[Bad Blood Prequel]
"We're here," Jungkook announced and Lisa snapped out of her reverie, surprised to find him leaning on the steering wheel, looking at her sweetly.
She blushed. "What?"
Jungkook stretched his hand and caressed her cheek with his t...
this is a super short one idk if i should apologize lmfao
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The sun was beginning to bloom on the horizon, at the level of the ocean. The hours had flown by and the breeze was no longer as cold as before, however, Lisa never wanted to leave the shelter of Jungkook's arms.
After that intense kiss that ended between giggles and pecks, they both went back inside and danced some more, singing and making up the lyrics they couldn't remember, jumping madly into each other's arms when the rhythm called for it. It was obvious to everyone that something had changed, especially to Jin and Irene who exchanged knowing glances and toasted.
The plan had worked.
But after all, Jungkook's plans always did.
He didn't seem to remember he had a plan though, it was like fell into his own trap because the trapped one was too attractive. He only had eyes for her, if even his sight was working well after so many drinks.
Around 4 AM, the bar closed but no one wanted to go home. Jungkook intertwined his fingers with hers, invading her with a tender fire in her hands, and led her to the beach, where she followed him without a single protest under a Leo moon, full and so bright it was lighting up the way.
The smile on her face was indelible, so big that if she wanted to stop she would have to force the corners of her mouth down.
He bought food because he was feeling hungry and beer to drink with it. When the delicious smell of warm ramen reached her nostrils, her stomach growled, so she ate with him as they walked along the port, where many fishing boats were lonely in the night, listening to them giggle and chit-chat about simple things.
When they finished, they ventured to the beach.
Lisa always had romantic scenarios in her head, always a fantasy to fulfill, but curiously she never imagined this one. She dreamed of taking a romantic picture under the lights of the Eiffel Tower and flying to Milan to have a date, sharing spaghetti like Lady and Tramp. But this? This was something else.
Until she lived it, she never thought that walking hand in hand with a guy on the beach could swell her heart so much to the point that it was painful.
As the minutes passed, sharing shy little smiles and moving excited glances away each time they caught themselves appreciating the other, Lisa began to grow impatient.
Her lips were tingling and the gentle caress he was making with his thumb on her hand was driving her crazy. It made an overwhelming company to the soft feeling of the sand under her feet and the musical sound of the sea waves.
Everything was perfect but she was dying to kiss him again.
That strange spam in her belly came back to attack every time she remembered his kiss, his intensity, even his arms around her, pulling her to his hard chest.
