For You ✔️

Chapter 18

"What do you mean my tattoo's gone?" I asked Jungkook. I rushed to the mirror to check what he's going on about.

Shoot I forgot I can't see without him. I turned back to look at him with a knowing look. He just blankly stood there gaping at me.

"Kook, come here. I can't see me in this."

"Only if you tell me I'm your favourite person in this world." He smirked.

"What the heck, get your ass over here Jeon Jungkook."

"Not unless you say it. Don't you wanna see what happened to your tattoo?" He started mocking me.

"You devil." He really took advantage of this situation. In a way he's my favourite person in this world. So it won't hurt to say it, even though I'm never going to admit it actually is true.

"Please come here, Jeon Jungkook, my favourite person in this whole wide world." I cooed at the top of my lungs.

He came to me right away giggling, and held my hand. I looked at the mirror once again and saw my reflection.

I moved closer to it to get a clear view. It's gone. There were three doves on my neck, now there's only two left along with the feather.

"Did it just disappear out of nowhere?" It was impossible.

"I don't know. I have not noticed until now." Jungkook said still holding onto my hand.

"What if this happened because of me going into that trance like state?"

"It could be because of that. Are you feeling well? Do you feel tired or any such thing?" He was concerned about me.

"No, I feel fine." I shook my head. "It might be nothing. We don't have to worry about that."
Getting him worried was the last thing I want to see. Especially after seeing him faint like that.

I was sitting on the couch in the living room, watching television. Some movie was being playing, but I wasn't paying any attention. Now that they all know about me gives me more freedom to get rid of my boredom. I planned to watch TV with the same thought. But I kept drifting off thinking of the change in the tattoo.

Did it really disappear because of me going into that numb state. It could be because of that, there is no other possible explanation.

I was brought back from my thoughts by the sudden thunder. I was terrorised by the loud noise that I accidentally threw the remote from my hand. My heart was pounding heavily. My breath became unsteady. The lightning flashed inside the house and the lights flickered.

I quickly covered my ears with my hands and shut my eyes tightly. This keeps reminding me of the day when I lost my parents.
Tears started forming in my eyes. I was scared and was trembling. Flashes of my parents on the car blood covering the whole ground and my face. The hand of my dad lying loose on my mother's hand without any movement.

Unexpectedly a warm pair of hands wrapped around me holding me close. I recognised that familiar scent, it was Jungkook.
He held me tight yet gently, his warmth somehow making me feel calm and safe. He didn't say anything, he pulled me up from the couch and slowly carried me to his room. He guided me to sit on his bed and made me lay down. He sat beside me, patting my head.

I was still not over the shock but his presence calmed me enough to get back to my senses.

"You can sleep here. I will be here with you. Don't worry." He consoled me.

I didn't say anything, I felt relieved after hearing those words. I closed my eyes and tried to shut down the noises from outside. After a while I felt a movement beside me. I didn't open my eyes. I was sure it was Kook, he must have laid down too.

Within a few minutes I fell asleep. I was greeted by that lonely darkness. It was less scary though, like last time I didn't have any dream about my parents it was just eerie silence.

After that sleep, I woke up greeted by the sun rays that lightened the room. It feels so comfortable. Hmm..the couch is so comfy. Wait why does it feel like something's  weighing over me. It took me a few seconds to remember what happened last night.

I looked down and found a muscular arm wrapped around my waist. The strong grip holding me closer to a warm body. The owner of that was still fast asleep. I tried removing his hand from my waist.

His grip was so strong that everytime I manages to loosen it a little, he clutches onto me tighter. This is going to take a while. I looked to my left and saw a water bottle. I managed to pour some water onto the bottle cap with my one hand. Only if I had telekinetic power, it would have been a piece of cake.

I splashed it onto his face. He flinched at the sudden attack and grumbled something. His eyes opened lazily. He saw me and his face tensed, maybe he too forgot about yesterday.

Next thing, I felt his hands wrap around me further more. I didn't think I could go anymore closer to his heaving chest. This proximity was killing me. It's hard to control myself when the God's favourite creation is right in front of me, eyeing me like a predator. I gulped down hard. His other hand, brushed aside the hair that's fallen loose around my face. He tucked it behind my ears.

He leaned forward his eyes fixated on my lips. I was shaking, I want to do it more than ever. But I need to get a hold of myself. This is wrong. This should not happen. Yet I found myself longing for it.

Just when we were about to close that last few centimetres between us, his phone went off. Who's calling him this early? I thought to myself. He took the phone and mumbled 'work' under his breath.

In a way I think it was good that something interrupted us. Although I feel sincerely bad at the demolished built up hopes.