"my blood sweat and tears, my last dance. take it all.

CHAPTER TWO

kiss me on the lips lips, this is a secret between the two of us."

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Jungkook glares at his best friend who walks ahead of him. He mutters under his breath, asshole.

Taehyung is a persuasive man and Jungkook hates it. "Stop being a loner. We're going to start university soon and we need to make new friends." Is what he said to the younger one.

Jungkook argued. "I do have friends! You ... Hoseok and-"

"Well, let's go make some more and what the hell Jungkook, get laid." Is the last thing Taehyung said before they left his apartment.

Get laid?- Jungkook thought and cringed.

Now they're walking to the party which Taehyung texted everyone about. Its meant to be a very popular party where everyone attends, even from different areas in town. It wasn't neighbourly. Jungkook doesn't see how he fits into any of it. The poor boy has no idea what to expect, who's party it was either, except for the fact that the person's name begins with an E.

"Is Hoseok coming?"

"Maybe, after he cleans up his dance studio."

The dance studio is another one of Jungkook's homes. Jungkook's way to escape is through dance. The fact that his friend owns a dance studio, is a dance god, makes it ten times better. Hoseok has taught him all he knows and he's grateful.

Jungkook walks faster to keep up with Taehyung's steps. The boy is eager to get there with his hands tucked in the pockets of his baggy trousers, his new mullet on show. Taehyung looks like he's going to a fancy dinner. In contrast, Jungkook looks like the opposite. His fashion sense has always been different to Taehyung's and he went for a simple, all black outfit.

They walk side by side and the house eventually comes into view.

Jungkook wants to go home.

As soon as he sees the squared windows illuminated by lights, the loud music jumping off the walls that you can physically feel and the chatter of noises, he is reminded why he doesn't like parties.

Taehyung senses his nervousness and pushes him forward. "Trust me. We're going to have fun." He tries to reassure him.

Jungkook hopes that the boy isn't lying. He decides to shake his shoulders, suck it up, ignore the anxiety and follow Taehyung into the big, crowded house.

Immediately, the silence Jungkook previously heard turns to very loud noises from inside of the house. Taehyung and Jungkook make their way through the narrow corridors of couples who are making out. Do they specifically stand there just to kiss one another? Jungkook tries to ignore how he sees tongues colliding, humping, someone jumping from the top of the stairs, alcohol on the floor all in one minutes.

Taehyung laughs at the expression on Jungkook's face which holds an unhappy frown. "It's quieter down here. Come on."

They walk down a small staircase that Jungkook assumes leads to a basement. A massive room is what comes into view with the people in it. There's people everywhere and Jungkook sighs, feeling claustrophobic, he wants to take off his leather jacket.

Taehyung immediately rushes to a group of people in the middle of the room, who are ecstatic to see him. Jungkook isn't surprised because Taehyung is a man that is adored by everyone. Parties are his thing.

Jungkook stays glued to the spot and ignores how dry his throat has become. He leans back against the staircase, looking around the room and notices people dancing to an upbeat song. There's a girl who's an enthusiastic DJ with earphones on top of her ears as she sways to the music.

Taehyung has disappeared from his sight and Jungkook is worried. He'll have to deal with being alone, he thinks to himself.

Jungkook walks forward, to the spot where he last saw Taehyung. He watches the group that embraced his best friend.

There's a man who's blowing kisses at everyone that walks past which makes him snicker (just a little). There's a girl stood next to him, arms crossed, short in height with a blue hijab wrapped around her head. Her eyes are full of boredom. It makes Jungkook glad that she looks just as fed up with the party as a scowl is on her face.

Just as he's about to walk away to find Taehyung, he notices someone standing beside him.

"Hey."

When he turns to look at the individual, the cigarette dangling from their hand causes him to feel uneasy immediately.

Her hand.

Jungkook takes his eyes off the fiery cigarette that's nearly finished, to look at the girl standing beside him with close proximity.

His eyes land on her face and suddenly, his words die in his throat and he's staring. Sharp features, smooth golden skin that highlights her prominent cheekbones and jawline. Silver hoops in her ears that surprisingly match his. Dark waves falling past her shoulders, hair matching her fearless eyes. She's a little shorter than Jungkook. She's beautiful.

He can tell from her appearance that she's fierce.

Jungkook has a habit of leaving his mouth open when he's amazed or shocked by something. Like that time he went to see Justin Bieber in concert or when he saw Hoseok dance for the first time or when he went on an airplane for the first time when he was seventeen. In this case, it's someone. He's amazed, captivated by the girl with dark hair, dark eyes and no smile.

Snap out of it Kookie!- he screams at himself internally. "Hey."

Her watchful eyes wander away to look ahead. She takes a deep inhale from her cigarette and blows away from Jungkook. "Are you friends with Tae?" She asks.

"Taehyung? Yeah." Jungkook replies and tries not to look at her because there's just something about her that makes him want to run away but also talk to her more. "You?"

She nods and looks at her cigarette before glancing at him. She's relaxed and doesn't look at him often which eases his anxiety. "Sick guy to be honest."

"He's my best friend, he's sick in a negative way." He jokes. Truth is, Tae is way too cool.

"That's funny, he's funny."

Jungkook doesn't know what to say to that but his mind is going around in circles because it's not everyday, he wants to talk to a girl.

"You want to take a drag?" She waves her cigarette at him, expecting him to say yes.

Jungkook's taken aback and holds back his disgust. He shakes his head, no thank you and she finishes it. The music and noise seems louder yet Jungkook's anxiety has decreased.

The mystery girl pushes her hands through her hair and let's out a heavy sigh. "You want to get out of here?" She shouts over the music. He doesn't know what to say so he lets her take his wrist and drag him into a empty corridor.

It makes a massive difference to the state Jungkook was in. The empty, narrow corridor is much better than the massive, crowded room filled with noise which is muffled behind the door.

Jungkook shifts on the spot. He can't believe he's stood with a girl who seems way out of his league, a girl who he finds very attractive and he can't believe that he's hanging out with someone other than Taehyung. Taehyung would be proud, wherever he is.

The girl takes her grip off Jungkook's wrist just to intertwine her fingers with his, whilst maintaining eye contact. She's like a living paradox... smells sweet but smells of alcohol and smoke. Looks like an angel in disguise, dark clothes, dark hair and Jungkook thinks about how their appearance may match each other but their personalities seem to be worlds apart.

And why the hell did Jungkook's stomach feel weird when she looked into his eyes, when her fingers fit perfectly with his and when he felt the intimate touch of someone else for the first time in years. He shouldn't be feeling like this, especially when he doesn't even know her name.

She tilts her head and continues to stare at him. Jungkook feels intimidated under her gaze but tries to meet her bronze eyes.

"So let's save the small talk and find ourselves a room yeah?"

Jungkook's eyebrows furrow and he looks down at the girl in confusion. A room? Is she implying what he thinks she's implying?

He gapes at her and once again, his words die in his throat. This is a girl he shouldn't get involved with, he can just tell but he still makes no effort to leave or let go of her hand.

"You want to fuck right?"

"Uh-" Jungkook stutters. "No, I-I didn't have that intention."

"What is it then?" She seems amused and he's still bewildered. "Why did you talk to me?"

Why not?

"Because I wanted to?"

She's strange, he thinks. But still hot, he concludes.

"That's a first." She tugs him closer, bringing her face in level with his. If he moved a little closer, their lips would touch.

Jungkook's heart beat raises and she's dangerously close. His eyes take in her features again and there's no doubt that he's attracted to her. Her piercing eyes hold him down and there's warmth from her but not the kind of warmth you'd seek when lonely.

"What's your intention now?" She questions and one thing leads to the other.

Jungkook felt temptation tonight. He felt it when he kissed her first and caught her by surprise. He felt it when she took them to a room upstairs, hand in hand, not a word spoken. He felt it when curses left her mouth. He felt it when his back was pressed against the wall and his jacket was thrown to the floor. He felt it when her dainty hands ran through his dark strands, down his muscular back, down his neck and to cup his cheeks. He felt it when he moved his lips from hers to her neck, to her collarbone, leaving a mark. He felt it when he lifted her and placed her on the bed. He felt it when their bodies became one. He felt it.

And maybe the devilish smirk on her fierce lips was supposed to be a warning but he ignored whatever signs the world was throwing at him, because the sin of lust was essential tonight for Jungkook.

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yeah so that happened ...

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