JUST ANOTHER CLICHÉ STORY: Rich Guy; Poor Girl

CONFRONTATION

Jungkook insisted on picking up the dress for you since he said that you must not -- in anyway possible -- wear something way too revealing in front of his guy friends.

"I know them too well," he said shuffling over the lane of dresses hanging on the boutique's rack. "They see a girl, and they'll go all crazy."

"...and I don't want that to happen again," you heard him mumbled which immediately caught your curiousity as you turned to look at him.

"Happen what exactly?" You asked, trying to catch his eyes with yours but he ignored you, looking intently on the dresses before him.

"Nothing."

You pursed your lips into a pout, there's something he's not telling you and you couldn't just let it go that easily. You were getting ready to interrogate the heck out of him, placing both of your hands on your hips and taking in a deep breath.

You were about to speak, opening your mouth wide while you frowned but instead, you were cut by the elegant looking black dress that he pushed in front of your eyes, delicate details flashing before you which got you to close your mouth immediately.

"You like it?" He asked.

With slow motions, you took the dress from him and started to examine the tiny flowery layout that was scattered all over it. The opening of the dress by the neck was wider than you expected, it would definitely expose a good amount of your shoulder and collarbones, but Jungkook didn't mind that, he was planning on kissing you there from time to time anyway.

Moving down, you realized it was a tight dress running from the top until the mid-thigh part which was continued by the wide opening of the see-through chiffon fabric starting where the thick flowery details ended, it curtained down until the very edge that would probably end just right about your ankles giving off this mermaidie like vibe.

You nodded, grinning at Jungkook as he patted your head and smiled.

"Okay, we'll get this one babe."

---

She knew that Jungkook will be on that party so she picked up her best dress and put it on smiling cheekily as she admired herself on the mirror.

Few seconds later, her phone rang and she answered the call right away.

"Hey," Taehyung greeted, "you're going right?"

"I'm actually all dressed up right now," Aimee answered giggling.

"Great! Just so you know, Jungkook will be there as well later."

"Oh, really?"

"Yeah, I know it didn't end really well between the--."

"We're good now Tae," she cut him off.

"Woah! Really? That's great news then."

She hummed in response while she put on some make up.

"This got me real curious though."

"What?" She asked absent minded as she outlined her lips with the vibrant red lipstick she knew any guy won't resist.

"Why did you suddenly went overseas? Not to mention, at the same with Ji--."

"Hey, I need to go now Tae. See you later okay?"

Taehyung brows knitted together, "Uhm, yeah sure. See you." He wasn't even finish with the last word when he heard the other line went off.

---

You insisted on having to prepare yourself all by your own and that Jungkook didn't have to hire some kind of make up artist or have you go to the salon for that matter.

It took you a good hour and a half before convincing him to go back to the mansion and just pick you up at eight in the evening.

7:35pm

After putting on a light make up, you smiled at your reflection on the rounded mirror positioned on top of the bed side table, you were contented with what you've done, and soon after you stood up finally stepping backwards to take a last look at yourself in the full length mirror beside the small table.

You ran down your palms along the soft fabric of the dress Jungkook had bought you before you heard a knock on your door and a familiar voice calling your name.

"Y/N, are you ready?"

"Coming!" You called, storming your way out of your bedroom towards the main door. You took a deep breath before unlocking the door and swinging it open to reveal Jungkook standing in front of you.

Wow.

He looked dangerously gorgeous on that tux he's wearing.

Not that it's the first time you saw him wearing a tuxedo.

You've seen him way too many times but something about his aura tonight got your heart ramming on your chest as you bat your lashes trying to comprehend the mixture of emotions inside you.

You were confused though, the moment you opened the door his eyes went bigger than usual almost shocked in a way, then a millisecond later his eyes turned hooded as he fixed them on yours, lips slighty parted as if taking you all in.

Before you could speak another word, you suddenly felt yourself being pushed back inside your apartment, door closing behind you as Jungkook pushed your back on it traping you in between the wooden material and his firm body.

"What?" You asked looking at him while he pierced a look on you.

You looked way too stunning for him.

The dress wrapped up around you so perfectly which showcased the beautiful curve of your body. It curtained just enough detail of your flawless skin below and down the thigh but letting your milky colored skin show off on the upper neck portion. The light pinkish tint of your lips gave off this innocent yet charming side of you, but Jungkook still couldn't deny the fact that he wanted to taste that lips of yours with his, especially everytime it shimmered whenever the light touches it.

With your shoulder length hair styled down into a messy curl brushing slighty at the bareness of your exposed shoulders. And the wide opening of the dress outlined the sharp crest of your collarbone which enhances everytime you took a breath, Jungkook couldn't help but bit his lower lip.

Jungkook leaned in, inhailing the light perfume you'd put on on your neck earlier.

"J-jungkook," you stuttered, just him being this close to you got your mind rumbling up on your head.

There's something important that you both have to attend but you couldn't quite gasp the thought especially when he finally held your waist firmly, fingers digging on you as he pressed his damp lips on the crook of your neck. The coldness of his lips against your already heated up skin sent a sharp electric current to ran down your spine.

You felt him slowly opening his mouth and his right hand travelling to your back making you arched it so your body was pressed on him and your head was pushed back a little giving him a better angle as he sucked your skin deliciously.

"Mmh-Jungkook. P-party," you tried the best you could to speak coherently under the situation.

"F*ck," he cursed under his breath, "why do you have to be so hot?"

You pushed his chest lightly so you were both looking at each other again.

You gave him this are-you-being-real right-now look.

"Sorry babe, can't control myself," he smiled cheekily.

"We're going to be late," you said grabbing your purse at the tea table and opening the door before letting yourself out.

"It's all your fault," he mumbled passing by you as he exited and you rolled your eyes while you smiled.

---

Get together party.

Really?

It's like a freaking masquerade ball there, almost the same with that one bedtime story your mom used to read to you back then. Except there were no masks, the people's faces there could definitely be seen and you asked yourself if you should just ran away instead of entering the hall since you felt really ugly looking around.

It was no doubt a gathering for the most richest families' heirs, most of them looked about your age, but the way they moved across the room made it seemed like they were so mature and well mannered.

Gripping tightly on Jungkook's arms, you looked around the great hall, continuing to feel uneasy because of the high end feel roaming around you, and at the same time amazed by the simple yet elegant design of the whole area with its black and white theme.

You scanned around until your eyes met a pair of dark colored ones, the man turned to you and without any effort managed to made your breath hitched for a millisecond.

He's so handsome.

Like anime handsome which made you asked yourself...

Is he even real?

He looked shocked for a short while looking intently at you and Jungkook as if checking thoroughly whether he saw you both correctly.

His expression soon changed and smiled cutely as he started to cross the hall.

Oh gosh, he's approching you and Jungkook.

"Jungkookie!" The guy screamed at the top of his lungs causing a few heads to turn including the man beside you.

"Oh!" Jungkook exclaimed pointing at the unbelievably handsome guy, "Taehyungie."

You let go of Jungkook's arm, letting the guy approached his friend.

They both lunged at each other, laughing loudly as Jungkook put his arm around the neck of his friend pulling it downward as he tackled him.

Some of the people around you started to watch the scene caused by the two men making you to crunch your eyebrows and press your index finger in between them.

They're acting like kids.

Kids infront of these matured and well mannered people.

"I apologize on their behalf," a man's soft voice ringed close to your right ear, hot breath fanned on the side of your face as he spoke.

Your head immediately turned to your right only to came face to face with another good looking man.

Your eyes wide open and lips parted in shock as he looked at you. His perfectly tailored dark suit gave him this dangerous kind of aura but his light colored hair and sweet sincere smile balanced it all in.

Too close.

Way too close.

Body bending away from him, you sounded a faint woah as you felt your self losing balance. The pink headed guy started to leaned foward towards you ready to catch you with his arms when you suddenly felt a familiar grip on your waist, pushing you up lightly as he made you lean your back on his solid chest.

"Back off Jin-hyung, she's mine," Jungkook warned and a chorus of ooohh's sounded from the equally handsome other three men behind this Jin.

One guy who's smile made his deeply carved dimples visible, and his eyes into a single line. Totally cute but hot at the same time, got you all confused for a moment.

The other one beside him have this mischeivous smirk and piercing gaze that almost made you believe that he actually was trying to melt you with his stare. But he kept it cool, putting both of his hands on his pockets while shaking his head as he turned his gaze on Jungkook.

The last guy on the far right smiled and suddenly the sun shines, the birds started chirping and the sky became clear.

Or so you thought.

But you realized it was just his aura hitting you like the ocean waves, cold and hard, yet calming and peaceful.

Wow, as expected from Jung Hoseok. The guy that never failed to make you smile just by looking at him.

Jungkook placed both of his hands on your hips and moved his face near your ear as he mumbled, "You alright babe?"

You nodded lightly, and you felt your cheeks burning due to Jungkook's possessive gesture towards you in front of his friends, but that feeling was pushed aside almost immediately when this Taehyungie guy pointed on you while sounding a shocked 'Oh!'.

Following his gaze on you, you tapped on the skin on the bridge of your neck and right shoulder, pressing your fingers blindly on the spot when you hissed in pain due to the slight stinging sensation you felt accidentaly pressing on that certain spot.

Eyes were like the size of a golf ball when you finally realized what it was.

Darting your head to pierce a sharp gaze on Jungkook, you gritted as you called his full name.

"JEON JUNGKOOK!"

And he smirk.

The kind of smile where only the half part of his lips was curved upward, his eyes slightly narrowing as he stared at you with confidence.

"Sorry babe, told you I couldn't control myself earlier," he said with as a matter of fact tone.

"Ugh!"

Stomping your feet, you pushed your way towards the ladies room hearing the faint chuckles of Jungkook's friends behind you.

It was a very evident hickey, slightly reddish with a tinge of purple at some part. Apparent that it was a fresh one.

Picking your make up out of your purse, you check the purple patch on your skin before trying your best to cover it with a few 'aish', and a few 'Jungkook!', and 'stupid jerk' mumbles escaping your lips.

When you were finally done, you went back to the main hall and scanned the area looking for Jungkook ready to give him a long talk.

Finally being able to track him with his back on you, -- still hot and sexy even just seeing only a hint of his side profile.

You strode your way, approaching him when you suddenly noticed that he was actually talking to someone and his expression wasn't any near to being happy.

He was stiff.

Jaw clenched and fingers rolled into a fist while he listened to the guy in front of him talking.

Seriously.

Why does every single guy Jungkook knows have this unbelievable handsome features.

The new guy, with his gray hair hanging down as he fixed his gaze downward, plus his attention grabbing ear peircing only enhanced his sweet yet sexy aura.

They were talking seriously and it's killing you to know what it was all about. This other guy have this expression that looked like he's about to tear up.

"So they finally met," a girl's voice said from behind you.

Turning your body around, you saw a familiar face looking back at you.

The way she stared at you made you want to poke her eyes out from their sockets and crush it with your heels.

She wasn't a snake.

She was venom itself.

You scoffed at her then attempted to ignore her and just walk away when she continued.

"You know I'll get him back," she said making you stop and look back at her again.

You smiled. "Tss."

The kind of smile that would show her that you were confident,--but actually you weren't.

The kind of smile that manifested you were dominant,--but deep inside you just wanted to run.

But you couldn't let her know that.

You have to show her that he's your man.

And yours only.

"Don't think Jungkook is up for prostitutes with overly red lipsticks though," you snapped.

And she gasped. Mouth forming into an 'O' along with her widen eyes.

"You!" She said loudly.

Jungkook heard an annoyingly familiar voice behind him and he had to turn around landing his eyes on the both of your.

"Y/N?" He mumbled trying to register the situation in front of him as he alternate his gaze from you to Aimee.

You standing close to the overly dressed Aimee with her hand hanging on the air ready to slap it on your beautiful face.

He almost ran. "Shit."

Fast pacing towards the both of you, hand stretched out a bit ready to stop the obvious outcome of the scene.

"AI--!"

He saw her hand as if on slow motion as it gradually moved downwards closing to you.

Then it stopped.

Stopped by your own arms gripping tightly on her wrist.

You burnt your gaze on her, throwing invisible daggers on her unimaginably annoying face.

"Don't try me," you retorted.

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