Chapter 15

Jungkook POV

My relief must have shown on my face. I couldn't believe what I was hearing.

Jinhee and Jimin hyung aren't dating? But I thought I saw them kissing that day in the park? I thought to myself.

I take back my words, nothing can mend my broken heart except THIS!!

I excitedly pranced around my room when I ran upstairs.

Wait...this means that Jimin hyung was rejected...

My heart felt heavy, hyung must have been so hurt...

I shouldn't feel happy, but I am. I still have a chance!

Right at that moment, I heard Jinhee knock on my door and I instantly collapsed on my bed and said, "Come in."

The door creaked open and I peeked at her through a slit in my bedsheets. She smiled and sat next to me.

"How are you feeling? You were pretty pale just then."

She touched my forehead with her palm and I closed my eyes, relishing the feeling of her tiny hands on my skin.

"Your fever's gone down, that's good. But you still need to take your meds to keep away the sore throat."

I nodded, completely fascinated with the way her lips move when she talks.

"Can I ask you a question?" she asked. I nodded again.

"Well, I was talking to your mom just then and she mentioned you talking about me a lot when you were younger? I was just wondering, why did you say so much about me if you hated me back then?"

Her words made me choke on my saliva.

"Huh?!" I spluttered, half embarrassed and half outraged that Omma purposefully-on-accident revealed that I had been blabbering about Jinhee for the past few years.

She looked at me, confused as to why my reaction was so big.

I struggled to come up with an answer.

"Haha...Uh, actually I....didn't...hate...you..." I explained, trailing off at the last few words, feeling awkward.

"What do you mean? You always bullied me in school."

I pursed my lips and sighed. Should I tell her now? That I'm in love with her?

There's a 100% chance that I'll be rejected though.

"I don't know why I did that..."

Well, I'll have to settle for lying through my teeth for now.

She raised an eyebrow at me, probably seeing right through my pathetic excuse of a lie.

I looked back, not backing down until she finally gave up. She looked kind of disppointed though, like she was expecting another answer.

I pushed the thought out of my mind. I took her hand and said, "Come on, let's go somewhere fun!"

She chuckled and let me lead her to the nearby shopping mall.

There was a newly opened arcade there, I've been wanting to try it out since last week, but I figured that this would be a good way to celebrate something new.

New arcade, new friendship.

I bought the tokens and dragged her to the shooting arena.

"You okay with this?"

She smirked, almost making me drool, and replied confidently, "Oh you're on, get ready Kook, you're going down."

I smirked back, "We'll see about that."

"Tell you what. Let's make a bet. If you lose you have to do what the winner tells you to do. Vice versa."

"Deal."

Ready. Get set. GO!

I shot at every zombie I saw, determined to win. In the corner of my eye, I could see Jinhee just beside me in the other booth.

She looked so cute while concentrated on her shooting that I got distracted and missed a few zombies.

"HA! I WIN! KOOK YOU LOST!"

I stared in dismay at my score and glanced at hers. I got 560 and she got 600.

I pouted at her teasing, mentally hoping that she would tell me to hold her hand or something.

I knew all hope was lost when I saw the evil gleam in her eyes.

"Well Kookie? You ready?"

I glared at her playfully, earning a smack on my arm.

I yelped and protested, "What was that for?!"

She just smiled creepily and gestured for me to lean closer.

"You get to be my servant for a month."

My jaw dropped.

"WHAT?! COME ON!"

Jinhee POV

We were walking back from the mall. It was currently 8pm, and there was a lil bunny complaining to me about how ridiculous my punishment for him was.

I ignored his pleas to change the servant demand and focused on the path in front of me.

"Jinheeee. Can you please change it? I don't want to be a servant...." I shook my head stubbornly.

He huffed and grumbled like a little child. I chuckled and squished his cheeks.

"I promise I won't tell you to do anything bad or make you kill yourself."

He sighed and muttered a, "Fine..."

I was about to let go of his cheeks when I felt someone push me from behind.

I could feel the wind whistle past my ears as I fell to the ground.

A loud thud was heard, before a pained, "OW!" burst out from my lips.

I groaned in pain, clutching my knee. I'd somehow bashed my knee on the rough pavement and I could see blood seeping out from the wound.

That's going to hurt like hell in the morning. I felt someone's hand on my shoulder, asking if I was okay, but it let go and I heard Jungkook shouting at someone.

"Why...push...your....problem..." I waited for him to finish yelling his lungs out, then I called him.

"Jungkook...."

He came immediately and asked, "Jinhee are you oka---HOLY SHIT YOU'RE BLEEDING!"

I tried to stand up, but fell back down as a searing pain shot up my leg.

I collapsed in his arms, panting from exertion. So...tired...

"Come on, I'll carry you," Jungkook said. He scooped me up into his arms and lifted me up, bridal-style.

I could feel his biceps straining against my spine and the back of my legs.

My head flopped onto his muscular chest and my eyelids fluttered close.

Jungkook POV

I brought her back to my house since I don't know where she lives.

I pushed open my bedroom door and placed her on my bed gently. I got out a cloth, a bowl of water and a bottle of antiseptic liquid.

I cleaned her wound using the cloth and water, then I used cotton wool to dab the antiseptic liquid on the cut.

It was pretty deep, so I was expecting a small reaction from her, even though she was a heavy sleeper.

What I WASN'T expecting was a powerful, solid punch to the jaw.

"HOLY SHIT!"

I clutched my jaw and lost my balance, falling on my butt in the process.

"Owwww..."

I massaged where she had hit me. I sat on the floor for a few minutes, feeling very sorry for myself, but Jinhee just frowned and continued sleeping.

I got up and went to my bathroom to check on the newly formed injury.

I winced when I caught sight of the damage done.

Varying shades of blue and purple we're starting to show on the skin around the area where she punched me.

I groaned in annoyance, how am I supposed to cover this up tomorrow?! I sighed and went out.

I applied the antiseptic liquid gentler this time, not forgetting to hold an ice pack to my jaw and keeping my distance from said girl's punching range.

She's so violent when she's sleeping, but that's now one of the reasons why I love her.

I smiled at the progress I've made with the sleeping angel so far.

From "enemy" to best friend.

Not bad, but I'll have to do better if I want her to be my girlfriend.