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His words stitched with the
softness of a cheesecake as
he filled her with hope
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"Jungkook Jungkook Jungkook."

Jungkook was mouthing a cheesecake topped with orange jam at the cafeteria when Elara interrupted.

"You called out my name so fast it felt you actually called me Juancock, did you?" Orange jam still flecked at his chin.

"Shutup. Would you.. Would you help me?" She asked taking a seat facing him.

He licked at his fork, "I'm ever so ready to help, you know that, my lil cheesecake. Have some?" He offered her cake and the shake.

She rolled her eyes, "I don't like anything sweet. Anyway, so do you know about the award ceremony and about the award, Model of the year? I want to win that."

He sipped onto his strawberry shake now but just those last words made him choke on it.
"What?"

"I'm serious, I want to win that. It's my fucking dream, okay? And I want you to help me."

He wiped his face from the spilling of his drink over his mouth and chin, "Petressa has been winning the thing since years for now and you've just stepped into this industry. It's difficult for you. Elara, listen.."

"Before you change your mind, let me tell you what you would get in return," She paused for some seconds and then blurt out. "I'll sleep with you the night I win this award!"

Another choke and the strawberry shake again polluted his mouth. And the people around eyed him.

"Stop doing that!" Elara said while handling him a napkin.

"You're giving me mini heart attacks every fucking second and then you expect me to stop doing that?"

"But so you know, I'm serious. Only if you'd help me."

He wiped his mouth, his gaze directed on his half left cake, he thought for a second and answered enthusiastically, "what I know for now is that Petressa won't be able to win the award this year." He met her eyes, this time his eyes filled with more lust.

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The following day, after few hours Jungkook was curling Elara's hair for the ramp walk when he asked, "So I've been thinking about this thing a lot. I mean, you're attractive, young and a model, why don't you mingle much? You don't have much friends here either. I don't know what it is."

She felt unable to say anything.

"But you know if you want to be famous and all, you've to get yourself big!" He spoke.

"Big what?"

"Not a cock I'm talking about. Getting yourself big is meeting people, socializing."

"That's difficult." She felt herself slightly nervous.

"Then what am I here for?"

Sex, she thought.

"Then what am I here for? I'll help you. This is the first step actually."

"How do I do that?"

"I've thought something for you. Tomorrow at 8, I'm taking you to a party, there would be prestigious models, fashion designers, top magazines agents. It's a nice way for your ass to get noticed."

"You think it'll work?" She looked at him with hope.

"A hundred percent."

"Will you be there with me?"

"Of course, I'll be there spreading.."

"Spreading your dirty lame talk?" She tried to complete his sentence.

"No, dammit. Spreading legs."

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When Elara was ready for the party, she called out, "Jungkook? How do I look?"

His face turned red as he was trying to supress a laugh.

"What?" She eyed her outfit.

"Listen, my sweet buns, " He made her sit on a chair. "This is the world of glamour and you've to look all fine and sexy, not modest. You get that?"

She nodded.

He rummaged through the Wardrobe and took out a nicely black, backless dress for her, "Questo (this one)"

As she came out wearing it, for several seconds he fixed his gaze at her imagining how she would look without that dress.
I can't wait to have you in my bed. He thought.

He gave a soft smile to the confused Elara who was just consumed fixing her hair and watching if everything was perfect, when she saw Jungkook in the mirror beside her, holding her shoulder.

"Sembri così bella. Mi stai facendo impazzire (you look beautiful and you're driving me crazy.)" Jungkook said in his softest tone.

She smiled just understanding the word beautiful in it, and the others she couldn't make out.

As Jungkook was ready too with a suit, the both prepared to leave for the party, being unaware of the episodes that'll take place there.

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