Tomorrow is the day where they will do wedding dress fittings at Seulgi's boutique, if Jisoo doesn't remember the schedule wrong. But her brow furrowed watching how Jungkook was still busy in his work chair while focusing on the screen, or occasionally signing company documents.
The man just stopped to eat, and already. He didn't even heed Jisoo's seductive hug to rest for a while, until the clock showed 9 pm.
Jisoo snorted. She understands Jungkook doesn't want their marriage to be overburdened by work, but wouldn't it be even worst if the groom couldn't come on the wedding day because he got sick? Jungkook is stubborn. However, Jisoo felt more upset because she couldn't help her future husband.
"Jungkook, you've been working all day," complained Jisoo lying on their bed, staring at the broad back of the man on the side of the room. It was about six meters from where she was now and she was sure her voice was loud enough to be heard. But Jungkook didn't even look back.
She then got up from her position and approached Jungkook. Wrapped her arm around the man's neck and kissed his cheek gently.
"Honey, you need to rest first. I don't want you to get sick."
The man glanced over, just replying Jisoo's kiss on the cheek. Then back to his favorite documents.
"In a minute, okay? You go to bed first."
Jisoo let go of her hug with her lips pursed in annoyance. Oh that was a sentence she had heard many times since this afternoon. And the man remained unmoved from his chair.
With furrowed brows while spinning her thoughts, Jisoo walked to the bathroom to clean her face, and started her evening ritual, applying facial treatments. From the edge of the mirror, her eyes were glued to their slightly ajar cupboard. Although it is called a closet, it is actually a small room where their clothes are stored. And Jisoo immediately smiled when she got an idea.
She didn't know if this would work, but her feet still swayed into Jungkook's walk-in closet. Deciding whether she should wear the man's clothes or her lingerie.
She finally came to the decision to take off all her clothes and reach for a maroon lingerie and intend to wear it, until a better idea popped into her head.
Her lips curved into a wide smile as she put the lingerie back where it belonged, and simply walked back to her lover's desk after applying perfume on her. All naked.
Oh, this might be a very risky idea. But maybe this is the only way to separate Jungkook from his desk other than pretending to be pregnant or dying.
Well the second idea sounds even dumber, so Jisoo will just go with the first one.
She deliberately stood on the side where the corner of Jungkook's eyes was still possible to stare at her, rather than standing behind him.
"Honey, do you want me to make coffee?" The slender fingers touched Jungkook's shoulder and squeezed it gently. Waiting for Jungkook to glance at her-
And it worked.
The man had barely opened his mouth when all his lost words evaporated in the air. Nothing left his lips as the eagle's eyes stared at the naked, beautiful body by his side.
"I think so," Jisoo smiled mischievously, lowered her head to quickly kiss Jungkook's lips and then turned her body to leave the room.
"... honey-" Jungkook looked at his computer again before his gaze fell back on the sexy buttocks that slowly disappeared from his view, then groaned softly while slamming the document slowly, "damn it ," he groaned softly as he got up from his chair and walked out of the room.
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Roomies with Benefits
FanfictionA story about two, soon-to-be roommates, who have a not so platonic friendship. "Fuck me" said Jisoo quietly. "What? I didn't hear you" "I said fuck me, Jeon Jungkook" 🔞 (RATED-R) 🔞