Igniting Sparks

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The first time Park Chaeyoung saw Jeon Jungkook, she fell. No, not for him. No, not on her knees due to his unreal hotness. Nope, it wasn't anything romantic at all. She literally fell, with him above her. She was pretty sure she had broken bones. Not. Here's how it happened:

Chaeyoung had just returned home from her Saturday morning coffee with her best friend, Jennie Kim. They had met at college and clicked instantly, and while Jennie had dropped out and gone in to become a fitness trainer, they had kept in touch. She had been back in Seoul for a year now, graduating early at 19 at the top of her class, so they started having coffee every Saturday morning and gossiping about their lives. Today's intel had been on the failing relationship of her sister Kim Jisoo and Kim Seok Jin, playboy of Seoul.While Chaeyoung didn't really know Jisoo, and had gotten a cold shoulder every time they met, she was a little slow to sympathize. She had been allowed friends outside the Bratva, only she had to be extra careful choosing them, and Jimin had to accompany her whenever she went to meet one of them. She had relented considering Jimin was awesome and fun under all his macho, broody crap.

She grinned.

Leaving him outside, she just walked inside the house, towards her room from the corridor that led to her father's study, looking down at her phone and trying to figure out a cryptic puzzle game. The sun was filtering in through the large windows and she was just at the turn to her room when she hit a wall. The phone dropped from her palm and her arms flailed around wildly, trying to hold something but the impact was so strong that she knew she was going to fall. So, she closed her eyes and latched onto the only solid thing and before she knew it, the wall fell with her, on her, knocking the breath out of her.

"Fuck."

Huh. Maybe she hit her head too hard. She didn't think walls could curse. Although, a tribe in Asia believed that walls had ears and could hear everything. They could also speak but the frequency was too low for human ears. Maybe, she had unknowingly tapped into that frequency. That would be genius actually.

A huff of air over her face startled her. Did that wall just chuckle?

"I am not a wall."

A low, husky voice said, from right above her. Her eyes flew open. And latched on to a pair of a startling shade of black and grey. She took in his face- the square jaw dusted with a day old stubble, the straight nose, the broad forehead, the dark and soft hair, the soft, plump lips, the mole under his bottom lip. She took in everything and realized that he wasn't a wall, but a man. A very well-muscled man from the feel of him. And feel him she did. From where her breasts were pressed against his hard, solid chest, to the hips that were being cradled by her, to the strong thighs she could feel pulsing beside hers, to the biceps that were clenching with the weight of his torso, to the shoulders she was gripping for her life. She felt him. She took him in. She realized that he was doing his own perusal and she could feel the result of that perusal against her hip, slowly coming alive.

She gulped and said. "I know you're not a wall. I'm pretty sure walls don't have erections. Ew, that was a weird image. Huh." Her eyes widened. "Not that I'm commenting on your erection. It feels like a really nice erection. Although I think erections are more naughty than nice. Not that I'm saying you're having naughty thoughts. Well, obviously you are, since well, hello, erection! You erection is like solid. Huh, well erections are supposed to be or the entire biological purpose of invading the cave kind of fails. Your wouldn't. I'm sure it's the Indiana Jones of erections."

He barked out a laugh above her, his eyes dancing with mirth. "Can you please stop saying 'erection'?"

Chaeyoung flushed under his close scrutiny. "Yeah, sure. If you can please get off me. Not that I'm uncomfortable, I'm enjoying this _one-on-one_ meeting very much but if anyone saw us, they might just slit your throat. So, really you're welcome, since I'm saving your life."

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