The bass of the music thrums through your body as you step into Jeon Jungkook’s house, the air thick with the scent of alcohol, sweat, and celebration.
The team had won today’s game, and the party was in full swing. Red plastic cups litter the surfaces, laughter echoing through the space.
You shouldn’t be here. Not in his house.
Yet, when Jimin—the star forward and one of Jungkook’s teammates—had asked you out before the match, promising a date if they won, you’d laughed, called him cocky, but agreed.
And now here you are, standing in the middle of your biggest rival’s victory party, catching the eyes of the very man who hates you most.
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