Chapter 33 • Pt. 1

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Why was he still nervous anyway? Less than three hours ago, Lisa was officially his, she said she loved him, they kissed so much that someone down there cried a few tears of happiness, but God he was as nervous like in all the first times they talked.

He was also excited because he couldn't believe it. What kind of virtual reality was this in which he, Jeon Jungkook, had the girl he loved in his arms? It was crazy.

But shit, it was real.

God, he wasn't ready for this, he needed a few minutes to prepare and assimilate this before combusting.

He had no more minutes after four hours of tattooing people and humming like a happy mother on a Sunday morning, anyway, because just then his phone rang and he jumped to grab it, not at all excited. Nope, casual, normal, chill.

GOD, IT WAS LISA.

Lisa

im down
going up now
the doorman is pretty cool

Yes, he had told him that she would come. It was embarrassing to think about because he was so excited when he said it that his voice came out weak.

The excitement filled him again, winning over his nerves and anxiety at knowing what she would think of all this, and he jumped inadvertently as he looked around.

God, Lisa was going to be in his place. God, God, THIS WAS CRAZY.

Did he look good?

He walked to the bathroom and looked at his hair, which looked the same as always, black, good cut, not too short, straight and shiny... his face did not look bad, throughout the day the traces of the hangover were gone and well, that moment in his studio also helped a lot to make him glow like Christmas lights in the middle of a snowstorm.

Fuck, he was so fucking happy.

And she finally knocked on the door.

GOD.

IT'S HAPPENING.

IT'S FINALLY HAPPENING.

OKAY OKAY.

JUNGKOOK CALM DOWN.

EVERYTHING WILL BE FINE, FRIEND, YOU ARE FINALLY AT THE END OF THE ROAD.

Well, the road to get the girl because the road to keep the girl started and he had no idea how he would do that, but if he failed he would die, for sure.

(a/n: aw dramatic like his author)

Lisa knocked on the door again.

SHIT, TRUE. LISA, THE DOOR, GOD, ASSIGNMENT, DRAWING.

"You won't have sex today, focus," he told himself, pointing to his reflection in the mirror.

And nop, his dick was still against it.

The door, Jungkook.

He took a deep breath to calm the excitement and headed for the door, not too fast, not too slow, nervous to the core.

Could he calm down?

No, he couldn't.

He took another deep breath and shook his fist while exhaling, hopping, like he was preparing for a run. Yeah, the run of facing the love of his life.

(a/n: phew romantic. did you see that? POETRY)

He opened the door and found her, same clothes from a few hours ago, just as beautiful and she smiled at him and he smiled at her and it was damn beautiful ...

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