It is the nature of life to take unprecedented turns. Turns that may imperil every single breath a person can take and that was her destiny.
His was to solve the maze these unprecedented turns of life had put her in. It was another mystery that he h...
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Music had been played to fill the void but Jungkook didn't feel any better. Sad, was he? No, he'd say. But the guilt of going overboard with his convoluted emotions had deprived him of any reasoning he could have otherwise made up to prove his innocence.
One big slurp and he exhaled with a hoarse throat at the way liquor kicked his senses. Another one and this time he only shut his eyes close, feeling the sharp tickle move down his throat.
His latest words to her resurfaced in his mind and he tried to think that that would never happen. Youra had known to drive for a long time according to what he had learnt from Yoongi a few days ago, but his concern had not allowed him to let her be independent with that sport just yet. He wanted to take her to practice, twice or thrice, and once she had been used to the feeling he would let her be on her own. But what if she actually... Naah, she wouldn't.
He grabbed the bottle, the one that had been staring at him for a long while, asking to be drunk from and he gulped down half of it in one go. "Shit." He murmured, standing up on his wobbly legs on hearing the engine of his car revving up from a near distance.
She was fine. A smile took over his face.
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All Youra had prayed for was a sleeping Jungkook who would somehow forget about his dear car for the rest of his life while entering the house as quietly as she could. Expletives were thrown at the creaking door for scaring the shit out of her once again.
She pushed her heels against the cabinet in the hallway and took quiet steps towards where her supposed room was. The house was dimly lit and she had known that at least Jungkook would be exhausted enough to not form a conversation with her if they happened to fall in each other's path.
The slow music playing in the living room had taken her by surprise and so had Jungkook's breath as it hit her nape out of the blue. Gooseflesh broke out of her skin as she felt his arm wrap around her waist and she was turned around to face him.
Droopy eyes stared at her so intently that she had forgotten to breathe for a second. She couldn't match the stare for long and soon it fell on his lips, their bodies swaying with whatever the heck that song was. He smelled of alcohol and the drool on his chin had managed to tell her enough about the previous few hours he had spent alone but the accuracy in his calculated movements compelled her to believe that he was sober enough.
Her eyes focused on how the dim lights had managed to highlight his features as they danced to the different corners of the living room. He twirled her around and pulled her close, earning a happy squeal. Another turn and Youra had been laughing due to the giddiness she had felt while keeping up with those movements. His lazy chuckle joined her.
A sense of apprehension dawned at her, unlikely to the somehow beautiful moment they had been sharing while remembering what she had done to his car and she sombrely stared into his eyes, waiting for him to look into hers. If a mistake had been executed, might as well pay for it. When he did not address the seriousness on her face and continued to hop around with his arms embracing her, she tugged at the loose fabric of his t-shirt.
