I walked in to the gym with Jungkook's large shirt on and boy did I ever get stares. All the girls gave me glares. The boys gave me looks of envy, only because I got the girls attention.

Jungkook was playing around with his group of friends but when I walked in the room they all stopped. Their mouths dropped, eyes widened. "Isn't that your shirt?" One of the boys said.

I've never felt so embarrassed, just to be wearing a shirt. I clung to the edge of the shirt, kept my head down to avoid any eye contact and quietly walked over to jimin.

Jimin looked extremely shocked, almost terrified. "Is that my brother's shirt your wearing?" I could only nod my head slightly. A group of girls and a couple guys came over to us. "Why are you wearing that shirt?!" Someone chirped. "Isn't that Jungkook's shirt?" A boy whispered.

I had no words. I was in panic mode with all the unwanted attention I was getting. "I- uh.."I lifted my head. "Um.. My..." I almost started choking. I couldn't breathe.

"He needed a shirt to borrow and I let him use mine." Jungkook stepped in behind me and wrapped his arm around my shoulders. "Now everyone go back to doing whatever you were doing and leave him alone." I could feel Jungkook's warmth radiating onto me. His torso was pressed against my back and chills came over me. We're so close I got goosebumps. I know we've been closer than this, so why is it affecting me this much?

I can feel Jungkook's breath on my neck. It was warm and ragged. Jungkook hand dropped from my shoulder and slightly touched my hip. "It's okay now, they'll leave you alone." He whispered in my ear and the warmth made me shiver. His hand traveled loosely and settled on my butt. He firmly grasped it. I accidentally let out a small gasp, I don't know where that came from but I know that wasn't supposed to happen.

"Jungkook stop.." I tried to regain my composure but failed miserably. His hand continued towards my waistband of my pants. We are in the middle of gym class and he's doing this to me! "Jungkook stop."I attempted with a little more force. "But you're so cute." Jungkook whispered under his breath just barely audible. Jungkook hand backed off very reluctantly. "Fine" he pouted while sticking his lower lip out.

During the rest of the class I could feel everyone's eyes stare at me. Class was only half over but I couldn't help but feel awkward. I tried to stay behind everyone and hide myself away in a corner but it didn't work very well. Jungkook's constant staring wasn't helping either. I couldn't stand it anymore! I asked the teacher to use the bathroom but really I was going to ditch.

I quickly exited the gym and almost tripped on a tile. I was so flustered. I needed to clear my head from all these weird thoughts. I stomped over to my corner and stripped off Jungkook's shirt as fast as possible. I crumpled it up and threw it on the bench in front of me. "Stupid jungkook and his stupid shirt!" I cursed at the crumpled pile. I crossed my arms and kicked the bench.

"Well, isn't this a site to see." A voice from behind me chuckled. "A pouting, half-naked taehyung."

A/n:

Who do you think that voice belongs to? Any guesses?

Vote or else I will tell namjoon that you are reading ff's instead of studying.

*running to tell namjoon*