Part 10.

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Jungkook's POV

Cheeks puffed with the huge bite of the taco stuffed into her mouth, eyes shimmering at the anticipation of its taste, my jacket swallowing her upper body, her small hands, that are peeping out of the sleeves, cutely holding the cup of chocolate milkshake, she looked absolutely adorable.

The way her hair is floating along with the night breeze, the moonlight illuminating her frame, the luminescence making her face glow, nature perfectly hugged her, accentuating her every elegant feature.
Mesmerizing.
She looked like an angel fallen from heaven, just for me.

"I know I am beautiful, Jungkook, but that doesn't mean you are going to stare at me like a hungry wolf looking at its prey," Y/N spoke, rooting me out of my daze. 

She giggled as if she was poking fun at me but her pink-tinted cheeks clearly showed that she was flustered by my deed. 
I, myself, felt my ears getting hotter, finding out that I was caught staring at her.

I sheepishly giggled and took a bite of my taco. I continued to subtly admire her a little longer, trying to not get caught this time. She hadn't looked at my side, which gave me a little confidence to do so. 

The more I looked at her, the more my arms itched to be around her, the more my body craved for her warmth. I wish I could just squish her and keep her in my pocket, close to my heart for the rest of my life, and never let her go.

Not being able to keep my hands off of her anymore, I scooched near to her, pulling her closer to me by her shoulder. She probably got startled by my action which made her grip her cup a little strongly, spilling a drop of milkshake out of the straw. She cutely pouted, noticing a spot of the sweet liquid on her bare thigh.

"Uhh...Jeon Jungkook, why do you hate my milkshake so much?" She whined, still pouting over the mere drop of her favorite drink. "That's just a drop, Y/N." I chuckled at her childishness, grabbed a tissue from behind us, and wiped the shake off of her thigh. 

"That's a huge drop. Why my milkshake out of all other things?" She is not going to stop mourning over the trivial drop, is she? "You can have mine, little one," I spoke in a baby voice, bopping her nose. She cutely scrunched her nose for a second before eagerly gaping at me. 

"Really?" She excitedly said, earning a nod. "Thank you" she hugged me, physically expressing her gratitude. "Careful there, you may spill more." She immediately got out of her thrill and became conscious, slowly retracting her hands, trying to not pressurize the poor cup once more. 

"I guess my food deserves my attention right now." She figured, slyly smiled at me, and resumed munching on her taco, occasionally sipping on her drink, all while enjoying the comfort that nature provided. 

I knew that Y/N loved the night sky, especially when the night is clear with a full moon, but never paid attention to how content she looked just sitting and admiring the view. She looked like every stress and problem left her life, the only thing mattering was how she could enjoy mother nature and her elegance, to the fullest.

The moonlight seems to soothe every nerve in her body, making her forget every pain, discomfort, and unpleasantness in her life. The starry sky seems to be her way of escaping reality and shutting out every negative thought in her mind for a while, judging by how peaceful and calm she looked, simply cherishing the night airglow.

I guess this is exactly the reason why she suggested going for a long drive and stopping in the middle of the highway on the outskirts of the city, instead of going home. She wanted to wordlessly let out her agony in the embrace of the naked universe, didn't she?

Not that I mind though. Sitting on the car trunk in the middle of nowhere and eating dinner at the midnight not only sounded like an experience but felt like one. Having Y/N with me made the experience even more exceptional and memorable. 

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