all for show | rosekook

oh my fucking god.

Rosé had never bothered signing up for clubs throughout her time in college. For one, no club had ever interested her enough to commit to and she just didn't have a big enough of a hobby to spend her free time on. For two, she had been way too busy trying to juggle school and her past relationship — which she later regret ever wasting time on as it turned out to be pretty much one-sided on her part.

So sitting here at the stands, eyes gazing where the football team were now having a short break from practice, Rosé soon realised just how incredibly passionate and hardworking Jungkook is. Of course she had noticed it before, back when he had told her to wait for him till he ended his practice almost a month ago, but seeing it now, without any of the hatred she thought she had for him before, it was much much clearer — Jungkook is just a force to be reckoned with.

And Rosé couldn't keep her eyes off of him even if she tried. Because something about the way he was laughing along with his teammates, with his hair falling in curly waves over his eyes, drinking from his bottle as he smacks Yugyeom on the back for fooling around too much. And the way the white football jersey looks on him. It's truly unfair how effortlessly good looking he is.

"Go, Jungkook!" A sharp shriek could be heard from the seats a few meters away from her and Rosé lazily turned her head to the source of the irritable sound.

Just as she had predicted, the two girls of the "I HEART JUNGKOOK" club — no such thing exists, of course, Rosé just likes being judgmental — Shua and Vivi were watching him intently from the stands just as she is and Rosé couldn't stop the urge to roll her eyes at them. And Rosé is naturally not a very jealous person, even when she was with Taehyung, when girls would openly gawk at her ex-boyfriend, it had bothered her at first but she later got used to it and didn't care, but with Jungkook, she just feels the need to throw a bottle at the two girls. Even a disciplinary notice would have been worth it.

But she ignored that weird feeling settling at the pits of her stomach and instead turned back to look at the team and her heart almost plummeted out of her chest to see Jungkook enthusiastically waving at her from the field. Rosé didn't want to smile back at first but seeing the way he flashed his teeth and showing that adorable bunny smile that she secretly loved, she couldn't help but offer a short wave back. And she kinda liked that she could almost hear a scoff coming a few meters away from her. Yeah he likes me, got that?

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"I can't believe you're actually getting jealous," he chuckled breathlessly, the tiny dimples on this sides of his mouth naturally appearing and Rosé could only glare at him in response.

A few minutes before this, Jungkook had walked over to Shua and Vivi and while Rosé knew that he couldn't just ignore them when they had called him first, she couldn't help but get a little irritated by the scene. He had bowed at them in thanks after a couple minutes of talking before excitedly skipping up the stairs like a child to sit beside her but was confused to see the obvious frown on her face. He had asked her of course what was bothering her and Rosé had merely told him to ask the two girls in front instead. He thought it was weird until he soon realised where her statement was coming from and it was honestly impressive how his confused expression quickly transforms into a teasing smirk.

"Huh? Me? Jealous? Why would I be jealous?" Rosé scoffed out, finger pushing the glasses she was wearing up on her nose (she didn't bother wearing contacts today).

Jungkook raises an eyebrow in response, "So is it okay if I go over to them again?"

"And for what?"

"Just to thank them for coming down, y'know." He shrugs.

"Didn't you just do that? Why would you go over to thank them again? That makes absolutely zero sense, don't you think? And if you think about it, isn't it weird how they're still actively coming down to watch your trainings and openly cheer for you when they know both of us are kind of a thing, even though it was fake, but that's besides the point — I, what?"