Blacktan Oneshots [COMPLETED] ✓

Eyes on You: Liskook

Lisa's PoV:

I felt a heavy amount of sweat trickled down my back and stomach as I danced in front of the mirror, trying to perfect the last part of the choreography.

I spun, letting the music move my body. I tried to do another move, tripping over my own feet for the hundredth time.

"Shit!" I walked over to the my phone and paused the music that was connected to the speaker, sighing.

"What the hell is wrong with me?" I asked, running a frustrated hand through my brown hair.

I stomped over to the other side of the studio, grabbing my dance bag and putting my phone in my pants pocket, turning off the lights and closing the door behind me.

I walked down the empty halls, letting my thoughts take me away to a separate world, not noticing that there was a figure in front of me.

I slammed into a body, stumbling backwards a little and looking up immediately, seeing someone familiar to me, who I also despised.

He's a total douche. Ever since I joined this dance class, He's been eyeing me, pointing out my flaws, secretly laughing when I messed up. He's truly an imbecile.

I think it's come to the point where we basically both hate each other's guts.

"Jungkook?"

"Lisa? What are you still doing here?" He asked, still holding on to the knob of the door. I guess he'd just exited the room he was in when I crashed into him.

"I was just finishing up my dance practice, what are you doing here? And why do you care?"

"I'm here for the same reason. And I care because I care."

"First of all, that made no sense. And really?" I asked, a little confused, "I didn't hear your music."

"Maybe because you were blasting it to the point where I had to turn my own music off and dance without any."

"Oh, well, I didn't realize. Oops."

I heard him chuckle.

"No worries Lisa. Besides, watching you was way more entertaining." He petted my head as if I was a little kid.

Wait, since when was he suddenly so forgiving?

"Watching me was more entertaining? You were watching me?" I swatted his hand away and crossed my arms, looking at him. I knew my face read suspicion.

"Oops?" He shrugged.

"Such a stalker," I shook my head, "Well, I should get going, it's late. Later Jung-"

"Lisa, don't tell me you're getting on the bus again?"

"Why does it concern you? That's my only way of transportation. Would you rather me walk seven blocks home?"

"I just don't like the thought of a beautiful girl like you walking alone in the dark."

His words made my cheeks heat up tremendously.

Why am I blushing?? And why did he just compliment me? Is he sick?

"C'mon Lisa, I'll drive you home."

He didn't even give me a chance to respond. He grabbed my hand and led me towards the exit, opening the door, allowing the cool air to hit my skin.