"Just because I was being nice doesn't mean I'm a nice person .I'm still the same man who will not think twice before blowing your brain off and mind you miss lee you're no special "
Jeon Jungkook was never a good man , he never claimed one to be ho...
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Jeon Jungkook was restless.
Ever since Lee Eun-hae entered his life , his mind has been in chaos and chaos only. The hassle in his brain discords when she looks at him and oh the innocence that lies over her rustic orbs makes him go madly insane .
He was hopeless.
That obnoxious stare gives him an ounce of curiosity, the way she let her tounge control over her brain or her mind refuses to work at bits that her words played with him. He has been ridiculous to keep his mind at peace.
She has this issue that pushes him off the edge and pulls him into a breathless sphere of reality , he finds her extremely and annoyingly amusing. She is so scared yet so rebellious , so fearless yet so pathetic . She is a mess in the whole mess of this world.
She is vulnerable.
Why did he bring her to his home , the place where even his closest of closest were far from. A place he found peace at , then why was he letting that reckless girl to stay with him. What was this loneliness he always had embraced wholeheartedly was feeling so gloomy , so bizzare.
Reserved and hostile, he has been like this ever since he understood the cruelty that lies under the flesh of adorable humans. He had learnt to stay distant and solitary , and he would like to stay like that.
Then why?
Right, there was barely a thing that was convincing him to be with her yet , she was there with him. And a glass of wine was too early for his toxic body , but the bitterness of its taste sweetened the lies he just told her. Her being safe , and that too with him .
Tsk.
He would choke her into the hell of things and she could only die yet he pretended to be decent .
A gentleman he has always been.
"You're so sweet miss lee, sweeter than honey , pure and so fucking fascinating" He spurred , intoxicated eyes still feeling her glimpses that were replaying again and again. He couldn't sleep last night and the reason was right there, he sighed, dropping the glass carelessly.
He groaned slightly,the stain wouldn't be any darker , but that looked hideous on his unflawed futon. The day went just like that , there weren't any plans to perform , despite him being consumed by her thoughts .
She was always there.
Pretty wild to be precise.
And certainly that was irritating because Jeon Jungkook has never been so consumed by anything else than work. Closing his eyes , his body relaxed but mind stayed puzzled.
He needed some time , time to rest , time to think .
But his minutes of peace faded as soon as he heard footsteps reaching there. Eyes unshielded the moment that faint , sweet scented presence of hers interrupted and there she was in front of him .
