Impossible decision // Jaebeom/Jungkook

4. Anything you want Noona *****

"Jungkook? What are you doing here?"

"Oh my god Noona, are you okay?" He seems concerned that I need support to walk. Maybe I look like I fell or something and, with my cast, it doesn't look good. He steps closer and takes me under his arm, away from Jaebeom's hold. "Thanks buddy, I'll take it from here."

"I'm sorry who are you?" Jaebeom asks, stunned by this man coming out of nowhere.

"I'm Jungkook."

"It's Jungkook." I tell Jaebeom smiling. "Jungkook that's Jaebeom." I giggle and poke his bunny nose.

"Are you drunk?" He asks me before staring at Jaebeom seriously.

"She is." He admits.

"Is that your doing?" He looks at Jaebeom suspiciously.

"No! It's all hers. We were celebrating and apparently she has a thing for Tequila."

"Well, well, young lady, shall we take you to bed?"

"Yes! I am ready for bed. Are you going to tuck me in?" Oh please say yes. I know Jaebeom won't.

"Anything you want Noona, you know that."

"Bye Jaebeom! Thanks for tonight and for Amber and for everything." I feel so cheerful right now, but his face is cautious and confused, as he starts to walk away seeing me so comfortable with Jungkook.

At the door, I enter the code and after going in, we head to my floor as he makes sure I am stable. I don't know why I am so at ease letting him in. Well I know why. I am drunk, so my guard is down and his presence reassures me. He helps me enter my apartment and out of my coat, making sure I don't hurt my casted arm.

"Where's your bedroom?"

"Easy tiger! Grrrr... Haha."

"Oh Noona, how I wished you were sober." He says helping me to my bedroom and to sit on the edge of my bed. Crouching down in front of me, he unzips my boots before taking them off. Looking at him, I see how handsome he is and stroke his cheek.

"You're all mouth but you're a good boy, aren't you." He smirks.

"I can be a bad one too."

"I have no doubt about that. Haha!" I laugh ruffling his hair, before he grabs my wrist firmly and looks at me with a dark glare. A sexy, sensual, naughty stare, that catches me off guard and sobers me up slightly.

"Don't treat me like a child please. I am a man. I can show you."

"Tempting..." I tap my finger on my lips. "Okay! I'm all yours." He's a very attractive man after all and my inhibitions have gone thanks to my friend Tequila. I might as well enjoy my student life after all.

"Are you sure? You look pretty drunk to me."

"I'm fine!" I try to reassure him.

He takes his jacket off and drops it on the armchair in the corner of the room, before coming back to face me.

"I don't want to take advantage." He's definitely a good guy for checking so many times.

"I am just a bit tipsy, that's all." I take my sweater over my head and throw it to the floor. I take my bra off and let my body slam on the bed. Lifting my head up to look at him taking his hoodie off, I am blessed with an amazing sight revealing... wow! He is ripped! I had no idea. Idiot! I forgot he was a swimmer! Yup! His chest is gorgeous, his abs, his TATTOOS?!?... god! How many are there? I can't focus. His pecs look tight and his shoulder and his arms... damn! He's a man alright! His stare is definitely not innocent. I can tell he means business as he leans over me, pulling my leggings off. I rest my head back on the bed, feeling his kisses on my stomach and my senses are heightened by his sensual voice.