In this romance, Lisa was as pure as a complete newbie could be, while Jungkook was a boy after all, so he naturally understood more than her.
He taught her many things bit by bit.
Like deeper kisses, touching and teasing each other.
Lisa did not dislike learning about these things. She was like a child standing at the door of a new world, curiously and cautiously peeking inside.
It was she who suggested that since he had already seen her naked when they were painting, it was only fair that she should also get to see him naked once, otherwise it felt a bit unfair.
Lisa was just as curious about Jungkook's body as he was about hers.
Jungkook was even shy enough to blush, saying there was nothing much to see, all men looked the same.
Lisa patted him on the shoulder to reassure him, "I know all men look the same, it's not like I haven't seen it before."
"Where did you see it?"
"In biology textbooks, I've seen the cross sections."
"..."
The sample diagrams in biology textbooks can't be the same as reality!
With Lisa making such a request, Jungkook as a man was conflicted - shy yet excited, afraid to show her yet wanting to show her. Anyway, his emotional state was much more complicated than the girl's.
All couples go through things like this sooner or later, Jungkook kept reassuring himself.
The two went to the art studio again, which had now become their secret base.
Upstairs, Lisa closed all the curtains, turned the lights up to full brightness, and brought over a standing spotlight from the corner, switching it on to shine on Jungkook.
Jungkook: ...
What on earth was she trying to do here! Dissect him?!
He sat down by the sofa and said helplessly, "Turn off all the lights."
"How can I see clearly with the lights off?"
"Just how clearly are you trying to see?"
"Um..."
Stumped by his questions, Lisa's face turned red and she had no reply.
Fine, fine, you're the boss today.
With the lights off, the studio suddenly darkened, with only the obscured curtains letting in a faint, soft glow.
Jungkook started taking off his shirt, and Lisa sat down in the corner of the sofa, watching him nervously.
His upper body muscles looked even more defined than before, even more robust, especially his abs which had gained two more blocks.
This showed just how intense his recent training had been.
Lisa watched as his long fingers rested on the belt buckle. Click, click, he flicked the clasp repeatedly, asking her over and over, "Are you sure you want to see?"
"Mm."
"You've thought it through?"
"Mm."
"No regrets?"
"..."
Lisa bit her lip, hesitating for a long time. She was a little too embarrassed to ask him to take off his pants, and simply said, "On second thoughts, I won't look."
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