Care

ꪀ° 7: happy again.

5 years later.

You went to college for 4 years, all semesters and during the summers so you could finish as soon as possible and pay off your loans.

But for once in your life, you were finally financially okay again. You were happy again.... Your boyfriend knows of your past lover and promised to never do the same. He keeps up with you everyday although you both are too busy to spend time together. He's a little younger than you but taller and muscular.

He stretches, waking up from your twin size bed, he looks at you, sound asleep. He hugs you after throwing his shirt on the ground, cuddling with you shirtless. You face the opposite way from him, sleeping on your side.

You wake up and hold his hand that circles around your small waist, "goodmorningggg.." you sing, letting him kiss your cheek.

"Morning babe.." he smiles against your face.

"Ahhh," you hold your head, "did I get drunk..." you chuckle, "it hurts."

"Yep.. and I know how to make you feel better.." he gets out of bed, walking over to your kitchen in your apartment.

You follow him, seeing him wear an apron around his bare chest, "sexyyyy," you laugh, sitting at the couch, "fuck, my head hurts. Why did you let me drink so muuuch?" You fake cry, curling in a ball, holding your head in hangover.

He starts making you a hangover soup. "Hey, I tried to stop ya, you were really pouring it out though, you're so bipolar.." he laughs.

"Oh no... what did I do– what did I say??" Your eyes widened, trying to remember what happened last night.

"You're dancing one minute, then you were crying, and then you started stripping, and then you started crying again... then you were twerking.." he chuckles, "it's okay though.. it's just you and me babe, and I find all of it hot."

"You're crazy.." you giggle to yourself, walking over to his body, hugging him around his torso, "I'm so happy you found me... I'm finally happy again.."

He washes his hand at the sink, quickly turning around to pick you up easily as you squeal, "you're the one who found me." He kisses your lips, putting your body against the fridge.

You make out with him as he caresses your ass, your arms hugging him around his head. You lean your head against the fridge as he makes his way down your neck, slobbering on your collarbone.

The soup starts to overboil, spilling, "jungkooookk!" You chuckle, getting down from his hold, "your soup."

He laughs with you, "crap!"

You sit at the coffee table, "is this good?" You look at the younger, questioning his food.

"It's sooo good. Trust me. My mom taught me well." He smiles at you.

"My boyfriend is soooo talented. How did I get this lucky?" You grab the spoon and dig in.

"You're lucky?? No I'm the lucky one." He speaks with a smile while you blow onto the broth you picked up with your spoon.

"Wow, this is actually really good." You say after giving it a try.

"I told you," he moves your hair out of your face.

-

You straddle Jungkook on his bed at his apartment,

The both of you in a heated make out session. His hand grabs your left boob from under his Black T shirt you were wearing. He purposely only gave you that and an underwear you left here after you showered with him.