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Please, princess

Jungkook's POV

Peeking to let my eyes see her figure, and there she was;

;washing dishes.

Gosh, she is such a wife material.

If only she was my gf or wife, I would have back hugged her.

But I can't stand being ignored by anyone and it's a special crave when it's being ignored by her.

Inhaling the deepest I could, agreeing that this is life and that I have got to deal with it; make sure to not let this ignorance phase slip away till tomorrow morning and all the way to school, I finally went towards the kitchen. I leaned on the kitchen's island, my hips touching the sharp, clean, cut-down edge.

Jungkook: Ji Eun-ah...

I said, breaking the silence filled atmosphere.

Jungkook: Ai- Sorry for the sudden shock and also for Ha Yoon.

I said, seeing her calm figure jump a little and turn her head around to look at me with eyebrows in a 'dude? Gosh' look, by clashing them up.

Delivering her thoughts through the look, she went back to scrubbing the dishes, her hands and mind busily focused on having them cleaned; as she dipped the sponge in the soap container beside the sink and continued to wash them all, until it's all clean and clear to seem healthy and as if just bought.

Jungkook: Come on, I apologised.

*wind blows*

That's it.

I can't take it anymore.

Applying enough force on my hands which rested on the island to push myself forward inorder to get near her, I grabbed her waist, and turned her around.

The tap water still running, with the dish sponge hidden and covered by a good, thicc layer of white, cloudy foam; carelessly thrown on the counter top, which left behind a few unidentifiable shapes of the opaque foam, done by shock.

The square shaped, plastic soap container — previously aligned, now succeeded to be kicked to the wall the counter was attached to, and get bounced back as if it was an incident ray of light, totally due to the force of her accidentally hitting it forcefully, while being turned around with no hint or warning.

Jungkook: I informed you beforehand to not ignore me. You still continued as if I was just a hallucination, baby.

Shit. I didn't mean to say baby now, it just came on flow.

My hands on her waist released her for a little while, as I reached behind her back to turn the handle downwards to stop the water from flowing down to the plates and spoons; now thinly layered with most of the foam already down the sink water releaser.

Placing my hand on the counters cut-down, perpendicular, sharp yet blunt side, and leaning forward, I slowly started loosing my sanity as her scent and features started maddening me and slowly alluring myself to her, making my senses turn senseless, along with my wanting to attach my lips on her pink lips increasing.

Jungkook: You still haven't changed your uniform.

Hearing no response, I moved even closer, not caring if I would totally loose my control and do something which wouldn't be welcomed kindly and with true happiness by her, and digged into the crook of her neck, my forehead attached to her crook; her soft perfume along with her own scent, tingling my nose in a way I want it to last forever and ever.

Jungkook: Come on, I said I am sorry. I don't care if you didn't ask for an apology or something. I just am, I swear don't ignore me or I might do something you might regret, without caring about anything.