Jeon Guk

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August 28, 2013

The morning after that night, Jung Kook wasn't in my bed. I sat up and look around the room it was strange waking up not seeing him. I felt odd like something within in me had unleashed. Last night, was my first ever sexual experience, though it was just on my neck and breast. It felt like something more I wanted more. I wanted to see what else I can experience with this new feeling and I needed Jung Kook for that. With a blast of courage I barged into his room he was shirtless, and blushing he was sitting on his bed on his phone. I stood up in front of him with pleading eyes.

"I want to feel how I felt last night." I said, unsure of how my Korean sounded. "Please, Kookie."

His face was blank and unsure of how to comprehend the situation. "What are you talking about?"

I gave him the 'are you messing with me look' and he shook his head. I approached him,

"You did this."

I pushed him back on the bed so that I was on top. I suddenly felt lost and not knowing what to do.

WHAT ARE YOU DOING LICK THE BOYS NECK FOR PEACE SAKE?

I wanted to, but my body wasn't letting me. His face was extremely red and he looked so confused and scared. What was happening does he not remember doing this to me?

My face lowered to his neck as I lick slowly he tasted like peppermint. He moaned, and looked into my eyes. I've never seen someone so scared he looked like a little boy so different from last night.

Last night he knew what he was doing as if he was a skilled expert but now he's unsure of what to do. I reached for his crotch just as he did to me.

I looked into his scared, nervous eyes. "Don't you remember?"

He shook his head, eyes pleading for me to get off of him.

"You never did this before?" I asked him.

"I-I'm a virgin." He mumbled.

I pull myself off him trying to put together pieces. This wasn't who I am, I would never do this to a boy, never mind Jung Kook who's family basically took me in and here I was trying to get their son to pleasure me.

"I'm sorry." I whispered in Korean. "I don't know what go into me."

He was still speechless, the poor boy probably never went this far with a girl and I probably scared the heck out of him. What did he think of me now?

I left his room leaving him still lying on the bed confused. I felt so bad, he had no clue of what was going on. The rest of the day he avoided me he didn't even look at me once when I asked him a question he would answer in a monotone voice, 'Ne' (Yes) and 'Aniyo' (No). Later that night, Sung Yeon ask me to help her with something in her room. Her room was also big it was a deep navy blue color she had photos of Jung Kook and his brother all over her walls. Also on the counter near her bed was a wedding photos of her and her husband. Her husband looked exactly like Jung Kook just a more mature and less innocent version. Sung Yeon was beautiful her skin was so smooth it was hard to believe that she was in her forties.

"Waa, you are very beautiful." I tell her in English showing her the wedding photo I was holding in my hand. She bowed her head slightly.

"Have you noticed anything different in Jung Kook?" She asked me in English so he wouldn't hear.

My back straighten up, could she had possibly known I tried to seduce her son.

I shook my head, this was the second time I had lied to her face. "Why?"

"I've been meaning to tell you but I've never had the chance." She looked down to the ground. "Jung Kook has D.I.D. Dissociative identity disorder which means he had multiple personalities since he was four."

"He takes medication to keep in under control." She mumbles. Her English was absolutely perfect, sometimes I forgot she spoke Korean at times. "I know that's a lot to take in."

"But if you see any change please tell me." She looks at me her eyes look as if she was ready to cry. I nodded, wanting to tell her about last night but I kept quiet."To tell you the truth, my husband and Jung Hyung left because they feared Jung Kook other personality." I saw a tear roll down her face.

"Jung Kook other person calls himself Jeon Guk." She says as she takes the wedding photo and places in a drawer.

Although I was still confused, it was clearer to understand. There was so much unanswered questions I had. But I know from sure who I saw last night was not Jung Kook.

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