh no, I don't need to explain anything to you prom queen. Know your own worth. And never wish to be like someone else." I accept the shot Taehyung passes me, knocking it back before stepping towards Bomi. Taking a strand of her hair I tuck it behind her ears. She's always using her bangs to cover her face which she shouldn't, the girls got a pretty face why hide it? "And fucking own it." I smirk before leaving with Taehyung.

"V can I admit to something." Taehyung leans towards me.

"Sure."

"That turned me on a little back there."

"Whatever works for ya Tae...Whatever works for ya."

"So how you feeling about being away from Jihyun tonight?"

"Alright actually."

"Pshh! That's a lie."

"Yeah it is what you gonna do about it."

Smirking Taehyung takes hold of my hand, twirling me around until I break out into a smile.

"Want another drink?" He asks me.

"Yeah please. I'll be back in a sec." I make my way towards the stairs, my body half way up when I bump into Jungkook. "Oh I was just about to look for you."

"Yeah sorry, there was a long queue to the bathroom." The boy answers, but his tone of voice makes me feel like he's hiding something. I look at him funny. There's one thing that always catches Jungkook out when he's lying, he can't keep eye contact, and either the floor is looking immaculate tonight or he's not being honest.

"That's a lie isn't it."

"No."

"Kooks."

"Okay fine the door handle got jammed and I had a mini asthma attack." He huffs before shaking his inhaler and taking a puff. "It was so embarrassing, I think people heard me panicking."

I press my lips tightly shut.

"Don't you dare laugh."

"I-I'm not." I say unconvincingly. Dude hasn't needed an inhaler in 6 years and because of a bathroom, it's made a reappearance.

I should get a medal for not bursting into fits of laughter right now.

Embarrassment aside, Jungkook and I join with the others again. Five drinks in and I start to feel a little more at ease, but if I'm honest, Bomi's taste in music is pure shite. Where's Yoongi when you need him!

With a disappointed expression painted on his face, Jimin slumps next to me on the couch. "Aight whoever the DJ is tonight is the biggest cock block ever. I mean, how are you supposed to grind on girls when Oasis is playing!?"

"I actually like this song—."

Jungkooks sentence comes to a holt when both Jimin and I shoot him a look. Sorry, but I gotta agree with Jimin on this one. Oasis isn't my kinda vibe.

"I'll handle this." I pat the boys thigh before getting up, making my way across a dance floor with only 6 people on it.

Jungkook PoV

I watch from afar as Violet hands her phone to the DJ, her hand cupping over his ear as she whispers something.

Suddenly Without Me by Eminem starts playing, and I don't know how she does it but straight away her body effortlessly moves to the music in perfect rhythm. Only she could dance seductively to this kinda song and I'm all for it.

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I shake my head in amusement. Already the dance floor is becoming packed, Violet dancing on her own and loving every minute of it.

Unfortunately my ears pick up on the odd few comments from guys as they watch her.

"Damn that's a hot piece of ass."

"Dude I'm telling you that's Song Violet, you're lucky if you get to tap that."

"I heard she fucked 4 guys at once."

"Lucky sons of bitches."

"Dirty though."

"Who cares she's still hot as fuck."

I hate the way guys talk about my V. Yeah she had a past of sleeping around, but that's the past and she's a different person now. It's hard hearing guys still talk about her like piece of meat or some common slut.

She was just having fun.

If I can accept it then why can't they?

Locking eyes with me Violet runs her fingers through her hair. Fuck it's a good job I'm sitting down.

Smiling, she bites her lip and circles her hips, hands now roaming down her sides slowly.

"Aight I'm going in." Jimin says but I don't acknowledge him. My eyes are glued to one person and one person only.

She walks over to me.

"Ey is that Song Violet?"

"Damn she's looking fine."

"Bro she's a slut though."

"Who cares? Only lucky bastards get to fuck her senseless."

Poking my tongue inside my cheek I fight the urge to punch those guys in the face. Violet leans down to plant a kiss on my lips and it's honestly the best distraction ever.

She then climbs to sit on my lap. Straight away my hands find themselves on her hips, then on her lower back, before slowly roaming towards her ass. I swear I could make out her figure just through touch.

She bites down on my lip, tugging slightly before pulling away.

I notice her eyes I lock with the nob heads who were running their mouths a few seconds ago. "You guys mind taking your small dicks somewhere else?" She talks with full confidence and eyes that could burn straight through their skin. "Oh and by the way, it's Jeon Violet now. And yes. I am a slut. But only for one lucky bastard."

I smile and turn to look away. "You're actually the best." I say before looking back at her.

She smiles and takes hold of my hands, and I feel my soul leave my body when she takes my index finger inside her mouth, sucking on it slowly until it pops back out.

"W-what was that for—."

"Some guys are still watching us. I'm just proving who has the bigger dick."

Fuck. Me. I think I need a cold shower.

Bringing herself closer she presses her lips against my cheek, slowly kissing towards my ear where she nibbles with her teeth. Straight away I feel the heat rush to my cheeks.

I know she's only had a few drinks, but never has she been so flirty with me especially at a house party.

"V-Violet I'm going red."

She chuckles softly, and my heart stops when I feel her tongue against my ear.

"N-noona!"

"There it is." She smirks.

3 hours later

Violet PoV

I look to my left. Then my right.

Yup. I'm actually sat on the floor playing spin the bottle. Bomi's party was dead so she decided to try some games.

"I feel 13 again." Taehyung smirks at me.

"You and me both."

Looking across me I lock eyes with Jungkook. He decided to sit on the opposite side to increase our chances of kissing one another. Cutie.

"Okay okay okayyyy!" Bomi drunkenly attempts to walk on her knees towards the bottle. "Let's see who our first kisser will be shall weeeee."

As the bottle spins everyone makes weird noises whilst slapping their knees. Not gonna lie it sounds like a horny Amazonian tribe but we'll go with it.

The bottle lands on Jimin. I laugh and nudge Taehyung to look as he does a little thankyou to god.

The bottle spins again, this time landing on a random girl from my English class. Hwasa I think her name is.

Smirking she enters the centre of the circle before cupping hold of Jimins face n snogging his lips off.

As the night progresses the bottle spins and spins, myself and Jungkook not getting picked once which I'm glad about.

Taehyungs been picked once or twice, however both of his kissers were Jimin which was as sight and a half.

"Okay let's spin one more time and then we'll play something else!" Bomi giggles whilst stumbling towards the bottle. In the space of 12 minutes I've watched her polish back 3 Malibu cokes, hence why there's now three mini umbrellas in her hair.

The girls actually kinda funny when drunk.

The bottle spins, and this time it lands on me. Of course the occasional comments gets made, but like Jungkook I choose to ignore it.

"If there's a god he'll let that bottle land on me."

"Yeah Violet baby I got a cold sore so maybe you'll have to kiss somewhere else."

The snorts of male laughter amuse me. These guys really think they have a shot with me, bless.

When Bomi spins the bottle again, my eyes go straight to Jungkook. He scrunches his nose into a smile, and I do the same.

I hoped for him. Scratch that I prayed to Jimins god it was him.

I hoped for Taehyung. A friendly peck wouldn't harm anyone.

I even hoped for Jimin. Just no one that could make me wanna barf into my hands.

The sudden burst of oo's make me jump.

Oh damn. The bottles landed on someone I did not expect.

I look at Jungkook who just shrugs his shoulders.

Ah why not.

Uncrossing my legs I head to the centre of the circle, a very nervous Bomi joining me.

"Let's give these guys a run for their money birthday girl." I take an umbrella from her hair and slide it into my own, watching the girls nervous expression change to a smile. Without hesitation I kiss her, going straight into some harmless tongue action.

Bomi's a decent kisser I won't lie, but I'm destroying her right now. In fact if not mistaken I think her knees have gone a little weak...

"Yo Violet if I give you a fiver can I fuck you both?"

Another harmless comment which I choose to ignore, but Jungkook chooses otherwise.

I rip away from the kiss when hearing the crowds tone change, my eyes now watching Jungkook punching a guy repeatedly on the ground.

Oh fuck.

One of his mates come to help, which causes Taehyung & Jimin to join.

You'd think three against two would work. But let's face it those losers are up against two 6ft 4 jocks.

One of them tackles both Taehyung and Jimin whilst the other pins down Jungkook. He throws a punch to his jaw and that's when I see red.

Jungkook PoV

I wanna kill this guy.

All night he's been at it with the cat calls and I'm sick of it.

He throws me another punch, then another until I shoot my knee up and straight into his gut.

Taking my chance I roll to the side and get back onto my feet, but he's not far from doing the same. Charging forward he shoves me against a wall so hard that I'm sure my back has dented the plaster.

"You're fucking dead you freak." The male grunts, about to take a swing when a glass bottle is smashed over his head, sending him to the ground.

The room grows silent and I watch as Violet steps over the unconscious body, fixing her hair in the process. "You losers really need to realise not every film fight is real. The good guys don't always win."

"Shit Jungkook are you alright?" Bomi stumbles over with her clicky kitten heals.

"Fine." He answers before wiping his bleeding lip.

"I'm so sorry! That idiot is one of my brothers old mates, I didn't think he'd be like this—."

"I said it's fine."

I look at Jungkook. I know what he really wants to say to her, he's just holding back the urge because like always; he's too nice. And screaming at a girl on her birthday is something I could never imagine him doing. Even if that girl was Bomi.

Me on the other hand.

"Bomi how dumb can you be to—."

"Okay my balls are officially bruised." Taehyungs voice cuts me off, and with his arm now heavily slumped over my shoulder, I take that as our queue to leave.