Grievously Prideful (Jungkook x Lisa)

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- Lisa

It was just yesterday but he's now taking care of me.

And he even slept here, just to watch me.

"Why are you frowning?"
         He asked while fixing my hair.

"Nothing."
         I shook off the thought and answered.

"What do you want? Your eonnies told me that I can use the kitchen anytime, and they are not going to be around until evening and it's because of you."
         My eyes stuck on his, shock and I was confused.

"Why would they leave until evening because of me?"
         I raised an eyebrow.

"They are going to attend meeting about everything. Including what you did on your feet."
         He answered pointing my feet.

"Let me make it clear to you, I didn't want to do this to my feet."
         I defended myself, frustratedly.

"But because you're clumsy, that happened."
        He answered and I felt answerless. Thay's true anyway.

I shrugged my shoulder and sighed.

Then, I leaned my back to the headboard of my bed but...

"Ah."
        My head met the wall badly.

"See, you're pretty clumsy."
         He commented.

"Sometimes, I am doubting that you're the lead dancer of your group."
         He stated as he stood up and took something from my cabinet.

And that statement pissed me off.

"Yah! Are you doubting my skill?"
          My brows met each other as he looked at me with a smirk.

"Just when you're being clumsy but when it is here..."
          He walked towards me and tapped my bed...

"I believe what doctors are saying, real dancers are good at bed."
         A smirk on his lips is formed and the glint on his eyes are telling me something.

I slapped his arm causing him to feel sorry.

"I'm just kidding. I just hate it when you're being clumsy and hurting yourself. I can't be always there to save you, or I wom't be on time to save you from something."
         He stated concernly, massaging the back of my ears with his thumb.

"Mmm, that feels good, Jungkook."
          I let a moan as he continued massaging  the back of my ears.

I closed my eyes to feel it even more and my mind was about to blew away when I felt his hands slid down to squeeze my waist and he teasefully suck my earlobe.

"How about this?"
        He asked and leaned my back gently on the pillow.

"Even better."
         I whisper moaned.

And he placed a soft kiss on my neck before pulling and to look at me.

"If it wasn't my awareness reminding me that your feet are injured, I would have ripped that shirt, Lisa."
         My eyes squinted from his words.

"It is my feet that are injured, not my whole body, Jungkook."
        I mouthed back making him look at me a little shock on his eyes.

I chuckled and smirked and as he disn't gave any response about that, I took my phome under my pillow and saw few messages from...

"Bambam."
         My lips just automatically mumbled and I'm sure, Jungkook heard it as I suddenly felt the surrounding got cold.

"What about him? He texted you? He called you?"
         He asked, his tone changed and my eyes met his.

That's when I realized how frustrated already he is.

"He texted me."
         I answered, afraid that he would suddenly burst out and walk out to go find Bambam.

"What did he say?"
          He asked.

Brows furrowing, voice a little raspy and cold toned, I saw his fist clenching and I looke dback at him a little frightened.

"Jungkook."
        Is the only thing I responded that moment...

"Lisa, may I see?"
         He asked, calm but I know he's just pulling his self together.

I handed him my phone and lend him it.

He read it hough I haven't read a word yet.

"He wants to see you, and I'm not letting you. I' not letting him go here either way."
         He stated while handing me back my phone.

I didn't responded...

Then...

I looked at my phone.

From Bambam:
           Lisa.

           Can we talk?
           I'll go there if you dom't want to go out.
           I messed around, I kmow, nd I want to apologize.

            We are friends, at least, can we be still oike that?

My eyes squeezes close...

And as I opened my eyes that are getting foggy by the tears that wanted to form, I looked up at the ceiling.

And a pair of hands cupped my face and made me look at Jungkook.

"Dom't feel guilty if he will ever try to say sorry and offer friendship, he fucked up everything, you are aware of that. If not because of him, you don't have that cuts on your feet, if not because of what he did, you won't get haters outside."
         Jungkook stated making me feel.a little heavy even more but that helped...literally, that helped.

He's right, I shouldn't feel guilty even though he is my bestfriend.

Some people are judging me now because of those fucking scene he did with me which I am not willing to be with in.

It is going to break me as well as him...

But what he did...
Broke not only me, also our friendship, as well as my trust.

What people saw, that's the only thing they will criticize.

They won't tend to look at the inner part of the issue, or the other side of someone involved.

No one is even asking me what happened...

Because they all believe that I dated him that day just afyer dating Jungkook not a month ago.

And just because they saw something unbelievable, they are all calling me whore, lut, fancy woman, bitch and else.

That's what people are...
Criticize you by what they saw.
Not by the reasons about what they saw.

I may be a prideful person now...

For my bestfriend...
For my childhood friend...

But just like the last time my trust got broken...

I have reasons...
I have the rights...
I need it to protect myself.

And because...
Someome broke it.