"What I'm trying to say is, I can keep a secret, for as long as I like. I can take secrets to my grave." her tone lowers, their eye contact doesn't ease, "But I need you to promise me you'll do that too. Because if you do, we'll be okay. We'll be sa...
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
"I wish you could see yourself the way I see you."
Jaw leaning on her lower stomach, Jungkook stares up at Vivi while the breaking dawn peaks through the curtains. It draws a line of light that travels across Vivi's tired face, highlights her pink lips that glisten the way sugary candy does on a sunny day. Jungkook finds it impossible to look away.
They haven't slept. Not even a minute.
Twenty-four hours in a day is simply not enough for them to breathe in each other's presence so how could they? How could the past six hours ever be enough then?
Vivi's warm underneath him, her palms resting on his forearms while he hugs the top of her bare thighs, his head neatly between her legs. There's only a small part of her sheets that cover her body, her torso barely hidden but she's comfortable. Always is, always will be. Because it's Jungkook. Are there even other realities where she wouldn't be comfortable?
Jungkook's sweet words float around the room like mist in the small hours of a morning. They're quiet and soft, said in his most vulnerable form. They're a response to her - without noticing - touching the small marks on her face that remind both of them of yesterday. Those cruel bruises that dared to form on her delicate face.
But there they are, staring at Jungkook, showing him he messed up because he wasn't there. Though neither of them is blaming the other, there's blood on both of their hands.
"Don't be silly." Vivi finally whispers, her gaze glued to his arms while she pulls on the little hairs on them, "You make it sound like I'm... I don't know. Something I'm not."
"You are. The most amazing-" Jungkook's quick to deny her words, pauses his sentence to kiss her soft inner thigh with eyes so neatly closed, "-human I've ever met."
She hums, smiles fondly as she pushes her digits through his hair. Wants to disagree with him because she clearly doesn't think of herself as highly as he does. Though she wishes she would. You see, life would be easier if she really knew her worth. And what she's capable of.
Jungkook knows.
"And so beautiful." he husks, eyes opening to hers while his lips leave her soft skin, "Everything about you is so... Angelic."
Jungkook's practically drunk with her beauty and presence, realizes just now that he most likely suffered withdrawal symptoms the past few weeks without her. Is keen on overdosing now that he finally has her. He's high as he breathes in the scent of her inner thighs, leaves soft pecks here and there, his eyes rolling back in his head as he does.
Vivi thinks he's just tired or something that sort that is making him act this way as she has a hard time believing him. You see, no one has been this intoxicated of her before and to feel such way is something she never thought was possible.
