Chapter 29

Jinhee POV

I ran after Jungkook, who was stomping away from the field after his outburst at Jimin Oppa.

"Jungkook! Wait! Where are you going?!" I called after him, stumbling a bit on the uneven ground in the carpark.

Students from the lower grades scattered when they saw his angry expression.

No one wanted to piss off the strongest and most popular boy in school.

They stood all around the carpark, staring at him, and then me.

Jungkook didn't stop until he reached his car, the muscles in his back expanding and contracting with each heavy breath that he took.

I ignored the rude stares from fellow students and tentatively placed my hand on his bicep.

He relaxed a little, the fight going out of his body.

"Are you okay now?" I asked softly, scared that he would somehow break down out of the blue.

Then everyone would have a glimpse of one of the most popular boys in school crying.

Not good for his reputation, obviously I didn't give a shit about whether he cried in front of me or not, he was just Jungkook to me.

Someone special.

I moved my hand to his lower back instead, feeling the hardened muscle twitch at my touch.

I silently marvelled at his immense strength, all the while rubbing soothing small circles in a pattern over his shirt.

He gave a small audible sigh, his shoulders slumping in defeat.

I grinned in satisfaction, knowing that I'd singlehandedly managed to calm down my hot-headed boyfriend.

He turned around slowly and noticed all the open-mouthed stares.

His eyes flashed with dangerous annoyance.

"Would you all get lost?! We're not a museum exhibit for you to gawk at!" he snapped in anger, and the school bell rang right after he finished, signaling the end of the lunch period.

Everyone recoiled and hurried for their own classes, on the one hand curious about us but also not wanting to incur the Jeon Jungkook's wrath.

Which, might I add in, is terrifying to watch.

I smiled appreciatively at him for getting rid of the irritating crowd. Seriously, was there no privacy in this school?

I wrapped my arms around his neck, my height was perfect for him, and his for mine.

"You know I love you, right?" he whispered quietly.

I grinned again, happily letting him claim my lips after a quick, "I know, I love you too."

The kiss was short and sweet, a little different from the usual ones Jungkook gave.

The feelings involved were different as well.

Instead on the hot, needy and passion-filled kiss I'd grown used to, this was soft, careful, and slow, like Jungkook was afraid of breaking me if he went any faster.

I liked it.

I caressed his mouth with mine, expertly moving against his smooth lips and earning a happy hum from him when we pulled away for air.

"It doesn't seem like you're new at this whole dating thing. I can't believe I'm your first boyfriend." he said, a little breathless.

I laughed, kissing his cheek and replying, "I don't know how I do it either. You must have grown on me sometime in the past few weeks."

He smirked then, his eyebrows raising a little and his lips curving up.

"Yes, that must be the reason."

He leaned down a bit and captured my mouth with his again, with the same sweet, almost lazy moments.

Yeah, I could really get used to this

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Mi Rae POV

I nursed my shoulder where I had crashed into the wall when that bastard Jungkook attacked me.

I scowled, hatred burning in my eyes for my ex.

How pathetic

Apparently he hadn't gotten over what I did to his father so very long ago.

An evil smile graced my bashed up face, thinking of all the things I could do to make his life even more miserable.

Of course, it wasn't so miserable now, with that lousy excuse of a girlfriend he's got.

Oh yes, I've done my research already, and she's supposed to be the most popular girl in this school.

I huffed.

Most popular my ass, she's probably nothing but another one of those attention-seeking whores who were so common in all the previous schools I'd been in.

My mouth twisted up into a cruel smirk, no matter, I would get to her, just like I got to the idiot's father.

Just for the fun of it, cause why not?

She's definitely his weak spot, funny, I'd never pegged him as one of those guys who liked to sleep with random girls, and that he would actually like one of them.

Anyway, I looked into the floor length mirror next to the bed, checking my face.

That rat had done some real damage, my nose, which was bandaged up, was broken, and every part of my body hurt, especially my cheekbones.

I touched my cheek gently, and hissed in pain.

A raged glint appeared in my brown eyes as I accessed the injuries.

I clenched my jaw and walked towards the door, sweeping my short blonde hair to one side.

My lips pursed in a straight line, I exited the infirmary room and headed for the carpark.

It was a big mistake on Jeon Jungkook's part to attack me, no one hits Kang Mi Rae and gets away with it.

I'm going to make him pay.

A slow, menacing grin made it's way onto my face.

I tried not to move my cheeks too much, in case I disturbed the healing process.

Jeon Jungkook, you're in for a hell of a time, I'll make sure of it.

Jungkook POV

I was sprawled out in front of the TV at Jinhee's house.

She was sitting on the floor in front of me, watching a Harry Potter movie.

I glared at the disk box accusingly, because it contained what had taken away Jinhee's attention from me.

I pouted in frustration, whining loudly at Jinhee's lack of interest in me right now.

"Jinheeeee..." I dragged her name out in an annoyed tone.

"What, Jungkook?" she asked, equally annoyed that I'd disrupted her movie watching time.

I don't believe it

"You keep ignoring meee... And I feel lonelyyyy..." I protested some more, feeling hurt.

She just rolled her eyes at me, muttering under her breath, "Such a big baby..." and turned back to the TV screen.

"Hey!" I said indignantly, "I'm not a big baby!"

"Oh, yes, you are. I'll bet my money on it."

What was it with people thinking I was just an immature kid?!

Jinhee's barely older than I am!

I growled, extremely pissed off now, "Really? I bet my money that I can turn off the TV right now so that you can't watch your precious Harry Potter."

She narrowed her eyes in a sexy manner, almost distracting me from my goal: to steal the remote from her.

Almost

I snatched up the remote control and hovered my thumb threateningly over the big red "off" button.

"Don't. You. Dare." she all but snarled, viciously.

I cocked an eyebrow confidently, "Watch me."

I pressed down on the button a second before Jinhee body slammed me, causing my body to crash into the side of the sofa.

"NO!" she yelled, furious, and started slapping me with the cushions on the sofa.

A surprised "oof" escaped me as Jinhee sat up on my stomach to wack my face.

I froze instantaneously, my skin burning wherever she touched me, but she didn't seem to notice anything, and continued her pillow assault on me obliviously.

Her actions made her body slide downwards a little and I gasped in shock.

She stopped immediately and stared at me, her hair sticking to the back of her neck and her eyes burning with a light that I couldn't decipher.

She looked hot

I sucked in a breath harshly and breathed out slowly to calm my excited self down, damn you, stupid hormones!

Always getting the best of me!

I felt fairly sure that she could feel me down there, and I blushed red in embarrassment at the thought of her being on top of me.

Like now.

I gulped, swallowing my saliva, staring at her like she was from another world.

A world where people were almost as beautiful as her.

I swear I felt my heart speed up when she started to lean down towards my face, eyes locked on mine, those swirling purple and black eyes were my weakness.

Within seconds, I had captured her lips with my own.

She kissed me back with equal vigor and twisted her fingers into my hair, tugging hard.

I groaned and used my hands to cup her perfect face, tilting it up so the I could kiss her deeper.

I licked her bottom lip, asking for entrance, and she complied, her mouth opening to make room for my tongue.

I searched every corner of her mouth and gave a small sigh of contentment, she felt and tasted so good, like honey and sugar.

When I pulled away from her, I stroked her flushed cheek gently and lovingly.

"Sorry I turned off your TV. I'll let you go back to it now."

She stared unblinkingly at me, her eyes dazed.

I snickered, marvelling at the effect that my touch had on her, I loved making her happy.

"Are you impressed with my ability to make you forget everything you're angry about?" I pointed out cheekily, watching as I tickled her sides, making her snap out of her trance and giggle, her laughter brightening my dark mood from just then.

"Yeah yeah, whatever you say Jungkook."

She leaned in to peck me on the lips again, and a voice called out from behind us, "Now what have we got here?"

I flinched and Jinhee shrieked, pushing herself off me and falling with a loud thud on the living room floor.

She stared in horror at her two best friends, Taehee and Hyejin, who were giving her smug looks and a hint of mischief in their eyes.

Oh crap.