"Look at how cute you look when you're flustered," Joon tells me as his thumbs run across my cheeks. "You know you have nothing to be embarrassed or ashamed about, right?" He adds as he brings my face up so that my eyes meet his. "It's really hot knowing that you are down for anything we are," he presses a kiss to my mouth and I let out a breathy exhale. I'm still super sensitive so the way he's kissing me isn't helping. He pulls away and leans his forehead on mine.
"What's your plan for the day?" He asks me sweetly as he brings his hands on to my butt and spanks me lightly outside my robe.
"I'm not sure. I need to pack my stuff up for the trip back to Seoul tomorrow. I also need to do some online shopping. Other than that, no plans. You?" I ask him as he bring his arms around my waist and pulls me to him.
"Want to hang out later? Oh and speaking of shopping, would you rather wait so I can take you to the shops on your birthday next week?" He asks as he kisses me, his lips taste like strawberries. Wait... how in the hell does he know it's my birthday next week? I give him a confused look.
"What? Didn't expect your boyfriend to know your birthday?" He says. My stomach flips when I hear him calling himself my boyfriend and my eyes go even wider.
"I—" I stammer out. "Hold on, before we get to that, come here," I say as I pull him into me by grabbing his neck and I wrap my arms around him, hugging him tightly. "My boyfriend..." I say under quietly, the butterflies in my belly exploding.
"My girlfriend..." he says as he squeezes me and turns his face to place kisses on my neck.
"Now, who told you about my birthday?" I say as I pull away from him and cross my arms a crossed my chest.
"Doesn't matter. I know and we are celebrating together," he tells me matter of factly. Oh, so he wants to get all bossy and dominating on me?
"Well, I don't want to celebrate so, forget it," I say as I roll my eyes at him. This experiment could be very good or very bad.
He narrows his eyes at me, pushes his shoulders back, and puffs out his chest as he stands in front of me. I look up at him and wait for his next move. He grabs my hand and pulls me to him; lifts my chin up to face him and leans in to my ear.
"You are very lucky that camera's are rolling right now, Noona," he says to me in a tone that's so low and so intimidating that I can feel my knees buckle. He pulls away from me and smiles.
"Go get changed and meet us at the upper house for lunch, please baby," he tells me. "I'm going upstairs to get the rest of the guys and we will meet you there, okay?" He asks me sweetly. I nod at him and he leans down to kiss me again; this time, his tongue slips in between my lips and it takes everything in me to not take it further. He pulls away and I turn around to head out the living room door and head to the boathouse. "Wake up the Maknea on your way, babe. Thank you!" He shouts as I walk away.
I get to the boathouse and realize, I don't even know where JK is sleeping. Is he the one that's in the room across from me? I turn to the opposite room and quietly open the door to see Jungkook laying on his belly in the bed with his face smushed into the pillow and his arm hanging off the bed; his black shorts hug tightly on his butt and his beautiful tattoos are on display as he lays shirtless on the edge of the bed.. Light snores come from his mouth and I can't help but to smile as I look at how freaking adorable he is like this. I walk to the bed and stand directly in font of him. I lean down and rub his back to try and coax him awake.
"Good morning, baby," I say as I continue to rub his back and then move my way up to his hair. I hear him groan out in frustration, not wanting to wake up. As I continue to scratch his scalp, I feel his hand sliding up the back of my thigh until he reaches my butt and squeezes. Then he quickly pulls me toward him so I land on the bed right on top of him. I squeal out and both his hands are now under my robe and he's kissing my neck.
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Euphoria | BTS (Bangtan Sonyeondan)
Fanfiction"My heart is divided in 7 pieces and each of those pieces make me whole. Right here, in this very moment, nothing else fucking matters. The jealousy, the trauma, the drama, none of it means anything because you 7 are the only thing I need in life an...
