BEFORE ECLIPSE || JEON JUNGKOOK

I DON'T KNOW

CHAPTER: 92

"All roads lead to you, even the ones I took to forget you."

-MAHMOUD DARWISH

PIECES OF THE PAST; JUNG KOOK'S POV

"Are you planning to steal my furniture after getting me drunk?" I said and we both laughed.

"Yes, I will sell all your furniture in the flea market and earn some cash!" we laughed again.

And there it was we were ready to get drunk.

She on Vodka.

And me? Well, I wanted to get drunk on her laughter, her eyes and her sweet smile.

And this was where I knew I was fucked and this girl was my end!

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"Do you have abs?" she asks me eating a handful of Doritos.

"What?" I laugh.

"Duh, are you deaf or what?" she laughs foolishly.

"Oh boy you're so wasted" I say.

"Hey!" she raises her hand and points her index finger to me "I'm not wasted." She gives another big smile.

I hold back my laughter.

She was clearly drunk.

But, good god, I was feelings butterflies in my stomach looking at her smile. I don't know what it is that draws me to her. I don't know if it's her eyes or her smile or her face or her voice. I just don't know what pushes me towards her. I don't know whatever is in my stomach but I do know those damn, if butterflies or alcohol needs to be killed.

"So, do you have abs?" she asks again.

"Uh, I-"

"Uh, I, uh, what are you? Dumb? Can't you speak? You have abs? Say yes or no." she teased with her sweet smile.

Oh god that is going to put me in a whole lot of danger; that smile.

"Or are you blushing?" she laughs, "Am I making you blush? Oh dear boy."

"Maybe" I flirt.

"Ooo, look at you flirting, you dumbass." She says making a funny face as she throws her head back laughing like a little kid.

"Yes, I do have abs, why are you asking?"

She didn't think before answering "You are hot. So, I was wondering if you have abs, they'll make you even hotter." She winked at me.

I burst out in a laugh. She was drunk, too drunk to even think straight.

"Are you trying to flirt with me?" I tease.

"Oh, as if you weren't just flirting with me and the whole time." She said in a sloppy voice, raising her index finger poising as statue of liberty.

"I mean-uh"

"Uh, uh, yeah keep doing that, you stammer." she interrupts.

I am a flirt. I am good at it. I don't know why I am stuttering in front of her. I just don't know what has happened to me. This is not me. I am good at pleasing women. But this girl; she steals all my talent away. What is it in her that makes me so weak, so fragile in front of her.