ENCHANTED | TK

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Jungkook's heart instantly quickened its pace inside his ribcage. He felt a bit dizzy as his hands sweat profusely in the pockets of his ripped jeans. He anxiously bit the inside of his cheek as he was considering his options.

Should he just mind his own business or...walk over to the blue-eyed mannequin who occupied his mind the whole week? And then what? He was too shy and awkward to do that. He didn't want to risk messing up their encounter.

But somehow, he wanted to get closer. He wanted to talk to the mannequin, watch every line of his pretty symetrical face and most importantly, get a closer look at those blue eyes. Those mesmerizing ocean eyes. No Jungkook, focus!

"What are you looking at?" Came a soft but deep voice interrupting Jungkook in his trail of thoughts.

Lifting his head, he ran his eyes over the tall mannequin's delicate figure. The beautiful boy was staring right at him. Jungkook could feel his poor soul leaving his body with how intense the stare was. He was sweating ten times harder and his mouth felt dry.

"S-sorry, I-I didn't mean to." He stuttered miserably. He was grateful he didn't loose his voice at least.

The mannequin didn't respond immediately, letting silence settle over them. Then he gracefully made his way towards the obviously anxious boy beside him. He found himself standing in front of Jungkook, making the brown-haired boy's eyebrows raise, more surprised than ever at the moment.

"What are you apologizing for?" The nemesis asked, his head tilting cutely. His full lips was moving agonizingly slow as he whispered those words. Jungkook couldn't find himself to breathe normally.

The bright sun of the morning and its warmth was softly filling the air as its light was reflecting in the beauty's deep blue orbs. They were like gems. Jungkook couldn't tear his eyes off of him even if he wanted to.

"Y-you were..." His sentence was interrupted by the mannequin's sweet giggles, some strands of his fringes moving lightly at the action.

"You're cute." He said in a light tone, fingers playing with the hem of his oversized shirt. "Can you do me a favor, cute boy?" He asked lowering his gaze at his white vans.

Jungkook didn't even think before answering. "Yes, w-what is it?" His art materials be damned.

"Can you help me choose a new dress?"

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