𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐓𝐄 & 𝓫𝓵𝓪𝓬𝓴 || 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐉𝐞𝐨𝐧'𝐬 𝐋𝐚𝐝𝐲 - 𝟏
6 Partes Continúa "Some words are heard better when wrapped up in a lie, Tesoro," (Sweetheart) he mumbled while looking at the woman who was staring at him blankly. He tilted his head and watched her eyes boring into his. Anyone who saw them would think they're statues, the way they both stood still without blinking or making any movements. He was trying to read her through her thick steel wall, while she was just standing there, hoping to get out of his arms soon.
After a minute or two, he showed some movement by leaning forward, making her eyelashes flutter. He noticed this and internally smirked before placing a soft peck on her cheek, making her shudder as he visibly smirked at his effect on her. "Come on, Cara," (Dear) he moved a little apart and squinted his eyes, still with that same mocking smirk on his face as he continued, "Non esiste l'amore nella mia vita." (There is no such thing as love in my life)
Her reaction to his words was of no surprise to him anymore, and even though his ego hates to admit it, her nonchalant attitude frustrates him to an extent beyond certain levels of his patience.
The rings of his iris suddenly changed from playfulness to pure seriousness as he parted his lips and voiced out, "I don't love you." Words laced with pure honesty as he waited for her reaction. Unfortunately, his expectations dropped when her response came out in the most unexpected way possible, "I'm glad."
Jeon Jungkook x Violet Miller
"What a colorful name for such a black and white soul."