𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐒𝐥𝐚𝐯𝐞 || 𝐉𝐊

Ch. 21

Y/N

I stirred in my sleep as the small beams of sunlight began to slip through my blinds. Slowly opening my eyes I turned my body to glance at the digital clock on my nightstand.

9:47

I groaned and rolled back to my side. I then noticed that Tae was no longer in bed with me. I sat up staring out the window; trying to bury the thought of me possibly being pregnant into the back of my head.

Y/N what the fuck are you going to do?

Zoning out, I began to nervously chew on my fingernail. I was taken out my thoughts when I heard the door slightly open.

"Tae?"  Instead of Tae in walks Jungkook. He stood there for a minute just staring at me.

'What is it now?'  I thought as I mentally rolled my eyes

What's wrong?" He asked as he slightly furrow his eyebrows. I was a bit taken aback by his question considering the fact that he made it clear that he doesn't give a fuck about me.

"Doesn't matter... Did you need something?" He looked like he was getting ready to say something but stopped himself.

"Get dressed" he simply said as he closed my door. I let out a long sigh and got out of bed to start getting ready.

By the time I was done getting ready it was about 10:30. I opened the door and began making my way to the living room. When I stepped in Jungkook seemed to have been waiting for me cause he was sitting on the couch on his phone.

"Took you long enough" he grumbled as he grabbed his keys and began making his way to the door. I followed him to the car and sat in the passenger seat.

"Where are we goi-" before I could finish my question I was interrupted by his phone ringing. I sat back in my seat and listened to his conversation.

"Hey, I'm leaving the house now.... Yeah...Don't fucking rush me I'm coming right now...Okay....I'll see you there" He then hung up.

He slowly backed out of the drive way and began making his way to where ever he had to be. The car ride was pretty silent for the most part and I didn't mind it. I turned my head to take a quick glance at him but, then I found myself stuck. He was so focused on the road so I took the chance to take in his appearance.

My eyes slowly scanned over his messy black curly hair to his eyes, to his nose, then to his lips, then jawline. At this point I felt my heart begin to beat rapidly but, I didn't stop there. My eyes then went to his completely tatted arms.

His tattoos has got to be my favorite thing about him

I started to feel a moist sensation in between my legs as I began to slowly look down at his chest then lower and lower until I was staring dead at his print. In an attempt to keep my composure I squeezed my legs together but, that made it worse. I uncomfortably shifted in my seat as I stared at his side profile.

He's so fine. Even when he looks angry.

"Are you okay?" He asked annoyed with his eyes still on the road.

No, I was not okay.

Ignoring his question I unbuckled my seatbelt and I grabbed his right hand.

"What are y-" He fell silent as I put his tatted hand in my pants and over my panties. I let out a soft moan as I moved his hand up and down so he can feel the wet sensation.

"Jungkook pull over" I moaned out softly. To my surprised he did just that. I watched in awe as I saw the print in his pants begin to slowly rise. He let out a small groan and ran circles around my entrance with one of his fingers before slowly sliding his finger insi-