the pair woke up to the sound of delilah's phone ringing. jungkook groaned and snuggle close, tangling his legs with hers. he sleepily kissed the back of her neck and drift off to slumber.
delilah rub her eyes and reached for her phone to see that its her mother calling. she sighed and slowly remove herself from jungkook's grip.
she went out to the living room and answered the phone.
hey honey, good morning.
morning mama.
she greeted and stood by the window, looking outside the city.
are you just waking up, hon?
yea
you have no classes today?
i do, but its in the afternoon.
oh okay.
the phone was silent for a moment before delilah's mom talked.
i'm sorry for calling you that, sweetie. it was out of line and i shouldn't have never said that. i'm so sorry.
its okay, mama. don't worry about it.
no, hon. i take full responsibility and as a mother, i shouldn't have bad mouthed you like that.
mama, its alright.
i was just worried that what happened with derek will happen again so i overreacted. you're grown now and i should've understand that you can make your own decisions.
thanks mama. i appreciate it.
if you're seeing someone right now, im happy for you but if he hurts you—i'm nailing him to a coffin.
delilah giggled and place her head on the window.
i am, ma. you will meet him soon. we went on our first date yesterday.
really? how did it go??
it was perfect, ma. i really like him.
i'm glad, sweetie.
how are you, ma?
i'm good, hon. oh, inez came over yesterday.
she can't take a hint?? she called me few days ago and i told her, i've moved on and should stop calling my phone.
don't worry about it, i kicked her out when i spotted her on my front porch. i don't tolerate that behavior.
she sighed.
thanks ma. we'll talk later.
alright, hon. be careful and drive safe.
i will, mama. love you.
love you more.
delilah hung up the phone and turned around, her eyes scanning the room until they landed on her boyfriend sitting on the couch. he was wrapped in a blanket, his body forming a cozy burrito shape.
"aww, good morning, baby," delilah cooed, gently pecking jungkook's cheek. he let out a soft whine and wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close in a tight hug.
delilah's fingers tangled in his messy hair as she pressed a gentle kiss to his forehead. "morning," he mumbled, his voice still husky from sleep, before drifting back into slumber.
"i really like you too," jungkook murmured, his voice still heavy with sleep.
delilah's fingers trailed across his nape, and her palms pressed gently against his back as she cradled him in her arms.
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Forbidden Kisses on a Harley| JJK
Fanfictionhidden tattoos. known as the chairman's youngest son, someone who in everyone's eyes is considered down-to-earth with a calm demeanor. till he met delilah jackson with delilah, everything was raw and real for jungkook. everything-the good and the ba...