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25. Eyes on you

Jimin

The next day, we had a better handle on our situation. We didn't have to go out of the way to make ourselves seem busy. An understanding reprieve fell between us since I opened up to him. I decided I wanted to go to the university today.

After we cooked breakfast together, I started eating it inside the kitchen quickly. "Slow down, Jimin. Easy there. Don't want you to choke."

And I choked. 

He was on his feet, giving me water and patting my back. I felt his touch searing my skin where it landed. It didn't even feel strange to have someone in my space on whom I could rely on. "Thanks," I inhaled when I could breathe freely through my mouth. "I have to go."

"I know," he pointed at the window. "the weather is better today."

"Yeah," I brought my dish to the sink and soaked it in soap water. "Will you go to the bar, too?"

"I am thinking to go," he answered as I started cleaning my plate.

I nodded. 

Leaving each other hasn't been a big deal, but it felt like it. We both were running around in circles. He had been lately sleeping on the couch and we were successfully following our rule to keep our distance during the day. I really needed a good fuck. My body was withering in need, but I neither had the courage to ask for it nor did I have time now.

My legs took me across the room and I entered the closet. Changing into a new pair of clothes, I fixed my hair and grabbed my shoes for the day. 

"Bye, Jungkook!" I hollered on my way out, not wanting to stop and talk to him to feel the burning sexual tension between us again. 

 I heard his footsteps, but I didn't wait for him. Just as I started my car, the fuel engine light flickered. I groaned, hitting the steering with my hands. I had to check on it, but I forgot that and the refill. I haven't been driving lately and now I was getting late to do anything about it.

When I stepped out of the car, taking my bag with me, I saw Jungkook coming out of the manor after locking the door. "What's wrong?" He asked, looking at me and then at my car. 

"No fuel to make it to the petrol station." I kicked the wheel.

He smiled in delight. "Come," he gripped my hand, "Please allow me. I'll drop you." He asked me as if I'd do him a favor by getting in his car.

"Ah," I gripped my hair and pulled on them. "I am sorry about the trouble." 

"It's no trouble at all. In fact, it's my pleasure, Angel." He opened the door for me.

I got inside and my heart raced at his chivalry. He was a gentleman and I thought I shouldn't ever let him go. He leaned in, working on my seatbelt. My breath got caught in my lungs as I inhaled deeply and froze. "I can do this," I protested. "Just drive."

He took his time to ensure that I was tucked in before straightening out and closing the door behind him. He smelled so fresh and there was butterscotch on his breath. Soon when the jeep began its motion, my thoughts about his body and his wet lips transformed into a jumbled mass of sexual craving.

"Angel?" He called the second time. I heard the first one, but I had lost my ability to respond for a moment. I looked at him expectantly. "I asked when do I come to pick you up?"

"When will you be off from work?" I asked. 

"Six. Do you want me early?" He asked, hinting to me that he'd make it possible if I wanted it changed.

"No," I waved my hands no. "Take your time."

"Don't be too happy with the idea of me gone. I am always watching you, Jimin-ssi," he rasped, his elbow over the door as he leaned down to whisper against my lips, his face still looking ahead on the road.