He || UNFINISHED

12

Nayeon's P.O.V.

I diverted my eyes elsewhere as he pulled away from the kiss.

Why do I feel like... I did something wrong?

I just wanted to express myself and just tell him what I feel.

"Are you alright?" He asks, and so I lifted my chin up to face him. "Y-yes."

"Uh, I have to go..."

Why am I like this?
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Jungkook's P.O.V.

I entered the bar only to meet a large crowd of people. As I walked in, my eyes spotted someone I didn't expect.

I walked closer to her, sitting by her as she takes another shot of alcohol.

"Well what are you doing here?" She asks back. "Nothing. Just drinking. " I said  in a low tone.

"Is it because of Nayeon?" She asks again, "No... I really just want to drink. How about you, why are you here Jennie Kim?"

"I'm always here. Having fun. Drinking." She says with a sigh as she frowns.

"Doesn't look like it though. You seem gloomy." I said, which made her face the other direction.

"No I don't. J-just leave me alone." She says.

"No. I'm not leaving my dear friend. How about we dance?" I smiled, pointing to the dance floor.

"Aish, I don't dance." She says, "Well now you have to, cause I'm forcing you." She sighs.

"Alright, alright. I don't have any other choice anyways." She rolls her eyes, and scoffed.

I can't help but giggle at her reaction, while I pull her wrists to lead her to the dance floor.

"So you dance?" She asks. "No. But I like to have fun and dance though I have no talent to do so."

"Oh really huh? Then how are you dancing so greatly?" She raised her brows, "No I don't. And you stop talking, it's your time to show off your skills in dancing."

We both danced to the music, and samg out loud some lyrics of the played songs. We drank, chat and had fun, below the shining disco lights.

"I didn't know you were a great dancer...." She says, with a small giggle.

"Oh no. You are the great dancer actually. You should dance more often." I said back.

"Tsk, liar." She snickered.

"I swear, I'm not lying you little punk." I said, while messing her hair.

"Okay, okay whatever." She snabs.

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Jennie's P.O.V.

Wow, what a massive night.

When I thought it was a fun night, I didn't know this man easily gets drunk. And now here I am, struggling to get him off the taxi on my own.

I'm starting to get dizzy with all the alcohol I've drank yet I still need to put this heavy man to his house.

"God you're so heavy." I cursed.

If I knew he only can talk until banana milks, then I wouldn't have let him drank. Cause he's heavy as fuck.

I sighed. As we reached his door, I quickly find for the keys on his pocket, and unlocked his door.

As I unlocked it, a clean and well preserved house was what I met.

"Wow... How the hell is your floor so shiny?" I said under my breath.

I closed the door before me, and walked in to his house feeling like it's  a crime.

But anyways, it's his fault that I'm here.

I placed him on his couch, and sighed in relief right after the heavy weight was now gone.

Meanwhile, my stomach suddenly churns in hunger, making a loud sound which made me cry inside.

I feel so hungry.

"Ah.. Jungkook, I'll be taking a little food from your ref as a repay for bringing your home okay?" I asked which of course got no answer.

I continued to walk around his house finding different things which has drawn my attention.

Like this photo of him and Irene in a small frame.

I guess they really were good friends even after they broke up from a relationship that didn't work.

I sighed amd just let it alone, walking towards the kitchen. I opened the refrigerator, only to see banana and strawberry milk in stock.

Seriously?!

I also spotted beauty products, which made me frown. Wow, these are the products I wish I could buy and he has it all...

Meanwhile, arms suddenly snaked on my waist. I turned around, only to see him there, drunkingly smiling at me.

"You have no idea how much you make me smile Nayeon..." He says, hugging me even more tightly.

I sighed. "Jungkook, I'm not Nayeon."

"Did I make you feel scared before? That it made you leave so soon?" He asks, which made me raise my brows.

I have no idea what he's talking about, but it's surely about Nayeon.

"You have no idea how much you brought butterflies in my stomach even with just that little peck you planted on my lips." He says, smiling widely.

Nayeon kissed him?

"Hey Nayeon... Would you mind if I kissed you?" He asks, leaving me frozen, shocked.

"J-Jungkook, I'm n-not Nayeon-" before I could continue, he placed his lips on mine, leaving me wide-eyed.

I tried pushing him away, yet he was so strong which left me no choice.

Yet I shouldn't be here, this is so wrong..

As he stops to catch for air, I quickly jerked his hands off me and tears streamed down my face.

"This is not right. I'm not Nayeon, Jungkook. Please stop..."

"I don't care." And he drukenly pulled me back to a kiss, only for my heart to want more.

Wait is he not drunk? He really knows that I'm not Nayeon? If not, then what did he mean by his words 'I don't care'?

In the middle of my thoughts, the kiss was getting more intense than I could ever imagine.

And of course I wanted it though it seemed a little wrong.

Yet I gave in, and made myself fall into his drunkened kiss.

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