"What the hell were the both of you doing?" my brother sulks, slouching down further into the couch. "Are you acting in a korean drama?"

It's been two days since our departure from London. Ever since Jungkook was back- he was forbidden from meeting me at all; as instructed from my brother who was protective of me. I couldn't give a flabby ass that we were separated for some reason. It was a blessing in disguise- I really needed a break from all this drama.

"Haven't you heard of the saying, blood is thicker than water? Family is far more important." Yoongi lectures me again.

"Yeah, and cum is thicker than blood." I retorted.

Despite my rambling, Yoongi finds patience to bear with his dear sister. He understands that I was in fact- not a kid anymore, so he leaves me to be.

"I'm going to the supermarket. Want anything?" I turned back and shot him a cheeky smile. To that Yoongi's eyes softened, before replying. "Eggs. They're on sale."

"Oh, and." he stops my motion as I turned the doorknob.

"Get the kinder eggs for me, won't you?'

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"Vice Prezzie!" the another bunch of goers stormed towards my direction. "Is it true that you're.....dating Jungkook?!"

I sighed. "Yes. Haven't I admitted it yesterday?"

"The school's crazy. Deranged. Demented." one of the girls informs me maniacally. "You're dating the one and only Jungkook!"

"Enough about that. How are the preparations for the school festival going?" I switched to vice-president mode; obviously trying to change the topic.

"Oh so well." the class secretary answers with his crooked smile. "We set up costumes for the café. Would you like to try on yours?"

While I was away snatching ropes and sneaking past guards, the school had its annual festival- to celebrate its birthday. The funds earned were used for a better cause; things like helping the crusty donut shop in school from going out of business. Or for the headmaster to buy a new wig for his bald head.

"Sure, I'll try on the costume. What is it?"

The secretary holds up a bunny costume- not the cute kind- the kind that you can see in babyboy strip clubs. I froze in my step. Gasps from the nearby classmates struck me out from my shock.

"Jungkook likes bunnies!" a voice from the crowd called, and a furious blush built up in my cheeks. That wasn't what I planned.

"We're just kidding," the secretary taps my back assuringly. "Here, take this innocent maid costume instead."

He hands over a sack tied up with rope. Inside, I felt significant amount of fabric. Safe, I thought as I held it in my arms. It was perfect for me- conservative and ass covering. I didn't need to show the world my buttcheeks.

As I turned to head for a nearby empty classroom, my secretary calls me again- wanting me to toss the bunny costume. I agreed, holding the two sacks on each arm.

"Watch out!" a voice shouted as I turned the corner- and immediately I swerved, but the person on the other hand fell headfirst onto the floor. The sacks she was carrying all fell to the floor, which i presumed to be costumes as well. "Are you alright?" I offered a hand, and the girl frantically picks up all the sacks before taking it.

"I'm sorry. Here you are." she hands me back my sack as she runs off through the corridor.

My feet slowly made its way towards the empty classroom, closing the curtains and locking the doors. I felt in my bag for the costume, and began putting it on. Strange. It seemed to have lots of straps; instead of fabric, and netting as well.

"Oh. Fuck."

I had the bunny costume.

My hands hastily tried to take the belts off, but it was more confusing then I thought. The more I fumbled with it- the harder it seemed to take off. I pulled on the strings, only to make them even tighter.

"You sure she's in there? It isn't locked." A familiar voice resonated into my ears from outside the classroom- I begin to panick.

"Oh shit." my lips exhaled profanities as my hands flew to unbuckle the belts. And when it finally did-

"Soojung?" Jungkook's eyes scanned me from top to toe, before a wry smirk plastered on his lips.

"This isn't what you th-" I tried to explain, but he hushes me with a single word.

"Sexy." he whistled as he closes the door.

"Please dont look, Jungkook." My hands were all over my body; covering whatever skin was exposed. But his dark expression tells me otherwise- he could see everything, crisp and clear.

"What are you doing here?" He pulls me closer, whispering into my ears. "Seducing me?"

"No, I-

"You know that hyung didn't allow me to see you these days, so you're torturing me, baby?" Jungkook continues to breath heatedly into my ear, the tip of his fingers sliding down my back.

"Yeah, seducing your flat ass." I insulted, trying to push him away- but to no avail. "Let go of me."

"No I'm not. I'm going to-

"Is anybody in here?"

To my horror, the light begins to shine into the dark room as the door swings open slowly. Instantly, I grabbed Jungkook's hand and hid behind the teacher's table.

"This brings back memories." he said softly, and I covered his mouth. It wasn't helping that my chest was buried in his face from the tiny space we were cramped in.

It was then when I begin noticing that he was breathing hard. Are my boobs suffocating him? Moving to the side a little, Jungkook inhales a large breath like he hasn't breathed before.

While hiding, I remembered that I had been wanting to invite Jungkook out for a date in school.

"Jungkook." I whispered softly. "Are you down to explore the festival with me?"

"Oh?...With you, I'm down." Jungkook smiles evily, clutching the fabric tight. I begin to blush furiously- not only was my costume revealing, but it seemed very much to his taste. Our skin pressed together next to the heater that was near our hiding spot; resulting in a sweat drenched makeout session. He takes my mind off into an insane hurricane; letting his lips dominate their territory. "It's been a while since I touched you like this." He stares deeply into my eyes, his eyelashes drooping down slowly to examine my body. "And I'm not missing a single spot today. Every part of you I will mark, until you're completely and utterly mine."

"Me too." I whispered, as he comes down to me needingly. He kisses me in a rushed manner, wanting to take in everything I had. His touches- they were oh so wild. But as we morphed our lips together sensually, a voice stops us in our tracks.

A familiar voice.

Yoongi's.