I Want You to Stay | Jungkook

Part 74

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You wake up to your alarm the next morning, the ringing pulling out a groan from you; you haven't needed it this past week and you suddenly miss just sleeping in.

But it's Monday, the start of a new week. Jungkook will be off to work and you'll have to go back to your own apartment and start preparing for your own job that will start next week. You manage to get yourself off the bed and his soft sheets and go to the bathroom to wash up.

Once you finish, you head out and immediately hear his grunts from where you are. You know he's in the middle of his workout, so you peek inside the gym, finally shameless to be doing it this time. He's shirtless doing some arm exercise on his equipment, but he has his back turned on you so you stare at it instead, instantly feeling hot at the view of his broad shoulders and slim waist. His muscles contract with every movement and you remember how that felt when you held onto them last night to keep you grounded as he pounded into you from every angle.

His set finishes and he turns around and sees you, donned in his shirt and standing by the door. He moves to another machine, takes a seat, and starts doing a shoulder press while gazing back at you. Half of you is tempted to sit on his lap and kiss him stupid, but the other half wants to stay rooted on your spot to watch him.

The latter wins and you stand there, thighs squeezing at the sight and sound of him, as he grunts with his every push of the weights. His eyes don't move away from you and you just know he's enjoying this, too, especially when he smirks once your mouth slowly opens.

"Enjoying yourself there?" He cocks an eyebrow. "You like how I look? How I sound?"

"Oh, shush," you frown at being teased. "You're overdoing it. You're not that loud when you exercise."

"So you listen to me, huh?" He smirks again, walking towards you now. "How did that make you feel?"

"I used to come here every morning, Jungkook. I couldn't not hear you," you cross your arms. "And I just looked away."

"You're not looking away now."

"How can I when you're teasing like that," you scrunch your eyebrows.

"Is it working?"

"Were you always this cocky?" You laugh now.

"No," he chuckles. "Just now. Only because I see your jaw dropping and your thighs squeezing."

"And what are you gonna do about it?"

"Oh, don't challenge me like that," he warns, caging you against the wall.

He eyes your lips but he bends down towards your chest instead, biting your pert nipple that's gotten so obvious under his cotton shirt. He nibbles on it briefly before swirling his tongue around it. You hiss, feeling the sensation all over your body with that small movement, and it's what urges him to face you again.

"Cute," he whispers.

He licks your mouth, prompting you to open it and let him inside, and your moan at the taste of him is immediate. Your hands move on their own, pulling him by his neck then caressing his chest like it's natural. You start to feel the dampness in your underwear and pull away, knowing that you can't fall into this early in the morning, and not when he has a job to go to.

"Jungkook, you have work," you say, hating that you have to cut this moment short. "If we start then..."

"I know," he sighs, given how you both can't seem to stop once you get into it. "I'll just do a bit more and then wash up. You can still watch if you like."

"Tempting, but I'll be making us breakfast."

"And what's on the menu?"

"Fried rice," you smile.