SMITTEN || J.JK

18| Heat

1 hour later

My eyes avert from the screen to the man sprawled next to me on the couch while he absorbs the vision of The Lord of the Rings playing on the huge screen, completely oblivious of the swooping feeling that his fingertips circling on my shoulder blade cause in my chest.

I've come to realise that jungkook is an extremely physical person, he's constantly grazing my back or stroking my shoulder whenever I'm close to him and damn me if I don't love every time he summons softness inside me. It's like my body convulses helplessly on his touches and I'm constantly reminded of the state he brought me down to, a few days back. Actually, I take it back, he didn't bring me down, he had awoken my senses to a new high, an incredible state that had engraved pleasure and heat on every inch of my body. I've never succumbed so easily to someone but the ease with which he charms me into admitting his effect and voicing my needs, he introduces me to a different side of mine, the one I never thought of discovering until a few weeks ago.

"What is that sexy brain of yours thinking?",He leans in close, nuzzling my neck in his scent which is cruelly addicting."Is this about the wish that I granted you?",he repeats it again with a hazy gaze and I'm starting to think he might be teasing me with a hidden notion behind the word 'wish'. I don't answer him, still confused about what I have in my mind because of the pressure it may bring and the changes it can cause between us.

"Maybe. I'm not sure if I want to demand it right now…it's just kind of scary.",I release a sharp breath and his deep brown eyes bore into mine, concerned from my hesistance."What is it, pocky? Is something bothering you?",He closes the space between us, his arm wrapping around my back and he adjusts on the leather seat to have a complete look on me before he strokes a soothing thumb on my arm which earns a squeal from Donghyun.

"God, what in the world is happening here?Are you two fucking each other?",He distracts everyone by reverting their faces at us and giving us an interrogative stare."Shut the hell up, dude. Keep your language out of my house, junghee is still here.",Jungkook doesn't care to explain anything about us and this piques curiosity in my mind. Seriously, what are we doing here? It clearly isn't a normal friendship with the instances where we've felt the chemistry between us. No matter how good it feels when we're close or spending time in his room, this doesn't mean I'm going to slip into this cycle without knowing the limits. I've changed my decision to talk about the wish, I think I need to address this relationship between us first.

"So what are you guys doing if you're not fucking each other?",Junghee air-quotes the latter part and I scowl at her. Traitor. Before I can respond, the tender touch laying on my spine leaves my body and jungkook gives her a stoic stare."It's none of your business and you use the f-word in front of me again, I'm going to tear all the poste—",I leap between them to not let it bubble intensely between them and occupy the space before the patio where the rest of the boys are sitting."Jesus, are you guys just gonna eat pizza and popcorn? Why don't I make you all white sauce pasta?",All of them display alarmed expressions and there is a beat of silence before jaesung shifts on his seat.

"Please save me from this shitload, girlie. I'm on my knees.",He lets out a dramatic gasp and collapses on the arm of the sofa and I take the cue to work in the kitchen but a cry halts me in my tracks."I told you to bring the cheese one, you wanted pepperoni. Not my fault that you're eating shit.",Mingyu slaps this poor boy's arm and they holler at each other over the pizza that has been sitting almost untouched on the table before us so I don't bother to waste my time and pass across the living room.

"Hey, do you have parmesan cheese?",I throw a look behind and realise that  jungkook joins me in the living room as I saunter on the kitchen island."Yeah, it's on the top shelf. Let me help you.",he opens the topmost section of the refrigerator that's fitted into the ceiling but I make a beeline for him."Wait, I'll get it myself. I really want to make something for all of you and you're not helping me. I'm doing it alone.",I feel like I'll be restless until I express my gratitude properly and making my favourite dish is the only thing I'm expert at so I'm not leaving the opportunity.