..but I still want you // OT7 [COMPLETED]

41 || Staying More Than A Night

JUNGKOOK & TRAM ANH

Jungkook POV

Close to a week has passed that I've spent every late evening into the night in the guest bedroom at Tram Anh's house. The sex is even more mind blowing than before she was pregnant if that is possible to believe.

The first night that I stayed, Tram Anh and I had sex multiple times in multiple positions all over her spare bedroom. By six in the morning, we'd only just slowed down and at seven I laughed hearing her voice from the other room send her husband off to work with a

"You probably shouldn't kiss me goodbye."

When she returned to the bedroom, I was just sitting up to grab my clothes but I stopped dead in my tracks watching my partner remove her sleep shirt. She slipped her fingers into her folds as she eyed me lasciviously and asked if I was leaving so soon.

So I stayed.

I tried to spend a few hours with Danbi each afternoon after work until her innocent affection turns into instigation. I hold her off as long as I can because I do love her and miss all of the quality time we'd had before her urges kicked into high gear.

Going against trifecta rules has never been something I have considered. I assumed after connecting with her partner, my honeybee's needs would be sated, and for almost two weeks it worked. She stopped instigating and for the most part we were able to get back to the us that I missed.

I mentally thank Jimin for agreeing to meet Danbi and I that fateful night. I couldn't put up with Danbi pleading for me to have her when her libido heightened in the late evenings any longer; my willpower had become so weak.

I once came close to allowing it to happen.

Tram Anh wasn't answering her phone. I'd locked myself in the bathroom with an erection so hard I was becoming lightheaded and a naked, needy fiancé whimpering from the opposite side of the door.

Masturbating only made my dick hurt. I almost cried when Tram Anh finally answered her phone giving me the okay to come over. Lately, I spend most all of my evenings as well in the guest bedroom of my partner's home just to play it safe.

It is near midnight when I wake at Tram Anh's house tonight. The first thing I notice is the muffled voices on the outside of the guest bedroom door.

I recognize my partner's voice and the deep voice of her husband saying "You said you told him" followed by footsteps departing down the hallway.

As I sit up in bed, Tram Anh reenters the bedroom. She closes the door quietly behind her not yet aware I am awake.

"Should I leave?"

She jumps at the sound of my voice. "I didn't know you were awake. My husband and I weren't too loud, were we?"

I shake my head from side to side. "He is tired of me being here so much, isn't he?"

"No, not at all." Tram Anh shuffles to her side of the bed, sitting down to face me. "But we do need to talk, Jungkook."

"Okay."

"I have been thinking about the baby. Our baby."

My chest puffs out and a big grin spreads over my face when I think of my child growing in Tram Anh's womb. "I'm excited about the little one."

"I can tell, and I'm so thankful that you weren't upset that it happened."

I take note of her solemn expression immediately relaxing my own.