Prophesied love is complicated. Even more so for two stubborn souls with the most unpredictable powers known to their world. It's fate though, so they'll definitely make it. Right?
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Trying to leave Jungkook's room has become like a game of catch. Each time I get out of his bed, he pulls me back.
Escaping the covers once again, I dash for the door and almost make it until two arms wrap around my waist and pull me into the air and away from the door. I can't help but giggle at his behaviour as I wrap my own arms around his and let him drag me back to his bed.
"Stop trying to leave me." He whines into the back of my neck as he tackles me to the bed.
I chuckle, wrapping my arms around him in a hug as he lies beside me. "I have to go to class. Yoongi is staying to watch over you today." I explain.
He huffs, a pout residing on his lips as he tucks my hair behind my ear. "I just got you back...I don't want to spend a day without you now."
I smile, "I'll be back later. You said it yourself, I'm here indefinitely now."
A small laugh escapes his lips as he looks at me. "Can you at least meet me for lunch?" He asks with that same pout residing on his face once again.
"Trying to get me to fall for the pout? You remember more than you let on." I tease him, a grin forming on my face.
He rolls his eyes playfully, "Please? I'll even make you something if you say yes." He sings trying to persuade me.
I sigh, feigning annoyance, "Well I guess I could stop by for a bit."
Jungkook looks at me warningly, daring me to tease him again. Of course, I do because it makes him that much more needy.
"Or I could just not stop by at all." I shrug.
He huffs pulling himself away from me as he lies on his back and cross his arms over his chest. I can't help but giggle at his childish ways of reacting to my teasing.
I reach my hand out to his abdomen and slip my hand under his tshirt making him shiver at my touch. "You know...Jimin was right." I begin as I trace my fingers across his skin.
Jungkook barely utters more than a tangled groan that's he's clearly trying to keep down.
"You have been missing out." I say breathily as I reach the waistband of his sweats.
He scoffs turning his head to face me, "What happened to having class?"
I chuckle before pulling myself up and over so that I'm now straddling his hips, "Pretty sure I'm already late anyway."
Jungkook uncrosses his arms and rests his hands on my thighs as he looks up at me with curious eyes, "And what about Yoongi?"
"Oh? Did I say Yoongi was watching you?" I gasp, feigning innocence. "I meant me." I grin.
Jungkook grips onto my waist and quickly flips us over, slamming my body into the mattress. He hovers over me so closely I struggle to stop a moan from leaving my lips at the contact.
