irresistible » jungkook

22| Kidnap

• Your point of view •

N-no. This can't be happening... not with him!

What I thought was pointless, though. My whole body was reacting already. We kept kissing one another's lips with our eyes closed and our chests pressed against each other.

I had constantly asked myself what it would feel like to kiss someone or how to even kiss, but now I noticed it was just about doing not thinking. No explanations for how to kiss or something like that, you just close your eyes, don't think and... kiss.
Oh my gosh! I am kissing Jungkook!

I abruptly let go of the young man in front of me. His gaze was on my face and it wandered from my big, swollen lips to my chubby, flushed cheeks. A strange feeling was developed by my body and I couldn't recognize it. It's like I had never felt that way for a person and I had no idea what feeling it could be.

"Are you okay, Love Cake?" He wasn't whether smirking nor was he chuckling. His whispering voice was soothing. It seems as though he meant what he asked and was truly interested in my condition.

My answer was a quick nod – I was too embarrassed to speak. The hand that had just been on my back a few second ago, now pushed my head down against his hard, muscular chest. Actually the moment wasn't so unusual but for me it was something special – he was something special. Nobody had ever hugged me like he did right now.
I somehow wished he would never leave me.

"I have a present for you," I suddenly said, while I stood up and took a small box wrapped in wrapping paper.

His eyes widened when he unlocked the smartphone he had unpacked before.
"You didn't have to..." He was speechless. "Oh, yes, I had to. Because if something bad is gonna happen or you need help I am only a phone call away." He answered my statement with a tight, warm hug and a huge smile on his face.

• Olivia's point of view •

"You think they are asleep now?," I asked Taehyung quietly while eavesdropping and spying on the two inside of my apartment.

"Yes. At least they should be."

30 minutes earlier

"This is it!"

I could see the goosebumps on Taehyung's arm. We were about to open the door of the abandoned asylum when the person we were looking for already stepped outside.

"What do you want?" That guy, I think his name was Namjoon, seemed different from the last time we met him. He wasn't really playful anymore he was more like... annoyed.

"Listen," I began, "i am not here to fucking drink tea with you or whatever. I want to now more about your little friend, his name is Jungkook."
"What did you do to him?!," he suddenly went closer to the both of us and Taehyung immediately grabbed him from behind so he wouldn't be able to hurt us. He even brought handcuffs and put them on the wrists of that creepy something. "I swear to god if you touched him even just with the pinky finger then you'll be dead meat. And you too!" He glared at Taehyung.

"Chillax, buddy. I wouldn't touch him even if someone would force me to and now tell us everything."

Present

• Third Point of view •

While Olivia and Taehyung opened the front door, Jungkook and you were peacefully asleep already. After the both of you had kissed each other you went to bed in your room and he just made himself comfortable on the couch.

Oliva headed to the couch where Jungkook was laying and waved Taehyung over to her.

—

"Be careful!," your best friend whispered and yelled at Taehyung at the same time who was just about to lay him down on the back seats of his car.
After that he opened the driver's side door and sat down.

"Wow, he's sleeping like a rock, huh?," Olivia still whispered mixed up with a little, naughty chuckle.

• Jungkook's point of view •

Eyes rubbing I straighten myself up and opened my eyes to let the garishly, bright light pierce them. It was so familiar...

"Hey, Buddy. How ya doin'?" I heard someone talk to me. This voice... Namjoon?!

I looked at my opposite, my jaw dropped open. "Don't tell me--"

"Well, well, here we go again," he sighed while speaking. My head resting on my hands I shook my head in disbelief. No way. This couldn't be happening. Not after everything that had happened.

• Your point of view •

Next day {March 16, Thursday}

I was woken up by the ringing of my alarm clock. Even though I would have rather stayed in bed I got up and headed directly into the bathroom. While brushing my teeth I looked into the mirror and eyed my now flushed red face. Yesterday me and Jungkook... kissed.

I spit out the toothpaste in my mouth and started to clean it with water. Only the fact that I would have to face him in a few minutes send shivers down my spine.

My face now moist I tried to dry it with the little towel beside the basin and stepped out of the bathroom, entering the living room and looked directly on the sofa he was supposed to lay. Huh? Where is Jungkook? Perhaps he's in the Kitchen... I approached the dining table which was in the kitchen but there was everything but Jungkook.

In panic I searched the entire apartment for him but couldn't find a single hint of where he could had been going. Even his shoes and clothes weren't here anymore. Everything was completely gone. Yet after half an hour I found one note under the blankets in which Jungkook has been sleeping until he suddenly disappeared. Nervously I opened the folded piece of paper and read the little handwritten script.

Hey, Y/N, I am sorry but I have to leave you. Don't look after me and just forget me. I will do well by myself.

~ Jungkook

Ps: I took the clothes with me.

No... no! No way! He wouldn't do that, would he?

I almost fainted, I felt like screaming and crying at the same time.

"JEON JUNGKOOK?!"

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Ouhhhh wellllllllll...
Should I end this story here? Would be pretty mean I know.
It would be a good sad ending, though.

Nahh~
Doughnut worry, I am not done yet~