Bunny - The Tragedy || A Jeon Jungkook Fanfiction ||

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-- 3 days later --

~ Jungkook's POV ~

It's been almost three days to that incident now. I just saw death from from a breaths distance that day. Damn! I still feel that shiver running down my spine. Fuck! I can still feel her chocolaty fragrance clouding my head. It was atleast bearable until....
I realised that her......ummmm....
..you know * blushes *.......boobs were literally squeezed against my arm. That's when I exploded.

It's just me who knows how much I've been through whilst trying to hide my boner with a heap of cushions. That was the very first time that I was forced to jerk myself off after my holy oaths of being a nice gentleman and not touch her.

I know she's asexual, she told me back then. She's not interested in having any kind of sexual relationship with anyone and is just seeking for comfort and love. It's a little painful to imagine my life without sex, atleast for a lust demon like me. But I respect her, and if she seeks for just love and I'm willing to sacrifice my sex life.

Come on. Love without sex exists, doesn't it? And above everything, she accepted me and is not holding any grudges against me, willing to start a new relationship, then..then I'll manage, somehow.

After that night, the worst happened, I had a wet dream about her. Wow. Everything was literally flushed. Just wow.

The next day I couldn't bring myself to talk to her. It was just undeniably shameless of me to dream of something like that about her. I somehow felt embarrassed and ashamed, shit, I couldn't even look at her in the eye.

And from the last two days, she's avoiding me. This hurts like hell. What could be the possible reason??

But I've gathered the courage to go and talk about this. Ask her if I did anything wrong to upset her.

Currently I'm in the kitchen, making dinner. Or more like waiting for my princess to come home. I checked my wrist watch for the nth time, chewing off my lower lip , impatiently. It's about 8 and she might be coming any time.

My eyes snapped at the main door when I the sounds of the mechanical beeps. Shijin's home.
The door opened and closed simultaneously, an exhausted shijin walked inside with her shoulders slouched down, lazily.

My lips stretched wide, looking at her scanning the apartment. I smiled a little bit more wider, so when she spots me, she can find me smiling to her. I just stood motionless, looking at her with sparking eyes and pacing heart, waiting for a little, just a little eye contact.

She looked at me.

And then looked away, walking inside her bedroom.

I felt that grin slowing falling off. So, she's still on with her cold treatment. I sighed, a little sad. I can endure any kind of treatment. But this breaks my heart.

The dinner was as silent as I thought it would be. I wanted to conversate but she was busy with her phone, talking to someone while eating. Did she not notice, that
tried to make something that I don't know. And there's not even a single carrot in it. It took me such efforts to avoid those fresh and orange carrots just because she doesn't like it.

It added just a little more to the pent up glum. After dinner, shijin walked to the balcony, I followed her, nonetheless. I need to sort this out.

She was still on the call. And it was Taehyung hyung. That means I can disturb.

" Shijin-shi?" I called out.
She did not reply neither looked back, just made her way to another spot of the balcony. I sighed and followed her.

This time, I tapped her shoulders lightly with my index finger.
" Shijin-shi, can we talk? "