Her Smile (Part2) [JK]

Chapter 2: Pervert

{Chapter 2: Pervert}

[Jungkook's POV]

I'm sick.

I'm sick of working all day and almost all night. I'm sick of doing everything my father asks without a frown or a complaint. I'm sick of not being able to sleep at night because all I can think about is how to get MinJi the money she needs without having to ask my parents for help. I'm sick of feeling the need to be with MinJi at all times. I'm sick of constantly being sick of everything.

I sigh loudly as I turn over in bed, my phone still clutched in my hand from when I received the photo of MinJi smiling sweetly towards the camera. I glance towards the screen and slide my fingers over her hair, wishing silently that I could run my fingers through the soft strands.

I wish I could see her in person. I wish I could hold her in my arms again. I wish that I kiss and cuddle her all I want. I wish I could give everything her heart desires.

But I can't, because I'm just Jungkook. I'm someone who can't give her everything-

WAIT A DAMN MINUTE.

I sit up abruptly with a snarl, my head shaking in disbelief at my own thoughts. Why am I thinking this way? I'm cocky!!

That's right. I'm THE cocky Jungkook. I can get through anything if I set my mind to it. Stop being so depressed and man up!! Stop being so pathetic.

I tell myself this and yet I still can't help but feel this sliver of dying hope...

I should text Hoseok more often.

I nod to myself in agreement to my own thoughts as I fall back into my bed, a groan escaping my parted lips as I sling my arm over my eyes. Every single particle of light distracts me from sleep and the moon shining brightly outside my window is starting to annoy me.

Note to self: buy some curtains.

But then again, why buy curtains right now when I'll be leaving here in a week?

Plus, I need to save up all the money that I can so that I can help MinJi with her money problem AND to buy her everything that her beautiful heart desires because honestly she's worth the world to me.

Scratch that, make that the universe because this world sucks.

I huff as I turn on my phone to see my princess smiling on my lockscreen. Just seeing her smile makes me smile and I slowly begin to forget what I had been worrying about in the first place.

I will do whatever it takes to see her smile for a lifetime, even if it means selling my soul. She's worth more than my own life.

You all probably think I'm weird, right? I mean you're sort of right- it is kind of weird to love someone from high school and then only being able to contact them through the phone for the passed couple of years, but I don't care. I admit I'm stupid. I'm so stupid to the point where I would get a tattoo of her name.

I laugh as I move my bandaged wrist to take a better look at it, the pain from the tattoo still throbbing underneath the plastic. I can't wait for this to heal, even though I know for a fact that my parents would kill me if they saw it.

I know what you're all thinking and no, I did not get a tattoo of MinJi's name. But I did get a tattoo of her acoustic guitar with her name spelled out across the neck of the acoustic.

Will my parents kill me? Yes. Will MinJi choke me to death? Most likely.

I hope she has a thing for tattoos because it's kind of too late to go back now. Even if she didn't like it, I'd still keep it. This tattoo is a representation of her and her most prized possession. It's like I have a piece of her with me at all times now.