Dragonflies

Opening Up - Part Three

~♡ SHAE ♡~

Mom wasn't wrong about one thing; Jungkook definitely oozes sex no matter what time of day it is.

He was serious about me waking him up when I returned home as he is in my bed in only a pair of white boxers. Not like regular boxer briefs, I mean the OG's of the boxer game. These are old man boxers.

Standing in the doorway, I observe my best friend as he lays on his back in the middle of my queen size bed. He's shirtless with his left hand on his resting sex-

SHAE!

-six pack abs and his fully tattooed right arm bent above his head on my favorite pillow.

I twist my mouth to the right side of my face to chew at the inside of my left cheek.

His shaggy, dark curls fill the space between the top of his head and his arm in some sort of fluffy demonic/ angelic halo. His right leg is bent; his thick, muscular thighs drag my attention to them as they are propped up on two plushies I use as decorations.

The plushies were "just-because" gifts from Jungkook. Now they are being smashed by the thickness of his thighs.

I reign in my perversion. I have a very attractive best friend and that's all. There's nothing more to it than that. We're besties who are roomies and who talk about dates and chat on the phone.

Fuck, I need to charge my phone.

I twist my mouth to the left side in thought. My charger is on the opposite side of where Jungkook is sleeping. It's in the windowsill mashed between my mattress and the wall.

Maybe I'll wait until he wakes up. I check my battery percentage.

Three percent. What in the hell?

"Damnit," I whisper to myself.

I should have taken my charger to Mom's, but I wasn't expecting to stay long enough for my phone to run down the way that it has. This wouldn't have happened if she would just get the same phone as me so that I could use her charger instead of getting a phone that's popular that she doesn't know how to use and then getting mad at me because I don't know how to use it either.

Biting the bullet, I tuck the front of my baggy shirt into the waist of my stretch pants and very gently crawl onto my bed. I hover over Jungkook's head very carefully as I plug in my phone.

The soft beep from my phone makes me smile at my success. At least I believe it is a success until I look down to check that Jungkook is still asleep only to find him staring wide-eyed at me.

"Your tit is in my face, Shae," his groggy sleep voice says.

"I thought you were sleeping and I didn't want to wake you. I'm sorry," I whisper.

He blinks up at me. "You going to move it or put it in my mouth?"

I feel my entire body flush with heat. I quickly scuffle away from him.

Jungkook laughs as he turns his head in my direction. "Geez, Shae. Calm down. It was just a joke."

"I-I know," I nervously reply.

"D-do you?" He quips with a deep chuckle.

"You have your own bed, Jungkook. It's basically brand new since you're hardly ever in it."

He sighs and wiggles his body around a bit. "Yeah, but your bed is much softer and it smells sweet like you do. By the way.."

My mouth drops open as he buries his face in my pillow and takes a deep inhale followed by a happy exhale.