Know Me

Chapter Twenty Three

Y/N's POV

I was both unable and unwilling to hold in the giggles that bubbled from between my lips as Jungkook and I traipsed downstairs. My heart clutched in my chest as he slid his hand into mine, butterflies completely assaulting my insides as I felt his fingers slide assuredly between mine.

He was a marvel, I thought to myself. Only Jungkook could make my heart burst with happiness like this. Only he could make me feel so light and loved and simply happy.

I could feel my own nose scrunching as I looked up at him, automatically imitating his grin as we all but stumbled into the kitchen.

"YA!" Seokjin oppa yelled upon spying us, spinning around to face us with a hand on his slim hip, the oven's glow behind him giving him a golden silhouette. "You two raucous pups were giggling so loud up there that I almost overcooked my cinnamon rolls!" His full rosy lips were set in a mock pout, dark eyebrows tugged together as his tail swished through the air.

"Sorry, Jinnie oppa." I answered him entreatingly, trying to make my eyes look big and pretty like Jungkook's as I did so. I bit back a giggle as the handsome dog hybrid let out a loud 'harumff!' and turned back to the oven to open the door.

As soon as his back was turned, Jungkook's lips were at my neck, pressing hasty kisses against my sensitive skin, his arms banding around me and pressing my back flush with his chest.

"I can hear that you know . . ." Jin oppa growled as he donned an oven mitt and slid a steaming tray from the oven, his back still to the two of us.
I felt my cheeks entirely flood with blush while JK merely chuckled, sinking into the nearest kitchen chair and tugging me down with him, his palms splaying over the tops of my thighs as he settled me on his lap.

I resolutely concentrated on watching Seokjin oppa piping sweet white icing onto the steaming hot fresh cinnamon rolls he had just baked, instead of the way Jungkook's mouth had quietly found it's way to the hollow beneath my ear, his lips open against the mark he had most recently made.

"Seokjinnie oppa, your cinnamon rolls are the most -ah- the most delicious in the entire world." I declared, hoping that he missed the catch in my voice as the warm tip of Jungkook's tongue slowly circled the love bite he had given me a little while ago, tingles skittering across my skin.

"Thank you, little one. You're right, they are the most delicious just like I am the most handsome." He preened, his dark tail whipping through the air as he turned, a grin on his face and a tray full of sticky sweet fluffy cinnamon rolls in his hands. His brown eyes immediately zeroed in on where Jungkook's mouth was burrowed against the hollow under my ear.

"Jeon Jungkook!" The elder hybrid's voice bounced around the kitchen. "Y/N is already saturated in your scent, bunny. Leave her be."

I giggled as I heard Jungkook let out a sigh behind me, muttering a low, "yes, hyung," before settling his chin down against my shoulder instead.

"Why the long face, Koo bubba?" Namjoon cooed with a fond smile as he came into the kitchen, almond eyes crinkling as he spotted Jungkook's pouting face atop my shoulder.

"S'nothing." The bunny sniffled in my ear. "Just hyungie being a meanie as usual."
I couldn't help but join in with the laughter that immediately erupted out of Namjoon, giggling even more at the exaggerated look of shock on Seokjin's face.

"Oh yeah, he's real mean alright what with all his fussing over you and making you delicious sweet treats." Namjoon chuckled, reaching for a cinnamon roll after giving a quick caress to one of the pup's ears.
I twisted a little in Jungkook's lap and reached up to poke at his cheeks until his lips lifted into a smile, pinching and nudging until it became genuine and he giggled.