How Could It Happen? (A Jungkook FANFIC)

19 || Nineteenth Chapter - ARE THOSE FEELINGS?

[YOUR P.O.V}

I woke up and I was staring by Jungkook. What did he want, this time? He held a bag in his hand. I looked at it.

-What's it?- I asked.

-Liquorice.- He replied.

-I don't like liquorice.- Yeah. I can eat a little bit and that's it. The smell and taste also annoyed me. I had particular tastes, yeah. He took a stick with his thumb and forefinger and held it close to my mouth. With that, he tried to touch my lips. I knew that if I had eaten a piece, I would have eaten a whole stick and then I would come to throw up. He lost a chuckle and I also had an amused smile.

-Come on, try it at least! If you eat it you'll be better.- He said. I tried it for the laugh he had done. A rarity. So I ate it. The stick decreased more and more, I was eating it. But what a particular liquorice!! I liked it !! Impossible. Jungkook also made me company in this feast of liquorice. I did not notice that his face had come up to me and that he was watching me when I was eating. I realized only when there was in my mouth the last stick and he took a bite of my, staying stuck.-I'vm eawting thiws wone!- I protested. How did he dare? He laughed and was also starting to eat it? No no, this is war, his mouth will not come to the middle because I'll do it first! Just kidding. I did not want to proceed. It seemed like we were playing to "Pepero game". He began to advance. I went on a little, but it was too embarrassing. He was advancing peacefully. Lips distant one centimeter. "And now?" I thought. Ok. No, not ok. He had snatched the last piece and had swallowed it. And now the space equivalent to our lips was an atom. Here, he kissed me. We naturally close our eyes, perhaps with embarrassment. And here I was going through the experience of the second kiss, much like the first. I was sad, angry, full of hate, but also happy, carefree and pleased. What was I, at the end? I did not know. But I could not definitely sit there quiet; He would have thought that I was glad that he kissed me and that I was waiting for it. It was not like that, I still hated himt, but I hated it with pleasure. I can not explain, but after the two kisses, I did not see him in the same way again. He was more of a acquaintance and was not just a friend. What was he?

-Your madness doesn't really have limits, right? I don't understand you!- I pushed him away and screamed against him. I was staring at him with tears in my eyes and flames. I was angry and sad because I was getting confused. I did not understand anything. He looked down, sorry. I was surprised a lot of what I saw. His eyes were bright. He was about to cry?

-Minjang Ah... I'm sorry...- He looked on the ground really confused and in panic. He was still kneeling on the floor in front of me, I was now sitting on the couch. He pulled up his eyes and looked straight into mine. Both were almost out of breath, we could not breathe well.-Please...- It was like he was starting to begging, but was breathing heavily and his eyes became very red. He looked down again and took my hands. What was he doing?

-Minjang ah, please... Minjang, be my girlfriend!!- He shouted, with all the forces that had in himself.

-... Wha..What? What?!- What did he just say ?! "Minjang, please, be my girlfriend!"...? I... I was really confused. My eyes were wide open, but then it began to close to try not to let out any tears. He was the first to cry.

-Minjang, please!! Be my girlfriend!! Please...- He was crying and begging me as a man who asked not to be killed. He cried and cried. He squeezed his eyes and whole face, in other words. He removed his hand from mine and tried to wipe the tears that came down like watherfalls. At first I thought he was joking, but I realized that was not really a joke. He was not so good at acting. And even if it was a joke, it was really of a bad taste. So I reacted shooting: I got up and went in my room, wiping tears and shutting there. I felt guilty for leaving him there, but now I could not even think of my name.