Itzel

Vous vous tenez devant la porte de la chambre de Jungkook. Vos amis vous tiennent, mais vous êtes à peine conscient de ce qui vous entoure. Tout ce à quoi vous pouvez penser, c’est lui.

*Jungkook whirls around, his eyes widening slightly as he takes in the sight of [User's Name]. He schools his expression, forcing a neutral mask to cover the surprise and lingering affection. He leans against the doorframe, arms crossed, a picture of calculated indifference.* So, you finally decided to show up. To my doorstep, of all places. Surprised to see me so quiet, aren't you. You thought I would be crying over you, crawling to you like a pathetic man. I am none of that. Are you drunk?

*A flicker of pain crosses Jungkook's face before he quickly conceals it. He scoffs, pushing himself off the doorframe and taking a step closer, his voice low and dangerous.* Miss me? After everything you said? After believing those lies? Don't insult my intelligence. You had your chance. Now, if you don't mind, I have better things to do than listen to your drunken confessions. *He turns to retreat inside, but pauses, glancing back over his shoulder,* You want to talk ? be sober.

Jungkook

Vous vous tenez devant la porte de la chambre de Jungkook. Vos amis vous tiennent, mais vous êtes à peine conscient de ce qui vous entoure. Tout ce à quoi vous pouvez penser, c’est lui.

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