freckles

* chapter one hundred *

SHOUTOUT

the author of the majority of this chapter is @-yvnluv-
she will be in charge of the smut in this fic and obviously, she is extremely good. i'm so so thankful for them to voulenteer to write this all!
without further a due, here we go.

idk what to call this. idk if it's considered  smut...

either way here we go

"So what did you and Jin do the whole time?" Jungkook asked as he drove himself and Claudette. They held hands tightly, Jungkook driving with one hand, not daring to let the road stray from his eyes.

"I bullied him." Claudette scrolled through her notifications quickly, making sure everything was alright.

"The whole time?" Jungkook smiled.

"Yep." Claudette turned her phone off, looking at Jungkook.

"Nice." The two high-fived.

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uhm NSFW is what the below scene is? maybe?

It didn't take long for Jungkook to bring Claudette to the bedroom at Bighit. They were there for long nights and short naps.

It didn't take long for them to start kissing.

Their soft kisses turned into heated ones, their lips moving in sync with each other. Jungkook bit Claudette's lip gently, asking for permission for his tongue to enter, slipping it in once he got permission. Not wanting to go further, Jungkook presses his hands against his sides, making sure to not touch Claudette accidentally without her permission.

Claudette suddenly breaks the kiss, bringing up her hands and gently grabbing Jungkook's chin, looking directly in his eyes. "Kook, you can touch me," She says, Jungkook slightly taken aback.

"Are you sure? I don't want to do it if you're uncomfortable. Not that I wouldn't do it. I just don't want to overstep my boundaries. If it makes you uncomfortable, we don't have to go far. I can s-" Claudette cuts off his ramble with a short kiss.

"Don't be so nervous, Kook," Claudette reassures, reaching up to rub the top of his head. "If I wasn't sure, I wouldn't have offered. But I don't want that much action, yet."

Jungkook takes a deep breath. God, how lucky they were, he was, to have somebody like Claudette in his life. Her pure soul was too good for this cruel, forsaken world. "Of course. Just tell me when it gets too much."

Slowly, Jungkook engaged into their kisses once again, his hands now slowly traveling up and down Claudette's figure. He lightly gripped in some places, reassuring Claudette that she was doing amazing and how pleased he was to do this with her. In return, she had once again reached her hand up to play with his hair.

Jungkook began to press Claudette down into the bed, her hands going to her sides and slowly lower herself down in order to prevent injury. They were still entangled in their kiss, Jungkook whispering words of encouragement and praise to her, but this was becoming a problem.

His problem began to grow in size, so much that Jungkook was sure that Claudette had noticed, but he wasn't sure if he was ready for that yet. And not wanting to startle her, he continued to carry on with their kisses until Claudette began to tug lightly against his T-shirt.

"You want me to take it off?" He paused their kiss, pointing to both his and her shirts. He raised an eyebrow, his eyes showing worry and concern when she nodded. "Are you sure about this? We don't have to."