04. 𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐁𝐨𝐲𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝.

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Your touch, your eyes, your smile and your sight, make my heart race.
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United States of America,
Alima Resort, Cambridge, Massachusetts,
8 : 00 PM

Cheshta's Perspective —

He draped his jacket around me, and I could see that he was shivering too. It seemed like he was also feeling the chill in the air. Despite his kindness, I hesitated to accept his jacket, worried that he might catch a cold because of me.

"Are you okay?" I inquired, to which he responded with a smile playing on his lips, "Yes, I am until you're fine. How about you? How did you fall?"

Lost in admiration of his gentle features, I realized how closely I was observing him for the first time. Despite being on campus for a few weeks, I had only seen him surrounded by different girls until today, when he unexpectedly confessed his feelings for me.

"Someone pushed me," I replied, my voice barely above a whisper, it was strongest weak.

He join his eyebrows and turn his face to the direction of a girl, wearing a black tight crop top with a black tight skirt, the girl who pushed.

"Did she?", he point out his finger on her, his voice dripping with answer and frustration.

I nodded as answered his query, and he simply nodded. He stand up, his feets rising in the direction of that girl, his stand right infront of her as the girl steps back when he grabs her waist, "You like me? And you're jealous?"

The girl simply didn't answered but moved closer to him, grabbing his collar and whispered, "I'm! I thought I'd she die, you'll be with me."

He chuckled mockingily, he didn't did much but pushed her which caused her to fall in the pool, filled up with the bone chilling water.

"Enjoy.", he smirked and turn his face to me, facing me, his hand on his jeans pocket, after being soaked with water in this winter, he is still showing off his hottness.

"Don't be around this types of girls, you're going to end up in danger.", He whispered, leaning down at my level, his face right infront of mine, he slowly tug a strand of my hair behind my ear, "I'm always here to save you, just call me out."

He whispered with a reassuring smile, his voice calm, relaxed but husky and deep at same time, taking out his fancy phone to make a call. Before long, Jimin and Hazlin came running over to us.

"Hey, Jungkook! You'll catch a cold," Jimin admonished as he wrapped his own warm jacket around Jungkook.

"Pabo, are you okay?" Hazlin inquired, gently taking my face in her hands. I responded with a timid nod and averted gaze as her wrapped his scarf around me.

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