FINALE • Part 4

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"You're probably the one he's been waiting for since forever, he's trembling like a kid before Christmas," Jisoo pointed out.

"Yaaaah," Lisa complained, cupping her own cheeks. "Don't make me giddy, Unnie! I'm trying to roleplay with you"

Jisoo laughed, wrinkling her face in disbelief. "Just go get your tattoo, weirdo"

Lisa nodded determinedly and raised her fist, Jisoo muttered a little "fighting!" knowing how nervous she was, imitating her expression.

God, Lisa couldn't believe what she was about to do.

She was nervous and excited, and as she took the doorknob of Jungkook's studio she noticed that her hands were shaking, her fingers frozen.

She glared at her hands. They had to stop trembling! Jungkook wouldn't make her a tattoo if he saw her trembling like this!

First, it was dangerous and she was already scared and second, Jungkook was too soft to handle her nervous self. He was going to say no to her, TO HER, with a lot of audacity and no matter how many pouts she showed he was going to keep saying no (with a lot of audacity).

She took a deep breath, clenching her fists. "You are already here bitch, go get that tattoo"

There was no room for doubts and more insecure ideas, she didn't allow those nasty bitches to take place in her mind because she impulsively entered the studio and exposed herself to the situation, being invaded by a soft smell of lavender, from an aromatic candle.

Her nervousness was replaced by that bubbling joy that caused her to be in the same place as Jungkook and she suddenly found herself being very, very excited.

Her smile widened when she saw Jungkook's back and her eyes shone when he turned in the chair, facing her.

He had one elbow resting on the arm of the chair and his face lay in his hand, sitting with his legs spread wide and the fabric of his black cargo pants tight in his thighs. Black goth boots were on his feet. That day he had on a yellow sweater, which didn't match at all with the multiple tattoos that were seen on his forearms since he had the sleeves rolled up, neither with the multiple piercings in his ears, the black latex tattoo gloves nor with his jet black hair swept back. But do you know what he and his yellow sweater matched with?

Yeah, exactly, with her, his girlfriend.

He was so hot in colors!

"Hi, mister JK," Lisa murmured shyly, bringing the tips of her forefingers together. "Would you give me a tattoo, please?"

Jungkook chuckled and stood up, taking a box of tissues, which he dramatically offered her. "I'm ready for you"

"Just for the crybabies like me!" she squealed excitedly and took the box from his hands but then she sent him a suspicious look. "This time is for me, right? I gotta be sure. You were in Thailand last week, maybe you fell for Minnie"

He didn't find that one funny... I mean, he did, but he couldn't laugh because this was embarrassing.

"This is painful," he whimpered, stifling a laugh with a forced smile.

Lisa rolled her eyes, laughing, and she got more aware of his height and his size, he filled the place with his presence and it wasn't intimidating, it was intoxicating and calming.

Because this was her Jungkook and Jungkook was so special.

He didn't even have to touch her to make her feel peaceful, safe, and warm. Because he was going to protect her and look at her in that way that told her that nothing was more important than her happiness.

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