PASTEL PINK || J.JK ✔

34| Flimsy

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End of Jungkook's POV

12 pm

The mellow and bitter scent of coffee entering my nose, i struggle with movements but still manage to flicker open my eyes. Why's he not next to me? This thought comes in my mind first, even when i am partly woken up.

I hold my arms out to stretch a little, knowing i am still without any clothes because of the activities of last night, or shall i say, midnight to dawn.

I flush at this weirdly, i pull the duvet over my body to cover myself fully and i shift to my right. Just then, the sight of him comes in front of my sleepy eyes. He still hasn't noticed me looking at him, this is nice to stare at him without his knowledge, just like he used to do in school.

I roll to my front, and cross my arms to place them on the pillow, and the rustling of the sheets make noise, causing mister jeon to turn back at me while sipping on his caffeine.

"Oh hey," he drags his office chair back to get up, and i smile, watching him come to me in his hot eyewear, these silver glasses. "Good morning." I greet him in a small weird voice i didn't expect to have, but he walks here too straightaway sit down by my side, and he bends down to kiss me gently with closed eyes, "good morning," he smiles, gazing down at me. "You've woken up early. You must be tired, go back to sleep."

I shake my head, averting his sharp eyes and dark pupils, "you should've woken me up. I overslept...." I swallow, glancing at his thin moist and strawberry lips, but feeling too shy to look into his eyes after whatever happened yesterday.

He chuckles, "overslept? Absolutely not, taken the hour we slept." His words ending, it abnormally causes me to blush furtively, so i giggle and tug on the blanket to cover my face with it, but he catches it, stopping me. "Why're you giggling?" He laughs too, but i nibble on my lip like an imbecile and turn away, "jungkook, i do -"

I cut my own words, his addictive smell entering in my nose as he comes over my face to kiss my forehead, and not help me in this situation, but just increasing the rate of my heartbeat.

"Where did mister jeon go?" He asks me this very stupid question, teasing me like a bad person who takes a lollipop from a kid and leaves without giving a candy in return. I sigh out, but lick my lips, staring at him in his face as his lips form a smug smile. "Tell me." One of his veiny hand sneaks on my thigh over the fabric, he grabs it, "i'm asking you something. Why aren't you calling me like you did then? Say 'mister jeon, oh yeah....' or 'harder, faster' hmm?"

He gets me to grin. "You're not helping!" I shut him up, rolling off to the other side with the sheets so my naked body doesn't expose in front of this man who's laughing with his deep rough voice, not at all caring about my poor heart. I bury my face into the pillow.

"You're adorable, sweetheart." He leans up and kisses my head, finally leaving me alone, gently caressing the back of my head before he slips closer and lays down next to me.

I wait for some seconds, and when my ego finally regains its amount, i turn towards him.

Our faces very close, and we simply gaze into each other. "Say, if i go back to sleep, what'll you do?" I ask him, hugging the blanket to my chest as he pulls me closer to him with his hand on my waist as his touch sparks ignition in me, his hand under the blanket to caress my skin smoothly, as he thinks but eventually smiles at me. He takes his glasses off, and keeps it away on the nightstand.

"I'd first of all finish working on preparing for tomorrow's lecture, then when i'm all tired and bored, i'll get up to go have one more cup of coffee and perhaps take a book to read or i'll write down something in my diary while watching you tucked in warm, thinking about what we did last night, how i lost my head." He takes a small break, breathing out, he licks his lips while grinning.

"Then i'll just read till the time passes, and then i'll come to you, hug you tight, pamper you with several of my kisses and i'll wake you up for eating with me because you need energy and nutrients for you to be my strong little baby who studies like a good girl."

"Oh," his sweet and cute words filled with the love he feels for me makes me smile, i feel grateful, i don't know what to say, what to react like.

"I-" i just smile to express my joy and content, i go forth and kiss his cheek, "you're so sweet, i feel so thankful." I whisper, but he nuzzles his nose with mine and tell me his lovely feelings through his small ways to make me happy. "You don't have to be, i love you."

"I love you." My lips curve up at the sight of his red thin ones curving up too. I look down at him, and inch closer to his chest which gave me the comfort i needed yesterday. He puts his buff protective arm around my torso, sliding my cold body near to his warm one as he warms it.

"Have you eaten something?" I place a hand on the side of his gentle face, rubbing my thumb gently over the wrinkles forming under his eyes, he grabs my hand, sighing, and he kisses it

He hums, "not yet, sweetheart. It's only been two hours since i've woken up, i want to do it with you." He brings some softness on my lips, i laugh, "me?" He nods. "Alright," i sit up, still wrapping myself with this heck of a blanket, pretending as if he never saw me naked for me to still keep hiding. "Yeah." Jungkook gets up, but i wait for him to leave. He does not move.

I turn my head, gaze at him as he does it back too, but mine's of awkwardness.

"What happened?" He plays with his rings, chuckling, and he glances at me, breathing out while he knows what i want. "Here." He gets off the bed and gets me a black t-shirt, the long sleeved one.

"Thank you...." i smile, lowering my head and taking this fabric in my hands which contain his masculine strong cologne, this one will be stuck in my head for sure.

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