addicted | jungkook

let's

[let's]

     The garage was full of broken down cars and motorcycles parked aside in random areas. It was dark except a small light bulb between the elevator and a garbage can. I look at the girl next to me—my best friend who drove me insane. She rubs her hands together, creating friction between them to gain heat. The ends of my mouth quirk up at her attempt.

     She was beautiful—light pink moist lips, stunning hazel eyes, and the loose waves of her light brown hair. She was the excitement. She was everything.

     Her eyes wandered around the quiet garage and the only sounds were the light breaths we took. Her hands reaches into the pocket of her leather jacket and takes out a cigarette. I reached into my pocket and took out a lighter.

"Jungkook, can you light it for me?"