Desire | jjk. *ON HOLD*

15

Until now, Hyerin is still alive, and not because I wanted her to be; I definitely wanted to strangle her.

She spent a whole hour talking to Jimin, ignoring me completely, and leaving me in a very uncomfortable situation with Jungkook.

However, the moment that Jimin and Hyerin started to make out, I knew that was a signal for me to leave. Because to my luck, I'm sitting at the very edge, so it's really easy for me to sneak away. But then to my not-so-good-luck, Jungkook is there too... sitting there, looking at his coffee with a bored expression.

I try not to make any abrupt movements, and I get up from my seat. I turn around, and quickly look for a bathroom. I walk quickly towards it and get inside a cubicle.

I sigh heavily and lean my head against the closed door. Jungkook hasn't even lifted his gaze once towards me ever since they brought his coffee; and I didn't blame him at all. I've also been ignoring him since the first moment.

I can't believe I'm giving up a perfectly good and calm Saturday with my boyfriend, to spend it here, bored with Hyerin, Jimin and Jungkook.

I leave the room fast, trying to look around the bar for an exit that I can leave from without getting noticed.

"Are you okay?

I look at Jungkook, who's leaned against the wall next to the ladies bathroom.

Damn it.

I nod.

"Yes, I had to... pee..."

My comment makes him laugh, and then he makes a gesture with his head.

"Do you play?" He asks, gesturing towards the pool table.

"Me?" I deny with my head. "I'm terrible at it."

He narrows his eyes.

"It's either that or you're trying to avoid me...?"

I smile nervously. I think he's figured that out since the beginning.

"I... I'm trying to not make things confusing." I say with another smile.

Or to confuse myself more than I already am.

Jungkook nods slowly. I suppose he doesn't believe my huge lie.

"Darts?" He lifts an eyebrow. "You can't deny that."

I bite my lip, embarrassed. I've never played before, and thats because I'm not enthusiastic about it. If I'm bad at pool, it's probable that I'll be bad at this too.

"I don't know how to play." I answer, and his eyes fall on my lips for a second. "I'm sorry."

He walks forward and makes a gesture for me to follow him, and I do it.

"I'll show you. " His eyes look at me with a shine I'm not able to identify. "Believe me, you'll like it."

He walks towards one one the targets, takes the darts and lifts them in front of my face.

"Look, it's very simple." He looks at me and then the target. "You place yourself at an average distance from the target, and you take the dart like this. You balance your arm back and when you throw the dart forward, your fingers should be pointing to where you want to throw it."

I lift an eyebrow.

"Do you really think I can do it?"

"Of course, it's no science experiment. Let me show you."