Chivalry Is Not Dead // Jaebeom X Reader

Hurt

Those words stung a little.

You peaked through the gap of the cubicle door as you watched her apply the lipstick, push her boobs a bit, but wasn't satisfied with it. One of her friends ran into the cubicles beside you then returned to Sarah and stuffed some tissue down her front.

"Pahh" you imidietly put your hand to your mouth muffling your laugh as you watched the girls strut out in their heals.

You looked down at yourself.

At least I don't have to fake it. You told yourself

But what they spoke about, you couldn't help but believe what if it happens.

Sarah's never failed at what she wants. Like we all know.... what Sarah wants she will get. Even if she's fake.. boys still tend to be attracted to her.

Once they left, you got out of the cubicle and headed out the bathroom.

Suddenly you bumped into a hard chest, your bruised eye hitting it in the porcess and you winced.

"(Your name) why aren't you in class yet? You're normaly the first one there.. even Sarah who's late is already there."

You took a step back and lifted your head up to look at the the person which the familiar voice belonged to. "JB.. I can say the same for you. Why did you leave the classroom? You'll be marked late too now"

"It's fine... 1 late mark in the year won't make much of a difference. Besides it's not like you to be late so... I was wondering where you were at. " He shrugged and grabbed your waist. "Let's go" he pulled at your waist so that you would walk with him.

"Arghh! Stop!" You groaned in pain, shoving his hand off of your hip.

"What happened? You okay?" JB panicked and reached out and placed it over your hands over your hip.

"I'm fine.." you tried to gain back your strength and breath gently.

"Your lip! What happened?" JB then grabbed your jaw gently, tilting your face slightly as he examed your lip.

"Nothing. I'm fine!" You swat his hand away. "It's just dry lips and I pealed my skin and it bled a bit" you turn your head away from him and begin to walk away.

"It's not nothing... what happened?" He spoke softly as he followed after you and easily outsteps you, blocking your way to move on.

His hands gently squeeze your shoulders as you feel his gaze over yours.

You remember your bruised eye and quickly, but descretly as possible, push strands of your hair over your eye.

"JB! We're getting late as it is for class. Don't make a fuss over no-"

You felt JB grab your hand away from your hair, take a step closer to you and push your hair away from your eye. As you tried to fight him off from seeing it by turning your head away from him, he grabbed you by the chin again and made you look at him.

"Oh my god what happened (your name)? Who did this to you?" He asked worridly and pulled you into a hug.

"I don't know what you're talking about... nothing happened" you grunted a bit as his hip bone was pushing against yours. You held back tears.