Jungkook's POV

I smile as I walk through the open doors of Hoseok's house. There were cups everywhere that were either attached to someone's hand or lying over onto the floor with beer soaking into the carpet of the living room.

People danced to the music, swaying back and forth. I smiled as Jimin grabbed my hand and forced me to dance along with the crowd.

We were dancing pretty well together until Namjoon made his way over. Jimin grabbed him by the hand and started dancing with him instead. I decided to take this as a chance to grab a drink, and so I did. Once the alcohol hit my throat, I choked and put the drink down.

"You can't even drink?" I heard.

I looked over to the familiar voice, pouting as I looked from him to the drink. "I can, it's just-" I had a flashback to an old school that I had went to. I had been partying and drinking a lot, and I ended up puking and feeling terrible the next day. After that, I didn't like to drink much. "You know what? Alcohol sucks."

Jin laughed once I changed my mind about keeping alcohol down, and he crossed his arms.

"Gotta go," Jin looked up to the stairs. "I left someone up there." He said nonchalantly.

He walked away and I looked around to see if I knew anybody else. I didn't really talk to anybody besides the people who were either dancing with Namjoon or kissing Hoseok.

I rolled my eyes and sighed.

I grunted as I felt something jab into my side. I grimaced to the side at the cause of it and realized it was actually a person.

"I'm sorry," the guy said with no meaning.

I looked at him and tilted my head. I had seen him in my first class before, but he never talks to me or any of my friends. I wonder why.

  "It's fine," I said sweetly as the guy looked up at me. He had blonde hair and he was medium in height and pretty skinny. I had never seen him this close before.

  He nodded before going back to his group of friends. I shrugged and looked away, seeing Yoongi standing in a corner with a girl practically latched onto him while smiling as he kept a disgusted and distracted face.

  I laughed lightly as he rolled his eyes at her and pushed her away from him. She pouted and started walking away to my direction.

  She came next to the table I was standing at and grabbed a drink from it. She looked over at Yoongi and then at me. "Why are boys so useless? I mean, he kissed me for like one minute and then pushed me away. Who the hell does that?" She asked.

  I looked around to see who she was talking to, and I was the only person near her. She looked at me and rolled her eyes with a smile.

  "I'm talking to you," she laughed.

  I poked my lips out and looked over at Yoongi. He was already looking at me and the girl, so I stood a little closer to her and looked away.

  "I'm not sure why he's like that," I shrugged as I wrapped my arm around to her waist. She smiled up at me and her eyes sparkled. "Maybe he just doesn't see how pretty you are?" I said into her ear with a smirk.

  She giggled and hit my chest. "You're so flirty, no wonder why so many people like you."

  Wait, what?

  "You know who I am?" I asked her with a raised eyebrow. She took a sip from her drink.

"Everybody knows you," she shrugged.

"How?" I furrowed my eyebrows.

She giggled and looked up into my eyes with her green ones. "You stood up to the Min Yoongi," she smiled. "Plus, you're new here."

Oh.

"I'm known for standing up to that?" I laughed as I pointed to Yoongi. He squinted his eyes at me and placed his drink down and started walking towards us as the girl laughed.

"Why the fuck are you pointing at me?" Yoongi asked sternly as he stood next to me.

I shrugged my shoulders and leaned against the wall. "Who said that I was talking about you?" I asked him. He bit his lip and squinted.

"You just pointed at me, Jungkook."

I rolled my eyes and exhaled. "I was pointing at Jimin," I pointed at Jimin who was close to the spot that Yoongi was previously at. "Not everything is about you, sweetie." I chuckled.

The girl next to me laughed and hid her face. Yoongi growled and took my hand, leading me up the stairs. "Woah, woah. This is a little fast for me," I joked as he pushed me into a room.

The room had a king sized bed and navy blue blankets with a dark gray quilt at the bottom. Yoongi flipped on the light switch and revealed a bunch of pictures and notes. Pictures of Hoseok were on the wall with his friends, and a newly printed one that had Taehyung on it.

"What the hell are you doing?" Yoongi asked me. I raised my eyebrow and bit the inside of my cheek. What am I doing?

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"You- Why are you trying to make me look bad in front of people? First, you act all big and bad on the first day you walk in, and now you're stealing that chick from me and-" he sighed and calmed down. "Aren't you gay, anyways? Why do you want her?" He asked.

I looked into his eyes as he looked up at me. I realized how serious he was being and I chuckled, turning into full laughter.

"Why are you.. laughing?" He asked.

I put my hand over my mouth and bit my lip, trying to stop. "You do know that there's many sexualities besides just one, right?" I asked.

He tilted his head and I chuckled. "Aren't you just the cutest, oblivious bad boy?" I grinned as I patted his head and ruffled his hair.

"Shut up," He said as he plopped onto Hoseok's bed and looked up at me.

"I'll tell you what my sexuality is if you tell me what yours is," I sat next to him and smiled. He furrowed his eyebrows and grimaced at me.

"I'm fucking straight, I told you."

"Okay, Okay. Calm down." I raised my hands in defeat. "Be straight if it pleases you. I'm bisexual. Don't assume things next time."

He looked at me and his face lost color. "So you really were flirting with Cheye?" He asked me and his mouth gaped open.

I shrugged and looked away. "She's cute, but I mean.. not if you still want her." I smiled to myself. I didn't really want her, I haven't been interested in a girl since.. Like.. two years ago?

Here lately, a certain boy has caught my attention anyways. "I- I don't even want her." He hesitated. I looked back at him and he was looking at his hands on his lap.

"Then why can't I have her?"

"I never said that you couldn't have her.." He dropped his head a little and looked away. "I told you. I don't want her, Jungkook."

"Then who do you want?" I pulled his head up to look at me and his eyes widened. We were mere inches apart as we looked into each other's eyes. His eyes started getting watery and I let go of his face, letting him drop his head again. What the hell just happened?

Why did his eyes get teary?

"Yoongi-"

"Fuck." He said as he stood up and walked out of the room without sparing me a glance.

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GORL LEMME KNOW

GURL LETME KNO

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Bitch I just accidentally published this while I was reading it to check for mistakes 😔✊