Jungkook's pleading question echoed in the charged air between us, his desperation palpable. "Why can't you love me as I love you?" he implored, his voice raw with emotion.
I felt a surge of conflicting emotions as I reached up, my hand trembling slightly as it found its way to his neck. Pulling him closer, our faces mere inches apart, I struggled to find the words to explain.
"I'm not pure, Jungkook," I began, my voice barely a whisper, the weight of my confession heavy on my lips. "I am touched, I am not for—"
But before I could finish, his lips crashed against mine in a fervent kiss, cutting off my words mid-sentence. Time seemed to stand still as our lips moved in perfect synchronicity, the rhythm of our breaths mingling in the charged atmosphere.
As Jungkook's lips met mine, a wave of electricity surged through me, igniting a fire that I had long tried to suppress. The kiss was unlike any I had ever experienced, a potent blend of passion and longing that left me breathless.
His lips were soft yet demanding, urging a response from deep within me. I felt myself melting into him, my body responding instinctively to his touch. Our mouths moved together in perfect harmony, each movement fueling the intensity of the kiss.
Time seemed to stand still as we lost ourselves in the moment, the world fading away until there was only Jungkook and me, locked in a passionate embrace. It was as if in that moment, nothing else mattered but the connection we shared, a connection that transcended words and explanations.
As we finally broke apart, our breaths mingling in the air, I couldn't help but feel a sense of exhilaration coursing through my veins. The kiss had stirred something deep within me, a longing that I had tried to ignore but could no longer deny.
"You are pure for me," Jungkook whispered against my lips, his words sending a flutter of warmth through my chest before he gently pressed his lips to mine in another tender peck.
I shook my head, trying to reject his words, the weight of my past burdening my conscience. "No, I w-was t-touched b-by f-f—" I struggled to explain, but my words were silenced once more as Jungkook kissed me with renewed fervor, his passion consuming any protest I could muster.
Lost in the sensation of his lips against mine, I surrendered to the intoxicating whirlwind of emotions swirling within me. In that moment, all doubts and fears melted away, leaving only the undeniable truth of our connection. With each kiss, Jungkook was breaking down the walls around my heart, and I found myself willingly succumbing to the love that enveloped us both.
Breaking the kiss, Jungkook held me close, his eyes filled with an unspoken adoration. "You are pure for me," he breathed, his voice a soft melody that resonated deep within my soul. "Like your heart..."
His words, filled with such tenderness, ignited a warmth within me that I had never known. In that moment, it was as if time stood still, and the only thing that existed was the bond between us, woven with threads of love and understanding.
"But..." I began to protest, only to be silenced by Jungkook's gentle lips pressing against mine once more. His kiss was tender yet determined, a silent insistence that spoke volumes.
"I don't care what the world thinks about your past," he murmured against my lips, his voice unwavering with conviction. "For me, you are the purest soul I have ever known. You are pure and untouched by anything but love."
His words washed over me like a soothing balm, erasing the doubts and insecurities that had plagued my mind. In his embrace, I felt a sense of peace and acceptance that I had never known before. With Jungkook by my side, I knew that I could face whatever challenges lay ahead, secure in the knowledge that his love would guide me through it all.
The intensity in Jungkook's eyes both frightened and comforted me as he spoke with a fierce determination. "And when I said I'll help you, then I will. I'll kill them all who were behind all this," he vowed, his words echoing with a chilling resolve that made my heart skip a beat.
His unwavering determination to protect me only deepened my love for him, filling me with a sense of gratitude and admiration. "I know you want revenge, but for now, please, just rest," he urged, his voice tinged with concern as he reached out to gently caress my cheek. "I will hunt them down, one by one, and make them pay for what they've done to you."
I could see the anger simmering beneath the surface, his eyes ablaze with a fiery determination to right the wrongs inflicted upon me. "I will do anything for you, my Queen," he declared, his lips pressing softly against my forehead in a tender kiss, a silent promise of unwavering devotion and protection. And in that moment, surrounded by his love and reassurance, I knew that together, we could overcome any obstacle that stood in our way.
"Jungkook, why?" I questioned, my voice trembling with emotion. "Why are you doing so much for me? Do I even deserve this?"
"You deserve the world, Queen," he replied tenderly, his hand running along the edge of my towel with a gentle touch that sent shivers down my spine. But before I could process his words, his expression hardened, and he growled, "But first, go and change into your dress, or I'll die here in pain."
His sudden change in demeanor startled me, and I realized with a jolt that I was still clad in nothing but a towel. Embarrassment flooded through me as I scrambled to push him aside, causing him to tumble onto the side of the bed. Without looking back, I hurriedly made my way to the bathroom, my cheeks burning with embarrassment as I hastily retrieved my dress and closed the door behind me, desperate to escape the awkwardness of the moment.
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Unexpected// J.JKFF
Fanfiction"I am boy" "I want to be a boy" "And I will be boy " ........ Will she change her decision for being boy for rest of her life?....
