DADDY ISSUES || J.JK × Reader ✔

chapter 3 | Flirt

10 minutes later...

I walk towards the front of the classroom after climbing up the stairs with difficulty and sluggishness. Both of my best friends talking while I'm not saying anything out of tiredness.

Once we reach the line of students, the petite figure dressed in pink catches my eyes, and I grin. I'm ready for the payback she deserves. I precede my friends to get right behind y/n, I tuck my hands in my pockets but stick my body to the back of hers. "Do you want to know how it feels like?"

She clicks her tongue but punches me with her butt, right in the crotch. A groan that quickly turned into a moan slips out, and my body bends over. "Goddamn—" I bite my lips and rest my head on her shoulder, handling this type of pain for the second time today.

"Stop flirting, Jungkook," the English teacher appears from out of nowhere with his bullshit, I raise my head up to glance at him, but he just passes by. "Flirt?" I chuckle. "Is this guy serious?"

"He's jealous," my best friend backs me, and I straighten up. "This guy is a pervert who likes young girls."

"I heard that he had sex with a few students..." I state some facts, or at least, reveal the rumors that spread more and more every day in the school. His finger suddenly raises up towards the girl standing before me, he points at her but gets me to frown at him. "What?" I whisper. "What if she's one of them?"

"She doesn't even know what eat out means, are you kidding me?" I scoff but get startled by the one we're talking about who just whirled around. "Do you think I can't hear you?!"

I smile at her, innocently. "Do you like Mister Park?" I ask as the students in front of us are moving up to the classroom to get inside. "Why do you even want—"

"That means yes," I say with no doubt. She huffs but follows the others. However, once she passes right in front of the teacher, I check his reaction.

He smiles at her and keeps his eyes fixed on her, even when we're getting in the way. What a pervert. I nudge Hajoon to make him notice, but he grimaces. "He's disgusting."

"Yep," I agree and go up to my desk in the back of the classroom. I drop my bag on the floor and sit down, but notices something new on y/n's feet. "Do you have new shoes? I guess they costed more than my house in the future will."

"They're Louboutin sneakers if you want to know," she glares at me, probably still bitter about what I said earlier. "And they costed nine-hundred bucks. Are you happy to have a reason to judge me again?"

"I'm not judging..." I smile and stare at her laying her stuff on the desk. "Just observing..." I mumble. "Jungkook," the teacher already catches me when I was about to take my bag. "You stop chatting."

"I was just asking an important question, Sir," I emphasize on the last word, giving him a fake smile. He sends it back to me and puts his glasses on. "She obviously doesn't care about your question, you're just bothering her."

"How do you know—"

"You keep quiet now, or I take your diary and leave a note in it. Understood?" he doesn't kid anymore but shows the authority he never needs for y/n, his pet. "She answered me though. Why would I be the only one concerned?" I don't let this end, not appreciating the way he constantly treats her with partiality.

"Answer me just one more time, and I give you detention. Is that clear?" he stares at me as the whole class became muted. I push my tongue against my inner cheek, before smirking. "If so, I'll complain about the favoritism to the director."

"All right, detention for you," he nods, but I don't give a damn, I have nothing to do after school anyway. I take my supply out and put it down on the desk, making enough noise to get on the teacher's nerves.