Idol Pleasure | Liskook [ COMPLETED ]

Doll

Lisa's POV

Never have I imagined my entire life that I will meet Jeon Jungkook like this.

Here we are sitting on the bed without even glancing at each other.

When he arrived, he was shocked to see me crying.

I realized that he feels sorry for me by the way he looked at me.  But he never said a word.  He just quietly sat at the edge of bed 2 meters away from me. 

The air was so tensed and thick between us.  He was just looking at his shoes not moving.

I wonder what is he thinking? 

Is he disappointed? 

Does he think I'm ugly?

Too skinny?

Does he think I'm a weirdo for crying in this situation?

Is he annoyed of how I cried and hugged my body?

I really wanted to meet him. All these years of fangirling.  I have always imagined our first meeting. 

I imagined I would buy a VIP ticket to their concert.

I imagined I'll stay at the front.

I imagined he will sing my favorite song Euphoria.

I imagine I will do the crazy fanchant the armys made up.

'Annyeonghaseyo jeoneun Bangtan Sonyeondan hwanggeum maknae Jeon Jungkook imnida.'

I imagine he will hear me because I'm chanting at the top of my lungs.

I imagined he will smile at me.

I imagine he will get close to where I am standing and he will held my hand.

It was the most romantic imagination I planned in my head.

But life is seriously a joke, here I am about to do intimate stuff with him but in the most unromantic way.

Fuck,  Pay then Leave.

That's probably how he sees it.  To him I might just be another whore crazy for money. 

I wanted to explain to him that I'm not like how it or I seemed to be. But how will I explain this to him?

Should I say 'Hello!  I'm a whore but I'm still virgin I just need your money because my father is sick'?

Really? This is the most fucked up situation I've ever been.

Then he suddenly cleared his throat.

I looked at him and realized that we've been sitting for an hour now without doing anything.

I closed my eyes and sighed.

I guess this is it.

I pulled the zipper at the back of my dress.

Just as I'm about to pull it all through out.  He looked at me and panicked.

"Wh.. Wa.. Waiiitttt!!! Whaaat are you doing?" he asked turning his flushed face away.

"Ahmm..  I'm removing my dress?" I tilted my head weirded out by his reaction.

"Why are you doing it?" he asked again still not giving me a glance.

"Be.. Because.. We're supposed to.. You know right?" why is he acting like this?  Is he disgusted with me? I know I'm not that pretty and sexy but I can't believe he's rejecting me?