WHAT THE HELL?

UNDER HER OWN ROOF?

(a/n: bambam's roof actually)

Lisa didn't think twice, the real Lisa inside her, the impulsive and determined bitch, jumped out of bed and cared little about just wearing just a huge Bambam T-shirt. She ran out of the room, her blonde messy bun bouncing with each confident step she took.

The small living room on the second floor was full of people, especially horny couples kissing and touching, reaching into places not at all suitable for the public eye. The smell of tobacco, alcohol and sweat was strong, the music booming like in a fucking club.

Lisa leaned on the stair railing, which was also crowded, and looked around for Jungkook although it wasn't difficult, he was the only idiot standing at the coffee table with two girls. His black hair shining under the lights of the crystal chandelier in the living room.

A current of relief ran through her body as she realized that he wasn't paying attention to the girls at all, just holding a bottle of beer while dancing between them.

Lady Gaga's Bad Romance started playing and Lisa frowned in confusion, what kind of gay bar was this now?

She wasn't complaining anyway.

(a/n: in honor of mommy gaga for her collab with the pinks, also for being a mf legend, go listen to the old bops loser)

(a/n: the song lyrics also fits this btw)

The coolest thing of all is that Jungkook knew the lyrics, she smirked softly because God he was really... amazing.

Then he dropped the empty beer bottle onto the carpet and started unbuttoning his shirt to the rhythm of the beginning of the song.

HOLD ON

WHAT

THE

HECK

WAS

JUNGKOOK

DOING

The girls next to him got down and joined the small group around him, to enjoy the show. He smiled seductively at them, even Lisa felt goosebumps bloom on her arms, sliding her gaze from his dark eyes to his long tattooed fingers unbuttoning his shirt slowly, he wasn't even showing skin yet but the hint that he would soon was hot.

And other girls were watching it too.

WITH WHAT RIGHTS?

Lisa ran downstairs, she had to get him out of there before he undressed in front of everyone. Maybe he didn't want to be right now, BUT HE WAS HER FUCKING MAN.

Jungkook swayed, throwing his head back as he continued his game, enjoying the music. His neck was visible, strong lines of muscle shining in gold.

Lisa had imagined him drunk many times but never expected this. Jungkook revealing his inner stripper was something... SOMETHING.

"LISA!!!!!" Momo screeched when she saw her and Jungkook turned fast as light, his clouded gaze quickly found her and he staggered across the table.

Lisa leaned forward terrified of him falling as if she could hold him if he did. Jungkook steadied himself and smirked, pointing at her.

"THIS IS FOR YOU, DOLL!" he dragged the words and closed his fist bringing it to his mouth. "You know that I want you," he began to slide the shirt down his arms while literally dancing, thick shoulders and biceps debuting for everyone's thirsty eyes. "And you know that I need you ... I want it bad, like your bad romance," and he tossed the shirt away, sweaty muscles and black ink at its best, wetting the panties of every present person in the room. The pic he posted on Instagram was nothing next to the real version.

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