Rivals

Chapter 6

"Why are you following me? It's annoying." I clicked my tongue to emphasise the point. Jungkookremains unfazed at my words, silently walking beside me with his hands tucked neatly in the pockets ofhis fancy jacket. Occasionally, he would whistle, glance at me secretly, all the while kicking some rocksalong to my side to gain my attention.

I would realize how much our attires differed. While I adorned my cool ass bohemian sweatpants goinggrocery shopping with my mom's slippers, he's the exact opposite. Jungkook wore expensive clothes,and his shoes looked brand new, even. I just cringed whenever he stepped onto the dirty surface, thesoles of his new shoes must be filthy now.

Pairs of eyes were fixed onto us. I must look like some lame mom bringing her kid to the supermarket.

"Can I taste your cooking later?" Jungkook's face popped up right in front of me, causing me to stop inalarm. He was leaning down, his face inches apart from mine. My eyes darted to the lollipop he wassucking , his lips dyed red and glossy.

He had taken off his jacket, and it was hung over his shoulders. I absolutely, 100% did not notice theflexed biceps under his white shirt as he stretched his arm.

"And why do you think you have the privilege to taste my food?" I retorted, hiding my flusterednessunder my pokerface. Jungkook's reddish lips curved up into a smirk, and he stands upright, eyes stilllocked intently on mine. He wastes no time intertwining his hands into mine, dragging me along thepath.

"Let go, you Jungfuck" I struggled under his grasp, but he held on firmly. Eventually I gave up andfollowed him obediently, his slight chuckles sending a few more butterflies into my stomach.

"I haven't eaten homecooked food in a while," Jungkook shoots me a pleading look. "Please feed me?"

"Ugh, okay okay. But promise to never bother me after this!" I agreed reluctantly, storming off with thegrocery basket in my hands. Jungkook walked eagerly behind me, all the while with a wide grin.

"I'll help you" he offers, leaning from behind my back and reaching towards my hand. My heart stoppedtemporarily as he back hugged me, our bodies pressed together for an agonizing second before hetakes away the basket of ingredients.

"What are you making?" the corners of his lips turned up when he observes the blush on my cheeks.novelbin

"....pasta." I replied quietly, turning away to avoid his staring. Shit, this is harder than I thought.

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"Is anybody at home?" He asks, bending down to take off his sneakers. I kicked off the slippers in aunsightly motion, one of them sent flying to the end of the entrance.

"It's just you and me." I placed the grocery bags on the coffee table. Jungkook's eyes lit up at mywords, and he seemed to be in a very good mood.

"Isn't this like a.....date?" Jungkook approaches me who was standing behind the kitchen counter. Heleans forward, elbows propped on the counter and facing me. "Like a date at home, cookingtogether....those sort of things."

"Juanfuck, the people involved have to like each other, and I don't like you. So no, this is not a date." Ianswered nonchantly, starting the fire stove. Jungkook remains amused at my comebacks.

"Would you stop staring?" I glared at him, a knife held up in my hand. He was taken aback for amoment, but the playful expression returns again.

"You look good in an apron. It's not my fault" he scans me from top to bottom.

"Do me a favour and go play around the house or something, alright? Or else I'll cook a plate of shit foryou" I threatened him. Jungkook frowns, but obediently listens. My eyes followed his figure as hedisappears out of the kitchen, and the relief calms me.

I didn't want to admit, but this boy has his way with me. Somewhat or another, he is strangelyconvincing, and he makes me feel emotions I've never dealt with before. My mind is now occupied withthoughts of Jungkook, while stirring the curry in the pot. He's not a bad guy....I think.

And then it hit me. It was LAUNDRY DAY.

"FUCK!" I whispered-screamed to myself in horror, turning off the stove and ripping my apron off. Mylegs took me as fast as I could and I barged into my bedroom, only to find Jungkook standing there, hisback facing me.

And scattered on top of my bed, were all my polkadot underwear.