Sometimes love is not what the poets describe. It is not filled with sunshine, it doesn't make you feel butterflies, it doesn't start when eyes met and lives crashes. Sometimes love is chaos, taking place, destroying everything old until something new is built, something unexpected, uncalled yet the most beautiful feeling ever.............
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Minho was amazed. No, confused maybe. But she was really not expecting to see her bestie wearing a worn out shirt while plotting the shirt's owner's death in his bedroom.
"He scold me! Me! Jeon Jungkook! Ughhhhhh." He screamed while taking almost half of the carrot in one bite then chewing as if murdering someone inside his mouth. "He doesn't know what he will hit him now." The maniac laugh left those pouty lips and she swear she could see invisible horn on both side of that coconut head.
"Just let it go already Kook. He is just a normal mechanic. You don't need to deal with him." She huffed while concentrating on the red paint on her nails. "Let it go and you won't ever have to see him again. Case dismissed."
She went back to paint her other nail totally not seeing the effect those few words had on the man who was now looking at her, his formal smile vanished, instead a frown took place.
He doesn't like the idea. Breaking that man's bones in ok, planning his murder is ok, murdering him in broad daylight is ok too..but letting him go....that didn't settle well with him.
He narrowed his eyes in anger at his bestie before snatching the nail paint away from her hand in anger. "I won't give it to you."
She looked flabbergasted. "But you said I can have it."
"Now I am saying you cant."
He sighed, the went near Jungkook, fully looking at his eyes. "What's wrong kook?"
The question hit it marks. As Jeon Jungkook put the nail paint on the bedside table then looked at his best friend through his lashes. "I don't know." He really doesn't. From yesterday night to this morning, all he had felt is weirdness at every look of that man.
When that man scolded him, when he got angry, when he threatened to kill him, when he held him, when he make that fear go away, when he became his assurance....he was feeling it. He kept feeling it. This unknown emotion. This irritating prick, this itch that won't go away.
"I really don't know. I can't exactly describe how I feel but it's not quite right" Then he remembered when that man smiled at that dumb kid." His fist balled, nostril flared, and face reddened. And he went to that killing machine mode again. "That's why he needs to die"
"Die!" Her eyes widen"
Junkook's brows furrowed. Not liking the word then changed his mind. "At least broken bones that will make him stay at the hospital. Your boyfriend know people like that right?"
She looks at him with confusion. Not liking the glint in his eyes as he uttered those words next. "People who can ruin the break of a car?"
She nodded her head confusingly then got scared when a loud laughter left his lips.
"Great. Tell them to meet with me. I have a really really interesting work for them."
''Ooook." She said confusingly then got scared again as the devil aka her bestie dialed his bodyguard Robert's Number."
"Yes. Did you find them who put drug on my drink." The answer satisficed him. "And the man who took me there." This time a cruel smark appeared over his lips. "Great, throw them over the cliff and snap a photo while doing it. The shot needs to be perfect. I need them by dinner time Robert."
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Fragile Longing (Taekook)
Romance"Because loving you is so easy that I lost track of why, suddenly you seem to be the only air Ican Breathe. And without you I am lifeless." Kim taehyung had it figured. He knew what his life purpose was. He knew what he was born to do. Most importan...
