Falling for Mafia | Jungkook FF

Plans Backfiring

Y/N POV

I woke up with sun rays hitting my face. Adjusting my eyes to the bright light, I sat up on the bed and my gaze directly fell on my bandaged wrist.

Then I recalled everything that happened last night. The way he treated my wound, the words he told, the genuine care I felt in his voice. Is it real?

No, no, no....I shook my head shooing away those thoughts. One good deed doesn't make him a nice person. Let's not forget all the other horrible things he has done to me.

Stepping into the bathroom, I stood under the shower for a long relaxing bath. Thanks to the warm water, it eased some of my tension, although it was just muscle tension and mental.

Once I was done, I realized that I still don't have any clothes. Sighing, I put on a bathrobe and stepped out while still tying the straps around my waist.

As I entered my room, a loud gasp left my mouth and I stopped in my tracks when I saw Jungkook standing in the middle of my room.

I suddenly became so conscious of my body since I was just in a bathrobe. I clutched my robe, forgetting to tie the second knot.

I was so furious at him for not knocking and just barging in. Fuming in anger, I marched towrads him with big steps and bloodshot eyes.

"What the hell do you think........ahh!" I  shrieked when my wet leg slipped on the floor and my body plunged forward and was about to crash into the hard ground.

But instead, it crashed into a hard chest. Before I could slip up and fall down, Jungkook's hand swiftly wrapped around my waist and pulled me up, holding me close to him.

Because of the impact, my robe's knot loosened and began to open. Nervous, I held the cloth tightly and tried avoiding his eyes, which were piercing mine.

My heart thumped, cheeks flushed and I bit my lip enduring the embarrassment. One of his hand slowly left my waist and moved up to tug my chin. He lifted it up and made me look at him.

My teeth dug more into my lip watching his dark gaze. His eyes roamed my face for a while his head dipped down to join my forehead. His hand landed on mine which was clutching the robe like my life depending on it, well it did!

He was motioning me to leave the robe which just added to my fear. What does he think he is doing? Does he not know that I am not wearing anything inside? And what about the promise he made me? He said he won't touch me without my permission.

My breath got heavy and I held on to the cloth tightly. He sighed seeing my reaction and pulled me even more closer, making our lips only at a inch apart.

"Trust me, Y/N" he whispered with doe eyes and genuinety in his voice. And once again, I felt like I could get lost in those luminous eyes.

Being hypnotized by those eyes, I loosened my grip while his hand slowly held the straps of the robe and crossed them, covering every inch of my upper body and tied a knot and tightly secured it with another knot.

I, on the other hand stood there frozen trying to process what was going on. Once he was done, his hand rested back on my waist. The whole time his eyes didn't leave mine, there was a little moment where his eyes dropped down to lips and moved back up.

Now, we were just standing close to each other, staring away, his hot breath hitting directly at my lips. It was like a trance, something I never felt before.

"I'm sorry about yesterday, Y/N. I didn't mean to hurt you" he whispered after a while. "How is your hand now?" He added gently taking my wrist into his hand.