To Our Pure Little Beauty

Chapter 11

After experiencing a series of what feels like I’ve been struck by lightning, naturally I don’t remember how I went back home to wash up and lie on my bed.

After lying on my bed for about half an hour, only then did I slowly start to regain back my composure. I started thinking if this is me dreaming at night about what I was thinking in the day, or there’s something wrong with Jungkook’s brain; or did I fantasize too much, or was Jungkook possessed by a ghost. No matter what I thought off, I still couldn’t think of a reasonable answer. Hence, I could only tell myself to treat it as though I got bitten by a dog. 
I slowly fell asleep while recollecting the flavour of been bitten by a dog.

When I woke up the next day my cheek muscles were hurting badly. Probably because last night I was dreaming endlessly. In the dream it was all about the kiss with Jungkook. Because of that kiss, we constantly overused our lips and tongues. I think this is not good, I am a little shy.

While on the way to work on the train, my phone rang. I stared at the 3 words that were flashing on my phone screen – Tzuyu. I was so scared I shuddered. At this moment I really admire the mistresses in our community. How strong are they psychologically to be able to withstand that guilt when facing the legal wife?

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I swallowed my saliva and answered the call, “hello.”

“Hey it’s me. How was last night?” Tzuyu said with a happy tone to it.

I almost bit my tongue the moment I opened my mouth, “Tzuyu… I…. That…”

“Which?” She asked.

I wanted to apologize to her, but I also felt that I was quite innocent. Therefore, I couldn’t finish what I wanted to say. Instead I quickly said, “I am on my way to work, the train is too crowded. I will call you back later.”

I hung up straight away. There is actually not much people this morning. The mere six or seven people in the cabin all looked at me when I dropped the call. The looks on their faces seem to be saying : “Look at you blatantly telling a lie, your face just looks like a mistress face, you won’t die a good death…”

The me who won’t die a good death gloomily hid to a corner of the cabin and call Nayeon. I briefly explained to her about what happened and sought her advice as a person’s wife – whether I deserve a death penalty or not.

Nayeon comforted me and said, “You don’t have to be scared. Woman like Tzuyu will the most grab your hair and bang you into the wall for revenge. She won’t find people to gang rape you.”

She also told me to call Suga since she thinks that he, as a role model of someone who toyed with countless of girls but has yet to be thrown to jail, he should be able to tell me how to handle such situation.

Suga was dismissive after hearing my description of what happened, which I avoided the important points but harped on the insignificant. He said, “You called early in the morning to disturb my sleep just for this small thing? Obviously, the guy should be the one to solve this problem. What are you worried for?”

As expected of a player, his words woke me up.

I hung up my call with Suga and called Jungkook. In order to give me enough confidence, the moment the line engaged I started to ramble on, “Jungkook you listen, I don’t care about why you kissed me last night, but a kiss is a kiss, I have to point out that your action is extremely wrong, you have a girlfriend now, you kissing me means you are forcing me to walk a road of being a mistress. My mom said, a mistress who destroys other couple’s relationship will have bad karma. That’s right, I still love you, but you should stop looking down on people, I will definitely not be a mistress……”