When love lasts

CHAPTER 11

JUNGKOOK POV

1 year ago

I'm 19 years old. I don't know how love feels. Or at least that's what I thought until she came around. Lisa is sitting in the library's private room, talking to someone on the phone.

That's how she is, a social media addict, a phone addict but that doesn't bother me. ever since I saw her during the summer two months ago, I've been wanting to talk to her and meet her.

After 1 month of waiting, we finally got into a relationship, she doesn't have a last name, and she told me, that she's an orphan.

Since the last few days, she's been....distant. I picked up on my father's hobby to read psychology and philosophy books, that's how I mastered my mask in public.

The mask where I show no emotions and keep myself in control. 

I can tell Lisa is distracted, maybe with her piano classes, but she doesn't talk to me that much and always asks about my house that's close to the uni.

She is making me doubt my decisions and I never doubt what I have done in the past. Maybe this is all just a fling.

Present

It's been two months since I've met taehyung. The same amount of time it took for Lisa to wreak havoc in not only my heart but in the uni as well.

It doesn't matter now, I'm a man. I was a stupid fuck who gave into wants and not needs and the result was something that will haunt me for life.

But maybe my little butterfly would close that dark hole up. It took me a while to admit that I like taehyung. Ever since that incident in the uni, I've always stayed away from all this.

It was always quick fucks in my club and a super dose of alcohol but my butterfly is starting to change that. 

He is in the uni's dance room, the dance room is kind of like a basement but with the greenery seeping through the glass doors. I didn't know taehyung danced.

Well, I followed him on Instagram and he only has posts of food and his back, never his face, including his profile picture.

what? i needed to check on my butterfly yesterday. he never made any reels so i assumed he was not into that but didn't think he would dance.

considering the university rule where if one person signs up to use the dance room all alone, you leave them alone and wait until they open the door, and here i am stalking him from the dance bathroom.

He just switched the song and my jaw almost hits the ground, Angels in Tibet by Amaarae is booming through the room, this is such a sexy song from what I've seen on TikTok.

I'm licking my lips like some fucked up hungry bastard while anticipating his moves, taehyung runs a hand through his sweaty blond hair and places the phone down.

He drinks some water and i follow the one drop that trickles down his jaw to his neck and the hollow of his shirt between his chest before it disappears, I want to suck the living shit out of that drop.

A minute later, taehyung starts moving. He is not just dancing, he is throwing every drop of energy in his body until his hips move so fast and elegant that I want to jump on him.

It's better than what I've seen on TikTok, it's the same moves but hell his moves don't even compare to what I've seen before in this song.

I can see the passion oozing out of his every move, the way he watches his reflection and licks his lips every time he knows that he looks god damn sexy while dancing.