LOST LOVE || JIKOOK✅

45.His smell and my Confession

Such a rude and arrogant person, the likes of which I've never encountered before. He's completely consumed by his own self-importance. Jerkass. Honestly, his name should be Jerkass instead of Jungkook.

I attempted to calm myself down, but it proved to be quite the challenge.

However, the situation soon brought a smile to my face.

Idiot. I let out a giggle. You should've seen the expression on his face when I told him I don't love him. How foolish can someone be?

But he's strangely cute when he avoids my gaze. I couldn't help but giggle at the thought as I hugged my pillow.

The night was dark, but the moonlight was bright, casting a gentle glow. The wind brushed against my skin, giving me goosebumps, and my thoughts drifted towards him.

Why does he manage to be both cute and rude at the same time? I wondered aloud as I hugged my pillow even tighter.

Everyone around me always tells me I'm beautiful, yet he's the only one who refuses to acknowledge that fact. Could that be the reason why I'm intrigued by him?

Intrigued?

I blushed at my own thoughts. Stop overthinking, Jimin. He's cold, rude, and full of ego. Don't waste your time thinking about him, okay?

I made a mental promise to myself to avoid thinking about him.

Until my eyes landed on the rose tree on the balcony.

"He threw away your flower, my little green friend!" I pouted. How could someone be so heartless? But no, not again, Jimin. Stop thinking about him. It won't help.

I decided to sleep and focused on tomorrow, when I had a dance shot to do.

I quickly curled up in bed and drifted off

"It was 3:34, and I was four minutes late for the shoot. I hope that Jerkass won't give me a hard time." I muttered as I entered the set in my uniform, greeting everyone except him. If he wants to be rude, I'll give him the same treatment. I sulked and took the script paper from the assistant.

Since it was a song shot, I didn't have many lines to prepare. Just an "I love you" to Mr. Kim at the end of the scene.

"The next scene is yours," the assistant informed me with a grin. As Hobi hyung advised, I glared at him with a sharp look, causing him to step back.

I headed to my dressing room and found a black outfit hanging on a hanger.

I'm sure Jerkass picked out this dress for me. I shook my head and started changing, only to get stuck halfway with the back zipper.

Oh no.

I tugged at it, but it wouldn't budge. My eyes widened as the door swung open, causing me to retreat to a corner.

"Jimin?"

Wait, was it Jungkook? Unconsciously, I found myself smiling.

"Yes?" I responded, but quickly scolded myself for smiling at him. No, Jimin. Act like him. Be cold.

"Are you okay?" He asked, and for a moment, I wondered if he had been hurt somewhere because of the way he used his tone was different.