A Jungkook story,
where he's her adorable sugar baby.
"Is it getting ticklish down there?"
An obvious smirk was spread upon her lips as she watched him shyly nodded, embarrassed at himself for feeling this way right now.
"Let mommy fix it for bunn...
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Sunday; 23:45
As Jungkook gently laid Y/N down on her bed, he finally could breathe normally before collapsing on the floor while wiping his sweat.
He has been on a panicking state ever since she collapsed onto him at that bar, he was glad that he knew how to drive, he just didn't have a car to show it and managed to drive her back to her apartment with her car.
A guard who worked here even went up to him and insisted on helping him carry her after seeing him struggle. It wasn't like she was too heavy for him to carry, her weight was fine, it was the fact that his panicking state made him breathe heavily for a little too long, he was starting to feel dizzy because of that.
And he was grateful that the guard had helped him until they reached her door.
He gazed up to her, taking a deep breath in before proceeding to take off her boots and socks, wetting a cloth to clean her feet before tucking it into the blanket. He also knew sleeping with makeup isn't healthy for the skin as he carefully shuffled through her drawers to find her makeup removal items, gently helping her remove her makeup with a thumping heart.
He was nervous, yet he felt he was responsible for it. She said she's counting on him, she's putting all her trust on him to take care of her while she's unconscious.
While she's unconscious.
It was a big deal for him, knowing that his sugar mommy trusted him this much, his bunny self couldn't help but tear up a little.
After finishing everything, he decided to stay for the night, it was late and taking a cab back to his place will be a lot of work, he's too tired and lazy for that. With a big yawn, he made his way towards the door to exit her room.
Until...
"Bunnyboy..." His movements halted, heart skipping a beat as he turned around.
"Why is it so hot in here...?" Kicking the blanket away, it revealed her body that's still hugged in that glossy dress, the ends starting to roll up her thighs. And he panicked when she started stripping.
"N-No noona! K-Keep it o-on!" He ran over and stopped her by the wrist.
"Ughh, but i'm sweating! It's so hot..." She kept on insisting as his face was already so flustered from an accidental peek of her exposed upper thighs. Her eyes weren't open and she's probably not sober as he bit his bottom lip.
"O-Okay...d-do it a-after I leave..."
With that, he turned around and was planning to instantly dash out of her room, but before he knew it, she had grabbed him by the wrist and tugging him down to hover above her.
