Again, Warning: some fluffy and lime scenes ahead. Skip if you're younger than 16. -------------- Chaeyoung's POV The past few days have been excruciatingly painful. The amount of effort I exerted to avoid Jungkook is enough to unleash the hidden within me. And it's freakin' painful and suffocating. I can't believe how just a week of him being sweet towards me will make me experience this kind of withdrawal once I decided to stop letting him touch me. I started feeling sensitive not only to Jungkook but everyone. Once, I threw a pillow at Jimin for overly teasing me and back hugging Taehyung over and over everytime I see them. "If the two of you don't stop, I'm going to make sure you two don't get to make babies in the future," I told them in annoyance and Namjoon laughed so hard after Jimin and Taehyung covered their precious soldiers. The boys kept teasing me about Jungkook and I hated it. All he does is shrug his shoulders, unaffected by everything. That . And when I said Hobi is a , I mean, he is a total for blabbering to the guys what he heard Jungkook said last time. Their fans should realize how big of a mouth these boys has. The fact that Taehyung saw Jungkook back hugging me while cooking isn't much great help either. What's even worse is, each day that passes makes me flinch in nervousness as I think about what Jisoo unnie will tell me once we see each other. I mean, I understand that she cares for me but why do I feel like I did something wrong because of Jungkook? Disappointment, that's something that I'm not wishing to see through Jisoo unnie's eyes and I have this weird feeling that she will once she finds out what I did. And I don't feel too happy about it. With that in mind, I always make sure to avoid Jungkook at all cost. Of course, I can't always stay away from him but I make sure someone other than the boys stays with us so he won't start doing anything stupid. Like kissing each other full on the mouth, yeah. One time, Jungkook tried pulling me by the waist and I almost kicked him where the sun doesn't shine and Jimin exclaimed in shock. Thank God Jungkook has fast reflexes or his balls wouldn't stay intact. After that, he realizes that I wasn't kidding so he gave me space. Of course, he still constantly stares at me which made my heart melt like a hot chocolate. How come he is different from someone Jisoo unnie told me he would be? Though I hated his guts, in the beginning, Jisoo unnie had made this very reserved image on my head. I was expecting a baby Jungkook, someone who can't stare at a girls eye for more than three seconds. I thought Jungkook was a very shy guy, someone who wouldn't dare speak his mind especially when someone he doesn't know is around. But I guess I was wrong. Because the first thing I got from him is his wild tongue and his fiery touch. And goddamn it, I'm loving it. But avoiding him like this is making me close to snapping, and I only have a thin line left to spare before I explode. Most of the time, I always stay with Yoongi oppa who is the only person who doesn't make fun of me. If not sleeping, he was talking to Jennie which ends up me talking to the girl most often as Yoongi oppa gives me his gone whenever Jennie gets carried away and shares me a lot of things. At first, I thought Yoongi oppa would be upset because I was taking too much of their time but I later found out that Jennie doesn't have a lot of girl best friend except for Jisoo unnie, and Yoongi oppa was glad she had found another in my presence. Wait till she meets Lisa. Unfortunately, I can't always avoid Bangtan's Golden maknae. When I thought everybody had gone to the stadium for rehearsals, I was shocked to see Jeon Jungkook standing right outside the bathroom door, his face furrowed and he stares at my current state. "Don't you have a bathrobe?" he mumbled, his eyes scanning my form, my body covered with a short towel. Thank God I decided to wear my underwears beforehand or I'd be basically in front of him. "What are you doing here? Don't you have a rehearsal to attend to?" I snarled at him as I turned my back from his direction, my hands on my front, covering my cleavage where I saw his eyes were at. This facade that I am trying to put up is killing, shattering my resolve into pieces. The mere fact that he's just a few inches away from me, in private, makes my heart weaken. "Why are you avoiding me?" his voice was sharp and I know he felt frustrated. I went inside of my enclosed space as I try to wear my clothes as fast as I can. But this seem too comfortable following me, watching me change my clothes in front of him. I was only able to wear my shorts, the towel still wrapped around my body as I face him. "Stop," I told him. His eyes were blank and I regret telling him those words.But I have to. "Whatev