𝐖𝐀𝐑 𝐎𝐅 𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐒 (𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐊𝐎𝐎𝐊)

Chapter 1: He can't🌑

"Jeon Jungkook. Nice to meet you Lalisa."

Just like that. That name sent a bolt of electricity rushing up into Lisa's system, her legs shaking, lips quivering, and her doll eyes wide and shocked.

Her breath ultimately hitched at his name, recognizing the young man set in front of her sticking out a muscular hand. Lisa looked at it, zoning out and in a deep hole of confusion and lost. Is he? If he is, what is he doing here? Does he recognize me? I changed my hair and lost a ton of weight so he probably doesn't, he shouldn't. She wanted to duck down in hopes that he would look away for a split second. In hopes that those memories weren't going to claw out of their graves and haunt them both.

"So are you going to shake my hand or are you just going to keep staring at me all night like you did in the parking lot? Huh doll?"

Lisa vigorously shakes her head, trying to grasp onto reality. "He's just a memory Lisa, nothing more." She kept reminding her forgetful mind, while staring at the masterpiece, or what Lisa calls, a meal, standing impatiently in front of her.

"Look Sweetcakes, I know I got a good face, but I don't have all night."

Good face? Good face?! A man like him believes he just has a good face? His jaw was tightened to the point where it was so close to snapping, those swollen pink lips had contracted, but appeared just as edible, and his eyes. The kind the devil would have, and she just wanted to strip down naked and let him take her, right there and then. Oh the things she would let him do.

"No Lisa, he's your old best friend." Her conscience told her.

Jungkook wasn't in the right state of mind either. Gawking at her innocent state, if she wasn't going to unzip his big friend, he will.

"Lalisa?"

"Y-yeah? I'm sorry, I just, I just..."

Oh god, she couldn't remember a single thing on what she was doing. She was simply blending the ingredients for moonlight sex, pouring it into a cup, about to shake his hand, and then. Then what? Pull him into the nearest restroom and lock it, have him suck her tight peaks, and stroke her damp clit?

Jungkook shows off his bunny teeth and laughs at her adorable expression trying to explain all her staring. He can't judge, he would have the same amount of trouble.

Suddenly, he couldn't help but notice the defined outline of her breasts. The pair was just the way he had liked them, soft and delicate. Bouncing after every subtle movement. Her nipples were hard, he could tell, poking against the two thin fabrics, her shirt and lacy black bra. The white tank had slightly pulled up, revealing her toned stomach and slim waist, how they would fit perfectly in his large hands as she thrusts hard into her core. She was toned, hot, and needy. A professional, like him, could tell that the thick atmosphere was absorbing the sexual tension between them, becoming heavier by the second. Heck, they only known each other for ten minutes. It was a familiar feeling though, something that had been pushed away for years. To this day, he continues to deny it.

Jungkook gives up, returning his hand into his pocket touching the hard tip of his cock, while gently stroking it, "Calm down boy."

"Kookie!"

The breath she thought she gained, instantly vanished as the sight of the handsome man, approached the two. He was the man needed to confirm her theory.

"Jimin..."

He hasn't changed a bit. The typical cute puppy was still found on his face, but this time, he was grown up. A real chick magnet. She could tell from the light red smudged on his bottom lip, and a deeper colour on top. Not to mention the dark bruise on his collarbone, he didn't bother covering it up, like it held all his pride. Yep, nothing changed.

"Pranpriya?"

Fuck.

By then Lisa couldn't think of any ideas to cover up or a way to play pretend, they both already took a good look at her and she was too obvious after all the staring, that she knew them as much as they did.

"Stop Jimin, her name's Lalisa."

She watched the way Jimin wrapped his arm around Jungkook's neck playfully, as the two men were staring her down. Jimin held a feeling of puzzlement, carefully lifting his eyes up and down her slim figure. Not in a mischievous way, but a way that he recognized her, and shit she knew he did. Still, most of her worries were placed on the man next to him.

Jungkook's eyes, well, they were indescribable.
They were fiery, intense, and the near cause of the heat blowing up in her laced panties. She knew Jungkook was always good looking, and reminded her unintentionally everyday.

"Lalisa huh? Well, it's very nice to meet you, and I see you meant my friend Jungkook."

They could tell he was trying to help break the silence. His voice was laced with nervousness and regret. Regret that he entered the scene, more specifically, mentioning a name that was much too foreign and unlikable for both maknaes.

"It's nice to meet you too, Jimin. You can call me Lisa, if you'd like something to drink or have any questions I'm right here, I'll just be taking orders and..." She continues on while walking away, relieved that she's breathing once again, her back now facing them.

Great. My time to breathe.

"How do you know his name?"

Lisa froze, her conscience shattered in her skull. She mentally scolded herself for carelessly spilling a name so important just like that.

"He never told you now, did he?"

She knew he was in trouble, but what can she do. Walk away? They'd suspect her more. Laugh it off, that she said something else, and her thai tongue hasn't fully adjusted to korean? No, they'll know she's from a different country, just like Pranpriya. Perhaps, they aren't looking now, she can just break fre-

"Chim Chim! Kookie!" Yugyeom, scapegoat!!

"Oh hey Yugyeom."

Wasting no time in further thinking she bolts out of their views, hopelessly praying his mind doesn't stay put on the the girl he just meant in the parking lot, outside of Kim's Exclusive.

Author:

Surprisingly I'm on a roll, slightly praying like Lisa, that this ff becomes a hit:))

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