When the campus heartthrob Jeon Jungkook who's actually a secret, self-professed romantic at heart, and the innocent country girl Kim Y/N, who's actually not as timid and docile as she seems, end up sharing a dorm for the semester, both discover tha...
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"OW FUCK!" JUNGKOOK hissed, cursing under his breath as I pushed him away with all my might, trying hard not to let his proximity get under my skin.
"I see our little flower's got claws," He joked, wincing as he pulled back with a groan. "I almost thought you were going to rip my heart out of my chest."
I licked my lips shakily. I was so shocked, I may or may not have dug my nails into his skin as hard as I possibly could.
Not because I intended to hurt him but because that kiss had left me stunned, causing my body to freeze in its spot and my muscles to react the only way they knew how to whenever a man came too close.
I wasn't really thinking. Probably because my brain was too occupied between processing the soft brush of his lips against my cheek and sending signals down to the nerves in my legs to even register when my arms moved.
"You should be glad I didn't actually do that." I whispered, jerkily pulling my hands back to myself. Lifting my chin up, I kept my mouth tightly sealed in an effort to mask any outward signs of my emotional disarray that could make me appear vulnerable to Jungkook. I hated how my skin still tingled with the lingering memory of his lips and how I was pathetically unable to decide whether I wanted to ask him to back off or stay where he was, his beautiful molten gaze flickering under the party lights.
"And why didn't you?" He smirked, making no effort to step backwards. "I would think I deserved that much for kissing you so abruptly." Leaning closer, he grinned knowingly when I protectively crossed my arms over my chest, regarding him with suspicion, and then effortlessly turned to lean against the wall beside me.
"Don't tell me you actually liked it." He remarked, his voice playful as he lifted his own arms to cross them over his chest, imitating me.
I rolled my eyes, resisting a strong urge to scoff as Jungkook continued to subject me to a look of sheer amusement. He clearly enjoyed getting on my nerves. "Don't tempt me to actually smack you, Jungkook. Because I will if you don't tell me exactly why you did that, right now."
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