Limerence

Chapter 3

Jisoo's POV

Blackpink has a comeback with Playing with Fire and Stay. We worked hard for this comeback. We were also having fun doing it. Today is our comeback stage for Inkigayo. It's still early in the morning. We are waiting for our makeup artists and stylists to arrive.

Currently, we are in the SBS building. It was peaceful until Lisa and Chaeyoung asking for food.

"I'm hungry," Lisa said.

"Me too," Chaeyoung said.

"I already told you to eat before we leave," I said.

"Unnie, I heard there is a Starbuck upstairs," Jennie said to our manager.

"How do you know?" Chaeyoung asked her.

"Jiyong oppa told me. When we were performing together." Jennie said. Jennie had a few chances to perform Black with Jiyong when he had his comeback.

"Girls, your makeup artists, and your stylist aren't here yet. Their passes are with me. I'm afraid they can't go inside the building." Our manager was worried. Our makeup artists are stuck in traffic and our stylists are still waiting for a dress to be fixed. Last-minute changes are usual in the entertainment industry. We are not shocked anymore. We still have a few more hours left. I believe we can pull it off.

"Unnie, it's okay. You can deal with that. We can buy the food ourselves. Let's play rock, paper, scissor. If you lose, you have to go alone to Starbucks." Jennie suggested.

"Okay. Let's go." Lisa said.

"Alright. This is going to be fun." Chaeyoung said. They are already stacking their hands out. I'm the only one left.

"Jisoo unnie?" Jennie asked.

"I have a bad feeling about this," I said to them. I put my hand out. We did the game. I knew it. I lost. The girls told me what they want. Jennie told me about the place. I went upstairs to order the food.

The Starbucks was basically empty but it's opened. I ordered the food. At first, I waited in the waiting section. I watched the barista do his job. It was fascinating to watch. But the barista told me to sit because the coffee maker needs to be preheated. 

I saw there was a sit behind a divider. I walked there. Little did I know, there was a guy sitting on that chair. I thought Starbucks was empty. Apparently I was wrong.

I want to turn around and sits at the other sections before he notices me. Before I turned my body around, he looked up from his phone. I bow and he bows back at me. I have no other choice but to sit at the table next to his table.

He wore a cap and a mask so I can't really see his face. From the posture, I already know who he is. I know today is their last performance in Inkigayo.

The world must be playing with me. Out of all places, it's gotta be me and him at the same time and place. Sitting next to each other. Karma bites me in the ass.

"Kim Seokjin...!" The barista calls his name. I saw him standing up to take his order. How can a person looked much better every time I see them? This is unfair. I looked like a potato with my casual clothes and my bare face. He looks like a prince in modern days with his casual attire. Even with a mask and a cap, you can already tell that he is a good looking man.

"Jisoo, right?" I looked at him. Is he talking to me? Why is he talking to me? "I got your order."

I was dumbstruck. "The barista said he is still making your food. That's why he didn't call your name. I just want to help."

I said thank you and bows to him. Wait! Did he just say my name? Does he know my name? How can he know my name? Why do I sound like a fangirl? But I am his fan. I want to facepalm my face but I don't want to look awkward in front of him. I was holding myself.

Thanks to my acting coach. I can pretend that I'm alright. I can pretend he didn't affect me. If only he can hear the way my heart beating in my chest. He would think I need to go to the hospital.

I know his personality. I know this could happen to anybody at any time with him. I know that he is nice and friendly. He can talk to any stranger and be nice about anything. That's just how he is.

Once I remember that my happiness was short-lived. It was like I was flying, hit a tree and fall to the ground in three seconds. It's hurt.

And then it hits me like a storm. He didn't ask my phone number. He never calls me. He didn't text me. He didn't remember me. I never heard from him after everything that happened to us.

Of course, he did not. He was drunk. Face-on-the-floor drunk. Today wasn't special for him. Just like how it was. I'm nothing for him.

It's hurt so much. I could cry. I wasn't a cry baby like Chaeyoung. But I could use a cry right now. And I don't. Why? Because I'm Kim Jisoo.

"Kim Jisoo....!" I went to the counter and bring the food to my members.

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Seokjin's POV

When you had the best sex in your life with someone that seems out of your reach. It's hurt like a bitch.

I got all the confidence in the world but when it comes to her, she makes me feel like I'm the dumbest person. She was beside me but I can't even make a conversation with her. God... Seokjin, get it together.

I saw her when she walked into Starbucks. Looking beautiful as usual. She even smells the same. I can smell her when she walked past me.

I miss her. I tasted her. I kissed her. She was so close to me but yet so far.

When she chose to sit next to me, I was so excited. Thanks to my mask because I can't stop smiling the whole time she sits at the next table. Finally, I get the chance to talk to her. But when I want to say something to her, I got cold feet.

If Jungkook knows about this, he is going to laugh his ass off. I was shyer than him. He is going to tease me a lot about this. Thank god, he is not here.

I remember when she was in my dorm. I thought it was a wet dream. That's why I kissed her. I was half sober when I kiss her. I mean if I had a chance to sleep with a girl that looks like her even it's only a dream, I don't want to lose my chance. So I grabbed her right away.

When we had intercourse, I was completely sober. It was shitty of me to pretend I was asleep when we were done. I was afraid. It would be completely awkward if she realized that I was sober and awake. She could be mad at me. She could even slap me in my face if she knows I was sober. I don't want that because it was beautiful.

It was a special moment for me. I want to remember it as a beautiful moment. I didn't want her slapping me in my face tainted my memory.

I'm going to fix it. I'm going to tell her that I'm sorry. I'm going to make her mine. I can't stay living my life without her not knowing what I did. I'm okay with her punching me in my face when she knows. Yeah, I'm going to fix this.

My note:

Geez... I'm uncomfortable writing Seokjin's POV but you need to know what's on his mind. I'll pay for it by giving you gentleman Seokjin for the next chapter. Toodles!!