[✔️]The Bad girl Or The Bestfriend?(Jenlisa)(Liskook)

Chapter Thirty Nine

A flutter grazes my cheek, making me almost whimper with the gentle touch as I realise that it's fingers stroking my skin softly, almost making me want to cuddle further in bed as a groan escapes my lips, earning a chuckle in return.

It's a familiar sound, that laughter.

In fact, it's so familiar that it has been a favourite sound of mine for years, which is why my eyes flutter open as they meet the light coming into the room. But most of it is blocked from my eye sight because a beautiful face is blocking it, smile spread on it.

"Welcome back to the living." He teases, his lips curved into a grin.

I rub my eyes, untangling my legs from the comforter but it surprises me when both of my thighs brush together, skin to skin. When that thought creeps in, so does a major throbbing in my head. That's when the realisation starts hitting in.

The window in my room isn't on the right side of the bed, it's on the left side but the sunlight is creeping in from the right in this room. I take in the brown furniture and bury my face in the pillow, the scent of Jungkook immediately hitting me, making me realise that I am actually in his bed.

In a quick motion, I sit up, taking in my surroundings as I look at my very amused best friend, studying my face as I literally come back to the living from whatever high I was on. It takes me moments to realise that the reason the skin of my thighs are brushing together is because I am not wearing any pants. My hand immediately goes to my crotch underneath the comforter, and a sigh escapes my lips when I realise that at least I am wearing my underwear underneath this baggy t-shirt of Jungkook's.

"So, last night was fun, huh?" He grins further, making me rack my brain as I try to form words on my tongue but don't come up with anything.

But then, the memories of last night seep in. I was at my house, crying because it had been two days since Jennie left me alone in my bedroom after I asked for it. But she had been calling me, and texting me but my phone was on silent. I didn't feel like talking with her, or with anyone at all. At the same time, I felt fucking lonely because due to whatever shit was going on with my girlfriend, I had been ignoring both Jungkook and jisoo.

So, I decided to suck it up. I didn't bother to change out of my shitty night suit as I trotted down the stairs and to Jungkook's house. He welcomed me in, took me to his room and when he realised that I just needed a break from life, he pulled out tequila from underneath his bed.

"Shit." I whisper, realising that the throbbing was actually just a symptom of the hangover from last night.

"It was shit alright." Jungkook snickers, making me shoot a glare at him. He smiles, his hand coming up to tuck my hair behind my ear as he bites on his bottom lip, as if trying not to laugh as he eyes are set on my hair, "You have the worst case of bed head."

I swat his hand away as I quickly draw out my hair tie, freeing my hair before collecting them into a fist as I pull them into a ponytail. My eyes flicker to Jungkook but I realise that his gaze is actually set somewhere, which follows to my chest as my hands are midway through making my hair, stretched back behind my head.

Fuck, where the hell is my bra?

Quickening the process, I clear my throat to snap his attention back to me. If it were some other guy, I would have been doubting if something sexual went down last night, but it's Jungkook. I have no idea how I can tell, but I just know that we didn't even share a peck last night even though most of the things are blurry in my head right now and would come back as the day goes on.

I knew because I couldn't do that to Jennie, not even if we were fighting or if I was drunk out of my fucking mind.

My eyes move to the table clock on the side, my eyes widening as I realise that it's afternoon, three flashing as I look at the time.