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Chapter 31

Their lips parted, wet and swollen, and she opened her eyes just to see his deep dark orbs and remember his words.

...

He... He loved her?

Lisa was surprised, frozen. She stared at him, panting, he was also panting against her swollen lips. She got conscious of their position, his body on hers felt so correct and warm, new but familiar, giving her the desire to never want to let him go from her arms.

His dark eyes, bright as night, reminded her that he was drunk and at concentrating more on the situation, Lisa savored the taste of beer in her own mouth.

But, she somehow knew that what he said weren't drunk words, Jungkook really loved her.

She could see it now as she could see when they really kissed for the first time. Actually, he had that same look for so long and she could finally recognize it.

It was love, it was adoration, it was lust but also softness.

She grinned, sliding her fingers to his soft cheeks, and opened her mouth to confess the truth to him, though perhaps he would not remember. However, Jungkook rolled away from her, agitated, holding onto his hands, clearly not feeling romantic as she was.

"Jungkook?"

"I feel so bad"

Oh no, she recognized that tone, it was familiar, very familiar.

Lisa quickly got up, took his arm with a strength that not even she knew where she got it from, and dragged him into Bambam's huge white bathroom. Jungkook fell to his knees against the toilet and threw up.

(a/n: are we really surprised?)

God, it was terrible.

Lisa knelt beside him and stroked his bare back, trying to avoid the tempting sight of the golden muscles flexing.

"I'm so sorry, baby," she murmured in comfort and left him alone to fetch the bottle of water she had by the bed.

The cats had curled up against the windows overlooking the city, freeing the bed, and Lisa cocked her head, wondering for a few seconds if it was proof that Bambam was fucking a lot in the room and cats just were used to it.

When she returned to the bathroom, Jungkook had slid onto his butt, resting his back against the tub and letting his head fall back. He was sweaty and looked like a clear mess, Lisa smiled, her heart racing for that mess.

She flushed the toilet and grabbed a towel, then dipped a tip of it in cold water.

Slowly, she climbed onto his lap and sat on his strong thighs, happy that she hadn't been pushed or rejected. Her heart still had the fear of being coldly rejected again but it didn't happen and she got more confident.

"Jungkook, baby, take some water," she murmured to him, Jungkook didn't react and she decided not to force him, starting to run the wet towel over his face and neck. He had gotten a little dirty but she didn't mind because shit, she loved him so much. "Are you okay?" she asked when finished.

"Ye, you're zitting on my dick, Lisa, I'm more than okay," and he said that without looking at her.

She noticed that yes, indeed, she was sitting on his boner. That soldier was still hard, standing still, ready for the battle.

"I'm sorry," she slid back but didn't want to get off, she wanted to stay as close as she could on a whim, because she knew he would push her away if he were in his right mind... or maybe not.

She ran the wet towel back over his face, finally touching his soft, silky black hair with too much satisfaction, this time being conscious about it. She wanted to do that since she saw him the first time.