addicted to you ; jjk

panic womb (m)

The sounds of the nightclub still echo in your ears, the base pumping through you even as you step off the elevator, heels sinking into the plush carpet.

Jeongguk lags behind you, hands sifting through the pockets of his jeans to locate the key to your apartment before you let your vision focus and then refocus again, blinking wildly. Perhaps those tequila shots Taehyung gave you weren't such a good idea.

Jeongguk stumbles, catching himself on the wall with one hand before a screech of laughter bursts from your lips. By the time Jeongguk can catch up to you and place a hand over your mouth, you're already lost to a fit of drunken giggles.

"Shh!" Your boyfriend murmurs against your cheek, his lips already curling into a smile before the first of many chuckles breaks free, "Baby, shh! We can't wake the neighbours,"

It's two weeks until your one year anniversary - a whole year of being Jeongguk's girlfriend. Of loving him. And six months since you moved in. You've seen each other at your best and worse at this point; the week during Christmas when Jeongguk had the flu and the two of you had to cancel your trips to see family, opting to stay on the sofa and spend Christmas day watching movies; two months ago when, faced with another rejection letter, Jeongguk held your crying form until you were pressing your face to his neck, hiccupping with dry sobs as you lamented your failures.

It has been the best time of your life, and you tell Jeongguk just as much as soon as your laughter fades, his hands on your waist and his eyes gazing down at you with more love than you ever thought possible. He bends down, your heels making the journey a shorter one, before he presses his lips to yours. It's just as you begin to lose yourself in his kiss that he exclaims against your lips, rearing back to present the key to your apartment.

"Dummy," You grumble, unable to prevent the smile that crawls over your lips, "Come on, I need to pee,"

The apartment is just as you left it - lived in, warm and scattered with the many outfits you'd showcased to Jeongguk before the two of you headed off to meet Taehyung and Mina. A warm glow bubbles in your chest as you recall the loved up pair waving you and Jeongguk off into a taxi, Taehyung's arm slung around Mina's neck as he pressed a smiling kiss into her hair.

You toe off your heels with a soft groan of pleasure when your bare feet flatten against the cool, wood floor. Your head is hazy from the alcohol running through your system, and there's a pressing need just below your stomach, a reminder that you hadn't had time to go to the restroom before your cab had arrived to bring you home. Once business is taken care of, you stroll back out into the living area to see Jeongguk in the kitchen, plopping a few large ice cubes in a glass of water.

His body is warm and solid, your cheek planting itself securely in the middle of his back when you wrap your arms around his waist. You can smell the soap you used on his laundry, and the cologne you got him for Valentine's day, but underneath it all is a scent you never ever grow tired of. It makes you feel homesick, even though the person you've found home in is right here, barefoot in the kitchen of the apartment you share. His heart beats a steady rhythm, and you close your eyes, squeezing him further against you as is back rumbles with a soft laugh.

"Drink this," He swivels in your hold, an arm coming over to wrap around your shoulders before his lips press a featherlight kiss to your hairline, "you don't wanna be hungover tomorrow. Tequila is no good for you,"

"What about you?" You lean back a little, taking the class as instructed and downing a few icy gulps of the water. It's refreshing, but you can't manage more than a few mouthfuls. Jeongguk watches you, eyes a little dazed with a matching blush on his cheeks, and you reach forward to place the glass back on the counter behind him.