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I opened my bleary eyes and glanced at the time, which read 5:30 AM. I realized that morning had already arrived.
Turning to my left, I suddenly flinched backward in surprise when I saw Jungkook lying next to me, peacefully asleep.
I gazed at him, taking in the peaceful expression that adorned his face, making him all the more alluring. His features were striking and defined. His chiseled jawline accentuated his masculine allure, and his high cheekbones added a touch of elegance. Long, dark eyelashes framed his closed eyes, and his full lips were relaxed in slumber. The soft lighting of the room played gently on his features, highlighting his flawless skin and giving him an almost ethereal glow.
I slapped my forehead lightly, as if waking from a dream, and then climbed out of bed. I spared one last glance at Jungkook, still asleep, before making my way to the bathroom.
I stepped into the bathroom and turned on the shower. The warm water began to flow, cascading over me and quickly washing away the remnants of sleep. As the water enveloped me, it soothed my skin and helped clear my mind.
I stepped out of the bathroom, wrapped in a white, fluffy robe, and used another towel to dry my hair. When I entered the bedroom, I was surprised to find Jungkook sitting on the bed, using his phone. He was...half naked.
God.
It was a fluttering feeling to see a man half naked. It was a mix of weird and hot, and it sent a rush of emotions through me.
I blinked multiple times, feeling relieved that he hadn't noticed me staring, and quickly turned my gaze away. I made my way to the closet and selected a dress that reached to my knees. As I looked at myself in the mirror, I couldn't help but notice the fat rolls on my stomach, my thick thighs, and chubby arms. I sighed and wiped away a tear that had escaped from my eyes. How many days would I continue to cry?
I emerged from the closet only to find Jungkook retrieving his revolver from a drawer and loading it with bullets. My heart raced, and I couldn't help but wonder who he intended to kill.
Clink!
I flinched at the sharp sound as he closed the gun with bullets inside. Slowly, I raised my gaze to meet his, my eyes wide with surprise and apprehension. I quickly averted my gaze, blinking multiple times in an attempt to process the unexpected sight.
I moved towards the bed to retrieve my phone, while Jungkook returned his gun to the drawer before heading to the bathroom.
Rude.
I couldn't help but feel a pang of irritation. A simple "good morning" would have been nice, I thought as I rolled my eyes and scoffed, watching his back as he disappeared into the bathroom.
Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. When I opened it, I was greeted by the sight of the adorable little baby, hugging my legs and looking up at me with his doe-like eyes. It was clear he had inherited those dark, captivating eyes from his father.
"Goowd mownwing mama" the little excited baby slurred out.
"Good morning, little Ju," I replied as I picked him up in my arms. He encircled his tiny arms around my neck and planted a sweet kiss on my cheek before resting his head on my shoulder.
My heart melted at his cuteness. He was undeniably the most adorable kid on earth.
"Mama Will you make pwancakes fow me?" the adorable little bunny asked with a cute pout.
"Of course, little Ju, I'll make anything you want," I replied, kissing his chubby, adorable cheeks.
Just then, his father entered the room with only a towel wrapped around his waist, and water droplets glistening on his hairlocks. My breath caught at the sight.
"Papa Goowd mownwing," Ju wiggled from my grasp and toddled to his devilishly handsome father.
Jungkook bent down, picked up his son, and kissed his cheeks. "Good morning, my little baby," he said with a warm smile. With Ju in his arms, he moved toward the closet, and I couldn't help but find them endearing as they interacted.
"Mama!" Ju's voice brought me back from my thoughts, and I looked at him, offering a smile. "Yes, little Ju?"
"You will not kissh papa?" My eyes widened at the unexpected question, and I was taken aback. "Why would you say that, little baby?" Jungkook asked, equally surprised.
"I saw in Stuart Little, his Mama and papa always kissh in mownwing," Ju pouted.
"Uh, little Ju, let's go. You want to eat pancakes, right? Let's go," I said, trying to change the subject.
"No, first kissh papa," the determined little one insisted.
This little guy is going to be the death of me.
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