A Guy Like You

Seven? Haha

Akira's POV

There were some disturbances in the underworld, so I had to return to Japan to settle some business. It interrupted my six-month break before I assumed the role of Chairwoman.

Unfortunately, over a month and a half of that time was filled with handling mafia affairs instead of enjoying my honeymoon time with Jungkook.

Finally back home, Jungkook greeted me with excitement that morning. "Noona... you're back!" he exclaimed, and we embraced. "Ah... you're so warm..."

I missed his comforting presence as we stepped inside. Then, with cheerful enthusiasm, Jungkook asked, "Did you listen to my new single?" I froze momentarily as he pouted at me.

"I will now..." I replied, and we headed to the PC room where he played it for me, and 'Seven' filled the room with its melody.

The song began, and I looked at the screen, amused, as the visuals unfolded.

Jungkook sat beside me, my eyes fixed on the video, his on mine and I couldn't help but feel a bit intrigued. As the scenes played out, he looked at me expectantly.

"Is this for me...?" I asked, a bit surprised, and he nodded. "Only for you," he replied, sitting closer.

'Akira, don't be rude today, be a good girl, not a bitch.' I told myself not to be too critical and nodded in acknowledgment, letting the music and visuals capture my attention.

Jungkook, still curious about my reaction, asked, "How did you find it?" I shut my mouth, giving a nonchalant "hmm" in response as the song ended.

"Noona!!" He pulled my hand away, looking a bit serious. "No offense, but it's kinda funny," I burst out laughing.

Jungkook, clearly upset, walked away, leaving me laughing alone.

"Hahha...." I followed him to the living room. "Jungkook, stop," I reached out for his hand, but he brushed it off, saying, "No, go away, you upset me."

"No, it's nice..." I chuckled ruffling his hair. "You're face is telling something else..." Jungkook grumbled, annoyed, and slapped my hand away.

"Ahahahah!!" I couldn't contain my laughter, which only fueled his frustration as he slumped onto the sofa. "Look, you're still laughing!" he snapped, his annoyance turning into anger.

"But... but that Monday, 'Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday.' is... hahaha...haha... is funny..."

I continued to laugh uncontrollably, eventually falling onto the floor. "I hate you!!" The more upset he got, the harder I laughed.

I got up and sat on Jungkook's lap. "Aww, cheer up, Jeon Jungkook," I peppered his face with kisses, but he pulled back, showing his displeasure.

"I don't like it, don't touch me..." he refused, and I smiled, grabbing the back of his neck. I leaned in for a deeper kiss, and this time, Jungkook relented, biting my lips.

"If you're planning on initiating a kiss, you better do a good job," he said, and with those words, he kissed me harder.

I whimpered as he licked my lips, "Open your mouth!" He growled, his hands squeezing my waist hard, and I did as he said, and we passionately made out.

Our lips moved in sync, tongues dancing in a heated rhythm. Jungkook's hands explored my back, sending shivers down my spine.

The room was filled with the sound of our breaths mingling and the occasional soft moans escaping between kisses.

He broke the kiss, his lips trailing down my neck, leaving a trail of hot kisses. I let out a soft sigh, relishing the sensation.

"You're impossible," he mumbled against my skin, his breath sending tingles through me.