lost stars || jjk

seven

"Get up, Soyeon."

I felt a pair of hands caressing my face. I couldn't see clearly after sleeping for so long. I shot my eyes open and Jungkook handed me a bottle of water. "We're almost here."

I nodded my head and gulped down a lot of water; I was so thirsty. In a matter of minutes, we arrived in America. I'm not sure when I began to feel nervous, but my heart raced rapidly as I felt Jungkook's shoulder touching mine. Our bodies were pretty close.

"And we're here."

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My eyes peered around the glorious room. A massive, radiant chandelier hung from the ceiling, grasping my attention. The window was concealed by white, lacy curtains, and there was a big bathroom- like a master bedroom. My jaw dropped in awe as I noticed how expensive this must have been. Who could have this much money?

"Me." Jungkook snapped me out of my trance. I glared at him.

"You knew there would only be one room, didn't you?" I crossed my arms.

He laughed. "Maybe I did.....Maybe I didn't."

I scoffed. "What's wrong with you?"

"Nothing." he grinned.

I was sick and tired of having to deal with Jungkook to the point I felt like I was going crazy and losing my mind. I hate him. I hate him so much and it hurt my heart to be with him. It hurt too much, that I myself, couldn't deal with my feelings.

Right then and there, I wanted to break down. Everything he does, everything he says, it all reminds me of what we used to be. What we had, and what we once lost. A huge lump in my throat formed, and I quickly wiped my tears away, settling my luggage down onto the bed.

"I'll sleep on the floor." I insisted. Jungkook gazed at me like I was crazy for saying that.

"No, sleep on the bed." he shook his head.

"No, I am not sleeping on the same bed as you."

He pursed his lips. "Who said anything about me sleeping on the same bed as you?"

Jungkook laughed and unzipped his luggage. "Don't flatter yourself, Soyeon."

Ouch. Why did that actually hurt?

"Is it too late to ask for two rooms?" I asked, and he nodded.

Shit. How did I get myself wrapped up in this?

"I'm going to wash up first." I let him know, he doesn't say anything and carried on to unpacking his stuff. Grabbing my pajamas, I carried my skincare bag with me into the bathroom, locking the door behind me. I was so disoriented with everything going on. Why did he have to play with my feelings?

Am I falling for you all over again? I thought inside my head. No. It's not possible. How could I ever fall for the guy who was my best friend? The guy who promised me he'd never hurt me and the guy who promised me he loved me? Bullshit. All of it was complete bullshit. It was only one-sided love, and you already know why it's one-sided.

// Flash Back //

Jungkook wrapped his arms around my body, and snuggled me closer to his body. He rested his face into my neck and softly caressed my hair. "I love you so much."

I smiled. " Promise me you'll never hurt me."

Jungkook unwrapped his arms from my body and stook out his pinky; I chuckled at his behavior and hooked our pinkies together.

"I promise I'll never hurt you. I love you too much to do that." he softly spoke, then embraced me again.

My eyes closed and I laid my head against his shoulder. "I love you too."

// Flash Back over //

All of that was bullshit. All he spat out were lies. He never loved me; He only used me. I hate myself for falling in love with him. I really regret all of it. Everything we've been through, I wish I could forget it all. I wish I could spare myself from living with the pain I carried.

I let the steamy, hot water run through my hair and body. I just need a moment to process everything. After a while, I changed into my pajamas and brushed my wet hair back. Now I have to face him; There's just no running away. I can't possibly do that.

Mustering up all the courage I had, I unlocked the door and to my surprise, Jungkook stood outside of the door, staring at me.

I glared. "How long have you stood there for?"

"Oh my god, you took so long." Jungkook heavily sighed and our shoulders brushed past each other as the two of us walk in opposite directions. He closed the door behind him, and I have no choice but to look around the room. Do I really have to sleep in the same room as him?

I put my dirty clothes into a bag and stored that in my luggage. I then went onto my bed and checked the time. Eleven pm. That explained why I was so exhausted and not to mention, jet-lagged as shit.

• • •

Why is this game so freaking hard to play? I threw my phone onto my bed and slumped against the headboard.

Just then, the door opened and Jungkook came out with only a towel wrapped around his waist. My eyes traveled from his bare chest onto his face; He ran his fingers through his wet, long hair and licked his lips seductively.

I turned away, and pretended like I didn't just see him. But for some strange reason, I kept replaying the scene in my head. The water trailing down his body - the abs he had and how muscular he looked. Shit.

Snap out of it!

Jungkook stood at the end of the bed and grabbed a black, short-sleeved t-shirt, changing into it.

What is he doing to me?

"Yah, go change in the bathroom." I said, blocking his view.

He came closer and smirked. "Are you sure you don't want to see?"

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a/n: enjoy this pic but imagine him shirtless;  this is exactly what jungkook looks like in the story ;)