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Chapter 1

She seemed about to stumble and fall!

Jungkook wasn't Superman but he wanted to save her.

I'm sorry, bad joke.

But she managed to sit up and he sighed unconsciously, relieved that the stranger didn't stab her face on the floor. He leaned forward and noticed that she was fine.

She had buried her face in her hands, elbows resting on her legs, and was still humming and laughing softly. Rare and somewhat scary, but mostly for him because he had a read a manga days before about a sect of pretty girls which were decendents of sirens, half incubus maybe, and used to play the Damsel in Distress role to get men to help them and then suck their souls during sex.

He knew it wasn't real you know, but he chuckled softly because damn that would be cool to see but not to experience.

Anyway, he went back to real world, she probably was just a normal drunk girl.

Jungkook sniffled and returned to his own. Now it would be much more embarrassing to cry like a baby, because there was another person now even though she seemed as lost in her own world as he was, but she was certainly happier than him with her little red dress and Christmas songs.

Where the hell was she coming from?

But the most important thing was: could she know how to get home? It was dangerous to walk alone so late and even more so in that drunk state.

He had a moment's hesitation, wondering if he should ask her if she had someone to call and ask them to come for her, but it vanished when he remembered all those times he had wanted to help someone and had ended up exploding in his face, due to his appearance.

Gosh, it had been so embarrassing. His social anxiety was having a party in all those times.

Jungkook was sure that being green and saying "I come to conquer your world foolish humans" would be more accepted than being a guy with tattoos in Seoul.

Ugh, society was crap. So Christmas-dress-girl could cope alone, Jungkook wouldn't get involved.

And he was very determined to do so, until he felt a body sticking to his like a tick and arms curled into his, while a head rested on his shoulder.

A strong smell of alcohol mixed with a sweet perfume that seemed to be vanilla came to his sensitized nose, surrounding him whole.

He froze.

What the hell?

"Heeeey~" the girl, Christmas-dress-girl (it's not like there was another there, Jungkook), hummed with a strange accent and words dragged because of the alcohol going through her veins. "I hope you don't mind me leaning on your shoulder, I'm cold"

And she nuzzled his arm with her face like a cat.

What?

"I hope you're not a rapist because this will end very badly, HAHA," she said very loud and patted his thigh, making him jump, startled.

A what?

Him?

She had just smack his thigh?

Jungkook didn't want to feel attacked, you know, but if she had smack a few inches higher, she would have reached his parts and that officially would have been personal.

But he did feel invaded, he wasn't even used to being touched by his friends (except for Jimin Hyung, that guy was like a human koala) and now he wasn't just being embraced by a strange but also smacked. That was definitely invasion of private property.