۩ ۱ J𝘂𝗻𝗴𝗸𝗼𝗼𝗸 ; 𝟢𝟣

Taking the cigarette from his lips, he continued to watch you as if he hadn't seen you before. He had known you since you were little. Even considering that he had barely turned 30, he knew your figure well enough to distinguish it from all his other clients.

"What are you doing back here? I told you to quit the drugs."

Jungkook said, his voice dry, as he leaned against his large oak desk.

"And besides, you promised you'd leave all this behind."

Approaching you, he ran one hand through your hair and the other across your face, squeezing your chubby cheeks firmly.

"But you came back here again. How much did you want to buy this time? Tell me."

You've been involved in this kind of thing since you were little. You abused your striking beauty to get the drugs you started using at a young age. You tried to make money in a place where you could only find vice and ruin, and you found him.

He fell in love with you from the first moment, seeing in you not only your physical appearance, but your melancholic soul that seemed to be lost.