FINALE • Part 4

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"Jungkook!"

He ignored her.

"Jungkook!!!"

He looked up, raising his brows. "What?"

"Yaaah!!!" She stomped on her place and crossed her arms, pouting. "Tell me!"

He pretended to think, stretching out his lips, but he clicked his tongue and shook his head. "Nah..."

"But that's not fair! Was I drunk?" she suddenly got it, following him around. "I was drunk, right?! I was!! I was! That's why I don't remember! When! When it happened?! Tell me! Tell meeeeeee!" at this point she hung from his shoulders, hugging his neck strongly and pouting from his shoulder.

"Nope"

"I will break with you if you don't tell me!" she threatened, getting on her feet and trying to look menacing.

Jungkook smirked, marking the dimple on his cheek. "I just got us tattooed you for life, doll, you can't break with me now"

I-

The fucking psychopath!

She laughed.

The boldness.

The nerve...

Still amused, he walked to her and cupped her cheeks to peck her lips. "I'll tell you next Christmas," he promised, looking at her like she was the cutest thing in the world.

She frowned. "Why next Christmas?"

And he thought better about it. "Hmm, should I tell you next next Christmas then? Maybe the Christmas after that Christmas..."

Lisa slapped his chest softly, rolling her eyes. "Are you really going to tell me or you will postpone it every Christmas so I stay another year more?"

"That sounds like an excellent idea"

"I'm such a bad influence for you, hottie," she murmured amusedly. Old Jungkook wouldn't put these stunts, this was work of his sneaky grilfriend, Lisa, in his life.

"You are, doll," he agreed. "Get dressed, love," he signaled with his gaze at her body just dressed with a black strapless bra. "We have to go home"

She liked how that sounded, she always did. And he was saying it every single night...

"Why do I always end up shirtless in your studio?"

He shrugged. "I'm just that hot"

Lisa clicked her tongue, still feeling that tingling proud feeling on her chest because that was the same guy that used to not feel enough for her, the same guy that was nervous around her and couldn't keep a normal conversation, the same guy that went through hell and back fighting his insecurities to be with her. This guy was hot and it was all hers. The love of her life.

"Shut up before I fuck you, loser"

"Don't call me loser, that turns me on," he said and made her laugh, she knew that was true.

Lisa then glanced one last time at her tattoo, after Jungkook wrapped it softly in plastic wrap so she could put on her shirt and she smiled at her reflection, noticing Jungkook moving around behind her naturally, like the already natural and normal part he was of her life.

They were good for each other. Really good.

Ah, yes, they were going to last. Now she was sure of it.

Because a love like theirs last. People like them last and the most beautiful moment in their lives just gets eternal.

Especially now when he didn't need a hello tutorial to talk to her.

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