Dangerous games| with Sope

34

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The events of the night were really strange.

What did Jungkook want from me?

Did he want to sleep with me?

Why did he get so drunk?

What was going on in his head at night?

And what was going through his mind now?
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"Hi, where are you? I just got home. I didn't stay at work as we agreed." When I called Yoongi, I sounded a little annoyed. Because of our date tonight, I had left some important work unfinished at work. And he's not even home?

"Hi, my love. Be ready in an hour. I'll come and pick you up." I knew he was smiling ear to ear.

"And where are we going? How should I get dressed?"

"Something nice, elegant, and sexy at the same time. As always. Because you always look amazing."

"Okay." I giggled. "I'll try to get ready in an hour."

The first thing I needed to do was to pick out an outfit.

I have no idea what Yoongi could have thought of.

What are we going to do, where are we going to go? What would be the best outfit?

I opened Yoongi's huge wardrobe, one half of which was just my clothes, shoes, and accessories.

I walked through the dresses and thought about which one would be the best for tonight.

My eyes fell on a long summer dress I had recently bought. Even though summer is still some time away, this evening was warm and beautiful. I pulled the dress out and looked at it. It was white, with pastel colored flowers, and a loose, beach dress.

Yes, even though I don't know where we are going, I want to be in this dress tonight.

I put it on, and I wore a pair of light high heels. I stood in front of the mirror. The dress showed off my bust and waist, and fell loose and freely below. I felt amazing. And I hoped the outfit would be suitable.

I rushed out to touch up my make-up and hair without waiting for anything. Because during the whole working day some imperfections had appeared. And I want to look perfect on our first date.

[...]

<I'm already waiting for you in the parking lot.>

Oh shit.

I'm almost ready.

I sprayed on my favorite perfume and took one last look in the mirror and ran downstairs.

"Oh... my... God... You look indescribably beautiful. I'm the luckiest man on the planet." Yoongi walked up to me, hugged me around the waist, and pushed his lips into mine.

"Yoongi, I have applied lipstick." I giggled. After the kiss, I cleaned Yoongi's lips, which were stained with my red lipstick.

"It's quite tasty. Your lips just got tastier." Yoongi smirked while trying to clean my lipstick.

"My perfect makeup is ruined." I rolled my eyes while smiling.

"Wait, I have something." Yoongi hurried to the trunk of the car.

Yoongi returned with a huge bouquet of red roses. I have never seen so many and so long roses in my life.

"Oh my... Yoongi. This... this is very beautiful."

"I love you. I love you so much." He started kissing my neck.

I moaned softly. I always want him. My body always wants him. "I'm going to run and dip the flowers, I'll be right back."

[...]

Yoongi parked the car.

"What are we going to do here?" I started to look around. We were in a small coastal town.