Hate.

I used to hate Jungkook, that's what I thought I did. From the first year of my college till this year started,I hated him. I really did but I think hate is a strong word.

I disliked him, he is annoying and he succeeds in getting on my last nerve everytime. He is an arrogant bastard. I thought he was selfish, judging him too much if you ask me.

Something about Jungkook we all know is he cares too much about the person he loves who is precious to him. He is different from them. He doesn't put up a front whatever happened to make him like this. I couldn't blame him. He was objectified on several occasions, so sometimes him acting the way he acts is justified but doesn't mean it was alright. If he was a woman I would be offended for him, just because he is a Man doesn't mean he likes the attention I used to think he was okay with, he liked it. I was so wrong. If the same thing happened to some women we would be so enraged because we know they are not okay with it which in some situations won't be true.

Since day one he picked on me like an elementary kid always teasing and disturbing your peace. Oh no no if you think he had a crush on me or liked me absolutely not. We didn't like each other that way or any way.

Our pranks sometimes were on a extreme level but the thrill and excitement to keep going and waking up for a new day just for Jungkook was an amazing feeling.

Today which dipping would suit him, today how would I embarrass him. I used to look forward to my day.

I liked being carefree and reckless. Jungkook's reason for picking on me will be confusing because he himself couldn't answer it. Curiosity, maybe. My reactions and the way I responded to nothing about it is so fascinating. He is arrogant so yes I didn't fall for his charm he is wrong I had so many encounters where I just wanted to strangle him but his doe eyes pulled me in.

No one can understand it because I, myself, don't understand What it was or is. It will always be a mystery to me how I didn't kill this lovely creature. First year during the dance a guy asked me out. That stupid Jeon Jungkook said I was an lesbian. It took a while for the rumor to subside.

He was on a dinner date and coincidentally I saw him there so as a favour for ruining my dance. I sabotaged his date. The look on his face was anything but angry or surprised. He was smirking when I was flirting with him, he played along with me. I felt bad for that girl, honestly for a moment I felt I wasn't acting when I was flirting with him. I freaking loved every bit of it. When he smiled telling me to join him, introducing me as his best friend.

Yoongi just sat highly amused by all the drama. By the way, Yoongi and I were at the same restaurant where Jungkook and his date went. That would explain the coincidence. Whenever he gripped my hand, tucked my hair behind my ear I wanted to gag. I gagged a little inside, what? I did really just a little.

All these years with him honestly were very memorable. Sometimes they were not good but they were not bad either. Now I come to realise I became used to him, his pranks, his flirting, teasing everything.

"You didn't hear a word I said, did you?" Jungkook's amused voice reached my ears.

"Mm Hm".

I hummed still gazing and playing with his piercing in fascination.

Jungkook chuckled under me, gently brushing my hair as I layed on top of him. This has become one of our things. Every night we would talk until I fall asleep, it is very hard for me to get proper sleep because of nightmares. It makes me feel better knowing Jungkook is there to hold me when I wake up.

Even though I said I don't need him, I can handle this situation on my own. It's not possible. Waking up after the nightmares alone is the worst thing that could ever happen.

"You are going to start developing an obsession over it". Jungkook said, his thumb caressing my cheek.

"You don't like that?" I raised my eye-brows at him.

"No it's not that—"

"Then shut up". I pecked his lips, shutting him up. He doesn't even know I am totally hooked. I am not only obsessed with his piercing. I am obsessed with him. Well that sounds creepy.

At Least you are aware, which is good.

I rolled my eyes, here this voice goes with her self-awareness seminar sessions.

"Did you just roll your eyes at me? What do I even do?" Jungkook eyed my expression with a curious stare.

"What were you saying?" I asked, changing the topic. I don't want him to think I am crazy. Broken, crazy double package which he didn't ask. There is more and I am not happy this is not he bargained for but still he is here under me looking at me ever so lovingly.

I hate it and I love it.

"What have you planned after graduation?".

"I am thinking of a start-up. I want to start my own business, it is better I Have my own Identity rather than working in my Dad's company. Basically I would be inheriting his whole business which I denied and as always Dad is supportive he understands me. It will be hard, but I need to." Jungkook carefully listened, clinging to my words.

" I understand why you want to start your own business, people who don't know have their judgments ". He said, pulling me towards his chest.

I leaned my head on his chest as it vibrated whenever he spoke. It was a damn good feeling to be here in his arms.

Jungkook says he doesn't care about people's opinions. I know better than to believe those words somewhere deep in his heart. It bothers me. Doesn't this happen to all of us? We show we don't care what others say about us or have a Judgment on our situation deep down it irks us.

He wanted to own a company, his own business. Jungkook couldn't do that because he is the only Heir of Jeon Co-operations. Katie, his sister who Jeon adopted works with her husband. The Kims have their own business that only leaves Jungkook.

He has left with no choice. We have talked about this countless times, he says it's okay. No one knows how hard he worked to really own his position of CEO. He earned it by his hard work, he deserves it.

Just because it's his Dad's company doesn't mean it's easy for him. It is obvious it would be passed on to him, he reached there working as an intern there, going with his Dad to business meets.

Jungkook is the Youngest, most talented and passionate CEO. More than that he is passionate about what he does be it Photography or painting. Everything he does, he is the best.

"How about I work as your PA, it won't be as bad as you imagine". I joked, lighting the mood.

I am pretty sure his eyes are twinkling at my suggestion. He is thinking exactly what I am thinking "That's pure distraction. I would still love it". I could feel him smile making me smile too.

Tracing patterns on his muscular chest, which heaved slowly."So who is going to take your Dad's position then?"

"Yoongi". I say it as if it's the most obvious thing in the world and it's true. Yoongi is also an heir.

"How Yoongi's and your last name are different. He is your brother right?". I chuckled at the cute frown on his face.

"He is. Aunty Min decided to keep her family side's name after Uncle died, that might explain why he is Min and not Thorne". I explain, Aunty Min is Korean and Uncle is American. Uncle's death affected everyone when we were only five years old.

Aunty Min was devastated and Yoongi was just a kid still he was mature enough to understand things going around him. He managed everything ever since and he still does. He works with Dad sometimes for experience, dealing with clients.

"Why would you choose Business Management studies when you are so passionate about photography and you can make a career out of it?". I have always been curious about this, he clearly is a best Artist. His skills and the emotions portrayed in his photographs say it all. Authentic art.

Folding my arms on his chest, leaning my chin, having a clear look at his face. I stared at him waiting for him to answer.

He looked down at him lost in his thoughts, he himself is an Art, a beautiful piece of work which I could stare at for hours without getting tired.

"I never really thought about it, I started photography as a hobby and didn't know I would come to adore it so much". Jungkook shrugged, I stared at him in utter incredulity.

This Man is really something. Have you ever thought how someone who is a perfect person like him is imperfect but still manages to be perfect.

No no. Not because he said photography is his hobby. The way he is, Jeon Jungkook. He has his flaws and like everyone he hides behind the mask. Still here he is all his guard down and no one could see him the way I see him.

Even if he would be any other way I would still want him. I will still need him.

I shrieked as Jungkook suddenly flipped me so I was lying beside him. I glared at him.

"Let's go to sleep baby, it's late".Jungkook said, kissing me on my forehead "Don't worry when you wake up I will be here with you, we are going to fight together".

My eyes stinged at his soft soothing voice coaxing me to sleep. He is going to be there, we are going to fight together. The darkness can't win against us. I wouldn't let them.

Because I am going to fight harder too.