Grant my last wish [JIKOOK]

🔖chapter six🔖

It's sad that this book is not going as well as I thought it would. Maybe is not that interesting to be read I guess😅

After a long warm shower jungkook got out of the bathtub , the droplets of water running down his shoulders from the wet chestnut brown hair . His body was well fit with muscles and biceps as he did exercise to keep his body in a good shape .

He wore the clothes and flopped himself on the bed feeling so bored staying home and doing nothing , the weather can also describe his mood . Since he came home his mind has been occupied by the certain person . He has never experienced an instance of this feeling before ...a feeling of wanting someone very deeply . Wanting to smell the alluring fragrance of the older's perfume again , wanting to feel the touch of his hand on his body like before and to take his breath away by his special beauty .

The flashbacks of the first time he laid eyes on the man flooded on his mind ... looking so cute from afar ...smiling so bright and joyfully. Also he can see how happy he looks while explaining the lesson every time even though he tries to not show it but since jungkook's eyes are on him every second of the day while trying to not be so obvious...he can be the only one seeing Mr. Park smiling and well he feels proud of being the only one . He feels special.

Thinking about his teacher's adorable personality, jungkook rubbed his left chest trying to even his heart beats as a big smile erupted his lips while squealing and scoffing in the end by his silly behavior acting like a teenage girl.

The next day jungkook didn't have English which made him pout sadly but that didn't make him stop from seeing Mr.Park from afar . Every time his own class ended he run to take a glance to the man following him from behind to the next class he had to teach for a mere seconds and then left before being obvious by someone. That thing lasted for a month as he kept following him around in school... everywhere Mr.Park goes , he goes too.

Jungkook doesn't know when but during classes he had started to make sketches of the man in several angles not missing a single thing ...even the patterns that others are oblivious of them being there but jungkook was able to catch them and remember everything by heart .

His mother is an artist at drawing, she even had her gallery before the accident and jungkook has got the talent from her even though he didn't know it he had it till the day he was inspired to draw his teacher .

He hates being like this... following the older everywhere , even his best friend tae thinks something is going on with him but as much as he tries to stop he can't .

If before he could at least let girls flirt with him or send love confessions, now he doesn't even let them get close to him telling them that he is not interested in dating anyone of them . And of course them being sluts didn't even think about stopping without getting jungkook which made jungkook even more disgusted by these whores in his school .

He wants only one person in his life and he is his English teacher .

One thing that jungkook hates the most are weekends. When everyone loves and can't wait for them to come , jungkook doesn't want them to exist because in that way he can't see his man . Two days till the Monday it's such a damn long time .

"How did you sleep son?" His mother spoke from the kitchen as she was making breakfast for both of them as always .

"Bad . I really hate the weekends . I wish they would never exist or we could have school every day ." He spoke angrily getting upset since the early morning . His mother chuckled at his love for school . That's what she thought.

"Since when did you start to like school? I thought you never wanted to go as you hated it ." She laughed while putting the food on the table and sat down in front of jungkook.