Under Dark Waters

Under Dark Water: 3

Hmmmm hmmm hmmmm **

Jungkook, slowly opens his eyes. He can hear a woman singing and he notices that he is inside of a cold cave. His body completely naked. He's sore and he runs his hands up and down his body feeling bandages on his thigh and then on his hand. He groans and the singing suddenly stops. He tries to sit up to look around but he feels too exhausted to do so. "Who's there? Where am I?" No one answers despite him knowing he isn't alone.

"Answer me, damnit!" He growls as he lays his head back flat defeated and angry. Betrayed by his body. "Well, for someone who just came back from the dead. You sure are ungrateful." He hears a soft raspy voice echo around him. " I should've left you in the sea crying out for help." It echoed again this time closer and then a face came into view. A woman? His vision is blurry but no not a woman a .. "boy?" Jungkook groaned his face contorting with confusion as he rubs his eyes.

" I though I heard a woman." He says. "You heard me." The boy frowns in response. "My voice is prettier than any woman." He says as he drops the wet ball of material he's holding onto Jungkook's face. It smacks his skin and stings a bit. "What the hell." He hisses. "Would you like to try to care for yourself?" The voice calls out this time further away then the first time. Jungkook panics having no idea where he is.
"No. Wait.. come back. Don't go. Please." He coughs.

He can hear the boy sigh and he comes back into his sight. Jungkook can see him clearly now. Despite his youthful voice, he isn't a boy he's a man. Jungkook scans the man his is perfect, chiseled abs and pecks, crotch barely covered. Thighs muscular and toned. His eyes travel back up to the his face his lips are thick and look almost painfully swollen his eyes beautifully shaped and almost erotic. He's not just a man he's a breath taking, beautiful and sexy man. Jungkooks breath catches in his throat and he reaches down to cover himself despite the pain.

The man looks down to jungkooks hands and back up to his flushed face. He looks at Jungkook and smirks. "I'll be back quickly. I'll get you something to cover yourself." He says in a tone that almost sounds to Jungkook like he's enjoying himself. Once the man seems to have gone. Jungkook lays his head back against the hard ground and within a few minutes despite his best efforts to avoid it he falls asleep.

Jungkook wakes to sun shining onto his skin. He's laying on a blanket in warm perfect grass. He's never seen anything like it. Maybe he's died. Maybe the man from before was an angel and that's why he was so perfect.
Just then he remembers how perfect the man was, he hears his voice ring throughout his mind and he sees vivid images of him flash through his brain one after the other it makes him fall back into the grass and he's consumed with a strange feeling. "Oh my god. I want to fuck my angel." He whispers.

He whips around as he hears someone laugh. He sees the man standing close by picking fruit from a tree. "Whose the lucky angel?" He teases. He bites into the strange fruit and sits down onto the grass. Jungkook isn't able to speak. The mans skin is glistening and he has what jungkook can swear is a literal glow coming from his skin. He's never seen a human being so perfect before. It's almost as if he isn't human. "Are you an angel?" Jungkook asks making the man curl over with laughter and choke on the fruit.

Jungkook jumps up and runs to him he pauses on his rush. Kneeling on one knee beside him he hesitantly places his hand on to his back to pat him. He shouldn't be getting a hard on while trying to save this... mans? Life but there it is. That's when he notices that he's wearing something like a skirt tied from a sheet? The man sits up and and placed his hand onto Jungkooks exposed knee. "Please. You almost killed me. " He says rubbing his eyes. He pauses on the obvious tent on Jungkooks sheet skirt. His eyes going up Jungkooks chest and to his lips and then meeting his eyes.