LET'S GIVE UP | LISKOOK (Complete)

Chapter 6

Lisa's PoV

I was sat by the chair near the window at my small apartment. It's small but it's comfy enough to live. Since the accident that made my parents died I rather to be alone and mourned myself without people being worried about me. I told my aunt Ji Eun that I've spent 4 years of my life be a misreable child and I thought my self that day that it's time to moved on.

I was about to change into my pajamas and suddenly I heard someone knocked at my door. I'm being paranoid right now. Is that the guy that creeped me out not so long ago?

Where did he find me? Lord, help me please.

I take a scissor from the kitchen and I slowly walk towards the door. My heart was beating so fast, I'm so scared. I opened the door and about to throw a scissor but stop as a hand hold mine and make me gasp.

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"Jungkook?!" I yelled at him.

What the hell is he doing? How did he know where exactly my unit?

"Hi, doll." He chuckled and push himself to get in.

I can smell alcohol on his body.

Does he get himself drunk? It's about what? Two hours and he already drunk?

"Yah! What are you doing?! Get out!" I yelled at him again and he keep walking toward the couch and rest himself in it.

"You're not happy to see me? Come on, we can do something fun!" again, he chuckled.

"You're drunk, Jungkook. I'm calling your hyungs." I said. When I was about to call Taehyung oppa, a hand grab my phone.

"Yah! Give me back my phone, you jerk!" I said as I try so hard to get my phone back.

"I don't need my hyungs right now. Why can't you just let me stay here? I'll pay." He said.

"No. You should go home. It's late Jungkook and clearly you are a mess right now." I said.

"Am I? Just because I am a mess you don't want to be with me? What else, Lisa? Or is it because I'm a Jeon?" he said. There's a pain in his voice.

Suddenly I went silent. It's not because he is a Jeon. There's a lot of Jeon in South Korea right? When I heard he is a Jeon I automatically remember Mr. Jeon Joo-won. The man that once wanted to adopt me after my parents accident but my aunt refused and my aunt told me when I turn 22 I'll meet him again to talk about the marriage. Yes, I'll getting marry when I turn 22 with a Jeon.

"N-no. Aish, fine! You can stay. Just please be quiet. I don't want to be kick out because your won't stop talking mouth!" I said to him and he get up from the couch and walk towards me.

I was about to make my way to my bedroom but his hand grab my waist and make me close to him.

I can smell the alcohol.

I can smell the depression.

What's wrong with him?

"If I'm not a Jeon, can I be close to you?" he asked me and I was surprised by his question.

"W-what?" I stuttered.

"Just consider me as only Jungkook, not the great Jeon Jungkook." He said.

What is this? Is he just showed me his vulnerable side?

Is this really the Jeon Jungkook that everyone knows?

As he leaned closer and closer to my face, I couldn't move. Instead of realeasing myself form him but I just stand there, my body refused me to move.

As he getting closer, I just close my eyes and then I realized his lips kiss my forehead. He grab my hair slowly with his hand and hug me tight.

No, no. This is not right.

"Jung-Jungkook. We've just met. Stop it before we both regret it." I said and he slowly pull away.

"We've just met but I feel like I've known you forever." He said.

"I—" I was about to say something.

"Sshh. Just for your information. I'm not 100% drunk, just tipsy. Can I stay here for the night? I don't think I'll be able to drive. I promise I'd behave." He pouted at me. Seriously, I think I lost all of my sense right now.

That smile, how can I say no to it?

Wait what? Get your shit together Lisa!

"Fine! Just wait here. I go get you something comfortable." I said and he give me the smile.

Ugh, I hate this jerk.

I walk to my wardrobe and take a look at my clothes.

I don't think my clothes would suit him. Eventhough I like to wear big size clothes but I doubt it'd fit him. As I take a look at it I found my dad's old pajama. I smiled and smell it. It smells just like the old times.

"Here, take this pajamas." I said as I handed him my dad's pajamas.

"Whose this?" he asked.

"My dad's" I answered.

"Does he allow me to wear this? It'd be strange to wear---"

"He died." I cutted him.

"Ohh, I uhmm. I'm so sorry, Lisa." He said. He sounded like he pity me which I dislike so much.

"It's okay, you didn't know. Just go change and I'll show you the guest room." I said and he nodded.

As I prepared the guest room, he walk towards me and I suddenly I can't take my eyes off of him.

Him in my dad's pajamas.

So much memories playing in my mind right now and I suddenly cry.

"Hi, are you okay?" he asked. He sounded so worry.

"Y-yeah. I'm fine. Just go to rest." I said.

He come closer to me and hugging me and rub my back.

I was about to pull away but he's stronger than me. It will be pointless to getaway from his arms.

"I don't know what happened with your life but I hope you already found peace in you. Thank you for letting me stay." He said and again, he smiled. A warmth one.

"Yeah. Uhm, goodnight Jungkook." I finally pulled away and slowly take my live. I turn off the light.

"Goodnight, doll." He said. So I close the door.