SHORT SKIRTS | 18+ | Jungkook

Chapter 19 | Good Girl

"Remember darling, you're mine to fuck, mine to control, mine to kiss, mine to dominate, and mine to love. I ain't sparing no one who dares to touch you like I do. This heavenly body of yours is made only for me, right?" She nods and crumbles the fabric of my shirt in her hands, "Yes daddy" and heads out of the room leaving me in shock.

I stand there dumbfounded, but loving the effect she has on me. The door was slightly open and I stare at her figure disappearing into the hallway. I stand there for a minute and think about what she had just said, those two words repeating in my head non-stop, and sending waves of goosebumps through my entire body, causing me to throw my head back and imagine all the dirty things she would have written in her diary. I only read the first page of it that day when I had her to my place for the first time. This reminds me of last evening, in the shower with her, it was so damn romantic and sexy at the same time. No doubt she's got such a beautiful body and skills. I can't forgot how she made me lose my mind and soul, making me fall in love even more.

I wonder what else she has written in the diary. I wanna read it. Every single page and word in it. I'd let her know how it feels.

I take my textbooks and walk out of my cabin to head to the class I have in a few minutes.

13th August, 2019

2:00 a.m.

I walk back upstairs after getting a cup of hot milk with some powdered almond mixed in it for some flavor. I open the door of my bedroom and slowly sit on the bed, before I heard a message on my phone. Wondering who would text me at this hour,  I grab the phone from the nightstand and an instant smile lands on my face. The happiness and warmth I feel every time I hear or see anything that has to do something with you. I open the messages after carefully placing the cup of milk on the nightstand. 

I open my Instagram and go to my DM section. I see her username on the top with a few new messages and I quickly tap on it due to the intense excitement running through my veins.

< Mister Jeon? You're... probably not awake but... I have to yell you something ]

< I mean... tell you something* ]

< I probably can't come to the date tomorrow, because... ]

< I just... idk how to say this Mister Jeon ]

< you were so excited for this but... I had to do this ]

< okay I'm just... embarrassed because... it's my period and... we might not be able to do anything in comfort so... ]

< I don't want you to be uncomfortable tomorrow, so why don't we just postpone ? ]

My heart cracks open a little after reading all the painful words she said, but I gather myself together to convince her and make sure she doesn't dwell in the assumption that I might be uncomfortable. 

[ Baby, listen >

[ It's completely fine and no, I'm not uncomfortable >

[ I'm happy and really comfortable with anything that I'm gonna do with you. >

[You don't have to overthink about all that. >