Lisa's POV "Ahmm, what?" I greeted as I opened my eyes, annoyance can be heard in my tone as I answer Jungkook's video call. "Sorry, did I wake you up?" he asked worriedly and I pouted before turning around from lying face front on my pillow. "You think?" I rolled my eyes at him which earned a chuckle from the guy. For days, Jungkook had been regularly sending me messages and video calling me using a different phone. He didn't say why and I didn't bother asking. Plus, we always bicker whenever we talk with each other, which ends our conversation to be shorter. To be honest, I still don't understand why he kept on calling me when all we do was fight over small things. The fact that he didn't told me that they have a concert pissed me off a little. I put some effort in baking some cookies for him when I found out that Chaeyoung will bring them food. My hands got blisters only to see photos of them doing a runway show at the airport. And then we had another fight. One time, he told me to stop sitting like a guy. I mean, I sit like a guy and I do it unconsciously. However, I understand what he meant since he saw a footage of me doing it while wearing a dress. I ended up getting really pissed about it so I dropped the call. I thought he will not be contacting me again after but not two hours had passed and he called me again, his tone doesn't even show any hint of us fighting before. The inner me felt bad about my actions and the amount of teasing that I got was unbearable after I said sorry. "Why are you calling in the middle of the night?" I huffed and I saw him pouting and though my consciousness isn't even close to normal sanity, my heart did a somersault when I noticed how handsome he looked on his plaid polo shirt, his face adorned with makeup and his face dripping from sweat. "Did you just had a concert?" I mumbled. I sat straight on my bed and squinted my eyes until I was used to the light radiating through my phone. Instead of answering, a lopsided grin formed on his lips which made me bite my lower lip. My eyes focused on his eyes which for some reason, seems different than how it used to be. The glint in his eyes is playful, mischievous, yet sincerity mask all over it. Oh God, he looks so hot. After the incident last time, I woke up, my bed free from his presence. No matter how much I deny it, I felt sad about the fact that he left without saying a word especially after we exchanged "I Miss You's" with each other. Now I am confused what relationship we have. The constant bickering with each other was still present but somehow, I feel like we suddenly had this understanding. Or was it only on my end? "Lisa..." he whisper-shouted, his bunny teeth fully showing and I had to grunt internally after my inside went frenzy. I'm feeli