23| Yearning

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— Next Day —
8:10 A.M.
Sunday July 28,2018
'Y/n's P.O.V'

I press my eyes before they flutter open and absorb the sight of jungkook asleep next to me.I've always been envious of his long eyelashes but in this moment, from the way they cuddle against his skin makes me want to spare him my attention for all the time I have in my hand. His skin is tanned, just perfect despite a faint scar on his cheek so I move my hand to flatten against his skin and rub my thumb forth to feel the warmth of his touch. It's so calm yet exciting the way this man exudes so many emotions out of me.His eyes blink to lay on me with a sleepy haze in his pupils.

"Is that you? Still in my arms?",his thumb brushes my cheek so I scoot closer, tightening my grip around his torso."Yes, why?",I arch my neck to look at him and find myself loving the comfort arousing from our bodies.I don't want to wake up from the bed for the next 5 hours at least." Because I was going to pull you in a hug anyways.You sleep very soundly.",jungkook tells me his observation and I want to make a note of the reason I had a nice sleep, because he decided to hug me from behind every chance my body slipped away from him. I retort on my words as his fingers rest on my back, already spiralling my brain out of control. Instead, I nestle myself in his chest, allowing him to snuggle closer and lay his head on top of mine."This is nice.Let's wake up after a while, hm?", his throat vibrates and I agree with a hum. It wasn't even a question.

- 10:30 A.M. -

I settle my body against the headboard and prop my hands on knees, my eyes searching for the man who is nowhere to be seen so I pull the blanket away to make the bed and check my phone for messages.

Dad
> Are you doing good?]
> Good morning little sunshine]
> 🌞🌅😃🫡👍]

My laugh is muffled and hearty when I pay attention to the emojis he used.He's simply the best man I can ever have as my dad.

Y/n
[ Good morning ☀️<
[ I'm good. How are you?<
[I'll be back home today!!<

I expect a response for a few minutes but put down my phone after no answer.My eyes bounce back at the pillows and comforters to realise the warmth in the duvets that eases in my body. The amount of comfort that jungkook ignites in my body is unbelievably sweet and gentle. I'm not even sure if this is about the bed, if he hugs me to sleep anywhere from a rotten mattress to a soft bed like this, I'll sleep soundly either way.

My attention reverts to the bathroom when he swirls the door open to enter the closet with only his towel hanging from his waist, wrapping his legs but evidently revealing his upper body. I'm unable to fixate my eyes on a certain part at his sight. His hair are wet, two or three strands falling on his forehead, his face still stages some beads of water that navigate to his collarbones , forming a path down his torso which is toned and shows off all the training he does in the gym.

He's rubbing his hair dry with a small towel, looking through his closet drawers, unaware of my breath spiralling out of control. I imagine touching his skin, dipping in the space between his neck and shoulders, running them down his torso to feel the bulge of his muscles and gliding my fingers to touch the expanse of his body. I'm beginning to reel into the realisation that I'm undoubtedly attracted to him and not necessarily in a sexy way but also in a way where I want to lay my head on his chest and listen to his heartbeat to sleep.

He finally catches my eyes gaping at him.It only takes him a millisecond to realise the emotions that he ignites by appearing in a towel. His lips tug in a smile, pride and happiness gleaming in his eyes as if he's delighted to have me look at him. "You're awake.",he leaves the towel in one of the drawers and treads towards the bed, least bothered by the fact that the floor is bound to be wet.

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