DEAD SENSES || J.JK ✔

39| Green light

Next day

5 am

The sound of a loud thunder wakes me up dreadfully, I lick my dried lips, putting a break on my heavy heartbeat, feeling like I've ran a marathon. The parched soreness in my throat makes me thirsty, so I open my eyes but slide my arm up to the nightstand, I look for the bottle of water.

Having this man's face stuffed into the crook of my neck, his soft but messy wavy hair tickles me as I struggle to move.

My hand finally reaches to the bottle, I take it to my lips and incline up to drink it down properly so that I don't choke on this and wake up jungkook.

"Mm," he mumbles something on my curves, his lips pushing on my breasts above the cloth, making me feel like a real burrito wrapped around his tough and tattooed arms. This is one of the best mornings I've woken up to, even if the cause was thunder.

I cannot lie about my happiness, the smile I got at his husky hum, this one which tells me about soothed and better state with the way he's in his deep sleep. I bend down but push his long hair away from his forehead to press a gentle kiss there. He doesn't budge, to my luck. So I try hard to move away from him, but my dress rides up all the way to my ribs.

Thank goodness, he's fast asleep.

I slide my legs out of his, and I get up on my fours to slowly crawl away from him and I get down the bed, peeking behind him to look out for his slumber, careful to not disturb him.

He shifts, and I fall down on my knees to hide. Mister jeon shifts to face the roof, and tugs on the blanket to pull it up to his chest, his hard-on seeming to catch my eyes without my will, I didn't intend to see it in this pure early morning. A smile grows on my face and I turn around to go get my cardigan, feeling cold once I'm away from his body.

I wear it, heading towards the bathroom. I make sure to lock the door of my bedroom so that michelle doesn't come inside mistakenly.

I enter the bathroom to take a bath, quiet and gentle with movements to not create much noise.

10 am

"Bye, I'll catch something on the way." She catches a piece of Nutella bread with her teeth, speaking without effort. "You better do, I don't want you to skip breakfast again for working on your games too much." I flip the pancake on the pan, glancing behind at her as she's putting on her bucket hat, "yes, mommy."

That makes me chuckle, I take out the cooked pancake in the plate for mister jeon, "take care." I shout these words in a low sound, going to her to give her a hug as she's going to her studio.

"Dude...." she smiles as soon as I move back and she gazes down at me, "you're really so sweet." I accept her sweettalk, "if so, then listen to me and don't stay empty stomach, okay?" She nods, smiling brightly. The doorknob of my bedroom opens suddenly, but makes both our heads turn towards the sound of it. Mister jeon's sleepy figure peeks out, but he looks right at me after glancing at the one in front of me.

"I'm gonna run late again, dammit." Michelle curses, closing the zipper of her purse after stuffing her phone inside. "Goodbye, see you later." She tells back the same words as I told, and goes out of the house.

I breathe in, going back to doing what I was, feeling someone's footsteps approaching me. "I slept too long, ugh," he tries to not have a voice crack with this deep and growly voice coming out from his throat and he clears it, standing near me, at my left. "You haven't." I insinuate my objection at his selflessness, "I know you hadn't slept like this in long, you haven't done anything wrong."