RING MY BELL'S

RING MY BELL'S
32. Boy Meets Evil's


"This love is another name for the devil


Don't hold her hand


I shut down but turned away from my conscience


The greed would come the trumpet herding hell"


Intro: Boy Meets Evil - BTS


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The deafening sound had vaporized his loud roof. When the walls and door leaf successfully collide at one time. Breath gasping also did not escape from his complaint. Very contrasted with the position of the girl in the corner of the room.


A lump of lifeless flesh that was wandering in search of a source of tranquility.


That's where Bella is.


He was distraught with silence that filled his every seat. Without blending in with the noise Jun gave off as a result of breaking the door of the room.


The scent stings the respiratory tract, becoming a major treat as Jun increasingly immerses himself in room drowning. Observe every corner of the room, and find a very— condition


Messy.


A situation that was clearly made by Bella. The girl who was sitting was pensive with a blank look that filled her unconscious.


Putting aside the condition of his body that emits pain—as a result of colliding with the door board. Jun is more interested in approaching Bella in moon drowning. Pinch every inch, when there is a glass fragment that scratches Bella's body with great precision.


And the girl—


Bella didn't show her shock. Just painting a sad look with a sweet look. It was quite the opposite when consciousness sided with Bella— emitting its sharp sensor.


Somehow the corner of Jun's recess felt throbbing pain, finding the silent painting staring at him in a mute without evocative words.


Do not want to drag on in the fretful pounding that tousled his mind. Jun carried an awkward deheman, then turned his face in an instant. Expect a thump in him, away as the second goes before him.


"What's—"


Jun courageously ventured to fill the void. But Bella was no less quick when Jun was jolted when that gaze again provoked her heart race.


Stalking the word, "Why is it now?!", with a vision that could not escape intimidating Jun's entire soul, with the temptation wrapped neatly in a spotlight swept away his consciousness.


What does that mean?—apa Bella is indeed waiting for Jun's presence, or is there another connotation of a sentence that is nothing more like an idea of disappointment?


Jun sought to find a point of diversion of the atmosphere that felt less conducive to his personal. But prefer to speak a thousand languages. And approached the position of the sofa bench, and before his arms stretched out to pick up the wine bottle in Bella's grasp. The girl interrupts first.


"You want to?", he bargained with a not-so-good expression for the sustainability of Jun's life-pumpers.


"No!", refuse Jun will offer Bella over the mouth of her used gulp bottle.


But it was out of sync when Jun grabbed the wine with his cold face.


"Why take it if you don't want to?!", asked Bella for Jun's stability.


Jun's reluctant gaze shot right at Bella's eyes, now turning to look at the girl in front of her, then spread the sentence, "You don't see mom worrying about you?!"


A knot smile is now present at the corner of Bella's lips.


"Then... How about you? Are you also worried about me?", asked with an innocent face that was so nauseating for Jun to summarize.


Damnit damnit!


"Stop talking nonsense!", Tukas Jun wanted to flip over, yet—


Presumably hope to be far from Bella's reach, must be burned immediately when the edges of her rather shabby shirt pulled gently by the girl's segment.


Extremely unmindful of Jun's limbs, which had already spent minutes, hoping to be able to cover the distance to leave. At least did not see the existence of Bella who seemed drained of consciousness. Very, very unable to compromise with his heart pounding increasingly blindly in the rib cage.


"Can you accompany me for a moment?", Reply Bella will Jun's facial features implying tanya—what?


"Come, sleep. You—"


Remind Jun to stuff his mouth with a bottle of wine in his fingers. How can—astaga, not like that means!


"I mean you should go to bed soon. It's late at night now", Jun's great-grandson with a stammering vocal.


Indicates a nervous attack that suddenly interrupts.


"I won't bite you, take it easy" Bella said once again to make sure Jun's doubts don't need to be magnified.


Yeah, maybe a natural thing.


When Jun appears to be petting at Bella's request, who can't be trusted just like that without any ulterior intentions behind it.


What decision should Jun take, to put his position in the safest standings?


"alright. I'll sleep after this", but Bella's team exchanged profits.


Yes, after this—without knowing how much time will be spent clinking.


I don't know, what magic hypnotizes Jun to comply with Bella's wishes. Without asking for various assumptions, what kind of irregularities Bella will use to deceive her.


With full awareness, even at Bella's insistence. Jun built a well beside Bella with a feeling of anxiety.


Unexpectedly, in less than five seconds, Bella regained control of the bottle filled with concentrated liquid with a quick blink of Jun's eye.


There is no drama to seize the drink of consciousness. Even generously, Jun only looked at Bella with a questionable look as the girl again and again downed the dark-colored drink in order to swallow the whole encompassing consciousness.


Letting the ripples of water created in the bottle accompany the silence between them.


"Are you also worried about me?", Sela Bella was in the middle of the alcohol melt coming down her chin.


And that simple thing was able to make Jun gulp down his hard-earned saliva.


Somehow Jun stringed the word so as not to create misunderstandings. When Bella re-reveals the topic that was Jun took a second to design the diversion.


However, when feeling trapped in the situation, Jun is only able to give a few answers, "Emm", to stop the pace of Bella's questions that increasingly make Jun drown in uncontrollable gurgles.


"Why?"


It's not Bella's name if it matches the expectations Jun had set for wanting to dodge the question attack that seemed to be awaited by the girl who was attached to dive into Jun's portrait.


"Because I'm so worried about you" is the safest answer for now.


"Ah, just because of that", there was disappointment from Bella— not because something else turned out.


The wind was blowing, as it passed through the window that Jun saw was wide open with the curtain dancing to the rhythm.


Even the corner of Jun's eyes took his second to browse through his room that had already been ravaged by, of course, the girl. Bella´s.


Where the sleep lamp has been rolled down by the bed. The glass fragment Jun believed came from the same bottle as in Bella—'s fingers was as much as what he drank, actually?


And the glass pieces Jun didn't know came from anything. It is not enough just with glass fragments scattered on the floor of his room. His king-size bed fared similarly, pillows and blankets were left stranded with the coldness of ceramics.


Sunhi should have acted that way.


Hearing the raging flames of Bella's wrath, it must have been very stifling her mother's chest. Moreover, the girl who makes the atmosphere more dramatic, when locking herself with all the emotions.


The second hour had turned the clock too long, about four to five minutes, only to wade through the silence combined with the weeds that supported Bella to divide the silence by saying,


"Can I—"


Not yet finished his desire to be fully poured out, Jun had already interrupted with all his beliefs that seemed to have a cascading impact on something unexpected, "Sure. You can sleep in—"


See it?!


Sure do. It is tasteless for Bella if she also does not reciprocate the treatment of Jun who does not think of his speech is complete. So, it's not wrong if Bella reveals what is equality?


This time it was different from what Jun did.


Not words.


Rather, a very, very adrenaline-pumping decision in Jun. Even unmitigated makes the pump live in the rib cage, hammered with speed on the verge of normalcy limits.


Without completing the permit, until a fraction later, Jun had already found the smell of alcohol bursting into his nasal cavity. Forcing entry with enough distance is risky for Jun's body, which already responds uncontrollably.


Even with a powerful gust, Bella whispered right into an uncontrolled tangent right in Jun's ear.


"On your lap?! How's it?"


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