FAME GAME || J.JK [On Hold]

28| That night

"I'm gonna head back home, what about you?" I sit up, moving off his comfortable thighs, suppressing a yawn which explains my tiredness and sleepiness. He turns his eyes over in my direction, his eyes also halfway opened, his tiredness also clear, "I'm gonna go too, but I cannot drive, and you can't either, so let's call Taeju?"

"Okay, I'll text him." I get up and go towards the table where my purse is, I pick this leather material up and take my phone to message my bodyguard, as Jungkook suggested.

"Wait, do you wanna stay over?" Feeling his presence just behind me, I flinch at the frequency of his rough voice, quite unsure about his words. "Like, do you want to be here for the night? It's too late, and they've both passed out here. There's an extra room where you could sleep."

It honestly doesn't seem like a bad idea, but I'm still not sure if I'm okay with this or not.

"What about you? Where will you sleep?" I ask him about the main matter, noticing the dimness in his gaze, the alcohol inside us both making it harder to withhold any hidden sensations. "I'll be here, or I'll go to Jimin's room." His hand passes through his disheveled hair, he reveals his forehead, the shine on it formed by sweat.

"Oh....okay, then," I decide to lock my phone and keep it back in its place, "you can be with me, we'll cuddle...I don't have a problem."

Something happens to make me bold enough to make me blurt out the desires I've held back, but this makes me cringe the second after I said those things. I hope for him to not think weirdly about me, but his soft chuckle rings sweetly, I slowly peek up at him. "Alright," his veiny hand lifts up to his neck, he swipes two of his fingers down his Adam's apple, my eyes following all the movements of his hand.

This is making me unbelievably hot, and even a slightest thing is easily making me succumb to fragility.

"Come on, there's the room." He touches my hand and grasps it, we both walk to the end of the hallway and enter into an another part of the house. There's four different bedrooms, but he opens the door to the one on the left, and it opens up to a small room, perhaps, this is a guest room. It's very lavish, expected from the vibe given off Jimin.

"I'm going to be back from the bathroom, make yourself comfortable, hmm?" He takes off his wristwatch and keeps it on the nightstand before disappearing into the attached bathroom in this bedroom. I take a moment to review all that is happening, how it's happening, but I stumble down on the mat and before I could gather my thoughts, my knees hit the ground and I shriek, not at all intending to do so. "Holy..."

Jungkook's terrified voice as he opens the door, he rushes to me but I don't even know what to do, how to react, and a cheeky grin eventually takes up on my lips.

"You good? How'd you fall?" He sits me on the edge of the bed, worried, eyes staring at me without glancing away. "I'm fine," I look up, "I tripped on this floor mat, don't worry." He carefully lets go of my hand, skimming his own one past my face, "you've never drank before, it'll take a while. But now you sit here," I oblige to his command, putting my legs up, eyelids heavy.

I don't know how to describe what I feel, it's good, but it's also a little bit weird since I want to take him in my arms and feel his lips on mine.

"I'm....okay, you go to bathroom." Pushing his hand farther from mine, I assure him and ask him to go, but he stays on his spot, sitting down on the edge, next to me, "I'm staying here." He doesn't dare to budge, so I do, and I cup his face but stare right into his eyes with mine, from close, "I said I'm okay, so go and pee."

A contagious smile on his face, he couldn't help but wonder why I'm being this way, with a small laugh. "You're so adorable, I didn't want to pee but now I'm gonna go and pee. But you stay right here, okay?"

"Yes," I nod at him, finally taking my time to remove my touch from his face, and I fall back down on the soft mattress, that's cold and velvety, just perfect according to me. Jungkook gets off the bed, goes into the bathroom and the door closes.

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Jungkook's POV

I finish with my night routine and now when I stepped out, I directly look out for her but don't see her on the bed. She's on the loose, that's bad.

Not a clue about whether she's outside or in some bedroom, I rush out the room and enter the next one, then keep searching around until her figure is in front of me. "My fucking goodness, here you are..." My racing heart stops its fast rate, and I go closer to her as she's on the kitchen counter, drinking something. It's water, thankfully. "I've been searching forever, you little brat."

She grins as if she'd been playing hide-and-seek and I caught her, then I lift her up by her waist and she just wraps her legs around my hips, straddling onto me like she needed a support to rely her body on.

"I got thirsty." Her breaths hitting on my neck continuously, her face very close to mine, she gets up and keeps her hands on my shoulders, gazing at me with a glint of innocence in her eyes. I focus on the path, bringing us both back to the bedroom, but she grabs all my attention again once she smiles, "you were worried, hmm? You thought I ran off?"

She pokes my cheek with her finger, trailing it down to my jawline, expecting me to react unusually, but I stay quiet until we're inside the room.

"Yeah, I got w-" I kick the door shut, turning around my head, not expecting to come across this behaviour from her. My eyes widen but she moves her face back after the second our lips brushed one another's. "Oh, this....I'm so sorry, I did not mean to k- I apologise, I was only asking you." This is bad, I can't be liking it, but I don't think I could hate this when I really wanted this to happen someday, not knowing it'd be much sooner than I thought.

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