CRIMSON ❧ jenkook

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As her head felt heavy, dizzy from all the stress she's been through, she opened her eyes to be welcome by the sunlight laying upon her face, making the hazel in her eyes sparkle beautifully.

She supported her weight by grabbing the bed sheets tightly and lifting her tired body up, adjusting her gesture.

Her eyes wandered around, mind still processing the place, though she recognized nothing, everything seemed new, bigger and different. Then it hit her, it wasn't her room.

"Holy shi-" she fell off as she panicked immediately, eyes widening and brain trying to recall what happened.

The date, the fight, Jimin-

Jimin.

"Morning." she jumped as the husky familiar voice greeted after cracking the door open, a cup of what seemed like coffee in his hand. He approached slowly, she felt uncomfortable as she couldn't remember what hell of a reason kept her to spend the night in there.

"Here." he handed her the coffee, a warm grin forming on his lips, while the smaller gasped quietly, accepting the cup with her eyes still glued on him.

"Why am I here?" her question was full of confusion, followed by a whimper of hope, as if she feared the awaited answer. The other simply smiled, detaching his eyes from hers.

"Well, you were supposed to take care of me yesterday but somehow I ended up taking care of you." he poked her nose slightly while she pouted in anger, he swears his heart skipped a beat at the overload cuteness.

"How come?"

"Well after you drove me to my house, I went to get some stitches and the first aid kit thinking you'd help me with this." he pointed at his torso, a chuckle escaping his lips, those cherry lips, Jennie hadn't noticed how pretty they looked till now. "but as I came back you were already snorting."

"Shut up I don't snort."

"Tell that to yourself, kid." he raffled her hair softly, then got up and opened the closet, going through it looking for some new shirt.

Jennie cursed under her breath, taking a sip from her cup while still glaring at the male intensely. And oh how bad she wanted to keep staring forever.

He stripped his upper body from the blouse he was wearing, revealing what Jennie likes to call a masterpiece, his body looked more like an art work made by a professional sculptor rather than an ordinary body. He had his abs traced as if someone fit them perfectly onto his tanned skin, whilst his torso was sharply defined. She knew he would have a nice figure judging by those glorious thighs, but heck it was different from what she had imagined, better for sure.
Oh how she wanted to rip that bandage he wrapped around his injury, to reveal the full pleasant view.

"Stop staring." she choked on her coffee as soon as she heard his words, followed by a light chuckle that sounded like heaven to her ears.