DISRESPECT: Jeon Jungkook

Dance

It was a slowly-beat dance, the choreo was made by you both, but mostly Jungkook. He's very talented when it comes to dancing, you couldn't deny that, but your complaints were endless, just like the endless skin-ship he inserted with in the dance.

"Do we seriously have to do that?" You asked complaining about the sexy part where Jungkook's hands would wrapped around your abdomen from the back as you both sway to the music.

"Yes, duh~" he said as if it's the most obvious thing in the world. "Look, if you want to win this thing, you have to put that whinny ass of yours and just follow my lead."

You couldn't even say a word anymore, you know he's more experienced than you were, so you let him close the distance between your bodies, him on your back, hands placed on your hips, and his face near your ear,-- which makes you shiver every time his breath touched your skin.

"...just don't fall in love with me, okay?" He whispered on your ear making you shut your eyes and the hair at the back of your neck to rise.

There he goes again, with his jerky self and full of himself lines.

You emptied your head, pushing aside all your thoughts of annoyance to this partner of yours and you just focused entirely to the music, you started dancing as if you were a different person. Jungkook was shocked by your sudden compliance but still managed to follow the steps beautifully along with your precised movements. He admired your reflection on the mirror as both of your bodies moved in sync. Though he doesn't want to, he couldn't stopped himself from thinking how hot you were with that serious face of yours, your shoulder length hair flew following your every move, your sweat trickling down your neck down to your chest damping the white shirt you were wearing almost making the skin behind it visible.---- He gulped at the thought and suddenly stopped.

"What are you doing?" You asked irritated, just when you were getting the hang of it he suddenly stopped the music, grabbed a towel and threw it on your face.

"Go change your clothes, you're sweating too much," he commanded turning around so you wouldn't have any chances to protest, he ruffled his slightly wet hair and gulped down a whole bottle of water.

What is wrong with him?

You just brushed it off and went inside the changing room and changed your clothes into another white loose up shirt.

"Okay, let's conti---, uuh-- nue," you stuttered as you caught Jungkook putting on his black shirt just in time for you to caught a glimpse of his chiseled chest and well toned abs. "Sorry!" You let out turning your back on him.

"UGH!" You immediately turned again to look at him taken by his suddenly grunt.

"What?"

"Why do you have to wear another white shirt?" He whined under his breath.

"Pardon?"

"Nothing, let's continue," he said.

9:47pm

Your rehearsal with Jungkook ended a bit late already, but since your place was just near the dance academy you decided to walk your way home though you know that it's quite dark near your area around this time.

You started walking with your earphones on, but an abrupt feeling of someone was following you struck you like lightning, you immediately removed your earphones and turned your head to look at your back but there was no one to be seen. You can feel your heart racing as your pace went faster.

"Damn it," you cursed under your breath, walking faster as your returned your gaze up front only to feel your body being slammed onto another. You looked up to the man in front as he smiled creepily looking down on your small frame.

"Hi kitten, you lost eh?" the man asked holding tightly on your arms, digging his fingers on your skin as you whimpered in pain.

"Let go of me, f*cktard!" you screamed. But to your dismay the area you were in now was deserted.

You tried to push the man away from you but he was strong as he roughly leaned in to your neck, taking your scent in. Hot liquid unknowingly started to fall down from your eyes, your vision-blurry, legs-weaken when a sudden tug pushed the man to the side of the road, you felt your knees on the ground as you fell from the sudden lost of balance, good thing your fast reflexes helped you as you managed to place your hands on the concrete pavement preventing yourself from falling face down.

You turned your eyes on the man being beat up by another guy, you couldn't make out the new guy's face but his back view somewhat looked familiar, the younger guy was beating the sense out of the older one creating patches of blood on the old man's face.

You let out a light whimper feeling the burning pain on your hands as you stared at them realizing that they were full of bruises probably due to the impact of your fall awhile ago.

Jungkook's focused immediately turned to yours and the old man took this chance and run for his life.

Jungkook approached you fast as lightning kneeling in front of you, hands touching yours as he examined your cuts.

"Jung--," you couldn't finish your sentence as you were so shocked it's actually him who just saved you.

"We need to put something on your cuts so it won't leave marks. Can you get up?" he said.

You nodded and started to get on your feet, your legs wobbled loosing your balance as Jungkook let your body lean on his.

"Sorry, I--," you started but you were suddenly being lifted from the ground, Jungkook just swiftly carried you bridal style while you instinctively hold on to his shoulders, blood rushing to your face from the unexpected act of the guy.

"Jungkook, I can--."

"Shut up."

He carried you towards his car and placed you beside the driver seat.

"Where are you taking me?"

"My place."

"But--."

"You're alone at the apartment right?"

You looked at him.

"It's safe to stay with me for now, that man could have break into your apartment anytime."

He was right, you live alone at the condo your parents gifted you, it's nice living alone but you also know that your safety was at risk.

Your heart skipped a beat as Jungkook leaned too close to you as he reached for the seat-belt on your side.

You exhaled when he was done attaching your seat belt, and Jungkook started the car and drove off.

--

"How about your parents?" you tugged onto the back of his shirt while Jungkook unlocked the door to his home, rather, mansion. You already sensed that the guy was rich, but didn't expect this rich. His house was a three storey modern styled mansion dominated by the colors black and white.

"They're not here," he answered as he entered the door, "business. Don't just stand there Y/N."

He made you sat on the couch as he dashed to the restroom and get a first aid kit. He sat on the small table in front of the couch where you were seated.

"Hands," he commanded extending his hands to reach yours.

"I can do it myself," you said.

"Don't try to be so tough Y/N," he spat out.

"What? I am not!" you were tired, scared and hurt and all Jungkook was doing was judging your actions.

"Don't act too tough, 'cause you don't look like one right now, just let me attend to your wounds like a normal person would allow!"

"WHY ARE SHOUTING?!"

"I AM NOT SHOUTING!"

"I--!," your heart was racing, your head was spinning, a lump on your throat emerged from nowhere making it hard for you to breathe and you couldn't contain it anymore, you just broke as the hot tears streamed down to your cheeks.

"Sorry," you mumbled.

Jungkook instinctively sat on your side simultaneously pulling you close to him as you buried your face on this chest damping his shirt with your continuous tears.

"Why are you apologizing, you din't do anything," he said, his voice was so sweet, so different from the usual way he speaks with you, making you want to melt into his touch.

Jungkook started to draw circles on your back in attempt to calm you down.

You wanted to stop crying already, but his softness towards you made you more emotional, you started gripping on his shirt not minding if it'll crumple later on.

Jungkook hushed you as he tightened his arms around you, his heartbeat sounded like music on your ear, "No one can hurt you again Y/N. Because I'm here now."

///TBC