Stupid Hot Neighbor | Jungkook x Reader

11

It's been three days since you last spent the night at Jungkook's place. That night, you had sex with him until midnight, and afterward, you cuddled with him until you fell asleep. The next morning, you had to rush to work and couldn't even stay for breakfast. Since then, you haven't slept with him. You've been texting, but he's been busy when you're free, and you've been busy when he's free. So, you've been sleeping alone in your apartment. Nor that you don't like it, but his bed is comfier, and you're missing the usual activities before bedtime.

You wish Lana still talked to you so you could rub in her face the fact that you haven't slept with him in a couple of days and you're perfectly fine. He's doing his thing, and you're doing yours. There's no jealousy, no problems, and none of the drama that involves being in a relationship. So far, everything is going perfectly.

"Fuck, my keys," you mutter as you run back to your bedroom to search for them. You always manage to lose them inside your apartment.

After making a mess in your bedroom, you finally find them in the nightstand drawer. You don't know how they got there, but you're glad you found them.

You walk back to the door, not before checking yourself again in the mirror. You look good, wearing an off-white Ralph Lauren suit with red Louis Vuitton stilettos that match your red lipstick. Today, you have an important meeting, and you want to look like the successful businesswoman you are.

You walk out of your apartment and as you're locking the door, you hear another one opening.

"Whoa, looking good," a voice behind you says, making you turn around. You're met with Jungkook dressed in all black, leaning on the door frame while looking at you.

"You don't look bad yourself," you reply, biting your lip. You love it when he dresses in black; it gives him a bad-boy vibe that you can't resist.

He walks closer to you, biting his lip. His fingers slowly trace the curves of your body, sending shivers down your spine.

"God, I missed touching you," he murmurs, his voice low and husky.

You can't help but smile, feeling a rush of excitement at his words. "I missed your touch too," you admit, your voice barely above a whisper.

He pulls you closer, his hands resting on your hips. "Are you busy today?"

"Yeah, I have an important meeting," you say, gesturing to your outfit. "But maybe we can catch up tonight?"

He nods, a playful smirk on his lips. "I'd like that. I've got a lot of catching up to do," he says, his hands sliding up your back.

You giggle, feeling a warmth spread through your chest. "Alright, I'll text you when I'm done."

"Deal," he says, leaning down to kiss you. It's a soft, lingering kiss that makes your heart race.

You pull back, breathless. "I really have to go," you say, reluctantly stepping away from him.

"I know," he replies, his eyes dark with desire. "But tonight, you're all mine."

You nod, feeling a thrill of anticipation. "Tonight," you promise, giving him one last smile.

As you turn to leave, Jungkook grabs your wrist, stopping you in your tracks. He pulls you back to his body, capturing your lips in a passionate kiss. His hands cradle your face, and you lose yourself in the intensity of the moment, forgetting everything else.

Right in front of the elevator, his kiss deepens, his lips moving hungrily against yours. You can feel his heartbeat against your chest, matching the rapid rhythm of your own. Just as you start to melt into him, the elevator dings open.