No.3
'Emiyo~ssi! Emiyo~ssi!' He screamed with his excited voice.
'What do you want?' She was again annoyed by his hyperactive personality. Hitman Bang urged them to live together under one roof so Emiyo was honestly depressed. No wonder...
'Look! I made a heart for u,' Jungkook said making from his bangs little curves that he styled into an ugly non common heart. 'It represents my love for u, Emiyo~ssi.'
'Oh really? So your love is black, crooked and hairy?'
'How can be love hairy?' His eyes narrowed a little bit in a confusion as he giggled.
'I don't know. You tell me,' Emiyo shrugged her shoulders.
'Emiyo~ssi,' Jungkook kneeled before an yellow armchair where she was reading an old book. 'How does your love for me looks like?'
'Do not ask me...'
'Why not?'
'Why yes?'
'Because,' He took a deep breath, 'We are supposed to be a couple - Hitman Bang said. Also Namjoon hyung said that u should not fight against something u can't really change. Emiyo~ssi... Are u listening to me?'
'Unfortunately yes.'
'So what's your love looks like?'
'Hm,' She was deeply thinking while she was closing book, 'I think it looks like an autumn leaves.'
'An autumn leaves?' Jungkook was shocked by her untraditional answer and his head tilted a little bit to the right side.
'Yes...It can be colorful and pretty at the first sight but don't forget - it's still dead.'
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