Catch 22 - JJK (21+)

Chapter 25 - Love

JUNGKOOK

Five excruciating days.

And I'd had enough. I raced straight over to Aria's after I'd left Jin's so I could tell her how I felt about her, desperate to know if she felt the same.

When she cracked open the door, I quickly took a step forward, unsure if she'd invite me in and unwilling to take the chance of being rejected. With a gentle push, I expanded the small gap so I could slip through and closed the door behind me.  A quiet gasp escaped her parted lips as she took a few steps back. Her wide, shimmering green gaze locked on mine
from behind her glasses, unspoken questions, emotions and apologies hanging in the short distance between us.

We both knew why I was here, but now seeing her, especially with her body draped in nothing but an oversized, tattered, white t-shirt, halted my every attempt to articulate it. I instantly recognized the shirt as the one from my gym bag, realizing that I must have left it behind last weekend. It was old and worn, but it was one of my favorite shirts to work out in because of it's thin, breathable fabric. Now, it was my favorite for an entirely different reason.

I couldn't help but admire the adorable way it hung loosely from her body, swallowing up her tiny frame. The wide, stretched neckline had left the curve of her right shoulder exposed, while the length showed off just enough of her soft, kissable thighs. Even the contour of her full, rounded breasts and the imprint of her mouthwatering nipples were clearly visible through the virtually sheer fabric. All of which instantly made my jeans uncomfortably tight.

Fuck...

This woman was effortlessly sexy. Her freshly showered skin glistened from the aromatic oils she'd used to moisturize it. Her thick, unruly tresses were still damp and upswept into a messy bun with a few loose, wispy curls framing her exquisite features. I'd always adored the way they gently kissed her forehead, ears, and nape, but today I envied them. Trailing my lips along each of those coveted areas and every other part of her anatomy was what I'd yearned for over the past week.

My teeth sank into my bottom lip as I stood speechless and awestruck at the sight of Aria's luscious, shapely figure underneath my shirt, silhouetted against the red undertones of the evening sun pouring in through the full-height windows behind her. Her dark, raven hair and the radiant glow of her smooth, golden skin complimented the vibrant green of her eyes. She was a vision to behold, the personification of ethereal beauty.

Damn, I've missed her...

Every.
Fucking.
Inch.

And the fact that she was wearing my shirt and hadn't thrown it into a box or the trash told me that she'd missed me too. Being privy to that small piece of information was what gave me the confidence to finally speak. Well, that along with Namjoon's voice in my head.

Be strong. Be firm. Don't waver.

"Did these past five days give you enough time to sort through your shit?"

She crossed her arms over her chest, her stare dropping to the floor as she shook her head from side to side.

"Well time's up," I insisted as I closed the space between us before softening my emphatic tone. "Cus I can't wait another minute to hold you and kiss you and make love to you again. I know we agreed to abstain until February, but resisting you is impossible. Besides, you were the one who broke our agreement when you dumped me. We tried doing things your way; now, it's my turn."