(Like good children, we are all going to pretend we don't see the mask mid air at the corner of his eye.)

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Do 🚿your ⭐✨

Se* on the beach.

The sunset looked amazing by the beach and so did he. The golden sunrays lit the side of his face, a bewitching sight presented to my humane eyes. So handsome, and so unreal but yet so real. His orbs stare down at me in shock with a tinge of an unknown emotion. I felt my heart ache, as the rational thought came up again: he would never like me, like I like him.

But the heart wants what it wants.

Loud screams and hysterical shrieks broke our trance. I removed my hold from his collar and turned around to see the reason of this chaos. Huge bulky guys in their tight black coats with microphones and pocket guns.

The Youth was here.

I felt my insides flip flop imagining meeting them, who indirectly played a huge influence in my life. Long was forgotten my jealousy and long was forgotten Jungkook himself. Right now, all that mattered was my inner teenage fan, who would twerk or pop to any of their songs, be it depressing or jovial, in her bedroom wearing oversized clothes. I felt an adrenaline rush through me thinking of seeing up so close. I didn't know I was grinning like a maniac until I felt my cheeks hurt.

Oh and did I mention the speciality of their concerts? It was always masquerade. We were all handed individual masquerades which were all identical. So basically no one could recognise each other, given the fact that darkness had dominated the sky by now. I admired the beautifully crafted masque, majestically designed it held power in itself. Since my teens, it had been a craze to even touch one of these arts. And now, I feel prouder than ever.

I didn't keep track of anyone around me. The guards escorted us all to the stage. Thankfully I had got the corner area, right from where they would enter. Around me, all I could spot were crazy women just like me, who would throw everything just for a mere performance by them.

That's the power they hold.

The crowd went crazy with the chants, "we fight, we reign." I found myself doing the same too. With fists up in air and slender bodies bumping against each other. Of course the men were crazy too, but as always women had their own thing with voices.

The energy was wild even before they stepped on the stage. Wild enough to have a wig hit the back of my head.

Finally the kings made their appearance in black cloaks. This was the most powerful and darkest era, called the fake love era. Though I didn't really understand the meanings of the lyrics back then, and I admit I did twerk to this many times in a happy mood, but now when I think, I know. It's all fake love.

The stage lights were dimmed according to the mood. As they moved towards the centre of the stage, so was I pushed towards the centre of the crowd as well, till I reached the very corner of the ramp, directly in front of them.

The blinding lights shone right in front of me, as they welcomed the members. Suddenly they all toned down. And so started the performance.

And for sure I lost my sanity as well. Screaming every word at the top of my voice, not caring about people around me, because even they were doing the same as me. I had almost collapsed when one of the members, namely Christian blew a kiss at me.

Ah. My hearteu.

They were all changed into casual beach outfits, making them look altogether so hot and sexy.

Maybe they sang for an hour, or more. I would never know. I was sweating like hell at the moment but my adrenal glands were at their best. I still was as energetic as new, full of enthusiasm, while singing and rapping and even dancing each and everything in perfect detail.

Yeah call me crazy but they were literal Gods.

I rapped every syllable of Tear with extreme energy and strength. I might have even hit someone in the eye maybe. But well, no one cared.

Surprisingly, wine was also available. Only for the first row because it wasn't physically plausible for them to squeeze their way through this bunch of crazed people and not spill wine on anyone.

Ten songs were probably performed by now (out of which I was only updated with four of them; others were the recent ones which I had lost track of). But the stamina still remained the same in everyone. Till the point I saw a bra on the stage. Right in front of my eyes. Yeah. That's the big dick energy ladies and gentlemen.

Thankfully the staff were fast enough to remove the irrelevant thing and saved the members disrespect.

The wine was kicking in fast in my system. I had already loosened up a lot, but the extra wine just replenished my 'I don't care' attitude.

The music suddenly shifted to a sensual one. The one which made you feel so many emotions all at the same time.

House of cards.

That's my jam.

With my hands in the air, I skillfully roll my hips in rhythm. I felt my dress lift up along and maybe show the lining of my innerwear. The beat and my hip jerks matched well with each other. My inner dancer had come alive and was in full display for all. The song wasn't exactly a sensual one, rather it had a deep meaning.

Insecure again, Dangerous again
So bad, why us...

I saw their main vocalist, namely Juanpito walk slowly while singing his heart out. He had an angelic voice, one that could soothe you till you sleep, also the one that could rap syllables as fast as a machine gun. Lovingly called as the Golden Boy. He had white shirt on, which stuck to his body revealing his rock hard abs and torso to the public. I was personally liked him more, because, he was the same age as mine; fantasies with him seemed more real to me.

As I was staring at him while moving my body along to his lyrics, he met my gaze. With his loving smile, he bent down with his hands stretched out to mine. I looked at him shocked until I heard the loud screams of 'go go!' from the public around. Taking his hand, he pulled me on the stage. One hand holding the mic while the other snaked around my waist, I would say I felt my long time prayers were finally answered today.

Who knew I would stand right in front of Juanpito whilst he sang in his sexy voice.

If it were my normal self, I would have cowered back in shyness. But it was the alcohol in my system which made me bold enough to stick to him and follow his lead.

Even if you already knew,
We couldn't stop falling
No way, no way, no way...

With a swift move, I was dipped down, my back arching in the process. I felt his breath on the chest whilst he picked me back up. He pulled me up and turned me around till my back hit his chest and his face pushed into the crook of my neck. Twirling me out he pulled me in with his hand resting on my thigh, causing my dress to flow down, revealing my legs for all in full display. I opened my eyes to stare at him.

And all I saw was...Jungkook.

A house made of cards.
And us inside.
Even if I see the end
Even if I know it'll collapse

My hands rested on his sweat covered chest, itching to trace down to his sculpted abs. Jungkook's face looked down at me with a smile. Taking my hands he pushed me out and pulled me in again, whilst we turned around. He twirled me around with my fingers wrapped around his index finger. He pulled me in back to his chest with my hand tracing his jawline whilst his lips teasing my skin, curving into a smirk. He dipped me again, our eyes never leaving each other's. I held onto his biceps while arching myself into the dip.

Painstakingly slow, he pulled me back up, my hands now resting on his torso whilst his on my waist, pulling me closer. I could feel my heart rate increases erratically at the close proximity between our lips. My eyes flickered down to his plump ones while his eyes darkened as he eyed mine.

He then held a mic near his mouth, his eyes never leaving mine as he sang.

A house made of cards.
And stupid me.
Even if it's a useless dream.
Just stay a little longer like this.

I broke out of my trance when I see Juanpito grinning down at me and the crowd maniacally cheer upon us. I blink once and twice, until I realised that all this while, I was imagining Juanpito to be Jungkook. I awkwardly disentangled myself from him and bowed in respect. He did the same and so did the other members, who gave me kind and friendly smiles.

They soon got off the stage as the lights dimmed off, giving a break for the audience and the members themselves. I felt myself a bit light headed because of the alcohol they served. I had a high tolerance but, well, I was tired as well. Nonetheless, I staggered behind them, which they didn't really seem to mind. I saw Christian and Hope talking among themselves and laughing out loud. I smiled to myself. They still had the same smiles, the sunshine kind of smile.

The members dispersed to their respective rooms for changing, and I was left alone with Juanpito. Maybe I should leave too.

"Who may you be ulzzang?" Juanpito asked me as he gulped down the half litre water in one go. He must be really tired.

I felt heat rush up to my cheeks as he complimented me. I was not new to compliments, but it's different when it comes from someone you have admired the half of your life. I nervously adjust my masque which thankfully hid my blush and smirked at him.

"Someone you might like a little too much."

Juanpito seemed taken aback with my comment. So was I, swear it was the alcohol. His lips curved into a smirk as he stepped closer to me.

"I think I do, ulzzang." He stood directly in front of me. I noticed his hands rise up to my face. None of us broke the stare, ignoring the fact that underneath the mask I was a blushing mess. His fingers touched the brim of my masque and he was just about to pull it off. Until the loud cheering of the crowd could be heard.

The door had opened and so entered the very person in my fantasies.

Jungkook.

Juanpito distanced himself from me as he saw that we had company. I stared at Jungkook, who didn't forget to glare at me before looking at Juanpito. I frowned at him. What's with his glare?

"Oh we have company I guess." Juanpito broke the silence. Jungkook adjusted his masque and broke out into a grin.

"I'm upset that you don't remember me." He removed his masque and displayed his beautiful face in full display for him. I glanced at Juanpito whose eyes widened in realisation.

"Jk?" They immediately engulfed each other into a manly hug, slapping each other's back. "After years bro. How's life?" Juanpito pulled away and enquired him.

I frowned and looked between the two of them. What the fuck just happened here?

"Just going with the flow. We really didn't have time to meet after college, did we?" Jungkook answered my unsounded question indirectly. I nodded internally in realisation. Wow.

They then continued chatting about how their life had been going on, and how they missed each other. Honestly I thought only girls did that. I decided to leave them into their own world and walked out adjusting my masque as I walked out the backdoor, unknown to them since they were too engrossed jn catching up on each other. The only thing I might regret was not taking their autograph,but well, maybe all in good time. I didn't know I had come out the wrong way, until I saw how deserted this area looked. Only a few couples who needed their own personal time were there, clicking polaroid pictures by the night beach in romantic poses.

I caught a waiter pass by with a tray having only one drink, which looked like an orange or cranberry juice. Thinking that I might need one to remain sober, I signalled the waiter to come here. Taking the drink, I took one swing of the drink and almost coughed it out as it burnt against my throat. But honestly, it felt good. I don't know why, but it felt...relaxing.

"What's this?" I questioned him as I took another swing. The waiter was cute truthfully speaking. He had dimples which sprung out prominent as he smirked, not forgetting to trace my body with his eyes.

"Lovingly named, sex on the beach. You in?" He licked his lower lip, trying to appear hot, but miserably failing according to me.

"Just bring me a another glass of this. Then fuck off." I walk away from him and continue drinking the cocktail. It had vodka, with other fruit juices in it. I felt myself slightly sway and stumble on my own foot.

Not bad of course. Just that, I am weak for vodka.

I slowly sipped on the cocktail, as I watch the majestic waves trample over each other and tumble and rumble as they wash the shore. The sea breeze was cool as it blew past me, brushing my hair past my shoulders. The breeze did a great job in allowing my dress to flow through. It wasn't very cold or freezing. It was just, perfect kind. With a last gulp, I finished the cocktail. And by now, I felt myself little more light headed than before.

Vodka for sure is my weak point.

"Here's your drink." The same guy had come back with numerous other interesting drinks too. I didn't know drinks were interesting until now. I sway my hips and walk slowly towards him, trying not to stumble on my own foot. "Ooh! What's that?" I point at a pink coloured cocktail shot. "Corona Raspberry. It's in great demand today."

I take one shot and gulp it down in one go. Somehow, I was disappointed. It was all raspberry. No fun like vodka. Uh huh.

I made a face and kept the empty shot glass back on the tray. "That's all fruit. How is it in great demand?"

"Uh no, it's basically corona, but we'll, after having vodka nothing suits well." He clarified my doubt, while showing off his dimples.

"Yeah but-"

"Where the frick were all this while?" A gentleman gripped my arm tight while turning me around and pulling me towards him. I looked up and met the same glare I was questioning a few while ago, sans masque this time, displaying his full face to me.

"Jungkook..." I sigh as I stare at the masterpiece himself standing in front of me, with me in his arms. His hair looked messy and were all over his forehead. I sip on the cocktail in my hand while continuing staring at him. His eyes travelled down to the drink. He suddenly leaned in closer to my face, my lips parted as he did so. He frowned while looking down at me.

Then he took my precious drink from my hand forcibly and kept it back on the waiter's tray and jerked his head to show him off. The cute waiter scurried away in silence to the opposite direction. That's when I realised that we were literally alone here.

"Why were you drinking?" He looked at me with concern glimmering his eyes.

"I, I wasn't. That cuti-e gave me something called sex on the beach and honestly I am shocked I had never tasted such a good cocktail." I sigh and bring my hand which was supposedly to hold the glass, but then I remembered that the gentleman in front of me took it away. I frown while looking at him. "Now you snatched it from me."

"Gosh you sound drunk you know." He commented as he loosened his grip from me and ran his fingers through his hair.

I am not drunk. If I were, you wouldn't be clothed.

I waved my hands in the air as a no in reply. "Nah nah. It's just, the vodka is getting friendly with my system. Don't worry, it won't take long. Now that you took it away from me." I stepped back from him as soon as I felt a gust of wind blow past my face. I turned around to face the rippling waves of the beach, the night sky shone upon by the tiny budded stars reflected on it creating another dimension. The masque itched my cheeks. Irritated I removed it from my face and threw it away somewhere on the sand.

Jungkook stood beside me while admiring the scenery in front of us. "You sound crazy." He said looking straight into the horizon.

"Yeah, vodka does that to you." I vaguely answered while shifting my weight from my heels to my toes and back.

"Was it the vodka too that made you to do that on stage?" He snapped at me.

I frowned while looking down at my dress. "I am fully clothed."

He let out an irritated sigh as he turned his head away while clenching his jaw.

"Why did you even dance with him?" He snapped his head to look at me.

"What's the problem even?" I shrugged my shoulders.

"Men were literally drooling at the sight of your be- bare legs."

"Nothing new. They would drool at anything with bööbs and väginä." I stated.

"You sound like you wanted it." He said in a normal tone, not knowing what it did to me. I didn't look at him. Nor did I say anything to him. Because if I did, I am sure my voice would have cracked. My throat burnt and my eyes stung wanting to release the tears pooling at the brim of my eyes. I blinked them away and looked straight ahead into the expanse of the vast sea. Faint sounds could be heard from a distance; the concert was still on. Other than that, the sound of the waves overlapping each other and the quiet rumbling of the still water as the breeze teased it could be heard.

If I was drunk, I wouldn't have taken it to my mind to this extent. But I wasn't, I was fully sober.

"I...didn't-" I held up my hand for him to stop whatever he was about to say.

After a few moments of silence, I gained back control of my emotions. I look at him with a smile. He frowned confused by my sudden shift.

"You sound affected by me dancing with Juan." I saw his eyes widen for a split second but he was quick to hide it.

"Why would I be?" I saw him shift his weight from his left to his right, while he put his hands inside his pockets.

"I don't know. Maybe you wanted to be in his place?" I say further. Though mentally, he was already in Juan's place even before I had realised.

"You're drunk." He looked away from me.

I laughed out loud and stumbled back on my own foot. "Yeah, yeah right." I wish I really was. Jungkook glanced at me shortly.

"Anyways, you and Juan were friends?" I gained back my balance.

"Yeah. We met in a café." He vaguely answered.

And the alcohol decided to work it's magic.

"Aww. That's so romantic." I clasped my hands and sighed dreamily. Jungkook looked at me with a 'what the hell' look, which I honestly didn't care about. "Tell me more. Did y'all kiss at your first date?" I batted my eyelashes at him and pouted my lips out while pointing both of my index fingers towards each other.

"We are both straight." He pointed out.

I gave him a serious look. "Juan sure is, I don't know about you."

Right now, words flew out of my lips without any filter or control. It's the vodka baby.

"What's wrong about me?" He turned his body to face me and pulled his hands out of his pockets. Nothing's wrong baby. That's the point.

"Even Juan addressed me as a ulzzang. And you, well, you always have seen better than me." I walk towards the shore where the low tides hit the land.

Jungkook's eyes hardened for a moment. "That doesn't make him more of a man."

I laughed and waved my hand. "Of course not. Of course not." I smiled as the  waves washed my feet. I peeped through my hair at Jungkook who seemed to be lost in his own dreamland. Just like he came in and washed my heart with the feeling I had sworn not to feel again, love.

I crouch down on my knees and draw circles on the water. Ripples formed and reformed, going away and coming closer but never apart from each other. This is how strong their bond is. The twinkling stars looked further more beautiful than ever as the ripples reached to touch them. Shying away, they would come back to me, while I encourage them to go back to their light.

I stood up on my feet, till my knees were submerged. I looked around for any presence. But there was no one. I walked more and more closer till my thighs were engulfed into the water.

An impulsive thought invaded my mind.
I want to take a dip here.

As much as irrational or unsafe it might sound, given the fact I hadn't really had good practice with swimming, I had made up my mind to take a dip here. Without clothes.

I reached the hem of my dress and with a swift move, I took it off. The shore wasn't far away, so I threw the dress off somewhere there. I immersed myself till my shoulders. I closed my eyes feeling relaxed. It was all peaceful for a moment until I heard him shout.

"What are you doing?" I heard frantic footsteps behind me. Ignoring him, I continued moving in deeper into the water and till it reached my hair. Closing my eyes, I felt the pleasure of the water soaking into my skin. It was cold but refreshing. I dipped in a bit deeper till I was entirely underneath.

Numb.
That was all I felt.
The water braced me, making me feel alive but numb.

Numb to everything but feeling better than ever.

Feeling the need for breath, I came up on the surface, my hair flipped behind because of the force. I brushed my hair behind while my lips parted for breath. Tilting my head back, I jerked off the excess of water from my hair. Opening my eyes, I looked at Jungkook who's lips were parted as if he had halted while saying something.

I swam in a bit closer, till the water was till my shoulders. I smiled at him who looked at me worried.

"Are you alright? What do you think you're doing right now?"

I simply smiled at him. With a flick of fingers, the water sprinkled on him. He closed his eyes and clenched his jaw. Amused I laughed again.

I don't know the last time I had ever laughed like this. I was officially a maniac.

"What's got into you?" He enquired, while standing up.

I just shrug and drift off to my right. "Why don't you join me too?" I say with a hopeful smile.

He looked away. "I ain't interested."

I drift to the other side. "You ain't interested, or you...scared?" I laughed again.

"I'm not scared of it." He snapped at me. "And you should come up right now. It's getting colder now. I don't want to handle a sick woman with me."

Ouch. He didn't complain much when he had Eva to handle.

"You sure about that? C'mon you can come in. Mama will help you baby boy." I urge him more, teasing him with my smirk.

He didn't say anything. But his clenched jaw assured me that he was triggered. I looked away from him and swim towards the other direction.

"Otherwise it's okay baby boy. You stay there while..." I pause when I hear shuffling and a quiet splash. I whirl around to look at the source. But there was no one.

Not even Jungkook.

I swam a little closer to the shore and looked on the either directions. No sign of him.

As I was about to go closer to the shore, I let out a yelp as I felt my ankle being pulled. I tried to push whatever was trying to do that, but the source was stronger and I was pulled into the water. The force of the water forced me to close my eyes from the sudden impulse. I flailed my hands randomly in all directions to try to get rid of the force and also breathe. I could feel the salt water enter my nose and burn at my throat. I was loosing breath when suddenly,  I was yanked into a hard frame and pressed against it.

With a loud gasp, I lower my head let out a series of coughs, as soon as I got my much needed oxygen. My lips were parted as my chest heaved up and down heavily. I open my eyes and slowly traced the entity in front of me.

Bare arms with water droplets rolling down the length of the well built biceps, collarbones prominent under the moon light as water trailed down to the bare torso crafted so perfectly, making the greatest of the architects shy away from it. Slowly tracing my eyes through the long neck upto his jawline, sharpened so well to cut through a cold heart and fill it up with colours again just like he did to mine, though oblivious. His fuller lower lip which I remember tugging on wanting for more, but he seeing right through my desperation and saying things which look apparently right but hurt so bad. His innocently shaped doe eyes which can soften into that of a soft bunny but also harden enough to scare off every bad evil.

His mere presence would light my world like no body else. His absence would hurt more than thorns poked into my skin. But his commitment to someone else for whom he could go against the world, just added to as a venomous snake constantly poking right at the same wound again and again and again.

Fate plays beautiful games with me, doesn't it?

I look into his orbs which contained a mischievous glint, his lips curved up into a smirk.

"Didn't I tell you to beware.." I was overly conscious of his strong bare arms wrapped possessively around my waist. "..the next time you call me that shit?"

I manage to steady my breathing rate, but unfortunately my heart had other plans. It went on an exponential rise to the point, I was sure he could hear it as loud and clear as me.

"I..." I took a deep breath, inhaling and exhaling. "I...could've died." I exhaled again harshly. I might have exaggerated that a bit, but that's what it felt like when I was underwater. I honestly haven't have had much experience with swimming. It was just something I learnt long back when I was a toddler. After years, this is the first time I stepped into the blues again.

I placed my hands on his hands to remove them from me. Not because I didn't like it, but because I needed oxygen to live. I pulled myself away from him, rather reluctantly, turned the other way to breathe in.

"Oh sh..shit..I am sorry. Are you o-okay?" I heard Jungkook stutter as he reached beside me. I inhaled and exhaled a few times until I could feel normal. Thankfully I hadn't drunk much. I don't even want to think what could've happened, otherwise.

Jungkook stayed beside me, but didn't say anything more. Rather he remained quiet and simply stared at me. I could almost feel the regret and concern overflowing from his eyes. And that made me guilty somehow.

I can't stand him being sad because of me.

I turned around and looked at him with a smile. "Fit and fine as ever." And with that, I splashed water with both of my hands to him and drifted backwards.

He jerked his head away at the sudden impact. But when he looked at me again, a dangerous look passed his eyes. "You called for it." I caught his hands gathering a huge amount of water in his large hands. Immediately, I drifted backwards, but he was agile enough to drench me before I could.

I shook my head to get rid of the excess water and gathered a larger amount to splash at him. He started swimming backwards, but I wasn't backing off. Haphazardly moving to him, I drenched him fully, right from his hair. "Game's on." I swiftly moved back from him, before he could gain control of his senses.

And so the war continued. Sometimes he was winning, sometimes I was winning. But most of all, we were having fun. I admired how his eyes crinkled as he laughed on me, his bunny grin on full display lightening up my world with dazzling lights. I enjoyed how he looked so defeated when I was literally bathing him with my splashes. I laughed so hard when he tried to look cool by doing a backflip but ended up suffocated. We were fully drenched and atleast, I didn't regret it one bit.

Right now, he was shaking his head, drying to remove off the excess of water. And I merely stared at him doing so. No matter what, he would always look so good in my eyes. He swept back his hair, revealing his forehead which only added up to his hot-ness. I hadn't realised that I was drifted off towards the deeper side, until I felt water fill up my nose.

"Mnf-" I gasped out, as I lost my balance. I flailed my hands, trying to steady myself, but this, needed swimming skills, which I lacked at the moment.

"Ivy!" I heard Jungkook yell, as the water reached my ears. I moved my legs rapidly to keep myself afloat and managed to move my hands in accordance too. I was able to move away by an inch from the deeper side.

As I was doing so, Jungkook managed to reach my side and yank me towards his chest holding me by my shoulders. He checked out my body for once before looking at me with a pissed off expression.

"Are you crazy?" He raised his voice at me. I cowered back and lowered my head.

"It was just an accident. Nothing serious." I coughed again.

Tell me again why did I think taking a dip was a good idea.

"Do I always have to look out for you, like a fucking toddler you are? Do you think I always have to handle your antiques?"

I looked up to meet his pissed ones.

"You don't complain when it's about others. Why is it that you are always so worked up whenever it's me?" I shook off his hands from my shoulder, causing my left strap to slide down a bit.

"And No. You don't have to handle me. I'm fine." I drifted away from him, repeating his exact words. I turn away from him to move closer to the shore. "I didn't know I was that bad for you." I mumble to myself, not really expecting him to hear.

I felt the water grow colder, or maybe the breeze that brushed past me was cooler than before. But for sure, I was at loss of warmth. I sigh, am I really that trouble?

"You know, I didn't mean it literally." I heard Jungkook's honey voice whisper right near my ear. I felt his hand on my bra strap, as he slowly pulled it back to its place.

His hand snaked around my waist enclosing me into his arms and pulling me into his chest. I stared up at him shocked, while he looked down at me with an unreadable expression.

"It's just that, it's, it's just...it's because it's you."

And they never knew about a pair of sad eyes staring at them, feeling those strange emotions, which had surfaced back again.

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Don't y'all ever want to strangle me because of how boring I am?

Coz I want to strangle myself for sure.
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