FORLORN | JIKOOK

020 ─ her

Jeon Jungkook

Taehyung and I stood in front of the table that the two sat at, and I found that I couldn't take my eyes off of the person that occupied the seat beside Jimin. I knew my lips were parted out of surprise, and I could tell that my expression was one of shock. "Jungkook? Are you okay?" Jimin asked, his eyes looking up at me with intense confusion and furrowed eyebrows. I could barely hear anything he said, because I was feeling slightly speechless. I wanted words to leave my lips, something, anything really— but nothing escaped. I felt various words bubbling up in my throat, but I felt nothing overflow through my tongue.

Because the eyes that looked up at me were sweetly black, and they looked youthful and energetic. The facial features were cutely feminine, and the lips that occupied the person's cheeks were pale, but they had a small hint of pink. They were slightly plump, but yet petite. The strands of hair that fell over the person's face were black, and the locks carefully sat on the smooth, light skinned shoulders.

I felt taken aback at the sight of the beautiful, fragile looking girl I had met a few days before. Her eyes glimmered up at me brightly, and she blinked her eyes carefully while her eyes examined my features. "Haven't we met?" She tilted her head slightly, and a smile soon spread across her little cheeks. Her skin looked clear and young, and her eyes were soft with excitement. I stared down at her petite figure, and I swallowed while my eyes blinked to try to register the sight of her clearly.

"Y-yes.." I shook my head slowly, and my fingertips twitched slightly. "But, I—" I started, in which Taehyung slowly squeezed my skin softly beside me. I couldn't tell if he was telling me that he was uncomfortable or if he was trying to help me to feel better. I felt words begin to form on my lips, but before anything could come out, Jimin pressed his hand against the surface of the table. "Alright," He said simply, slowly forcing strength into his hands to lift up his body. He kept pressure on his feet to balance his body, and he lifted his eyes to lock them with mine. I peeled my eyes away from the girl to look at the older man. "Jungkook, I don't know what's going on, but this is Hyeona Ruri." His eyes lingered on mine. "My girlfriend." His eyes were heavy, and they glimmered up at me darkly. He pulled his lips together, and slowly turned his eyes towards the small female. He lifted his hand up, gesturing towards her. "Hyeona, this is Jungkook." Jimin nodded his head, slowly turning towards me. He pulled his lips together, and his eyes lingered on mine for several moments.

"Nice to meet you, Jungkook." Hyeona smiled brightly up at me, a cheerful twinkle glimmering in her eyes. "Again." She tilted her head, and I bit down on my bottom lip with a slow nod. I couldn't deny that she was, really, a sweet girl. But I felt uneasy at the sight of her with Jimin. I swallowed, and blinked my eyes. I lowered my head a bit. "Nice to meet you, too.."

I stared at her curiously, and I parted my lips. I lifted my eyes up, and my eyes quickly searched the room of anyone who she may have known. I looked back down at her carefully, and examined her features quietly. She was pretty, but it seemed like there was no one else with her. For her to be by herself was dangerous. Especially as a female. I frowned slightly at the thought. "Are you by yourself?" I asked. The girl looked small and petite, and she wasn't intimidating at all. It would be easy for someone to take advantage of someone like that. She tilted her head slightly, and furrowed her eyebrows curiously. She parted her lips while her eyes searched mine. "No, I'm not." She began. "My boyfriend is getting us something to drink." She turned her head towards the counter where the line to order was, gesturing towards it, but I didn't bother turning my head.

Boyfriend... Boyfriend.. Boyfriend— Jimin was her boyfriend... I felt my head spinning at the thought that Hyeona, the cute girl, was in a relationship with the man that I loved. I felt my fingers trembling, and my eyes lowered to avoid having to look at the two of them.