Y/N:
"Layla, I'm back."
Jungkook:
"Well, well, well look who it is, hello miss y/n."
And there he was 'the playboy' sitting on the couch waiting for his prey.
Y/N:
"Hi, Jungkook."
He chuckles, gosh why must he be so sexy?
Jungkook:
"Cold as always I see."
Y/N:
"Flirty as always I see."
He chuckles, lifting a eyebrow at my reply.
Jungkook:
"What's in the bags?"
Y/N:
"Food and your pajamas."
I say putting the bags down. And turn to face Jungkook.
As soon as I did, his expression quickly changed.
Jungkook:
"Y/n..." He said in a deep, husky voice. As lust overtook his eyes.
Y/N:
"Jungkook?" I asked, confused. "What's wrong?"
He said nothing and continued to stare, following his gaze I look to see what he was looking at.
Oh no.
My nipples are clearly showing through the tank top from when I was cold and from not wearing a bra.
I quickly cover myself with one arm, as Jungkook continues to stare.
Layla:
"Hey sorry, my mom called- oh y/n you're back, knowing you I thought you would've taken longer." She laughs at her comment, meanwhile her 'daddy' has all of his attention on me.
Y/N:
"Yeah.. well I didn't." I said while awkwardly walking back to my room, "If you need me I'll be in my room."
I quickly shut the door behind me. My heart is pounding and I was feeling flustered just by that one look.
He's never looked at me like that before.
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The Playboy || J.J.K
FanfictionJeon Jungkook. The infamous playboy of my university. I never wanted anything from him, nor did I want to be close to him for that matter. That all changes as he's now my bitch of a roommate's boyfriend, and he suddenly takes notice of me; making m...
