"be back in 10, alright girls?" the staff reminded, before leaving the room. with the new year kicking, award shows are in line. kook and i also hadn't had the time to meet up after that. but we do talk, asks each other how our day went. all those things teenagers do with their partners.

he even planned to send me off last time at the airport when i was on my way to thailand to celebrate new year with my family, to which i declined. of course, doing so may attract paparazzi and we all know the day dispatch releases dating scandals.

"all done! kiyowo, you look like a doll."

i chuckled at her reaction, "unnie, jalhaesseo!" i gave her a big thumbs up and admired my reflection on the mirror. i then looked at my unnies who were still getting their make ups done.

i then started to feel a churning sensation in my stomach. probably because i'm way too nervous thinking how we'll perform in front of people again. a lot of things could go wrong by that time, and the pressure that's on our shoulders, considering how we're labeled as monster rookies. it's a lot to take in.

"feeling nervous again, lili?" jen unnie asked, her eyes still closed as maeng unnie continues to apply her eye shadow.

"i think you need a chocolate bar to relieve that anxiety you're feeling. there's a vendo right outside," she continued, noticing i didn't respond to her previous question.

i took her advice and headed outside to get myself a sweet treat. i immediately put the bill inside the slot and selected the bar. seconds passed, and the machine is still not dropping the snack.

"what the f?" i hissed under my breath. all i want is a goddamn chocolate to calm my nerves down, yet this is pissing me off.

"jamsimanyo," a manly voice suddenly spoke beside. all of a sudden, he lightly punched the machine and to my surprise, the bar fell.

"here you go," he said as he hands me out the chocolate.

"gomawoyo..." i paused for a brief moment, trying to recall his name.

"mingyu," we said at the same time making both of us laugh.

"i know you," i assured him, a smile still plastered onto my lips.

"and so do i, lisassi," he calmly said, "by the way, aren't you cold by that outfit of yours?"

i glanced down and realized that i was indeed wearing a red crop top paired with shorts. "no worries, it's long-sleeved."

"you look stunning though."

i flashed a shy smile at him and bowed as a sign of gratitude. he then smirked at my reaction.

"so," i started off, "i'll get going for now, mingyussi. thank you again for this," i said, holding up the bar i bought.

"oh, i'll come with you. my group's room is near yours," he replied.

"i think that won't be necessary."

even though i was still facing mingyu, i already felt his presence right beside me. my initial thought was then confirmed when he acknowledged him.

"oh, kook!" he called out, "how'd you appear all of a sudden?"

"none of your business," he replied in his monotoned voice, "and i see you're getting all lovely here with my gir — aaah!"

i immediately pinched his hand to stop whatever he was about to say, sensing that it has to do with his possessiveness.

i threw an apologetic look at mingyu, who was lost at what was happening right now. "excuse us for a bit," i announced, pulling kook to the fire exit.

"what was the pinch for, brat?" he winced.

"you don't tell those things out loud kook, most importantly not in public places where a lot of staffs can hear you," i reprimanded.

he groaned as he stared into my eyes, "i just don't like it when someone else has your attention."

i lowered my head down to hide my smile, yet he seemed to still notice it. kook sighed sharply, pretending to be annoyed. "what? you find this funny? i'll seriously tell those guys to back off. what's mine is mine!"

i pursed my lips and shook my head, "pabo! i want you to stop thinking about those things. you have my full attention, jungkook. we barely even started yet, no one's taking me from you."

kook sucked in air harshly and his eyes lit on fire. he stared at me like i was something amazing he'd never seen before. then suddenly, the air in the room thickened to the point that i had a hard time breathing. kook's head inched closer to mine. i froze. is he going to kiss me?

"i'm frustrated right now lisa, but damn you look so good in that outfit that you make me forget my anger," he whispered and inched even closer.

"i don't think i'll be enjoying others looking at how you dance later on stage, considering the fact you're wearing something sexy."

he put one of his hand on the side of my thigh, moving upwards towards my exposed stomach. it felt good that a soft moan escaped from my lips.

"fuck baby," he huskily whispered, "you make me crazy."

i closed my eyes awaiting for his lips to touch mine. however, it never occurred.

"ya! jeon jungkook!" a familiar suddenly voice shouted at the door, revealing jimin oppa who was smiling widely. his eyes shining with mischief. "you maknaes! you're getting braver huh!"

kook quickly stepped away and whipped his head around. "hyung!" he growled at him. i put some more distance between us two and kept my head down. this was embarrassing.

"we need to get out now," jimin uttered, "and oh lisa, your unnies are looking for you. i told them you're with kook since that's what mingyu said."

i nodded and smiled at him. they are probably wondering why it took me minutes to get a bar.

"we're coming," kook mumbled, still frowning at his hyung. jimin just laughed it off and told us to follow him right after.

once he was gone, kook held my head in his hands and parted my bangs. he leaned forward, giving me a kiss on my forehead.

"now this is a more wholesome gesture. a good luck kiss! sorry baby, i was horny earlier," he straightforwardly confessed. "and i'm still am honestly. it's just that the moment's already ruined."

i chuckled at his remark and playfully punched him on the chest, "you're always horny."

"because you're always hot," he explained.

i raised my eyebrows at him and he grinned. "alright, let's go, beautiful," he said, giving me a wink that made me swoon. my heart was going wild, as always. looking at him always felt the same, it was perfect.