Jungkook POV

She is wet from head to toe. Her short hair is sticking around her face. Her white dress is clinging on her body has became transparent. It is showing her undergarments but what I am looking at now is her eyes.

Her eyes are so glassy. It is so pure and truthful . I could see my reflection in her eyes. The universe is present in her eyes.

"It's you ! Jungkook guy" She points toward me and says my name on my face. She remembers me. I did not approach her because I never saw a more beautiful woman than her. But it was almost like an instinct. Just like how a moth approaches fire.

"Hey". She waves her hand in front of my face and looks up to me. "What are you doing here Snowpuff ? Were you following me Snowpuff ?!". I teased her.

But it looks like I have touched a wrong nerve. Her eyes are full of shock and disbelief. "HOW.DARE. YOU ?!". "How can you accuse me of such vile actions Mr. Junglebook".

I stopped smiling at her words. My eyes started twitching listening to her nickname for me. "What did you call me ?".

"Junglebook. Any problem do you have ? Listen I have no interest in fighting with you".

I must have really annoyed her a lot. So, I expressed my hands of zipping my mouth. She looks at me momentarily and then goes on drying herself.

Some drops of water are present on her lips making it glisten with moisture. She looks exceptionally beautiful today. The rain has only washed away the dirt from her leaving her bare for me. Some pores and acne scars are seen on her face. But it only makes her face more unique. Like the creator left little splashes of ink on her.

"Shouldn't you dry yourself . You might catch a cold". She calls out to me. "I don't have anything with me". She silently looks at me and fishes out a handkerchief, giving it towards me. I gently take it out from her hands. Her hands and cold and soft. Our hands brush against each other. The whole zoo is running inside my stomach.

Her touch is still lingering on my fingers.
I could feel like jumping and shouting in the streets of London. "Your face is getting red. Are you feeling feverish ?" Silly girl don't you know it is you who make me feel feverish.

ACHOOO.

"See you are sneezing ! You should immediately dry yourself. Do you have your phone with you so you could call someone?" She asks me. "My phone is dead". "Then do you have any penny to use the telephone?" I shake my head in denial. I don't want her to call anybody just so she could leave me immediately.
I want to spend as much of time I have with her. "There is a cafe around the corner maybe we could charge our phones there".