07: Cramps

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I slide again inside the thick covers that are more warm because of the heat that's radiating off him, and I cover my body dropping my head on the pillow, "jungoo" I tease him with the tip of my finger poking his button cute nose that I wish I had. He remains still in deep slumber, unfortunately I've to wake him up so he doesn't get late for work, "jungkook, you're going to be late" I voice out my thoughts, my voice rough and husk slightly from the sleepiness that I'd woken up from just thirty minutes before to make him breakfast.

He doesn't wake up, I comb his messy hair with the help of my fingertips and only fingers to then pull them back to clear his forehead. "Do you want me to pour cold water on you, hm" as expected he grumbles and whine something incoherent.

"Speak coherently, or no, get up and get fresh up I'd placed your breakfast on the table" he groans but blink his eyes open and rub them. "Are you up or should I throw wat-"

"I'm up, I'm up, geez. You're so mean" I snuggle in the pillow and pull the blanket higher on my body to warm my body up. This feels so nice that I don't want to get up.

"You're going to sleep?" I nod with a smile of content on my face, "tsk, you look so happy" he chuckle under his breath, my smile widened, I pull my thigh higher and bend my knees and get into the most comfortable position I like and sleep in.

"Of course, i like sleeping, though you should go and brush your teeth the smell is coming till here" I grimace, he turn his head backwards and breath out near my face.

"Eek, You nasty!" I shriek, pushing his head away while he laugh shamelessly and walk to get inside the washroom.

"Don't make any sound I'm sleeping" I say to annoy him but close my eyes as I can already feel the heaviness of sleep on my eyelids.

Several moments later jungkook walks out dressed in his suit, a red half sleeve shirt with black trousers. The fabric strains against his thighs as he move forth but his eyes stops on your sleeping face.

Jungkook remember a flash back of last night but shake the thoughts away, "are you feeling ill?" He asks quietly running his hand through your unbrushed hair but the silence greets him only.

"Why is she sleeping...on my bed too..." He wondered out aloud but stepped back to go out and eat his breakfast since he was already past his schedule.

"Sir, there's the documents that you asked for" jungkook nod his head and grab it from the employer hands.

"Where's my coffee?" His eyes scans each papers. The free hand whisk up to brush his hair back from his forehead but also glance up to roll his head and shrug his shoulder to exhale sharply

"I...I'm sorry sir it'll be here soon.." the man stuttered, biting on his lips nervously. A sharp exhale escape him, "it's ok, have you reschedule the meeting with Jung's?" He lean back and shot a glance to his wrist watch, "yes sir, they'll be here tomorrow morning as it's discussed, but sir.." jungkook raise his eyes up from the watch, "hmm?" The man could see that his boss was tired, "you should go home we'll handle the rest, it's already late" jungkook chuckled and slide the chair back to it's place to get back to his work, "am I looking that terrible?"

The guy panick, "no no, I-i mean it's...you just seem tired so.." jungkook licked his lips and curved them up in a small smile. "I'm okay. Bring me the coffee please" he said politely, the guy stepped back and nodded his head. "Ofcourse"

Jungkook breathed out and rubbed his palm over his back, "gosh, I'll need a massage from y/n" a slight shivers run down his body as the cold Breeze welcome him making him want to pee.

"Cold" he muttered, jungkook rushed to his car and climbed in quickly to avoid the coldness of the city. He drove along the road and pulled over once he reached home. Entering inside he removed his boots and then proceeded to lose his tie while getting further inside the warm house. Jungkook was about to toss the jacket on the couch carelessly when your angry face crossed Infront his eyes, he shuddered at the image and clutched the jacket to his chest.

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