Enamored

- Chapter 9 -

Jungkook: Can we talk?
Jungkook:please.

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I stared at the notification.
I guess we both had to sleep through how we felt in order to speak to the other again.

Like everyday, he was here earlier in the morning. That's probably why he wanted to talk since he was already here. I don't see a reason to talk. I tried that already and got nowhere.

That's why I didn't answer his text, even when I woke up 10 minutes before he even sent it. I left him on read and honestly I didn't mean it in a negative way or anything, I simply wasn't sure if I should talk to him. I don't have anything against him but he's confusing and I know that if I let him in close again, he's gonna bring back the 'we're friends' talk and then a few minutes later he's gonna act like he doesn't know me.

It was a little past noon and I was downstairs watching tv. Nobody's home at the moment, I didn't care enough to ask where my dad was going. If anything, I already know it must have something to do with boxing.

I had started a new show a few days ago so I continued to watch it.

I'm curled up into a ball on the couch with a very warm blanket. I actually really enjoyed being home alone, I didn't have to worry about anything for a few hours.

"Now you're ignoring me" the couch sunk to my right side when the weight of somebody was thrown on it. My body jumped, I moved away a little in shock.

"Oh my god Jungkook" I looked back behind me to make sure nobody was seeing this. "What are you doing here?" I tried not making too much eye contact with him

"I told you, I want to talk."

"About what" my arms crossed in-front of my chest, still not allowing myself to relax again.

He scoffed and rolled his eyes "are you still mad because I didn't want that boy fucking touching you" his tongue poked through his cheek, something I had noticed was a habit of his.

"No, I'm just annoyed because you think you can tell me what I can and can't do."

"I don't think that." He scoffed again "I'm just looking out for you"

I couldn't help but laugh in his face "I don't need you to 'look out' for me" I moved my face closer to his. "It's not like we were gonna do anything"

"You were basically dry humping him" my face scrunched up, disgusted by the way he said it so naturally.

"Well, don't say it like that"

"Well, that's what it looked like, for all I know he could have taken advantage of you."

"Not if he had my consent" his chest rose up.
"Jungkook, it would simply be a one night thing."

"No" at this point my body relaxed a little more, I can understand where's he's coming from. He just wanted to make sure I was okay, which I was.

"Wouldn't be the first time" he had this look in his eyes. It was a much darker look, there was a lot of mischief but also something else, something protective and possessive.
I can only imagine that it's his older sibling self reacting to someone younger "in trouble".

But that thought was quickly wiped away.

"So what if-" he moved his body closer to mine until he could push me back into the couch.
He was slow and gentle, allowing me to stop him if I needed to.

His body hovered over mine, still he didn't put too much of his weight on me
"What if I kissed you? Would I have your consent too?".

I couldn't breathe.

It felt like my heart stopped beating, my body ran cold. I had never felt like this but I know right away what the emotion is.

I'm nervous, he makes me nervous.

"What?" His eyes ran down to my noise then my lips until he made it down to my chest, but quickly they went back to my eyes.

"Yes or, no?" He moved down lower until our breathes pushed against one another.

"I-I don't know" it's like everything in my brain was becoming mush and I couldn't even make a full sentence without sounding absolutely stupid.

"You don't?-..." he let out a groan "fuck, okay."
There was a visible gulp that ran down his throat.

His reaction confused me, what is that supposed to mean? There was no sign of him backing away but now there was hesitance.

"Do you want me to kiss you?" He asked after a moment of silence.

I scanned his face for any emotion at all. He was nervous too but there was also a look of knowing.

"We're friends right?" Stupidly I asked something that neither of us could answer, even if we had to pretend like we knew the right answer.

"Yeah" his eyebrows knitted together, almost like he isn't sure of it himself.

"One kiss won't ruin that" he looked straight up into my eyes with surprise. Surprised and the words that had just come out of my mouth.

"Wait...wha-" a smirk ran through my lips. There's no time or point in overthinking something as small as a kiss.

I Grabbed the collar of his shirt and pulled him that last inch that was between us.

It might have felt desperate, but honestly I wanted to get my nerves out and just get it over with. Slowly my hand moved towards his neck pulling him in deeper. He growled in his throat and it made me almost laugh.

His lips were slightly chapped but still soft, they got softer as our saliva mixed in together.

He held himself up by placing one hand a little under my ribs. I liked the way his body weight felt on top of me. But then I pulled away and couldn't help but laugh, at first he looked shocked but soon after followed and laughed as well.

"Was it bad?" He spoke through a chuckle. His cheeks are flushed, maybe as much as mine.

"No..." I took in a breath trying to stop the giggles from escaping. "No, it was good..." he stared at me like I was the prettiest star in the night sky. "Really good" the look didn't last since right after he was back to that unemotional face he does.

He lifts himself off me in a quick motion until he's sitting next to me again, he's facing forward towards the tv which is still playing the show I'm watching.

"Do you think it was bad?" I ask lifting myself onto my elbows, confusion being very apparent in my face.

He must shake himself out of whatever trance he was in because he snaps his neck towards my direction and sends me one of the warmest smiles I've ever seen him give anybody.

"No, I liked it." I smile back glad that he didn't make this completely awkward. I sat up sitting closer to him while also facing the tv again. Our elbows touched but now there wasn't that awkwardness of being close.

That first and last kiss was our breaking point, a good breaking point.

The one we needed in order to really let ourselves become comfortable with each other.

"Me too" I whispered beside him.

There was now something else between us, what it is...who can tell?

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Hi! I know this chapter is short but I wanted to keep the story line going. I've been working on other stories so I keep forgetting about this one but I'm gonna start making this one my top priority until I can finish it. Please share this story if you can. Have a great day, afternoon, or night. :)