Heart Throb// Jikook Playboy-ish

Awaken

      I sat up. A migraine showing its presence made my head throb. I slid out of an unknown bed and walked up to a mirror.

    I felt saddened by my reflection. I looked odd and out of place. What happened and where am I?
    I winced at my sudden pain. I quickly lifted up my shirt. A red bruise sat upon my abdomen.

     Everything sunk in. I had been attacked. Was I kidnapped? No I wasn't, right!? I couldn't control my breathing as I looked around the room.

    A door suddenly swung open. My gasp filled the quiet room.
"How do you feel?" Jungkook stepped out from the restroom. My eyes widened.
"J-Jungkook?" My chest felt heavy. My knees grew weak.

   He sadly smiled before walking towards me. His wet hair sat perfectly on his figure as he dripped. A towel tied loosely around his torso.

I held onto the dresser just to keep my balance.
He gently held onto me as I stared.
I wanted to move away. But my body ached.
Jungkook is bad news, I shouldn't have allowed myself to get this close.

He slowly lifted up my shirt. His face frozen on one particular area.
"Dammit." He slammed his fist onto the dresser. I roughly clung to him. I was scared. Not knowing what he'd do next. I-I should be thankful.

"Jungkook... Thank y-."
"I'm sorry." He pulled me closer.
Chills ran down my back as little droplets of water connected with my skin.
It grew quiet.
My heart pounded in my chest as he held onto me.

I was rude. He had did nothing but help me and yet, all I could think about was the fact that I shouldn't be around him.
Whether the rumors are true, this man has done more for me than anyone has ever done.

"Your friend is downstairs, waiting for you. Get washed up and go eat. Do not leave that kitchen until you're satisfied, I'll be waiting for you." He let go of me and walked towards the door.

I could tell that he was really upset. He quickly turned around and pointed at a door.
"That closet is full of clothing that I do not wear so, don't be shy when picking out something to wear." He smiled softly once more before leaving.

I stared at the puddle of water he left by the door.
So this is the real Jk?