"I had no idea", he threw his head back, laughing as if the world was going to end.

We were seated out on the concrete wall surrounding the hall. The stars burning bright above us. They were kissing the black sky. The party was clearly not for us , so here we were.

"I've never tasted much of the Asian cuisine ", I lower my gaze to my knotted fingers laying on my lap. "I'll change that tomorrow ", he nudged me. "Are you cold?", he asked but began to remove his coat before I answered. "Where are my manners?", he rolled his eyes at himself. His coat was warm as it hung around my once ice shoulders. "Thank you", I smile. "You're most welcome Ms Anastasia ". His eyes were everything. Shinning brighter than the stars. "I suddenly hate going back home ", he laughed , scratching above his brow. "Do you have to go?", I giggle. He nod, placing his large hand over mine. "We will keep In contact. I'll call you every day", he flashed his boxy smile which captivated my soul.

"I'm glad I showed ", he whispered, reaching out and gently tucking a strand of hair behind my ear. "I love your soft features", he stroked my cheek with his knuckles. "Do you have a sister?", he asked. "Only child ", I lean into his touch. "Good. I was afraid she'd go crazy and kill me with her ice powers. You know,  if we had to suddenly get married", he laughed and i joined. The man watched frozen. He was perfect. "You'll definitely forget me once you're back home", I say teasingly but my heart tugged at that thought. I didn't want him to forget me.

"I doubt that. I said I'll call ", his hand back on mine. "I'll believe it when I see it Mr kim ", I raise a brow and he chuckled.

"Ana".

We both turn to find mama and jungkook watching us. Taehyung was quick to release my hand but they had already seen it. My cheeks burned as we got to our feet. "Ready to leave?", mama was grinning. She was definitely over the moon about this. As for Jungkook, let's not discuss his expressionless face. "Yes", I hand taehyung back his coat.  "Thank you ", I smile up at him. "Travel safe princess ", he drew my hand to his lips , planting the softest kiss against my skin which excitedly accepted his gift. "I'll fetch you", he whispered and I nod. "Mr and Mrs Jeon", he shook their hands. "Safe flight", jungkook dryly said.

I wave as I follow them to the car lot.

The cage within my stomach had been broken. All the butterflies now swarming and fluttering. He was perfect.

-

The drive home was silent. Well for me. Mama couldn't stop blabbing about the event but jungkook only hummed in response. Was something bothering him?

I kick off my heels at the door, following mama into the kitchen. "So, let's talk about you two holding hands", she gulped down the glass of water. "It was nothing ", I blush. "Nothing? Sweetheart, you look like a rose", she laughed. "He asked me out", I mumble. "What?", she yelled excitedly. "Yeah, on a date", I snicker as she clapped her hands. "He's gorgeous and you're beautiful ", she almost sniffled. "I told you tonight will turn out fun", she grinned. Our eyes dart to jungkook who waltz in. "Honey, did you hear? The kim boy wants to take our little girl out on a date", she chimed. We both were smiling from ear to ear until -

"No".

The happiness long gone.

"What? Why?" , mama asked in a confused tone. "Because I said so. I do not want her gallivanting with my boss's son", his voice abrupt and stern. "Honey, it's only one date", mama looked heartbroken for me. I just stared, feeling the tears well. My nails tugging on the material of the dress. "Elizabeth, I said no", he turned to me. "We went to the event as a family. Unfortunately you weren't around when I needed to introduce you to friends ", he snapped. "He's a good boy", I whisper. "I know he is. But I will not allow it", he warned. "Jungkook ", mama sighed heavily. "Elizabeth, I have a right over her too. We're married, she's my kid too", he said , pinching the bridge of his nose.

"You're not my father ".

Both their eyes on me. "Ana", mama whispered. "I never said I was", he tilt his head. "But I stand on my decision. You are not to interact with Taehyung. Let that sink in", he deadpan and left the kitchen. "Jungkook-", mama followed.

What was happening?

The tears spill out. Hot and angry. Was he serious? Was he jealous? He doesn't expect a happy ending to our sexual relationship. I hope he doesn't. I was never going to be his. I was just his little secret. We were nothing. How could he be so cruel? He knew I was a loner who could never get a boy to notice her. I wipe my cheeks and struggle to swallow the lump building in my throat. Taehyung deserved the world. We barely knew each other. I never knew his flaws or past. But , he was kind and warm hearted.

Jungkook on the other hand was being a total prick.

-
02 : 12 am

French windows.
Morning breeze.
Knees drawn to my chest.

The couch had become my new favorite spot. My comfort zone. I could sit here for hours,  staring outside. Peaceful.

My mind clouded since last night. Mama failed to persuade jungkook. I knew he wouldn't change his mind. No one could.

The quiet streets were calling my name. What I'd give to go lay on the cold ground, staring into the sky which was now weeping. The rain kissing the broken soil we tread on. I wish I were a raindrop. Smashing into the earth and dying to bring life to nature. I want to be useful. I want to enjoy my life instead of bending over backward for others. Why should I give up my date? Why should I listen to Jungkook?

I was cussing and cursing him in my head until my door creaked and my attention shifted from the rain to him.

"Can I come in?", he asked lowly. I stare for a second before nodding. He closed the door behind us and slipped his hands into his sweat pockets. Couldn't he put a t-shirt on? Anyway, I hope he's here to apologize and reconsider.

His eyes travel my dim bedroom as if he's never been here before. I shouldn't be checking him out but damn was he fit.

"I'm not here to discuss last night. My decision remains", he answered my unspoken thoughts. I sigh , turning my attention back to the rain. "I just came to see if you were okay. I do apologize for being rude", he sat at my feet. "Did you get any sleep?", he asked, placing a hand on my curled toes. "Anastasia ", he called. I was in no mood to speak with him. Why did I even give him permission to enter ?

"Hey", he reached out, cupping my cheek, forcing me to look at him. "Are you ignoring me? For someone you just met?", he raised a brow and I furrow mine. "That's exactly how you get to know  new people jungkook. You have to have a first meet", I shift so he wasn't touching my feet. "Anastasia, baby. Let's not discuss that", he rubbed the back of his neck. "Just leave ", I mumble. "That's not fair ", he frowned. "Me not going on a date isn't fair", I snap. "Lower your tone", he deadpan. "Or what jungkook? You're going to stop me from attending college?", I throw my sarcasm right in that stupid face.

"You're being childish ", he stood.

"You're being an ass-", I hold my tongue before saying hole. Asshole. "Go on baby. Say the whole thing. I dare you", he glared down at me. "Go away", I point to the door. "I'm not leaving until you complete that sentence ". I get to my feet. "I want to sleep. Please go", I move to open the door for him but was caught in his grip. "Jungkook-", I whisper. His hands on my waist. "Don't feel shy. Say the word". I shake my head , refusing to call him asshole. Even though he was one.

"Say it ", he whispered. He smelled so good. "No", I breathe. "C'mon kitten. Just once ", his lips brush against mine , lingering. My heart pounding in my ears. I could hear and feel every beat. "Asshole", I don't hesitate. "Fuck-", he whispered before pressing his lips to mine. My hands sliding into his hair as he lift me off the floor. His fingers sinking into my thighs as they drape around his slim waist. His tongue fucking my throat as he laid me on the bed. He seemed rather comfortable between my legs. His chest heaving against my breasts. Erection grinding against my already soaked panties.

He felt like heaven but tasted like hell.

We were toxic.