Jungkook

After having an argument with her at the kitchen, I let her take a shower and borrow my clothes for the mean time. She refused at first but I eventually convinced her.

I stayed here in the kitchen, peacefully eating my food. Of course, I'm still a normal person who gives a little hospitality to my visitors so I left some for her.

I finished eating and was about to wash the dishes when the door swung open, revealing her standing there wearing my white hoodie that can cover up to her mid thigh.

I gulped.

"I-If you're hungry, I left some for you." I said, looking away from her before my sanity gets taken.

It's been so long since I talked to a girl or even talked to a person before. This is probably normal. This is me being awkward to a woman and it's normal.

Yes, keep telling yourself that.

She suddenly walked towards me, lowering her head and fidgeting her fingers.

"I..." She stuttered.

I looked down at her as she plays with the hem of her hoodie—my hoodie.

"What." I spat.

"I-I'm sorry... For earlier." She muttered.

I can feel my cheeks heating up so I immediately turned my eyes away from her and focused on washing the dishes.

"Y-Yeah..." Was the only word that came out of my mouth.

She took it as a sign to finally leave my side and took a plate to eat her breakfast. After washing the dishes, I slowly faced her. She's silently eating her meal and met my eyes.

Those doll like eyes. So hypnotizing.

"I-I'm just gonna grab us some wood outside. Stay here." I instructed her.

She stopped eating, "You're leaving?" She asked.

"Yeah. We need woods for the fireplace." I said, pointing at the fireplace just below the tv.

She looked at me again. She bit her lips like she wants to say something. I immediately got the message she wanted to say anyway.

"I'll be back after ten or maybe fifteen minutes." I assured her.

She looked up to me and slowly nodded. She continued to eat again and I took it as a signal to leave the house and get some woods.

I can't believe I just took a girl home. And to think that I don't even know her name. She's totally a stranger. What the hell went through my mind to keep her?

After gathering woods, I walked my way back to the house. But I was frozen at my spot when I saw her sitting by the door step, obviously looking out.

I smirked, "Did I made you wait?"

She jolted in surprise and saw me standing just behind her. I saw her cheeks slowly tainted red as she avoided my gaze.

"I-I didn't wait for you." She said.

"What are you doing here, then?" I tilted my head to the side.

She looked up to me and bit her lips. And I swear I've never felt so turned on in my entire life with just a sight right in front of me.

"Y-You're not... kicking me out of your house?" She asked.

"Why would I kick you out?" I asked her back.

"Because I'm a stranger." She answered.

This may sound flirty, but I'm intrigued by her. She's mysterious which makes me wanna keep her more.

"I'm Jungkook." I stretched my hands to her. She was taken a back at my sudden action.

"W-What are you..."

"I'm introducing myself." I said simply.

She furrowed her brows in confusion but slowly accepted my hand and shook it.

"Lisa."

Her hand is so soft and so cold. But strangely comforting.

"Lisa." I repeated.

She pulled back her hands from me and I can see the visible reddish color slowly increasing its opacity on her cheeks.

"I know your name now. Which makes you more than just a stranger to me." I said.

She looked up to me, "You trust people so easily."

"No, I don't. Maybe because it's you." My fucking tongue keeps rolling.

"What do you mean because it's me?" She furrowed her brows.

"We share something in common." I said.

"And what's that?" She asked again.

"We're both running away from something... or someone."

She was taken a back at my answer but she looked guilty and kind of agreed to what I said by avoiding my gaze.

She turned around to walk away. But my eyes widened when I saw her back soaking wet with blood.

"You're bleeding!" I immediately turned her around me and saw the blood slowly flowing down from her legs next.

"Shit, shit, shit." I cussed, not knowing what to do.

She looked down at herself and saw the blood dripping down from her. Then she looked up to me with her eyes on the verge of crying.

She didn't even noticed the pain until she saw her blood.

"Calm down. Let's go inside first and I'll see what I can do." I tried to calm myself but my hands were trembling way too hard as I drag her inside.

I let her seat on my bed even though she was dripping blood. I quickly got the medical kit and went back to the room. I put the medical box beside her and I helped her stand up.

I took a cotton and poured alcohol into it. Then I realized something...

"C-Can you cure yourself? I mean, it's on your..." I couldn't even say it.

She's wounded right behind her back. Which means she have to strip so her back is full on display. As a criminal man that I am, I still got respect for women.

"I-I'll be outsid—" I was cut off of my words when she suddenly tossed her white hoodie on the ground, leaving her completely naked in front of me.

I gulped. Hard.

She stood there looking at me like she's not even embarrassed or shy of her body. It's like she's used to it and it was nothing.

It took me a minute to turn my back to her. I felt my inside heating up as well as my little friend down there has nearly woken up. He's been sleeping for years, I might add.

"W-Why didn't you wear your undergarments?" I stuttered, still facing the wall.

"I don't have one." She simply replied.

"Well, you could've said so. And you could've let me leave first before you removed your hoodie." I spat at her.

"I can't reach my back." She said.

"Fine. I'm going to cure you but go get the towel in the bathroom and cover yourself with it." I ordered.

I heard her small footsteps slowly fading away, making me let out a sigh of relief. I didn't even notice I was actually holding my breath the whole time.

I sat on the bed and held my chest. It's still beating rapidly, thankfully. I almost fainted. Her body screams extreme lust and temptation despite the huge bruises.

I barely held myself.

She finally came out of the bathroom with my white towel wrapped around her body.

The fact that she's wearing what's mine makes it harder for me not to get turned on.

"T-Turn around." I demanded. She obediently followed and made me face her back.

"May I?" I asked her, pointing at the towel to ask for permission.

She looked back at me and she slowly nodded.

My fingers went to the towel, trying hard for my skin not to get in contact with her skin. But of course, that was impossible. I grazed her smooth milky skin as I lowered the towel down to her lower back where it could fully cover her sinful ass.

My eyes didn't took a second to put its full attention on her bleeding bare back. It's like she's been slashed or cut with a sword or a big knife.

"Who... did this to you?" I asked hesitantly.

She didn't respond and suddenly moved closer to me, giving me the sign to just pour the alcohol into her skin.

I gulped again and I slowly dipped the soft cotton to clean the blood. I heard her hissed in pain.

"Sorry." I muttered to her.

How could she not feel a wound this big behind her? Is she numb? She didn't even cried when she saw herself bleeding.

Lisa, who are You?

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Idk... Should I just unpublish this trash? 🙄
- satanya000

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