Novel & Cerita Jungkook Imagines

She bawled her eyes once when the kite was stuck on a tall tree. Jung Kook, who was merely a servant at that time climbed and took the kite for her. It was an embarrassing kite design, she always loved the color pink. It was a pink flamingo kite that she made with her father. Jung Kook is surprisingly close with Nene’s parents due to Nene sticking to Jung Kook like glue. “Why is your face red?” Jung Kook asked his mistress. “Do you have a fever?”.

But inside, his thoughts were feverish. He was already imagining the next time Lance would grab him. The next time those hands would tighten. The next time that darkness in Lance’s eyes would turn directly on him. And instead of fear— Jungwoo smiled wider. He couldn’t wait.

At Jung-Hoon's study room. Jungkook took a glance at the clock and sighed. "It's already late. I should take a rest now. "Said Jung-Hoon before standing up and leaving the study room. As he entered his bedroom Jung-Hoon smiled a little, remembering old memories of him and Syanja. "Why can't life be this easy for everybody?" He murmured to himself as he lay down on his bed and closed his eyes. He hoped that everything would be fine and normal again for them in the future.