Recap
With the flowers and food in his hands, he quickly rushed upstairs and opened the bedroom door. That flung open. His eyes caught her sitting on the bed in a simple baby blue sundress. Her luscious hair down behind her back and her face facing towards the window. Watching the greenery outside.
He could only see her side, as he stood behind.
Guilt, consumed him immediately.
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Narrator's pov
His eyes travelled up and down her exposed back, seeing many scratches on her beautiful skin.
Pain filled his chest at sight of those marks. Mostly shame, for having done that to her.
He was well aware of what she did, but wasn't the slightest bit angry. Rather angry at his own self for not being able to control himself.
With the bouquet and food, he moved closer. She could hear his footsteps as he took steps forward. Just when he opened his mouth to utter, she spoke up before him. Not sparing him a chance.
"I'm not feeling well...."
Silence filled the room instantly. It took him some time to process everything before uttering.
"Where does it hurt? I'll massage it, do you want me to get some medici-.." panic and concern laced in his voice.
"I need sleep, please leave for now", she cut him off.
She didn't even turn back to take a look at him as she spoke so heartlessly. Her cold behaviour had an effect on him. He knew she was hurt by him deeply. Regardless his decision remained the same. To make her love him just as much as he loves her. To make her fall for him and to take good care of her.
He assured himself that he would change himself for the better and become a man worthy of her attention, that he would make her fall for him. Little did he know, she had already fallen.
Quietly, placing the bouquet and food down on a side table, he made his way out slowly. He turned to look at her one last time, seeing her sitting still as she had been previously. Not caring to turn to look at him.
With that he shut the door and left half heartedly.
More tears rolled down Sia's cheeks hearing the door clicking shut. She kept gazing out the window. Not being able pay the slightest attention to the scenery due to her own thoughts.
She cried yet again thinking about Jungkook. Realising the effect he had on her the minute he walked in the room.
She didn't look at him. She couldn't look at him. She couldn't possibly raise her head to look at him with the shame that filled her.
Yet even without looking she was totally burning with desire inside. Worse the thoughts of her loving him filling her head more and more. With her resisting them adamantly.
Slowly moving her head, she faced the door. Watching it in thought until her attention was grabbed by the big bouquet and her favourite food on the table.
It made her cry harder. She couldn't help but look away with more tears trickling down her cheeks.
"Why am I feeling this way?"
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