YN could still feel the ghost of his words long after he had said them.
"Unless it's from you."
Her heart was still hammering in her chest, her stomach a mess of knots.
What was she supposed to do with that?
Jungkook had never been this obvious before.
Sure, he had always been softer with her, had always treated her differently, but now?
Now, he wasn't even trying to hide it.
And YN had no idea what to do.
Or maybe... she did.
She just wasn't ready to face it.
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A Little More Honest
By the time the last bell rang, Jungkook was already waiting for her at the school gates.
Like always.
And like always, people noticed.
She could hear the whispers, the murmurs of,
"Why does he only act like that around her?"
"Does she have some sort of hold over him?"
"Are they... together?"
She ignored them.
Or at least, she tried to.
Jungkook, on the other hand, didn't seem to care at all.
He was standing there, hands in his pockets, eyes already on her like she was the only person who existed.
YN sighed, making her way over.
Jungkook smirked the second she got close. "Took you long enough."
YN rolled her eyes. "You could've just gone home without me."
Jungkook grinned. "And miss my favorite part of the day?"
YN's breath hitched.
He was going to kill her.
She shoved at his arm. "Shut up."
Jungkook just chuckled, falling into step beside her as they started walking.
It was comfortable, familiar, like it had always been.
Except... it wasn't.
Because now, YN could feel the difference.
She could feel the way he walked closer.
She could feel the way his fingers would brush against hers.
She could feel the way he wasn't just her childhood friend anymore.
And the worst part?
She didn't hate it.
At all.
She swallowed, trying to shake off the feeling. "So... you don't like sweets, huh?"
Jungkook glanced at her, amusement flickering in his gaze. "Didn't we already go over this?"
YN hummed. "Right. Except you had no problem eating the chocolate I gave you."
Jungkook smirked. "Because it was yours."
Her face burned.
She groaned, covering her face. "Stop saying stuff like that."
Jungkook chuckled. "Why? Does it make your heart race?"
YN whipped her head toward him. "Excuse me?!"
Jungkook just grinned.
And YN realized—he was enjoying this.
Enjoying teasing her, watching her get flustered, watching her realize that everything between them was changing.
She narrowed her eyes.
Fine. If he wanted to play, she would play.
She tilted her head, feigning curiosity. "I was actually thinking... maybe I should set you up on that blind date after all."
She waited.
Waited to see how he'd react.
And she didn't have to wait long.
Jungkook's smirk dropped.
His jaw tensed, and just like yesterday, his hands curled into fists at his sides.
Bingo.
YN raised an eyebrow. "What's wrong? I thought you weren't interested in anyone?"
Jungkook's gaze snapped to hers, dark and unreadable.
For a second, he didn't say anything.
Then, he exhaled through his nose.
And then, suddenly, he was in front of her.
Too close.
Her breath caught.
Jungkook's voice was low when he finally spoke.
"I'm not."
YN swallowed. "Then why do you look like you're about to kill someone?"
Jungkook tilted his head, lips curling into a smirk. "Because you're talking about setting me up with some random girl when we both know that's not what you want."
YN froze.
Because he was right.
And for the first time, he was calling her out on it.
Her heart pounded.
Jungkook leaned in closer, voice barely above a whisper.
"Go on, then," he said, watching her carefully. "Tell me you want me to go."
YN opened her mouth.
But nothing came out.
Jungkook chuckled, shaking his head. "That's what I thought."
And then, just as easily as he had cornered her, he pulled back and started walking again—like nothing had happened.
YN stood there, speechless.
Because suddenly, she wasn't the one in control anymore.
And if she wasn't careful...
Jungkook might just ruin her.
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Miss Right
FanfictionShe tilted her head. "Jungkook," she started, testing the waters. "Do you... not like talking to people?" He blinked at her. "What?" "Like, you're really different with me," she pointed out, heart beating a little faster. "You're colder with everyon...
