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She melted like a warm liquid when learnt the wonders of his touch, of his stare.
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Another day washed over the city, everything was usual but Jungkook. He walked in the studio with baggy eyes. The honeyed-male hadn't slept all night, still with the anger lurking at his guts, he made hair of a model sitting before him.

I know I need to get rid of her, I should be happy she found someone who loves her or rather pretends to love her. Either way she's happy. But why the fuck do I feel ditched, as if I'm worthless? I feel so down. Huh. When I aint that important to her than why is she so important to me? That's it, I don't care!

“What are you trying to do?” Jungkook jerked her hand away that was lingering around his belt. “Stop being an ass when I didn't allow you. Please sit straight!”

“Jungkook, no sweetie? No sweet buns? That's sad. Well, but I'm free tonight.” she winked.

“And I'm expensive tonight!” pinning her hair for the last time, he stomped through the corridors only to meet eyes with Elara.

Yo, act like a man. Not like a dumped douchebag. Jungkook instructed himself.

“Hi, sweet buns.”

“Jungkook, listen I'm really sorry, I feel so bad about it. I should have told you earlier that Namjoon and I are dating. I know you're angry, you should be.”

“I'm what? No, not at all. Why would I be angry? It's okay everyone has the right to date and whoever you date ain't my concern. I acted rational yesterday, yeah sorry for that.” he tried to pour confidence in his tone.

She stared at him for what felt like some good seconds before mouthing with wide eyes, “Are you sure you aren't mad at me?”

He faked a laugh, “Of Course I'm not."

And then for some few minutes, like a memorized dork, she told about him about how perfect Namjoon is. In like each damn way.

Jungkook immediately changed the topic, "yeah, Well there's something, I mean someone I want you to meet.”

Meeting the news that Jungkook isn't upset elevated her spirits into the air and she knew even if Jungkook asked to meet a satan, she would do so.

Hurt engulfed her face as she watched Jungkook come back with a girl and his hands snaked around her waist.
Another girl, another night.

“okay okay, I get it. She's your toy for tonight.”

“Elara? A little respect never hurt anyone.”

Elara's eyes did a 180° spin.

“Valentia, meet Elara, my sweetest bun and Elara meet Valentia, My girlfriend.”

“Huh?” delicate lines of jealousy crinkled near Elara's heart.

“We just started going out yesterday. And oh, isn't she so adorable? And pretty?” Jungkook kissed her cheek.

What seemed like a mixture of pain and uneasiness steadily ran through her.

“Ah, congratulations. Gotta go, I have a shoot.” Elara found a way to escape.

What? Wtf. A friggin girlfriend? How can it be? He never was serious about someone and her? He's not the type I know. But JUNGKOOK with a GIRLFRIEND. whatever-

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Days swifted by, and Elara and Jungkook seemed more distanced. Both had known, missed each other yet didn't try to catch up. Each day, she'd see him, wrapped with his girlfriend, his hand in her hair, caressing her neck. This didn't disgust her but washed over her a wave of displeasure.
Why do I even bump into them?

The distress wasn't alone for her but Jungkook. Seeing Elara and Namjoon together, produced in him a strong sensation he couldn't know, he didn't want to know about.

On a bright Monday, Elara was taking off her jewelry after a ramp walk, tired from working several hours but the success got the best of her.

Emergence of a familiar male persona alerted her senses. Jungkook came and sat on the sofa. His black jeans, just fitting nicely around his thighs  and the buttoned shirt tucked in.
He doesn't even realize I am here. Whatever, if he's being cocky, my ass wouldn't say a hi too.

Elara decided not to pay attention but the emergence of sudden cringe sounds made her to.

“Oh, I miss you too, darling. Muah muah muah. You're so delicious, I still can't get over that taste.” a smirk played and Elara kept staring. “When will you meet me? You know im impatient. I..”

Elara pretended to cough immediately, passed Jungkook a wide smile, folding arms.

“For your kind information, you are not alone here.” Smile still intact and felt mocking.

“Oh, Elara. It's you? Didn't notice.” Just as how easily Jungkook lied and patted the space next to him.

Seeing him giving her a call, she sat next to him. Jungkook's phone beeped and a flush ran through his face. With a swift flip, Elara snatched the phone out of his hands and tried reading it.

“Elara, give it back!” the already blushing male tried his best to get it from him. Elara stood up, running in the room, laughing and Jungkook following her, “DON'T YOU DARE.”

“Oh my god, Jungkook you sent her this?” She said while catching breath, making him anxious of what caught her hands.

Before she could see something else, Jungkook in an instant grabbed her hands and pushed her towards a wall. The laughs disappeared in the air, as Jungkook stood there with her hands, breathing heavily and so closely to her face. His eyebrow rose and a quick smirk played.

Elara felt herself freezing, didn't even have the power to move. Just stared in his eyes, and sensed the onset of an indulgence to give herself to him. His intimate stare made her weak.

She tried to jerk him away but he put a tighter grip on her. Why was he doing that? She wasn't sure. But as she could get any deeper, he let her go and Elara, rubbing her hands in a dulcet smile disappeared from there.

Had I kept standing there with you in my arms, I couldn't have denied the feeling to kiss you. To keep kissing you, to keep watching you. Jungkook blushed with the thought.

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Hi, y'alls. I know it has been a while. I unpublished this book because of work stress and a break from wattpad. But I'm back and in utter motivation to finish this. No, im never giving up on this book or writing :')).
But thankyou for staying and maybe some of you waited?
Means so much omfg. (๑•ᴗ•๑)♡