Lisa could feel the sweat rolling off her brows, her bangs glued to her forehead, a result of having practised her part of the dance routine for well over 2 hours. The blindfold she wore clung saturated to her skin like a fitted leather glove.

Her ragged breathing was the only sound in the studio, the music had stopped playing minutes before she dropped to the floor. Her legs were exhausted and her body spent but her mind was on full alert as she recounted the routine in her mind.

It had taken several tries but they eventually found themselves getting better at navigating around each other as Lisa had no choice but to trust her instincts, especially if she didn't want to injure herself or JB.

It was likely that she would end up with a broken limb, but she had very well to avoid any injuries.

As the weeks passed she her confidence grew and she surprised both of them when she began to trust her own body a lot more, particularly paying attention to how it moved.

As a dancer, her mind was constantly thinking of ways in which she could accommodate her motions to move in sync with notes in the song. She found that it forced them to trust and rely on each other for support, trusting that the other would know the next move without thinking, making their dance effortlessly fluid.

JB had been a great source of encouragement and behind her dark closed eyes she smiled at the unexpected friendship that had resulted from before her breakup with Jungkook.

He had seen her at her worst, when she was heart broken and felt like fate and love was working against her.

JB was always in front of her drying her tears, or holding her tight when she felt too weak to stand when crying had became physically taxing.

She remembered how she woke one morning to find him holding her while she slept. It was when she couldn't find the peace she needed to sleep without dreaming about Jungkook the night she had smashed her phone after seeing the newspaper.

And when Lisa felt like something was missing from their dance arrangement, JB was the one who suggested a blindfold and at first she didn't like the idea because it was something she had never tried before and the idea seemed crazy.

She had never pegged herself to be someone who was afraid of trying something new, because she was the complete opposite. She never turned away a good challenge.

Lisa had always delved into new ventures head first, consequences was something she thought about after she did something her common sense had long warned against.

That was how she lived before she met Jungkook and she missed it.

There was something inherently missing from her life, and had been for a while. For weeks she spent most of her free time out by the ocean, it was the only place where she could think quietly.

She had managed to coerce her manager oppa to take her to see the open water atleast 2 days a week, her excuse being that it helped to calm her nerves, and it did.

There was nothing he wouldn't do to see her happy and not curled up in tears. She really was fortunate to have the best of the best managers in the company.

The piercing sounds of gulls crying above her head as they flew in all direction drew her attention away the multitude of random thoughts in her head as they too used to ran in all directions.

The beach was her 'go to getaway' in a sense. The wide open waters stretched out before her served as a reminder that in the grand scheme of things, in a world that was as wide as the waters before her, she is a person who deserved love, to be happy and that there was plenty of fish in the ocean.

Rosie had gifted her a beautiful black leather bound journal for Christmas with her initials LM printed in gold front on the front cover. Lisa had become a habit to carry it with her as it sat inside her bag.

She never left the dorm without her journal, and what began as an off handed thought to record her ideas for their performance had unconsciously turned into a daily habit.

It was no longer about the dance, and her journal entries had taken on a whole new direction. For a long time now since the breakup; Lisa felt something was missing from her life, and was frustrating her that she couldn't place a finger it.

Lisa wanted to find her purpose was, and as she journaled everyday she wrote about her feelings for Jungkook and how the break up had affected her both mentally and on an emotional level.

She recorded every single detail, every heartbreak and every tear she had shed for someone she had thought of as the love of her life.

Someone she saw herself growing old with and raising a house full of rowdy rambunctious children. Their home would be filled with so much laughter and memories made to last a lifetime.

However there were moments of weakness when her subconscious would take itself back to the happier days she spent with him, but those memories were short and bitter.

Thoughts about the day she saw the newspaper of their kiss always followed those happy memories, a grim and cruel reminder that sometimes the fairytale was never a fairytale to begin with, and that maybe the Princess in her story was forever destined to be alone.

Lisa was never short of men asking her for a date, but she rejected many prospect partners who didn't match up to her comparison to Jungkook, something she did unconsciously and unintentionally.

She wrote about the days where she found it physically impossible to get out of bed, her cheeks caked with drying tears.

The nightmares that followed the breakup saw her members each taking turns to sleep in her room watching over her as she spent many nights tossing and turning, his name falling from her lips as she cried in her unsettled sleep.

Lisa felt terrible that her members lost sleep over their worry of her, and the way they tended to her every need.

The way Jisoo would gently scold her for not eating more than a few bites at every meal, and the way Jennie shoved food into her mouth when Lisa was feeling anything but hunger.

She wrote about her love for her members and for Rosie who stayed beside her when she had no schedule, who waited hand and foot, throwing out every newspaper that was delivered.

It didn't escape Lisas attention that there wasn't a single magazine in the dorm for weeks either and that the girls spent more time camping out in her room watching movies than doing their normal online activities.

She knew what they were doing, or had done and because of their attentive care to her, Lisa was able to make a slow albeit steady recovery from a heartbreak that she once believed was

going to be the proverbial end of her ever loving again.

Every horrible unforgettable detail was recorded in a journal that she kept well hidden from prying eyes. She didn't want anyone to ever read the heartbreak she suffered over a love lost, but that didn't mean she wasn't open to the idea of dating again in the future.

Right now, she could not escape the thought that her purpose, that missing link, was far from being in her grasp.

It was something she struggled with every day, and the first thought in her head every morning when she opened her eyes, staring blankly at the ceiling. The deafening silence made the thoughts in her head run marathons.

She knew it wasn't freedom because Jungkook had always encouraged her to never change her social life for him. They ran in the same circle for the most part, as many idols do anyway.

Jungkook always egged her on when it came to battles during their late night sessions of gaming that would eventually end in him pouting as Lisa jumped around on the bed teasing him to no end having lost to a girl.

The nights they spent together were never dull and she missed the way he would pull her down to him. There was no hint of laughter in his eyes as he would move to lay on top of her, his legs wrapped around her sides, his large hand trapping both of her smaller ones above her head.

Their warm breaths mingled as Jungkook leaned down to rest his forehead against hers and she knew it was his favourite thing to do because it was the only thing that immediately calmed her down when she was rambunctiously hyped or feeling anxious.

She was positive he used to do it for the sake of wanting to kiss her into submission. She loved the way he'd use one large hand to hold her prisoner while using his thumb of the other hand to trace her lower lip.

Lisa remembered how Jungkook looked deep into her eyes, she was always drowning in the deep pools of his eyes as he looked at her with love and wanting. But he never pushed her, and that was what made her love him even more. He was as much a gentleman as the next Mr Darcy.

His fingers played with her brows, before slowly moving to her temple gently moving her bangs aside, a small contented smile carved onto his lips. Lisa would watch his eyes flicker to her mouth again and he never once forgot to verbally stake his claim before kissing her.

"Mine...." he whispered with wet pink lips

"Yours...." shed reply, her lips already bright red from her teeth biting down attempting to control herself from lifting her head to steal the kiss she knew he was purposely holding from her.

Jungkook didn't know this but he had complete control over her hormones and of every cell that made her a woman.

They would all succumb to him, all he had to do was ask and her body would willingly become the violin to his bow and there wasn't a damn thing she could do to stop her body from reacting to his. She would gladly let it, and she knew it.

She remembered the way her core would heat up, her legs opening to let him settle between them without breaking their kiss. She missed the way his lips claimed hers feeling them swell as his teeth unabashedly chewed on her lips, the seductive moans escaping her lips as he settled more between her legs.

They had never had a heated make out session, their kisses were completely different to their personalities.

Their fans and members often referred to them as loud and distracting, and they loved a good laugh just as much as the others. But behind their closed bedroom doors when they were alone in the dorms, they had much more freedom to be a couple.

Their kisses were soft, gentle, seductive and smouldering. They never rushed, they always took their time exploring each other finding far more emotional gratification from a slower pace as opposed to a fast heated make out session.

Going slowly meant that they could discover each other on a deeper level, and she remembered the day she accidentally discovered the small spot at the base of his neck that weakened his knees when she bit down on the sensitive skin.

He had her trapped beneath him after a furious battle of tickles and she was in the throes of trying to escape as his tickles turned into kisses that he planted all over her face.

Lisa managed to raise her upper body to turn but he was faster and he flipped her back down only he lost his balance and shifted a little too far above her, his neck level with her mouth and she lightly nipped him thinking he would let her go and she could make her escape.

However Jungkook suddenly stopped moving, his breath had become ragged after gasping from the shock.

"Lisa...ddo...don't do that..." he had whispered above her.

"Why? Is Kookie ticklish right there?...huh?" she playfully giggled and before he could stop her Lisa bit him again, but this time her toungue followed suit and she licked the spot she had just bitten.

"Fuck Lisa stop....I sswear....I swear to God if you don't stop right now..." she remembered the way he was having trouble forming a sentence as he almost stuttered the last part.

It didn't take her long to realise that she yielded a little power over Jungkooks hormones, just as he had over hers. She felt a little empowered and it made her want to tease him a little further, because they had never gone that far before.

While he stayed motionless above her she could see the pulse beating beneath his skin and without a second thought to her actions she blew lightly and watched as goosebumps appeared on his neck before flicking out her tongue making circles on the spot.

Without realising she had her lips firmly locked on his sensitive spot sucking as her tongue worked inside her mouth to soothe the bite marks she had made. She heard the soft moans falling from his mouth above her and it spurred her on when she felt a hand weave to the back of her head holding it in place while her mouth remained attached to his neck.

"Fuck....we can't baby...you have to sto...oh my god Lisa...." she remembered feeling powerless to stop herself as she took on a leisurely pace between bites and kisses as she felt Jungkook no longer able hold himself together, his last remaining thread of will power was quickly diminishing under her gentle teasing.

"I can't stop, I...I don't know how to stop myself Kookie..." she had become loose.

She felt his head now resting in the crook of her neck as her teeth and lips continued to gently assault his shoulders and anywhere she wanted to claim.

She was lost in her own gentle kisses on his skin that it wasn't until she felt a coolness on her chest that she felt a slight shiver in her core as she was unable to stop her legs as they automatically opened a little wider.

Jungkook had unbuttoned her blouse and carefully revealed the left side of her chest, her white lace bra exposed, her nipple hard and erect as if waiting for attention.

She remembered the glazed look in his eyes as he stared at her mouth and then her eyes.

They were still and motionless, their bodies taut with a frizzle of sexual tension. She knew he would never force himself on her and she was proven right when he whispered in a strangled voice,

"Can....can I...I don't know how to ask..." his voice had drifted off but his eyes remained on hers.

Lisa was far too gone to form any words, the warmth wetness from her core had already answered for her, Jungkook just didn't know it and she wasn't about to tell him.

She was afraid to speak so she slowly nodded and watched with her own hooded eyes as he kissed his way down to her breast.

He paused and looked at her once again as Lisa nodded, her teeth nipping at her lower lip again not knowing what to expect. They were both virgins and this was the first time they were going further than kissing.

She held her breath as she felt Jungkook move the delicate lace fabric down exposing her pale pink nipple to his eyes. It scared her that she wanted to feel what it felt like to be kissed there and she quickly shut her eyes afraid to see the look on his face at her obvious lack of cup size.

"Baby...open your eyes..."

"No...." she shook her head, her bangs offering little coverage to hide her eyes.

"Please...trust me baby..." the sincerity in his voice was laced with something she couldn't describe, but opened her eyes and looked at his face, and she saw what she heard in his voice. She saw a man filled with so much love it shone from his eyes like stars and she was his moon.

Lisa watched as Jungkook returned to her exposed breast and blew lightly onto the nub as the skin puckered further and she could feel the tightness in the sensitive area.

Her core was aching but it paled in comparison to the music Jungkook was playing with her nipple as she felt his teeth lightly graze along the nub, teasing it until it stung with pleasure and pain.

This was a first for them and Lisa saw stars as she felt her upper body arch off the mattress, and she could feel the undeniable pull of lust beginning to coil inside of her as she lost all train of thought when he repeated the same action with a little more pressure.

She remembered feeling powerless and her body was no longer responding to her but rather it was responding willingly to his Jungkooks mouth and lips.

She had felt him lace his fingers through her right hand as his other weaved behind her arched back holding her in place as his teeth grazed ever so slowly across her nipple again revelling in his soft moans.

She felt his teeth gently bite down harder on her nipple making her gasp as his tongue flicked out to ease the ecstatic pain centered on her breast. His hand on her back pulled her closer to him as she felt him settle deeper between her legs. She felt every inch from the hardness of his manhood pressing against the growing wetness inside her jeans.

"Kookie...please...." she was at his mercy and surrendered herself to him.

She was no longer able to keep her eyes open when she felt him slip the other cup open, her chest now completely bare and at his mercy. Lisa's body had become as tight as a bow and she felt herself standing at the edge of a cliff when his mouth gently claimed her other breast, his tongue applying wet pleasure to the welcome pain of her nipple caught firmly between his teeth.

All sense of self control left her body when she untangled her fingers from his running them through his now wet hair, the tiny beads of sweat on his forehead and flushed cheeks made her even more weaker when he spoke.

"Baby. I have to stop even though I want to strip you naked and kiss you all over...." she could see he was having trouble speaking.

"Lisa, I love you but we have all the time in the World baby." his words coming at his in short hushed spurts.

His words were as gentle as his love making, and when the time was right, she knew it was going to be the beginning of something magical.

"But not like this when we have limited time before someone comes back." he had reasoned with her.

That was the day Lisa remembered when she felt like she was at the peak of something she couldn't or didn't know. It frustrated her mind and her body.

All she knew was that Jungkook was her chosen drug, and he made her feel so many things that she would have lost her mind if he hadn't stopped at that moment.

She would never love anyone with as much tenacity as she did Jungkook. Every fibre of her being knew that, as did her body.

Even now, as she was laid out in the dance studio waiting for JB, she felt as though she was forever chasing something invisible. A something that only Jungkook could give her but it was lost on her because ever since that day, she was chasing something without a name.

Jungkook had an effect on her that she couldn't describe with words, even when she wrote about it in her journal, what she felt had no name, merely a description of jumbled words.

That was a long time ago and she knew it was best to leave memories like that where they belonged, in the dark, out of sight and out of mind. Lisa wasn't as naive as people assumed and she knew one day she would know what it is that she so badly sought.

The first step to healing was surrounding herself with good people and she had that. The second was to keep herself busy, and she was doing that too.

She always left the beach feeling a little more peaceful and a whole lot less anxious.

Huffing out a huge sigh of frustration she stood and removed the blindfold. JB may not be too far away and she had to compose herself before his arrival. She heard the doors opening behind her and turned to greet who she expected was going to be JB.

It wasn't JB, but rather her favourite BTS oppa.

Min Yoongi.