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“ J-jin Oppa, please, I…I have been watching you for a long time, and I know I am in love with you, and please be my boyfriend!!!”
Jin smiled with warmth, as he gently placed his hand on top of the girl’s lowered head, saying in a soft voice.
“ Heejung, I am really honored that such a sweet girl like you would fall for me, of all the amazing guys out there, but I am sorry, I am not looking to date anyone right now. But, I am sure you will find someone amazing soon enough.”
The girl looked up, her expression crestfallen, but she still managed to smile sadly as she said.
“ Thank you Jin-Oppa, for being so kind about this, and not mocking me.”
“ How could I mock you? It takes a lot of courage to confess to someone, and put yourself out there, and I would never mock such a brave act.”
Jin said sincerely, and the girl smiled, nodding, before bowing to him, and leaving the classroom.
Hoseok was just entering the classroom, passing next to the girl who bowed to him politely and Hoseok returned the bow with his usual radiant grin.
He saw his friend sighing deeply, and he said with a knowing face.
“ Another one, huh?”
Jin nodded, as he took his bag, slinging it over his shoulder and walking to his best friend, saying.
“ Yeah. It pains me every time I have to do it.”
“ Then, why don’t you just accept someone’s confession, and see how it goes?”
Hoseok asked curiously, and Jin smiled bitterly as he answered.
“ Oh, come on Hobi, you know why they approach me. They only want me for my looks, and my kind personality. None of them knows the real me. You think that they would still be confessing their love to me if they knew just how awkward I was? Or, if they knew that God forbid, I can also get angry because of something, and be petty about it? They just want the perfect Kim Seokjin that is always polite, always looks good, always gets good grades, and never does anything wrong.”
“ You are not even giving them a chance to get to know you, though. Me, and Yoongi know you, and we still love you, okay wait I love you, because I am not sure Yoongi is capable of loving anyone, but nevertheless we still accept you even though you are a dorky, awkward pig who can’t stop eating, and gushing over Super Mario-Ow, don’t hit me!”
Hoseok whined when Jin harshly smacked his forearm after all the “amazing” compliments he gave him.
“ Sheesh, where is your sense of humour?”
Hoseok asked offended, rubbing the place where Jin had hit him.
“ Gone, as well as yours apparently. But, seriously now, I just want someone to fall in love with me, for me. And then confess their love.”
Jin said, and Hoseok sighed, patting him on the shoulder, saying thoughtfully.
“ Don’t we all, don’t we all…”
They were walking down the hallways, when they saw the same girl that had confessed her undying love to Jin a few moments ago, running out of the art room, completely in tears as she ran off in the other direction.
“ What the…Jeon Jungkook.”
Jin muttered in confusion until a tall guy with messy dark black raven hair also came out of the art room.
He had a lollipop in his mouth, rolling it around in his mouth, his eyes indifferent as always as he approached his best friend Taehyung who was waiting for him outside the art room.
“ Fucking annoying girl, when will they get it in their shallow little heads that I do not fucking want to have anything to do with them?!”
Jungkook said in an annoyed voice, making Taehyung shrug his shoulders, while Jin had his fists clenched.
This bastard really… Couldn’t he at least be more sensitive, fucking asshole.
“ What the hell did you say to me?”
a low, menacing voice snapped Jin out of his thoughts and he saw Jungkook, who was now turned around to him instead of his friend, glaring at him with such intensity that he even heard Hoseok shudder next to him.
Oh shit, he must have said it out loud.
Well, whatever, he meant it anyways.
“ You heard me. Can’t you be a bit more considerate when turning people down?”
Jin said in his serious voice, and he felt Hoseok tugging his sleeve to make him shut up, but when Jungkook’s almond brown eyes darkened dangerously as he took a step towards them, Jin definitely knew that there was no way he was going to back down. Not now.
“ And what does that have to do anything with you, huh, K-I-M S-E-O-K-J-I-N?”
Jin cringed at the way Jungkook drawled his name, in that lazy, challenging voice coloured with mockery, as if Jin was some sort of a lower being.
“ It does have everything to do with me, because I hate little piece of shits like you, who don’t have respect for anyone, or anything for that matter. And I am Seokjin-Hyung to you, you brat.”
He could her Hoseok mumbling “oh, boy” next to him, and yeah sure, Jungkook was slightly taller than him, and definitely more muscular, while Jin was tall, and had broad shoulders, but his love for food definitely left him all soft and without any muscles, but the hell with it! This brat, who was a year younger than him, had the audacity to say his name in such a mocking tone, and without a title next to it, so of course he wasn’t going to let it slide. Especially, since he had heard stories about this guy rejecting everyone in such a disgusting manner, practically making them cry and lose self-confidence in themselves, probably telling them how unworthy they were of being with him, and it honestly irked Jin. And now was his chance to say it.
“ A Hyung is somebody who deserves respect. And you are just a coward who can’t even tell people the truth of why he doesn’t want to date them, and then you dare say something to me? At least, I am being honest, and not twisting things around just so that people wouldn’t think badly of me.”
Jungkook spat out his words in a cold voice, a smirk gracing his dark red lips as Jin gritted his teeth and clenched his fist.
“ Jin, come on, he is not worth it.”
Hoseok said cautiously, wrapping his hand around his friend’s wrist to try and pull him away, but Jin wouldn’t move.
Jeon Jungkook was even worse than he had imagined it before.
Sure, he had seen the guy before, around campus, and in the cafeteria, and he noticed the air of arrogance around the guy every time he saw him, walking around as if he was the only important person in the world, while the others sighed after him, staring at him in awe.
And it’s not like Jin blamed Jungkook only for acting like he owned the campus and people in it.
After all, it didn’t help that despite Jungkook’s reputation of a bad boy, most of the students still followed him like love-struck puppies, feeding his already huge ego.
Other than giving off that bad boy vibe, Jungkook was also very rich, well his parents were, and that is probably what managed not to get him expelled from the University after he pulled a few stunts last year, like throwing a huge party in the main building of the University, where most people broke chairs in the classrooms, and even vomited on the tables.
Even though Jungkook was the initiator of it all, and the one who obtained the keys to the building, the Dean of the University just suspended him for 2 weeks, saying how all the others participated in it as well, and how Jungkook wasn’t the sole culprit.
Sure, that is why, and not because Jungkook’s dad miraculously paid for all the damage and even donated a large amount of money afterwards, Jin thought ironically.
Well, all of that may have affected other people, making them swoon over Jungkook while others feared him, but Jin wasn’t like that.
He wasn’t going to let some disrespectful shit insult him like that.
He pulled away his hand from Hoseok’s grip as he took a step forward until he was face to face with Jungkook.
“ Listen to me, you spoiled brat.”
Jin started off in his deep voice which only came out when he was extremely angry, which was definitely now.
Jungkook’s expression hardened when Jin called him “ a spoiled brat”, and he glared at Jin with such hostility that one would think Jin had murdered his whole family.
“ I don’t care who you are, or who your parents are. You do not own everything, and everyone, contrary to your sick little beliefs, and the real cowards is you, doing immature shit, and then letting your daddy take care of it, instead of manning up and admitting to your mistakes.”
Jin finished with an unwavering voice, and Jungkook was practically trembling from anger, his neck going red with how furious he was becoming as he grabbed the front of Jin’s shirt roughly, hissing through greeted teeth.
“ You do not fucking know anything about me, or my family, and if you ever dare talk to me like that, I will…”
His threat was left unfinished when a security guard approached them asking them if there was a problem.
It was obvious that Jungkook didn’t care about the presence of the guard, as his grip tightened on Jin’s shirt while Jin glared at him with equal disgust, not wanting to back down.
It was Jungkook’s friend Taehyung, who finally took a step towards them, whispering in Jungkook’s ear, but Jin managed to hear it.
“ Come on, you will deal with him some other time, we can’t afford another mistake, or this time you will really get expelled.”
Jin was surprised when Jungkook actually clicked his tongue in annoyance, letting go of him, but not before throwing a look full of despise at him, muttering.
“ This isn’t over.”
before walking away with Taehyung without a word, leaving a relieved Hoseok, a confused guard, and an extremely irritated Jin.
Oh yeah, you bet your ass this isn’t over, you dipshit, Jin thought with resentment, straightening his favourite pink T-Shirt which that jerk had wrinkled.
It had been 2 weeks since the incident with Jeon Jungkook, and nothing had changed from their usual routine.
Jin turned down the confessions in the most polite way possible as usual, while Jungkook flatly and rudely rejected everyone as always.
They rarely crossed paths, but the difference was that now, every time they saw each other, the air would suddenly become colder between them as they glared at each other, and if it wasn’t for their friends always pulling them away from each other, before they managed to throw insults at each other, they would have definitely ended up in a fight.
The tension between them was thick ever since that day, and it didn’t help that Jin was extremely burdened with exams hanging over his head, and he desperately needed to vent his frustration on something, and Jeon Jungkook just had to be the one to trigger it all.
Currently, he was stuck in his dorm room, on a late Saturday night, wanting nothing more than to scream from how exhausted and irritated he was.
He had been studying for hours already, and he was sure that his brain had stopped working.
He tried calling Yoongi and Hoseok, wanting to get out of his dorm room, and get some air and hang out, but of course Yoongi wasn’t picking up his calls, probably sleeping as always, while Hoseok apologized and said he had to hold a dance class.
Jin sighed in frustration, until there were a few frantic knocks on his door.
He furrowed his brows in confusion, peeling himself off the floor, and walking towards his front door, opening it, only to be tackled to the floor by his Sandeul, one of his close friends.
“ JINNIE! Get dressed, WE ARE GOING OUT!”
Sandeul half-screamed, while his two other friends Jinyoung and Gongchan watched them while laughing their asses off.
Jin suspected that they weren’t completely sober, but he didn’t care, this was just what he needed.
A night out, to clear his troubled mind.
A few hours later, he was in the similar condition as his friends, even worse actually, as he was stumbling on the dance flower in some fancy nightclub in Itaewon, swaying to the music and giggling.
Currently, he was completely carefree, barely aware of where he was, or with who he was with.
He rarely drank this much, to the point of being almost completely unaware of his surroundings, and usually Hoseok, or Yoongi were there to take him home, but now it was different.
There was no guarantee that he will get home safe, but he was too intoxicated to care about that.
So, when Sandeul screamed in his ear all of a sudden.
“ TRUTH, OR DARE?!!!”
He didn’t even stop to think about it, as he responded loudly.
“ DARE!!!”
“ Wooooho, okay, I dare you to kiss that hot guy standing at the bar!”
Sandeul yelled excited, and Jin tried to focus his blurry vision towards the bar where there was a tall guy in black leather jeans, black shirt, and with two silver hinged earwires on his left ear, and one on his right ear, with his dark black hair reaching them.
What a great ass, he thought, as he was slowly making his way to the guy who had his back turned to him as he was talking to some blonde guy which seemed familiar to Jin, but he didn’t know from where.
He didn’t care really, his adrenaline rushing at the thought of doing something so bold, and when he was right behind the guy, he tapped his shoulder and he heard an irritated voice grunting out a “what”, but he wasn’t sober enough to register that, so he just slurred “come here, you sexy thing”, before grabbing the guy’s collar and pulling him into a rough kiss. His ears were buzzing, and he could barely hear any sounds as he tried to focus on the guy’s lips which were really soft, but really stiff as well, not responding to the kiss at all, and Jin frowned, feeling annoyed that he wasn’t doing his dare right, so he skillfully slid his other hand underneath the guy’s shirt, touching the skin of his stomach, which was pretty firm, and the action made the guy part his lips slightly as he gasped in surprise. Jin felt triumphant when he managed to get what he wanted, as he moved his lips eagerly along the soft lips of this stranger which were still stiff, but slowly started responding to the kiss. Soon enough, Jin felt a hand around his waist, roughly pulling him forward making him flush against the stranger’s chest, who was now kissing him with such hunger and intensity that Jin started feeling short of breath. The surprising thing was that even though he had no idea who he was kissing, it felt incredibly good, and the guy sure knew what he was doing, as he slipped his tongue inside of Jin’s mouth, making Jin clutch the guy’s collar in surprise and letting out a little whimper as the guy shoved his tongue down his throat, and maybe if he was sober that would have felt different, but currently it made him want to puke.
He finally opened his eyes and was met with half-lidded eyes of the stranger which seemed really familiar, and he could see that the guy had no intention of stopping, so he managed to gather all of his strength, and push the guy away who growled in dissatisfaction, and Jin felt someone hugging him from behind in a tight hug, and screaming in his ear.
“ DARE COMPLETED!!! KISSING A TOTAL STRANGER, CHECK!”
Sandeul’s voice could be heard, as he squeezed Jin in a tight grip, and that just made that disgusting feeling in his stomach rise to his throat, since squeezing him when he had this much to drink was definitely a bad idea.
He barely registered a familiar low voice, which sounded surprised, but most of all extremely pissed off as he said.
“ A DARE??!”
And the last thing Jin remembers is looking up, and being met with a very familiar glare that the stranger was giving him, except that now a certain name crossed his mind as he recognized who he had kissed, but that didn’t matter, because the next thing he knew he was puking all over the guy’s leather pants and silky shirt, which seemed pretty expensive.
When he had released all of the contents out of his stomach, he wiped his mouth with his hand, breathing heavily, but feeling better, that was until he heard Sandeul saying “ ewww” in a disgusted voice, and hearing “ oh shit” from a familiar voice.
He looked up, only then noticing that the blonde boy who had just cursed in fear was Kim Taehyung, and that the guy he had kissed, and which was now covered in his vomit was none other than Jeon Jungkook.
He was met with wide dark brown orbs, which were now becoming black, Jungkook’s mouth parted in shock, and his eyes becoming darker and darker, his stare making Jin shiver as it was becoming murderous, when the guy said in an icy voice through gritted teeth.
“ Kim Seokjin, I am going to fucking murder you.”
And in that moment Jin felt frozen, thinking how this was definitely the day he dies.
If only he had worn something cuter to be buried in.