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Chapter 28

But this was only going to last until Sunday, her parents would return to Thailand after the Van Gogh exhibition and she would finally be free to sit on the couch wearing an old shirt to binge on fast and greasy food until she covered up all the pain and the torture she had suffered during the week.

Shit, even living with Chaeyoung had become insufferable.

Lisa had no idea what the hell was going through Jungkook's mind but suddenly all he was doing was chasing after her and avoiding Chaeyoung. Was this some strategy to make his beloved jealous or what the fuck? Did he have no idea what was causing it? Because of him and the fucking cake, now she had to endure harsh looks from her best friend.

Chaeyoung looked at her as if she had murdered her entire family, her dog, and her fish.

And did Lisa learn anything from that? Noooooo, the good lady ground against him all night like a bitch in heat.

She was a fool, a damn fool, and a bad friend.

Fucking Jeon Jungkook.

FUCKING JEON JUNGKOOK.

WHY DID HE SUDDENLY DRESS LIKE THIS? WAS IT TOO MUCH TO ASK A LITTLE COMPASSION FOR HER ALTERED HORMONES OF A CAT IN HEAT?

Jungkook had been a damn nightmare all week.

On Tuesday he came looking like a damn blow to her pussy, the kind of blow that goes inside and hits a G-spot. He had an enviable waist but who the hell cared about his waist when he had that magnificent back and that juicy and hard ass accompanied by legs as long as muscular; Seeing him climb a ladder was like watching the blonde run in slow motion in 2000 movies.

The cut in his lip was a small detail, Jungkook thought it looked like herpes, Lisa thought it was like a hot bad boy's wound after a fight for her honor. Gosh, she fantasized a little bit about bitting it, which was kinda sadistic because it was going to cause him pain... and make him moan.

Three girls forgot to work that day just to look at him and Lisa rolled her eyes, pffff, they would never touch a hair of that man if Lisa could stop them. The hot boy was for the one who loved the otaku in him.

BUT THEN, he asked her for help and Lisa tried... she really tried to be decent and refuse but he gave her a chocomilk, HOW SHE WAS GOING TO REJECT A CHOCOMILK BOUGHT ONLY FOR HER WHILE THINKING OF HER. She shed a tear or two.

The night was fun, he really had real questions about photography and Lisa didn't know how or when but they ended up talking about silly things. Jungkook was much bolder via texts, kinda flirty but she wasn't ready for that conversation.

Wednesday, O Lord, ON WEDNESDAY HE HUGGED HER. HE TOUCHED HER HAIR, HE TOLD HER THAT IT WAS PRETTY, HE SHOWERED HER IN PAINT AND THEN HE GAVE HER HIS T-SHIRT. Too much information for her heart, the machine room had a red siren and emergency lights shinning; she almost died for God's sake.

His shirt smelled of Jungkook, like being in the morning in a hug that she would want to have between the sheets in his Mrs bed... not that she knew how that smelled but she trusted the words on her shirt.

(a/n: what are your opinions girls?

Mrs bed: i don't wanna

Mrs shirt: do I have to be present in that fantasy? Cum is hard to wash off..

Sheets: NO SHIT SHERLOCK TELL ME ABOUT IT)

She enjoyed it as much as she could because she had to take it out and hide it as soon as she got home, she didn't want any more drama with her best friend. She hadn't returned it to Jungkook though.