MAIN CHARACTERS IN THIS STORY ARE ADULTS.
"Why can't I act normal when I'm with you?"
IN WHICH he is too shy to confess and she is too silly to notice his real feelings, that just leads to many misunderstandings and living the biggest frustration...
SORRYYYYYY for the delay. this one gave me nightmares and stress bUT it's long as fuck. honestly, it's scary how long it is and I hope wattpad doesn't glitch but in case it does, take off the story form your library and add it again to read it good.
FAM, LISTEN: for this one, every time you feel like cursing, do it in your first language i wanna see something 👁️👄👁️
btw sorry for some mistakes, i don't have time to proofread again, my class starting in ten minutes.
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His phone...
His phone was buzzing...
A call ...
A call?
Who the hell was calling at this time in the night?
Jungkook rolled on the bed, drowsy and tired, releasing the small body that was curled against his, showing him its back. He forgot the curtains open last night so morning light was entering from the window but thanks to that he could find his phone fast; it was charging on the wooden floor.
But he couldn't reply to the call, it finished when he put a finger on the phone and the name "Chaeyoung" showed on the screen.
Chaeyoung?
Why was Chaeyoung calling him at... 9AM?
AND COULDN'T SHE WAIT FOR HIM TO ANSWER BEFORE HANGING UP? Now he was awake without a clear reason to be.
Jungkook closed his eyes and rested his face on the soft sheets, his tired eyes were refusing to open for now. He yawned deeply and licked his dry lips... he was so hungry. It was like he had a roaring lion in his stomach.
When was the last time he ate something?
Last night? Ramen?
Yeah, he and Lisa had Ramen. Both meanings.
Gosh, he was dying for some good breakfast and well, Chaeyoung woke him up already, he couldn't go back to sleep. He was well rested, anyway.
His body felt amazing, except for some sore muscles in the legs. The cramp he got yesterday was something embarrassing he was going to remember at night before sleeping but well, Lisa did massage something else after his leg so he could deal with the cringe.
A smile ran down his lips as he recalled the last events. He was such a lucky bastard.
How could a fool like him have someone like Lisa? It was perfect, every part of her. His sweet and soft body drove him crazy, the taste of her skin was still lingering in his mouth and all he could do was hum out of pleasure and want to taste more, leave kisses on her slender neck and lower his tongue down her chest to her breasts. Hmm...
Sex with Lisa was fantastic, better than anything he could have imagined.
He might wonder where she learned so many things but he wasn't going to get into that area because sadness was going to invade him and it wasn't time to whimper angrily in the corners thinking about who could have touched the one who was now his girl.
