Kim's angel [𝐓.𝐊]

Part-2

★ "𝐈𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬, 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐮𝐬, 𝐈 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐳𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐥𝐲 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐜 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐝𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐈 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐝𝐚𝐲. 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐈'𝐯𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐡 𝐟𝐢𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐞, 𝐚 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐮𝐧𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐬, 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐚𝐟𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐛𝐨𝐫, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐝𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞. 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐈 𝐚𝐦 𝐰𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐞." ★

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Author's pov: (author listening to men moans while writing this🌚)

3:00 in the morning, Jungkook couldn't sleep again. The stress of pending fees, loans, and his own studies weighed heavily on him. His mind raced with thoughts of how he would manage everything. He sighed, wishing he could sleep, but the overthinking monster wouldn't let him. He decided to go for a walk, hoping the fresh air would clear his mind.

He put on a white t-shirt and grey sweatpants. His long black hair moved in sync with the wind, his eyes sparkled like the stars, and his lips were as pink as blossoms. He sighed deeply and started walking.

The sound of his footsteps echoed through the empty streets. He walked straight ahead, but then something caught his attention, making him pause. He looked around; murmuring sounds echoed from a nearby alley, but he decided to ignore them and mind his own business. He found a bench under a streetlamp and sat down. A small puppy, wagging her tail excitedly, ran up to him. Jungkook's face lit up at the sight of his happy puppy.

He bent down to play with her, tickling her belly. The puppy rolled over, enjoying the attention, and kept nudging him for more. She pulled at his pant leg, trying to lead him towards a white flower blooming on a nearby plant.

"Oh buddy, you want it?" Jungkook asked softly, carefully picking the flower and gently placing it above the puppy's ear. He smiled, taking out his phone to capture the moment. The puppy stayed still, knowing her owner's habit of taking pictures.

Jungkook's soft giggles carried through the quiet night and reached someone's ears.

"Whoa~ dada, look! Rapunzel!" A little five-year-old girl yelled, tugging on her hyung's sleeve.

"Shhh! I'm on a call," the man said rudely, ignoring the little girl's excitement. She broke free from his grasp and ran towards Jungkook, not caring about anything else. The man yelled, calling her back, but she ignored him and kept running.

Jungkook looked up, surprised. "WHOAAAAAA~" the girl said, her eyes full of wonder and excitement. Jungkook smiled and bent down to her level.

"Hello?" he said gently. The girl's eyes were fixed on Jungkook's hair, which shimmered under the streetlight.

"Can I touch your hair?" she asked shyly. Jungkook smiled warmly and nodded.

"Of course," he said, familiar with children's fascination with his long hair. The girl excitedly reached out, running her tiny fingers through his hair, feeling its softness. Her lips curled into the prettiest smile, her dimples showing. Her fingers explored each strand with curiosity.