"Lisa, what are you doing again?" Jungkook placed the drink on the table and held Lisa's hands, stopping her from removing her clothes.Lisa winced since Jungkook grabbed her wrist too tightly, "Ouch, that hurts! Be gentler!"
"..."
Jungkook eased the pressure but still held her wrists firmly. Lisa looked up at him and suddenly laughed, "Hahaha, why are you so nervous? I'm wearing something inside, you know!"
Saying that, she intentionally turned around, seemingly wanting to show Jungkook the open zipper and the light-colored undershirt underneath.
Jungkook 's expression changed, and he turned his gaze away, "Even so, you shouldn't casually undress."
"But I feel suffocated in this outfit. I can't breathe," Lisa frowned, "I think I ate too much at lunch."
"...Remove the 'I think'," Jungkook glanced at her, "You ate too much, and on top of that, you drank so much alcohol."
"The three of us were drinking!" Lisa argued, "And I wasn't even drunk. Do you remember the last time? Who helped you handle the people from the financial side after they got drunk?"
Jungkook said, "And do you remember what you did after that?"
"What did I do?" Lisa pretended not to understand.
"Heh." Jungkook scrolled through his phone, opened a video, and Lisa's loud voice came from inside, "Warrior, transform——!"
Lisa was taken aback and tried to snatch his phone. Jungkook quickly raised the phone above his head, and Lisa, sitting on the sofa, couldn't reach it, "Jungkook , didn't I tell you to delete that video?"
"Fortunately, I kept a backup. Otherwise, you'd keep acting dumb and denying it," Jungkook said.
"You!" Lisa stood up determined to take his phone. However, she accidentally stepped on her dress, causing her to fall directly onto Jungkook . Jungkook instinctively caught her, and as they fell onto the sofa, the hand holding the phone raised high also resulted in the phone dropping to the ground.
A loud bang echoed and the room fell silent. Lisa looked wide-eyed at the person beneath her on the sofa; and felt that the fleeting panic and unease in his eyes seemed somewhat... intriguing?
Jungkook 's hand rested on Lisa's lower back, and the zipper was still undone, with his palm directly touching the thin fabric of her undershirt. The warmth from Lisa's body transmitted to his hand, feeling like it was about to burn.
Jungkook 's expression was hesitant, but Lisa, now lying obediently on him, didn't make any further moves. Jungkook 's hand clenched slightly, then slowly relaxed, and finally, in this position, he pushed Lisa's hair at the back of her head aside and zipped up the dress for her.
The sound of metal echoed in the room, when Lisa felt tightness around her waist, making it hard to breathe. She glared at Jungkook with dissatisfaction, "Why did you zip up my dress?"
Jungkook replied, "To prevent accidents."
Lisa clicked her tongue but didn't plan to get up from him. She just stared at him. Jungkook became more and more uncomfortable under her gaze, and his ears gradually turned red, "Why are you staring at me like that?"
Lisa said, "I'm practicing my eye expression. As an actress, eye expression is essential. It should be focused and not scattered."
"..."
Jungkook pursed his lips; he couldn't agree with such a ridiculous reason, "Staring at me can improve your eye expression?"
"Yes, I usually practice in front of a mirror. Since there's no mirror now, I'll use your eyes instead," Lisa said.
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Impossible Lovers
FanfictionLisa and Jungkook grew up together, but they didn't become the enviable childhood sweethearts; instead, they grew up to be arch-enemies. Lisa thought Jungkook was hypocritical, pretentious, and self-righteous. Jungkook thought Lisa was vulgar, mate...