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And his smile was just like a sparkling ocean's wave, washing all her sadness away.
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As usual on Friday, Jungkook opened his make-up kit to begin with the usual routine, and while applying makeup to a model, his gaze kept scaning each seat, looking for someone or something? Even he didn't know. He felt unusual.

And then finally he realized, what he had been looking for, "Where's Elara?"

"Glad she didn't come today, since she's sick." The model answered.

"What? Why wouldn't anyone tell me?"

"Why do you have to know? It's none of your business, and I know about her since I had to pair up with her. Well, so happy she took an off.  And I dont have to see her ugly face today!" She laughed, fixing her bouncy curls.

"You know what? Just keep your mouth shut, beacuse I like women who spread legs not hate."

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Elara was in her bed, when she heard a bell and went to answer.

Still trying to believe, he was actually there standing before her eyes, in a pastel blue and ripped jeans. And ofcourse, something in a little bag.

"What are you doin here, Jungkook?" She said, her eyes heavy and tried to find an annoying tone in her voice but couldn't.

"Why wouldn't you pronounce my name in a nice manner? It doesn't harm anyone. does it? Doing it again, for you, it's Juancock. Please give a pressure on the 'cock' Juancock."

"Bye."

She was about to close the door, when he held it, "I didn't know you'd mind that."

"What do you want and why are you here?"

"Wouldn't you let me in?" he pouted.

Waving her hand, she let him in, "So don't you have work today?"

"Aren't you happy I came to see you?"

"I know you did come to see me." Giving him a mocking smile.

"No. Not in that way. But I got to know you're sick? What happened sweet buns?"

"Would you please stop calling me sweet? I'm not sweet, okay? I'm bitter af, very very cold. At least what they said."

"You're cold? Let's make you hot, Shall we?"

She threw a cushion at him.

"I know it's Valentia who said that and she said the same to me but I just shoved her off."

"You did that?" Her face glowing in a surprise.

"Yeah, she was being an annoying pussy. And yes, I brought you some soup." He took out a pink lunchbox, with hearts on it. And the delicious smell quickly loomed the entire room.

Her eyes sparkling with the sweetness. she tried to pick a spoon, when Jungkook held her hand, "Mind if I feed you?"

Silence. Her hands burning with the touch of his warm big hands. His gaze, she felt was wrapping her in his arms. Something was suddenly turning serious between them and she had to stop it. The way, Jungkook never saw her.

She slid her hand, "I hope you didn't put anything in the meal to have me unconscious."

"Why would I do that?"

"I can't trust a man who's sexual hormone is always high." She laughed.

"Ahaan? Don't worry, I'd wait for that when I get you that award." That look again taking its turn.

He blew once, softly at the spoon and feeded her, "Like it?"

"More than your pervy jokes."

He flashed a bunny smile at her and nothing could she do at the moment, so many things happening at the same time. What to adore? The way he was spoon feeding her? The way his beautiful hands worked, the way he was staring at her? the way he brought a soup and came to ask about her? or his rarely seen bunny smile?
Just too much.

Distracting her off her thoughts, he grasped a tissue. "You got something on your lip, lemme do that."

He leaned closer to her, closing the space between them, and she could already feel herself getting all warm. His sweetness or he being that close? She wasn't sure of.

Elara, smelt his fruity perfume and suddenly shut her eyes when she felt he was about to kiss her. Her heart doing several flips and mind went blank, trying to calculate if she wanted that to happen or not.

It should touch by now. She thought. But then she heard him laughing. Wtf just happened?

She watched him laughing uncontrollably and knew the reason.

"I'm so sorry, Elara. I was just-" He began laughing again.

Dammit.
"Faccia di merda(asshole)!" She yelled.

"Like I said, I won't touch you until that day. But that expression? " He blew kisses at her, still laughing.

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At night, she thought about him, when she knew he was about to kiss her, why didn't she shove him off? Or even attack? Maybe somewhere in her, she knew she wanted him too.

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Hi, cutie. Pls take nice rest and don't stress about the thing that you can't control. Ily thankyou for being with me (●´ω｀●)ゞ♪