PJM
Boring chapter😅
I pondered helplessly on what to wear , I don't know why I was giving it much thoughts, it was just a simple stroll!
But I just wanted to give it my all, I wanted to impress him..
I thought of calling Hoseok for help, but suddenly brushed it off, hobi was after my life and I didn't want to give him reasons to finally kill me; how do I explain to him why I'm so bothered about what to wear for I and jungkook's hang out.
I can't deal with his mockery and 20 minutes talk of how he was right that I'm into the hot red haired.
I finally settled for a black body fit turtle neck sleeve, it was gonna rain anytime soon; the weather forecaster already announced, so I need to keep warm. I was very sensitive to cold.
I put on a white, wide legged cargo pants, I huffed when I started looking for my socks
" where did I fucking put it "
I muttered rummaging through my things, I heaved a sigh when I found the pair of black socks mixed up with my clothes, inside my bag.
I quickly slip them on, eye searching for which shoe to wear..
I finally settled for a black and white vans, I pouted, I felt like I overdressed.. I stared at my reflection in the mirror. My eyes suddenly skipped back to the closet, the hoodie jungkook lend me was hanging neatly on the rack.
With a small smile, I darted to the closet and took the fleece off the rack . I sharply inhaled jungkook's scent, I wasted no time in throwing the hoodie on me, I zipped it halfway, letting one arm drape off my shoulder..
I breathed out, I was contented with my look. I proceeded to style my hair in a flowy middle part. By the time I was done, I was expecting jungkook to come to me, but he didn't.
I grabbed my phone and stepped out of the room, I headed straight for jungkook's, with my heart beating rapidly, not ready for whatever was on the other end..
I knocked thrice..
" h-hold on.. I'm coming "
I heard his deep voice
I waited, holding the end of my hoodie in anticipation
Jungkook's hoodie.
I strengthened as soon as I heard the door click, my eyes Lingered in jungkook's captivating ones..
He looked fine as hell, I inhaled greedily as his scent penetrated through my nostrils, I watched as his throat bobbed and lips parted as if to say something..
This man was a walking god, I wondered how I failed to notice from the beginning, he looked so ethereal.
His hair was styled into a wavy mullet, his black cross earring dangling on the left side of his ear. I shamelessly drooled.
" hi "
I heard jungkook say, instantly bringing me back to reality
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