student council || chubby reader x j.jk

19 | study group

J U N G K O O K

For the first time in fifteen years of existence, I was going to enter a girl's house. Not a female a family member, but a freaking girl from school! And of course, my own brother had to embarrass the hell out of me.

"Shut up." I spat, looking away "Shall we start studying?"

I didn't want to waste more time. Being at Y/n's was not bothersome, but I knew Namjoon and Jieun were going to make a big deal out of it. Thus, I decided to stick with Hoseok and Miria who arrived shortly after.

Y/n had brought a coffee table in her room so that we could all seat around the furniture and get to work. At first, we would ask questions to each other to evaluate our knowledge on several subjects. Then Namjoon gave us some exercises he had to do back in freshman year. Meanwhile, Hoseok and him studied together, as classmates.

At some point-I'd say an hour and half later-, Y/n suggested that we should take a break and share a snack. We followed her to the kitchen where her sister joined us and talked with Miria who she seemed to have a high esteem of.

I picked a can of soda and drank it next to Y/n and Jieun who were chatting about a specific subject I'd rather not hear about. But here I was; wrong place, wrong time.

"He texted me!" Y/n showed something on her phone, smiling like an idiot "What should I say?"

Jieun glanced at the phone, and her eyes immediately widened when she read the text. I couldn't help but roll my eyes at how childish Y/n was acting because of a simple text.

"Huh, seems like he enjoyed the date as much as you did."

Did she, now? I mean, it was probably not hard to impress her. Perhaps she was one of those girls craving for male's attention. I had to admit it was a bit disappointing, but whatever.

"Tell him you will!"

But Y/n frowned, obviously bothered. "What about Miria and you?"

Jieun shrugged. "We don't mind. Miria will most definitely push you!"

What the hell were they talking about? Was Y/n about to ditch her friends for a boy she met less than a week ago?

"You can't say no!" insisted her black-haired friend "So?"

They bickered a few minutes, but then Y/n gave in. She bit her lip, unsure of what she was about to do. I wanted to interrupt and tell her whatever Jieun told her to say, she shouldn't listen to people so carelessly. But I couldn't bring myself to do so, especially with Namjoon being around.

As a know-it-all, he had been trying to convince me that I felt special emotions for Y/n lately. Special emotions, pfft. To be honest, I wasn't even sure I could actually like anyone. I had a small crush on a girl back in middle school, but it didn't last long. She turned out to be an airhead, and I despised airheads.

Since then, no girls had actually caught my eye. I was too busy focusing on classes and the loss of my mother anyway. What was the point of dating when I couldn't bear to give enough attention to someone else?

So, when my brother accused me of being jealous regarding the Y/n and Haneul case; I freaked out.

Unfortunately, my impulsive reaction appeared as a solid proof to confirm his thoughts. Since then, he wouldn't shut up about Y/n. Of course, he was completely wrong! I didn't like her that way, I would never. She was a close friend-and God knows how hard it was for me to admit it-who I enjoyed talking to. But to love her? That was a different story.

There were so many reasons why I couldn't do that.

First, she wasn't my type. Sure, she was pretty; but definitely like the girls I tended to be attracted to.

Second, she was loud and nosy.

Third; a liar. Remember when she pretended to know how to draw to enter the art club?

See? Definitely couldn't like her.

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"I think you got it wrong." whispered the (h/c)-haired as she glanced at my notebook, sitting right next to me

I cocked an eyebrow, glancing back at my notes in search of the mistake. Unable to find it, I turned to her and gave her a quizzical look to which she smiled. Slowly, she leaned in, bringing her (h/c) hair right under my nose as she scribbled a formula on my notebook. I couldn't properly see it though, because the fruity scent of her hair was intoxicating.

Ugh, weird.

"Hey? Jungkook?"

Hearing my name, I looked up and realized she sat up. In a discreet sigh, I thanked her and managed to correct the mistakes I've done, thanks to her.

But as I tried to focus, my mind would constantly drift over the smell of her hair. Sweet, fresh; peaches. Was it a new shampoo? It had to be. Otherwise, I probably wouldn't have noticed.

Twenty minutes later; Miria's loud yawn made us realize we had been studying for five hours straight.

"My mother's going to be here soon. Do you want to stay for dinner?"

Hoseok had to leave, just like Jieun and Miria. On the other hand, my brother and I had no plans; but I did not want to bother. However, Namjoon insisted we should stay since Y/n offered, and it seemed like she was happy about it.

I wanted to forcefully leave and ditch Namjoon, but my friend said something I couldn't possibly forget.

"This is the first time I'm having friends over for dinner!"

Her eyes were shining like a child's on Christmas morning; it brought a smile onto my face. Seeing her that happy made me happy, and I couldn't help but think she looked beautiful.

"So, are you nervous?"

My brother nudged me in the stomach, speaking with a low voice.

"What for?"

Eyebrows wiggling, he flashed me a mocking smile. "You're about to meet your future mother-in-law."

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