Chapter 47

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I was a bit disappointed as I saw some comments saying, "JUNGKOOK IS MINE" then argue with other people, convincing them to stop shiping jikook and send threats on both of us. Jungkook pat my head like he knew I was about to burst out crying, but I didn't want too. I started to sigh when Jungkook kissed my cheek like I'm the only one for him.. Well obviously..

"So.. Let's go shopping!" Jessica interrupted the argument of the boys and walk upstairs happily, leaving Namjoon trying to chase her and gave Jin a death glare.

Me and the other boys were changing our clothes to good looking ones, Jungkook helped me putting on my cloth but he tried to not touch my thing because we were in the same changing room with Yoongi, Hoseok, Taehyung and Jin. We acted like normal and awkward.

Jessica's POV

"Namjoon!  Let me change firstt! Get out!" I tried to push Namjoon out of my room because I was too embarrassed to let him see me changing.

"Waaiit!  Before that, I'll change first. After I change, I want you to check that shopping bag and wear it." The last part, Namjoon said it with a serious tone and pointing at a shopping bag near my closet.

"Alright.. Now go change quick!" I pouted and pet my childish mode take over me.

After Namjoon change, he got out of the room and closed the door quietly. I walk towards the door and lock it. I was excited to see what he gave me, I then grab the shopping bag and sat on the edge of the bed.

I grab the present out, and it was a lovely peachy short crop top, but it was sparkly. And it has a huge fluffy puffy peachy skirt.

I open my clothes, and wear the dress

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I open my clothes, and wear the dress. For me it was really revealing at my stomach and my arms. But, I'm used to it since last time when my birthday I wore something revealing at the back.

I check the bag again, and their has a cute peachy bow and a small letter. I picked up the letter and I could recognize the handwriting. It was Namjoon's. I quickly read it and it says,:

"Roses are red, violets are blue, my head hurts because I can't stop thinking about you 💜
I'll protect you and give you all my heart babe -your bf Namjoon"

When I read the poem, my warm smile started to appear on my face. I was thinking that I should put the letter somewhere as a memory. I quickly walk towards a small box with a key lock on it, I took a small key and opened it. Inside the box I have lots of family pictures when I was a kid, and a picture with.. Alex.. I take out the picture that's has Alex and I ripped it off with my anger.

I sighed as I try to calm myself, the only thing I can calm myself is reading the poem again. I gently pit the letter in the box and close it, I take the small key and lock it. I hide the box as well the keys somewhere in my closet in the corners.

I take a light make up with light pink lipstick on. I then do my hair and put the peachy bow on the side of my head. I got out and walk downstairs. I saw the boys waiting patiently with their phones. But, is no for Namjoon. Namjoon was standing the whole time and resting his back on the wall.

He was surprised when he see me and walk towards me, giving me a warm and cuddly hug.

"Roses are red, violents are blue, my head hurts because I can't stop thinking about you," The words from the poem slipped out from his mouth and he gave me a passionate kiss. This kiss was getting deeper but we're both still standing in our same position.

I quickly broke the kiss as I feel like we were being watched by the boys.

We all made our way outside as I lock the house door and bring the keys. This time, Jin is driving, I guess they'll take runs from now on other than Namjoon.

The boys know I am scared that something bad might at the mall, they make jokes, and start some interesting and cool conversations which made me feel not terrified and happy.

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