CHARISMA | JJK

09

she stifled a laugh.

"c'mon. you really thought you could break up their relationship?"

taehyung licked his heart-shaped lips in annoyance.

"you are something else, kim taehyung. you can never be like jungkook." she blatantly told him.

chunhwa skimmed a hand through her hair and gave her scalp a scratch.

"so what? you were fat. you even have those ugly scars to prove it." he retaliated insultingly. that grin back on his face.

chunhwa's face became defenceless. she dropped a hand to her stomach and her back hunched over weakly. he had gotten to her now.
her throat ran dry as she had nothing to say.

"kim taehyung, you're repulsive."

their heads snapped towards the much too innocent voice
making a much too unfitting statement.

park soojeong was standing in the shadows created by the thick window panes that prevented most of the fresh sunlight to seep through them.
she should've
but she didn't look angry.

however, taehyung did.

he clenched his fists, revealing the white knuckles hidden under the tanned layer of skin on his hands.
he couldn't.
he just couldn't
punch her.

if he couldn't punch her, he would have to get as far as possible from her.
he couldn't trust himself either.

disgusted, taehyung glared at her through the curtains of his hazelnut bangs and swiftly turned around to walk away.
he looked back,
his fists were still clenched.
but he clenched them even tighter.

"i'm not..."

chunhwa crossed her arms tightly across her front.

"i'm not giving jungkook up."

soojeong staggered backwards
until she was out of the other teen girl's sight.

chunhwa stayed like that for a whilst trying to look stern.

until

she finally crumbled,
letting it out.

。。。

it was the perfect scenario; a mahogany park bench placed under the friendly cast of the hypnotising sunset; a blend of analogous tints and colours accompanied by several foams of white; and everything was complete with
the two of them.

she was fiddling with the palm of his hand, tracing the indents on his velvety skin.
he was admiring her, there really wasn't anything else he would rather be doing at this very moment.

except, he had a few things on his mind.

"soojeong-ah." he began, his voice as smoothly sweet as honey.

she made a sound to show that she was listening
and rested her head on his comfortable shoulder.

"i've made mistakes in the past i feel i need to talk to you about."

gulp.

sll she could do was listen
and her fidgeting on his hand stopped as her own became soaked in sweat.

"i did sleep with chunhwa." he confessed.

soojeong's breath hitched.

"only because...
back then, she was hopeless and heartbroken. but i swear–"

he took hold of her chin and she faced him eye to eye.
everything about him was mesmerising.

"i swear i will never do that again, with any girl.

except you."

her hand hugged his as she realised how much she actually meant to him.

a blush crept onto both of their cheeks and they smiled together.

"pinky promise...?"

their fingers interlocked and so did their famished lips.