He knew her better than anyone. She admired how attentive he was to her. They devoted themselves to each other. He didn't want to date her. She yearned for true love. Nevertheless, she remained satisfied with their friendship.
They were doomed from...
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"waiting for — taemin"
"Jungkook, leave me alone." Taehee pushed pass the clingy boy, putting her purse on the hanger.
"But-"
"No buts! I told you to stop and you didn't so now I'm not paying any attention to you at all. You thought I'd come home and immediately give you what you wanted? You're so wrong." She shook her head.
Before Taehee left to work, she told Jungkook to not touch himself or do anything of the sort while she was away. He gave her a slight attitude, but ended up agreeing.
While Taehee had been working, Jungkook had spent his time at the gym.
The problem was when he'd send her videos of him working out. Pictures of the raging boner poking the material of his sweats.
He'd "handle" himself in the bathroom and he'd send her videos and images of him. He sent her message after message, begging her to come home early to deal with him.
Taehee warned him not to provoke her anymore but he did want he wanted anyway. Even going as far as leaving her a very inappropriate voicemail.
She needed him to realize his actions. She was very turned on yes, but she told him distinctly not to touch himself while she was away.
"Taehee I'm sorry." Jungkook followed her up the stairs. "Just fix me please."
"I'm sorry Jungkook you're going to just have to help yourself. I am no use." She shrugged her shoulders, taking off her watch once she got inside the home. "Let's just watch a movie or something yeah? I'm stressed."
"I'm sorry angel." He helped place her on the bed, removing her clothing. "What pajamas did you want to wear?"
"Get me the magenta set with the robe please. The one with the black lining." She pointed at their open closet.
Jungkook grabbed the robe and pajama satin set from the closet. He placed the clothing items on her bed. "Put these on while I go make us a snack. Strawberries and blackberries sound good?"
She nodded with a smile on her face while Jungkook went downstairs.
Jungkook almost acted as a servant towards her. "Princess" wasn't just some nickname. He wanted to do absolutely anything he can for her.
Prepare her meals, dress her, drive her. Anything. Although she was an independent woman, she deserved the princess treatment she was getting.
Some of it also made up for how he treated her in the past. Old Jungkook would use his actions as a way to creep into her pants. Perform meaningless duties to get what he wanted.
Now he performed acts of service out of love. Out of passion for the woman he adored. He truly was a changed man. He would give nothing more than to have his whole life's purpose be to simply serve her.
