Y/N POV

I was having a fun time eating my ice-cream until Jungkook decided to fight.

Oh boy, let's see who ruins whose face.

After a silly child like fight, Jungkook wiped off the cream from my nose and lip with his finger.

"Hey, you could have used the hankey." I suggested.

"You know I would have preferred the lip on lip technique to wipe that off."
He responded with a smirk.

And for a moment I stood there with a super shocked expression because that was fucking unexpected.

After regaining the lost senses, I came back to my form and that was when I plastered a death stare on my face, shooting the glare straight at Jeon freaking Jungkook.

"And I would prefer the fist on face method to make you cough blood."
I said as I started trailing towards Jungkook with an 'am bouta kill you' look.

Even before he could react I locked his hands at his back, and bending his upper body towards the car's bonnet.

I slowly bent to meet Jungkook's gaze and whispered
"Peekaboo."

He slightly flinched.
"Now say, would you ever dare to talk that shit to me again?" I said with a smug look.

But what happened next was more unexpected.

Suddenly Jungkook twisted my hand that was holding his and switched the positions.

Now I was the one who was bent upon the bonnet.

"How you like that?" Jungkook said and I could feel his smirk.

"I wasn't paying attention that's why you could do this." I scoffed not believing that he was strong enough to fight my grip and that was my attitude that I couldn't accept him being stronger than me.

"Now you're having your full attention, repeat what I did." He said.

"Lemme make it easy, I'm just using a single hand now." He mocked.

To my utter and disappointing surprise, I couldn't move much and was struggling under his grip.

Man, what do you eat!?

"Leave me!" I yelled but it came out only as a muffled whisper.

It was because Jungkook had covered my mouth with his hand and quick as a flash, I was on the passenger's seat and him on the driver's.

"I am sorry for this spontaneous behaviour, but I just saw Namjoon Hyung and believe it or not, if he saw us that way, I would be dead." Jungkook said as he scratched his nape quite flustered as a crimson tint flushed up his cheeks.

I just made an 'O' face because I didn't know how to respond to that, even though it's nothing wrong but I know Hyung wouldn't have liked that any more than I did.

I was still staring at Jungkook like I would kill him, didn't quite like his ways today.

"Okay, well I am sorry I was just flirting to tease you." He said without the slightest fear.

"And I don't like flirts." I spoke with gritted teeth.

"But I'm not one of those flirts. I am Jeon Jungkook." He said shrugging his shoulders.

"So Jeon Junglebook, listen here, I don't like any kind of of flirts so you better not dare try me." I said pointing a finger at him.

"Who do you think you're calling Junglebook, you Mowgli!" He said as he spared me a glance with a very irritated face.

"You think I am Mowgli?" I said as I was testing his nerve.

"But a beautiful one you know." He winked.

Will he ever stop with this flirt?

"This flirting is the reason I am calling you names and you still continue. The nerve..." I scoffed.

"Well, you're way too gorgeous a girl to not flirt with." He again stated.

"But I don't want you to!" I yelled.

"Don't get hyped up y/n, you still look beautiful but anger isn't good for health." Jungkook was laughing by now.

"So you're not gonna stop, whatever. I. DON'T. CARE." I scoffed at him. What does he think he is?

"But your I don't care is too loud." Jungkook laughed.

I didn't reply to him, didn't feel the need to or he'll flirt again.

But deep down in my heart, I knew I was lowkey liking his flirting, lowkey being happy by that, somewhat flustered too.

Lowkey, I knew I was liking him......

Y/N POV ENDS

The rest of the ride went pretty silent and he dropped you home leaving for his own.

Well, actually he wasn't going to his apartment but somewhere else.

But where?

JUNGKOOK POV

I parked the car infront of a huge mansion. It was just as big as Y/n's.

Why do I keep thinking about her only?

I went inside like I own the place, because I did.

It wasn't a nice feeling though.
I had told all my hyung's that I am working for Y/n as her secretary due to a mission but I don't want to do that.

I can never believe she's what they think, NEVER.

Why the heck am I so bothered about her!? It's annoying the hell outta me!

Okay Jungkook, calm the fuck down, patience, calm, patience, calm.

I knocked on the beautiful wooden door as an elderly man opened it and engulfed me in his embrace as soon as his eyes caught the sight of my handsome face.

That elderly man is my dad.

"Oh my son, I missed you so much, you literally forgot about this old father of yours, didn't you?" He said as he tightened his grip around my body and somehow I could feel angst in his hug rather than warm love.

I never really went along well with my dad. Can't blame me, he just doesn't give good vibes. He gives me rather bad vibes.

"I missed you too dad, but just couldn't get the perfect time to call you or meet you." I lied, with no sincerity whatsoever in my voice.

"Oh take a seat Jungkook, let's have a nice ' father-son talk '." He said and that just gave me a glint of trick in his eyes.
Always, always it's his shady words that make me question him.

I took a seat as he offered me coffee, I drank it, atleast I trusted him enough to know he won't drug or poison my drink.

"So son, what do you think about Y/n? I mean is it just a misconception?" He asked curiously.

I sometimes think Y/n's actions are shady, like she's dangerous. But I don't think that's enough to say she's THAT. I honestly can never believe she'd be related to 악마
at any cost.

Y/n, what have you done to me? I can't think in any way wrongly of you.

"No dad, she for sure isn't related to the devil, she's just an innocent woman who's not-so-innocent." I said as a smile just made its way to my lips the moment I thought of her.

Ethereal beauty was what I would call her.

Jungkook what the hell are you thinking!?

"What exactly do you mean by not-so-innocent?" Dad asked raising an eyebrow.

"She's a bit hot-tempered. She doesn't get angry too easily but when she does get angry, it's over for everyone." I spoke without thinking, honestly I think her anger is hot. Like her glares, dangerous expressions, dangerous doings, that's hotter than hell.

"Well son, that makes me doubt her you know. Be careful and keep watching her, every move." Dad spoke with that glint and I didn't like it at all, I just nodded.

After a few here and there talks, I left the mansion and drove to my apartment.

I plopped on the bed comfortably when the memory of Y/n falling on me came.

And I fucking blushed. God what the hell!?

Again, me tackling her on the car's bonnet, her beautiful face, the most gorgeous pair of eyes-
No no, what the fuck!? Why am I simping!?

Do I like her?

No no no no no no no no no no no..
I can't fucking fall for her, yes she's beautiful, yes she's damn attractive but no just no.

I can't see myself with her. Actually I can, I mean we'll look so good-- no what the fuck is happening with me!?

After changing clothes when I closed my eyes, laying peacefully on my bed, all I could think of were two things.

Both related to Y/n, FUCKING KIM Y/N.

I would close my eyes and I would think what if- what if she really is related to devil? I can't take it, never.

Then the thought comes,
Why can't I take it?

I would just keep on thinking of her and only her, the problem wasn't that I fell for someone. Yes, I admit, I fell for Y/n, even after hating her A LOT.
EVEN AFTER NOT LIKING HER ATTITUDE, HER ANGER.
STILL I FELL FOR HER.

I know I fell for her and it's not just a tiny ignore worthy feeling, it's just stinging, so noticeable.

I FELL FOR HER NOW, I KNOW, BUT HOW!!!!??????

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