Unexpected - Jeon Jungkook

Chapter 17

The rain pummels against your skin as you hold your hands up over your head. Jungkook is rushing ahead of you, desperately pressing the button of his key fob to unlock the doors of the black BMW parked against the curb. He pulls open the passenger door just in time for you to crawl inside his car, shivering slightly from the cold moisture on your skin and the damp clothes clinging to your body.

You watch as he shuts the door, the sound of the rain becoming muffled from within the car as you watch him run around the front to sneak into the driver's seat. You momentarily hear the rainfall become louder until you are both encased inside the vehicle. You laugh as you glance down at your attire, your sports bra is now fully visible through your white tank top, the fabric completely unforgiving as you cross your arms in front of your chest.

Jungkook equally shares a chuckle as he shyly smiles, passing his hands over his face to wipe off the raindrops that dripped down from his soaked hair. His work uniform is clearly completely drenched, the rain refusing to spare him from its brutal attack. He quickly presses the ignition button, listening as the low hum of the BMW roars to life.

"Damn it." He groans, knowing it would take a good while to dry himself off before heading to work. You bite your lip nervously, shivering as the air conditioning begins to swirl around you, causing chills to rake through your body. Jungkook is quick to notice how cold you seem, his hand quickly switching on the heat as he starts to fiddle with the buttons of his uniform shirt.

You blink back your surprise, watching as each button pulls apart to reveal a white tank top beneath the fabric. Jungkook pulls the shirt from his body, tossing it into the backseat as he holds his hands out towards the vents to warm up with the hot air. His complete sleeve of tattoos is exposed to you once again, causing you to pause and admire the details up close. At first, you notice an image of a clock before finding an orange lily tattooed close beside it. You keep grazing your eyes over the canvas, noticing a microphone, snake, and the words bulletproof written in blue lettering. You want to ask him about them, but you settle with holding your hands out, sighing in relief as the cold air morphs into a comforting warmth.

"You okay?" Jungkook asks, noticing the way your body continues to shiver despite the building heat in the car. "Here." He leans forward, reaching across you to shift the vents in your direction. You lean back from the close contact, your heart already pounding in your chest from the reality of being inside Jungkook's car, alone with the man that still haunts your inner thoughts.

You offer him a gentle smile as your body suddenly becomes still, relishing in the comfort of the heat as Jungkook presses a button beside your seat. "That should make you warm." He adds as you realize he turned on the seat warmers.

"Thank you." You finally mutter out, finding his eyes once again as his pupils draw you in like a moth to a flame. You simply stare at each other for a moment, completely lost in each other as gravity seems to pull you closer together. It isn't until you are mere inches away from each other that you realize it, moving your hands back to cross in front of you.

Jungkook's eyes drop to follow the movement of your arms. He can't help but notice the black sports bar peeking through the now see-through fabric of your tank top, his eyes drinking in the sight of your mounds as he fights the urge to reach out and grab them. He remembers the feeling of your body against his, his mind reeling at the thought of taking you in the backseat of his car.

He quickly snaps out of his sinful delusions, turning his attention back onto the road and focusing on getting you home. As Jungkook fastens his seatbelt, you quickly do the same, watching as he leans back into his seat before moving the gearshift out of park.

You find yourself holding your breath as Jungkook skillfully pulls the car out into the street from its parallel parking, the engine revving as you lean back in the seat. The radio is turned down, allowing you to hear nothing but the sound of Jungkook's breathing and the rain pounding on the windshield. You tuck your bottom lip between your teeth as you fiddle with one of the wet strands of your hair. "Thanks for driving me home." You speak softly, watching as Jungkook rests his tatted arm on the gearshift, the other casually gripping the steering wheel.