Mafia Fate | Jeon Jungkook x OC ✔️

Chapter 21

3rd person POV

The third floor was empty and Jungkook knew that was why Yeri had come here.

He went towards the balcony that he was told Yeri was in. When he reached the glass doors of the balcony, he saw Yeri leaning against the farthest railing, looking at the sky.

Unknowingly, a smile found its way on his lips.

Quietly, Jungkook slid open the doors and then closed them behind him.

Yeri hadn't noticed him. She seemed too lost into the sky and in her thoughts. The faint light of the balcony made the bare skin of her back and her arms glow.

When Jungkook was near her, he wrapped his arms around her waist and brought her close to his chest. Closing his eyes, he inhaled her scent and sighed.

Yeri was caught off guard and would have struggled to get out of his grip and already landed a few punches at his face if it wasn't for his familiar fabric softener smell.

She relaxed against his chest when she had confirmed it was Jungkook. Once again, the sequins bore into her back, but it was for some reason, comfortable.

Jungkook buried his face in the crook of Yeri's neck. The act was too intimate for both of them but being there together with each other felt right somehow, to both of them and Yeri didn't question Jungkook's actions at all.

He was acting strange but something inside her gave way to it and didn't tell him to step away from her.

"The party got to you as well?" Yeri asked Jungkook after a few moments.

Jungkook's face was still inside Yeri's neck, his warm breath hitting her bare neck, making the spot tickle.

"I didn't want to be away from you," Jungkook admitted.

Yeri's eyes widened momentarily. She turned towards Jungkook. Jungkook was now standing straight but his arms were still wrapped around Yeri's waist.

Yeri glanced briefly at his arms holding her, before moving her eyes to meet Jungkook's darker ones.

She tried finding some kind of expression of mockery or joke on his face but he was being serious.

"Are you okay?" Yeri asked suspiciously.

"I am," Jungkook replied.

"What's that last statement supposed to mean?"

"I don't want to be away from you is what it means."

He then buried his face inside her neck again and exhaled.

"What are you doing, Jungkook?"

"Um, breathing?"

She moved away from him.

"No, Jungkook, what are you doing? Why are you suddenly being so intimate and what's with not wanting to be away from me?"

Jungkook kept looking at her and she kept looking back. He looked like a lost puppy and certainly not the biggest mafia. He took a step towards Yeri as she moved back cautiously.

"Jungkook, stop. What has gotten into you? Are you drunk?"

But Jungkook didn't stop.

He kept advancing towards Yeri until there was no more place for her to take a step back and her bare back hit the cold wall, making her shiver.

Jungkook leaned down and stared Yeri right into the eyes. They were so close that their breaths were now intertwining.

Yeri's heart was racing at Jungkook's sudden actions and she didn't know what had gotten into him.

Jungkook just kept looking at her until he dipped his head downwards once again and nuzzled his nose in Yeri's neck.

He closed his eyes in content and left a feathery kiss on Yeri's neck. A shiver ran down Yeri's body and her heart felt like doing flips continuously and jumping out of her cage.

Jungkook pressed another kiss, this time on her jaw and Yeri controlled a groan that was about to escape her lips, as her body responded to Jungkook's touch like it wasn't the most foreign touch ever.

"You smell so fucking seducing, Yeri," Jungkook said in a husky voice.

While Yeri shivered under Jungkook's touch, she was confused by his sudden actions. He was a playboy, that was for sure, but his actions and words seemed genuine and not playboy like at all.

"Jungkook, move away from me," Yeri said calmly.

She didn't want his desires to cloud his emotions and do something he would regret doing later.

"Why do you always want me to stay away from you? Can't you see that I can't?" Jungkook suddenly said making eye contact with Yeri.

His eyes were no longer innocent; they held a fire within them. Jungkook looked hot and scary at the same time.

"Fuck, Yeri, you are so fucking addicting. I should have been sleeping with someone right now, but I cannot stop thinking about you and I can't stay away from you even if you tell me to."

"Jungkook what are you even saying?"

Jungkook ran a hand through his hair in frustration and cursed.

"Don't tell me to stay away from you, because I can't and it's all your fault," Jungkook said.

He was breathing heavily. Jungkook himself didn't understand why he suddenly wanted Yeri so badly but he did and he couldn't stop himself from wanting her.

Was it just a desire?

He wanted to have her pressed to a wall and fuck the life out of her.

"All night you looked so fucking sexy and beautiful, Yeri. I had trouble keeping my hands to myself. You put me into the trouble, Yeri. I told myself I could get through it without wanting you so badly. But you have made it so fucking hard for me. I'm used to having things my way, Yeri. I always get what I want. But you're not even making any effort and I want you but I can't have you. Fuck!"

Yeri didn't know what to say.

The way Jungkook was acting was scary. A fire burned into his eyes; a fire Yeri had never seen before.

"You have no idea how it's fucking taking everything I have got, not to touch you right now, Yeri. If it was someone else, they would be in bed with me. But as much as I want to do the same to you, I can't," he croaked out the last part.

Yeri just stood there, dumbfounded at his words.

Jungkook was feeling the most vulnerable he had in years right now but Yeri wasn't letting him think straight and she wasn't even doing anything.

Jungkook pressed into her as his eyes found hers and he leaned down to press a kiss on her neck, and then a few more.

"Jungkook, you don't want this," she said calmly and put her hands on top of his chest to make some form of distance between them.

He shook his head. He was confused, his mind was clouded.

"Jungkook, don't do anything you would regret later. This is just a desire, nothing more."

He said nothing but his head still touched her bare skin, as if he was on the verge of breaking like a dam but he was controlling it all in so a disaster won't occur.

His lips brushed her collar bones and then he left a kiss there.

"Don't kiss me there," she said firmly.

And that was it for him. No matter how turned on he was, she refused him so he wouldn't do anything to her. Slowly, his head came up to meet her eyes and she could see they looked a lot clearer.

She sighed in relief at that. He had managed to compose himself. Just like he had told her, when she refused, he simply stepped away.

A few moments passed between them as Jungkook took a few steps back but held her gaze with his own.

"I'm sorry," he said in a low voice. "I got carried away."

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A/N He just got carried away.