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"I - I love you jungkook". I said ,
Feeling ignored and hurt, I waited for his response, but he remained silent. Embarrassment crept over me, making my heart ache. Suddenly, he pushed me onto the bed and hovered above me, his eyes filled with intensity.
I looked up at him in shock as he smashed his lips to mine, his words muffled against my mouth, "I love you too."
My mind raced, trying to comprehend the sudden turn of events. "But... why didn't you say anything before?" I managed to whisper, my voice tinged with confusion and longing.
He gazed into my eyes, his expression softening. "I was scared. Scared of losing you, of ruining what we have. But I can't hold it in any longer. I love you."
Tears welled up in my eyes as I pulled him close, returning his kiss with equal fervor. In that moment, words became unnecessary as our hearts spoke volumes, intertwining in a dance of love and vulnerability.
Jungkook's hand slid under my shirt, sending a shiver down my spine as my breath hitched. Memories flooded my mind, causing my heart to race with conflicting emotions. His lips continued to press against mine, but the past incident weighed heavily on me.
His realization of my discomfort leads to an immediate retreat, his words filled with remorse and sincerity.
"I - I a-am sorry," Jungkook stammers, his voice laced with regret. "I forget... I am really sorry, I won't touch you again. I am really sorry, YN."
Feeling overwhelmed with emotions, I couldn't control the tears streaming down my face. Jungkook's apology only deepened my sorrow, but his embrace brought a sense of comfort I desperately needed. His gentle strokes on my head and soothing words filled the air.
"Shhh, I am sorry love," he whispered, his voice tinged with remorse. "It's my mistake. I can't control myself."
"I am sorry, Jungkook," I choked out between sobs, my voice trembling with vulnerability. "My past was so horrible, the--"
He cut me off gently, his voice soft yet filled with understanding. "I know, I know, love," he said, his arms tightening around me in reassurance.
In that moment, surrounded by his warmth and understanding, I felt a glimmer of hope that together we could overcome the shadows of our pasts and find solace in each other's embrace.
Tension hung heavy in the air as I broke the embrace and looked into Jungkook's eyes, my voice trembling with a mix of vulnerability and desperation.
"Make me yours, Jungkook," I pleaded, tears staining my cheeks. "Erase their touch from my body and replace it with yours."
I cried harder, feeling the weight of the past bearing down on me, the memories too painful to bear alone. Jungkook's lips pressed gently against my forehead as he guided me to lay down on the bed beside him.
"Let's sleep, love," he murmured softly, his voice a soothing balm to my wounded soul.
But the ache in my heart persisted, and I couldn't help but voice my pain. "Are you too ashamed to touch me, even after I've asked you to replace their touch with yours?" I questioned, the hurt evident in my voice.
Jungkook's eyes reflected my pain as he reached out to me, his touch tender yet hesitant. "It's not like that, love. You're not ready," he explained gently.
"No, I am ready," I insisted, desperation lacing my words. "Please... replace their tainted touch with your love."
In that moment, I bared my soul to him, hoping beyond hope that he would understand the depth of my need for his love and acceptance.
In the soft glow of moonlight filtering through the curtains, our bodies intertwined, creating a symphony of whispered promises and longing sighs. Jungkook's touch ignited a fire within me, his fingertips tracing delicate patterns across my skin, erasing the scars of my past with each gentle caress.
As our lips met in a passionate embrace, the world outside faded away, leaving only the warmth of our love and the rhythm of our hearts beating as one. In his arms, I found solace, a sanctuary from the storms that raged within me.
With every whispered declaration of love, Jungkook's voice became a melody, weaving its way into the very fabric of my being. In the depths of the night, we surrendered to each other completely, our souls merging in a dance of passion and desire.
In that moment, I knew that I was truly his, and he was mine, bound together by a love that burned brighter than the stars above. Tonight, we wrote our own love story, one filled with passion, tenderness, and an unbreakable bond that would withstand the test of time.
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**Disclaimer:**
Dear readers,
Before you proceed with reading this story, I want to make it clear that while it contains themes of intimacy and romance, it does not include explicit or suggestive content. As the author, I value wholesome storytelling and respect for personal boundaries. Therefore, there will be no explicit scenes or descriptions in this narrative.
I understand that everyone has different comfort levels when it comes to certain topics, and it's important to me to create content that aligns with those boundaries. I believe in crafting stories that are heartfelt and meaningful without crossing any lines of discomfort.
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