Complex || YoonKook (Completed) ✔️

Frustrated 🔥

Jungkook's POV-

I finally manage to get the shower working and have just stepped in, the water barely having time fully saturate my hair as I stand under the stream, when I hear the sound of the bathroom door shutting just above the pounding water.

I turn to see Yoongi looking at me with dark, intense eyes, his bottom lip tucked between his teeth.

I watch his eyes roam slowly over my body as he speaks.

"Damn, I was really hoping you'd need some help with this shower you seem to hate so much."

"I could still use a little guidance..." I answer back with a hint of excitement in my tone.

He gives me a mischievous grin as he reaches back to tug the back of his shirt, lifting it up and over his head.

I follow every movement he makes as he drops his jeans to pool around his ankles before stepping out of them.

He teases me a bit as he traces his fingers over his hips, feathering lightly across the smooth skin slowly before hooking the waistband of his underwear and dropping them to the floor, stepping out of them as well.

He makes his way into the shower to stand in front of me as his eyes continue to wonder around my body, mine doing the same to him.

He's bigger than I imagined but I'm not complaining.

What wasn't as surprising is that just as I observed in the café, he has a very nice build.

He grabs my waist and switches our places so that he is standing under the water.

His eyes are locked on mine before he closes them, tilting his head back as he lets the water run through his hair and over his face.

I watch in wonder as his perfect pouty lips part slightly while he runs a hand through his dark hair to push it back, exposing his forehead.

He then turns around to adjust the temperature with the levers on the wall and I can no longer fight the urge to touch him.

I reach my hands out to run them over his shoulders and back, feeling the muscles as they flex with his movements.

I feel him shiver at my touch just before the shower head above starts pouring down warm water on the two of us.

He turns back to face me and I follow the water droplets with my eyes as they run down his gorgeous body while he reaches his hands out to trace his fingertips over my abdomen with the same light touch he used to run over the keys of the piano.

He traces them up to my chest before flattening his palms to push me against the wall.

As soon as my back makes contact with the cold tile he cages me between his arms and connects his lips just above my collarbone, kissing and nipping at the skin.

I move one of my hands across his ribcage, around his slim waist to pull him into me so his body is flush with mine as I slide my free hand around the back of his neck.

I rock my hips against his as my erection makes contact with his soft skin. He follows my movements, doing the same while he continues to work his mouth up my neck for another minute before bringing his face in front of mine.

At some point he moved his thigh to slot between my legs, leaning his body into mine even more.

I let out a sigh that chokes off into a moan when his large hand is suddenly on my hip, guiding my movements forward as he encourages me to continue using his body to chase my release.

My eyes slam shut, my jaw dropping as I try to control my breathing and the shaking of my legs.

It feels so fucking good and I should be embarrassed that I am tumbling towards the edge so fast, but I'm way past the point of feeling shame for this.