Being 24 and recently laid off from my job was not all it was cracked up to be. But one job application-that I filled out only because my best friend has the best puppy dog eyes-changed it all.
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My eyes opened slowly, my mind feeling as if it was floating weightless on water. I hummed as a smile tugged at my lips-the memory of last night was still fresh in my mind. How could it not have been? I was pretty sure I would remember that night for the rest of my freakin' life.
I stretched languidly, feeling my pliant muscles sting toward the end with exertion. Considering how roughly Jungkook handled me, I was expecting to feel more sore... Everywhere. If you know what I mean. With the exception of a little stiffness, I felt amazing, all things considered. I was certain my spine would not be happy with being shoved into a wall. Turns out, I was wrong. 10/10 would recommend.
The soft sound of a door opening knocked me out of my thoughts and made me open my senses more. The smell of my lavender fabric softener was hugging me tightly, so we were still in my room. But who would be coming in so late?
Unless... Jungkook was leaving?
That thought made my eyes fling open, but what I saw staring back at me had me nearly yelping in surprise. Jimin's round, dark gaze lit up with amusement, probably from the small gasp his sudden appearance pulled out of me.
I narrowed my eyes into a glare. Exactly when were these men going to stop jump-scaring me for their own amusement?
"Jimin?" I questioned, still unsure if I was fully awake or this was part of a very vivid dream. He grinned, some of his sparkling white teeth peeking out beneath his full lips.
"That's my name," he said sarcastically. I rolled my eyes and sat up with a huff. So, definitely not a dream then.
"What time is it?" I scratched my head as I looked around. Good lord, I felt like I was asleep for two whole days. This must be what good sex does for you-talk about trippy.
"It's almost eight," he whispered. Why was he whispering again? I nodded and blinked a few times, feeling my consciousness finally start to wake up. A little too late, if you ask me, because as soon as his words hit me, my eyes flew to his in panic.
"Eight?!" I screeched, scrambling to get out of bed. I was so late and so dead. In the chaos I created by trying to leap off my bed, I flung a pillow toward the headboard to get it out of my way. A grunt followed as soon as it made contact with something, making me pause, then nearly choke on what I saw.
A still very naked Jungkook, sprawled out, face-down next to where I was laying only seconds ago. A thin sheet covered all the goods, unfortunately for me, but when he lifted his head to look back at me, blinking sleepily, I couldn't help but want to crawl back into his arms and the warmth they provided.
He was just so cute when he first woke up.
"What's wrong, Bunny?" he asked. Okay, scratch the cute comment. The roughness of his morning voice nearly had me panting. It should have been illegal for someone to sound and look that hot the moment they opened their eyes.
