Playing With Fire (Liskook Fanfic)

Chapter 51: Don't

Lalisa Manoban

Everything was clouded and shaking inside of me but I don't know how I managed to keep a straight face trying to finish the noodles I was cooking for Jungkook.

Jeon Jungkook... I thought loving him was easy...

"Lisa! What are you doing!" The sudden exclaim set me out of trance.

I blinked a few times and saw Jungkook turning off the stove, then rushing my hand on the sink, my body unconsciously following.

He opened the faucet and let the water ran to my already red hand.

I stared for so long and that was when I realized, I almost boiled my hand as I stirred the noodles absorbed with my thoughts.

Now, as the water hit my hand, my senses were waking up and I slowly felt the stinging pain.

Once the water stopped from running, I thought my breath would also stop by the way he turned my body to face him.

He looked at me, mad. Like maybe he was thinking if I had gone crazy or something, trying to burn myself over the boiling water.

While I... I was still feeling clouded and shaky. But I don't how I was acting indifferent from what I was feeling inside.

He released a sigh, "What is happening to you?"

I would ask the same thing to myself if only I have no reason... if only I didn't know.

But I know what was happening to me.

I know what I was feeling.

I know what situation I was in.

But I can't show anything but thoughtlessness... I was in daze.

"Lisa..."

His voice turned into sounding concern. Then, he was suddenly brushing my cheeks with his hand.

His eyes danced with worry as he kept wiping my cheeks.

"Baby, why are you crying?" He asked.

Was I crying?

Maybe I was.

But I didn't feel it.

I only felt vague and wobbly.

"Lisa..." He was starting to get... bothered.

"Speak, please..." He pleaded.

"You're making me worry. Why are you crying, baby?"

The way he looked at me with earnest attention makes me remember the phone call.

"I want to love you..." I began to say in small voice.

He lightly smiled, "You already love me, right?"

I nodded as I felt liquid dropped from my eyes again.

"More..." I added.

He smiled. But it was obvious that he forced it.

"I will let you love me more, Lisa."

My tears won't stop. I felt it now.

"Will you?"

"Of course!" He was not enthusiastic with his reply. He was rather uneasy.

Maybe because he sensed that there was something wrong in here.

"If you let me love you more, will it make a difference?"