𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐝 || J.JK

15

Guys this chap will be very long, so buckle up amigos!

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"He's different, only with you,"

"The way he cares for you, I've never seen him caring for anyone like that before." Jia protested,  but her plead fell on deaf ears.

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Jungkook had been busy in gardening for so long; therefore, Hazel decided to make something for him. After all he was doing all of this for her. 

Striding, Hazel neared the sleek kitchen washed in the hue of chalky beige, and soft chestnut. The neat granite counters were pecked by the swirls of warm honey, enjoying a royal waltz with smooth umber, burning in vanity.

The massive cookhouse bragged about its spotless, and scrubbed beauty.

Entering the kitchen, Hazel met orbs presenting flecks of deep brown married with swirls of profound cinnamon. It was Suzy.

 She the one Hazel considered an original beauty;  her locks were the lustrous shade of rapturous brown that fell in soft layers, around her honed shoulder blades, reflecting the radiance of her spellbinding smile.

 Her fringes as if waves of pure chestnut, spiked with her lovely brows, in which the softness was evident. Her slender nose looking perfect, along with her smooth flawless skin that glistened in ethereal beauty.

 Her captivating orbs emitted pure gentleness  like she possessed in those down curved ripe, and rosy lips. Her svelte body, artistic features, and innocent personality gracefully described the term:  authentic  enchantment.

A/N: Suzy's appearance is of the one she had in her drama "Uncontrollably Fond", so imagine her in that appearance (:

"Do you need anything?" curves of Suzy's soft voice made Hazel tingle in sweetness.

"N...no...I'll do..i....it..by..my...s..self...th....thank you, you..can ...g..go." Hazel gifted Suzy with the lovely brittleness she possessed.

Hazel never actually did something in that kitchen, but since she was happy, Hazel decided to made sandwiches for Jungkook.

  Making sandwiches isn't that hard right?

Searching for ingredients, Hazel began her expedition of making the sandwiches, but.....ended up changing the whole structure of the kitchen.

 Seeing the fragile condition of the wounded kitchen, Hazel gulped hard, tasting the saliva thickening in her throat, Jungkook surely wasn't going to like that.

Cracked egg shells toppled over the mayo stained counter; the egg yokes creating their own unique designs over the grubby, chipped bowl; egg white oozing off the slimy kitchen table, and finally horribly diced vegetables dancing every where in the injured kitchen.

Flustered, the terrible chef just smeared the bread with strawberry jam, and left the cookhouse.

As Hazel entered the garden, Jungkook's eyes traced her down, and he took off his gloves.

"I...th...thought...that...you'd be....hu..hungry," Hazel's stuttering almost reached its decline.

Jungkook signalled Hazel to sit next to him on the freshly damp grass. While eating, Hazel noticed that she used to come here every day, but today it was different...