Lust | JJK ✔️

14- First Kiss

You gazed at the scenery in front of you.

Soup spilled all over the kitchen floor, small fragments of vegetables covering the tiles. There was quite some smoke emitting from it, considerable judging from how hot the soup must've been.

There was the pot lying upside down, very much expected.

"What the fuck Yn." Jungkook says. "Why'd you do this?"

"B-But it could've fallen upon you." You try to say.

"What if it fell upon you? Don't you know how worried I was?" He pinches his nose bridge.

"I was trying to protect you." You try to fight back.

"No need. Firstly protect yourself. Heck what if you got hurt?" He spins you around to check if you got any burns.

"B-But-"

"Shut up, I want you safe okay?" He says as his eyes get covered with a layer of gloss. "What if it spilled on you.." he sniffs.

Is he angry or flirty or worried?

"Jungkook it was an accident-"

"YOU WILL NOT RISK YOURSELF FOR ME, DO YOU HEAR THAT?" He yells into your face.

"But what if you got hurt, then what? HUH?" Your forehead creases.

But before you could process it, or realise what was happening, you feel Jungkook smashing his lips on yours.

He pushes you back until you were pinned straight against the wall and works his mouth on yours, so harshly that it almost seemed like he was taking out his anger on you. He was actually angry because you could've gotten hurt because of him?

That's really....romantic.

It's very loving of him to think that.

He pulls at your lip hard enough to draw blood, fisting your hair in the process. His head pushes yours until it hits the wall, his tongue grazing your lower lip the whole time.

It was almost about the time when you expected him to slip his tongue in, but he pulls out.

He stares into your eyes for a good 10 seconds, getting trapped in the million galaxies and hues your eyes behold. Your eyes were luxurious, like a serene forest garden with aromatic flowers and distant birdsong whistling in his ears. Your eyes told a fairytale, they were enthralling, like pools of magic with moonlit crystals in a hidden cave, harmonising with your skin. That's how beautiful you were, and Jungkook was almost frustrated upon how could someone be this beautiful.

He releases a grunt under his breath and pushes you away, and jog trots out of the room. He doesn't say a word, doesn't spare you a look. He acts like he doesn't give a fuck, but deep within he actually doesn't know what to do anymore.

You lean back against the wall, your fingers slowly finding their way to your lips, and feeling them being all wet and soft. You couldn't help but stare at nothing with awe wonderingly, what was in his lips which made you go crazy? What was this magic?

This is the only feeling you want to have for the rest of your life, lips against lips, yours against his, and never otherwise. You remember the memory of the last night that passed.

"Jeon, do you love me?"

He does nothing, but stares at you. His heart was beating a bit faster than usual after your words reached his ears, he was dumbfounded in the consistency of the silence.

He says nothing, he doesn't answer you, or more like he doesn't answer you with words.

Instead, he places his lips on the plumpness of yours; slowly and gently, feeling every movement. He feels your blood rush inside your veins as your first kiss had encountered you, had finally found you. And he was the one to make it happen. He smiles as he runs his tongue over your bottom lip, feeling you against him. Your soft skin flowed like milk and he was the sugar to corrupt its purity, turning you alloy but the sweetest one guiltily.

It was when your breathes gave up on you and acted as the only reason to unlock your lips, was when he pulled out, you struggling to catch your breath back.

"You're black magic Yn, I'm trapped in you and I don't wish to come out." He mutters.

This was when you know you had completely fallen for him, he was the reason for your comfort. You needed him more than you wanted him.

And so you slowly unclip your necklace which hung high on your neck, slowly bringing his hand up to pool it on his palm. He stares at the unrealism of the magical crystal with awe.

"This is the necklace which is the headquarter of my power. This is the heart to my body, the curse is trapped inside this piece of jewellery. What I am, is this necklace in all ultimates. And I want to give it to you, my protector, so that you can shield me from any harm, with your love. If you succeed to protect this, you'll succeed to protect me." You say as he listens to what you say.

"You're my responsibility." Is all he says before connecting your lips again, them fitting perfectly like long lost jigsaw pieces.

You shut your eyes and throw your head back at the thought, you were his now and it was uneditable.

Jungkook was also remembering the same thoughts from last dusk, your face and your lips.

He slowly brings out your necklace from his pocket, as he lay on the softness of his bed, turning the crystal around to gaze at its beauty from all angles. It was the perfect representation of your moonlit face and no one could wear it better than you.

He sighs.

He didn't want to do what he was about to.

[A/N]

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PS: the picture is what I imagine Yn to wear, you have your free imagination of course. :)