𝑬𝑵𝑺𝑵𝑨𝑹𝑬𝑫 | JUNGKOOK

22. Storm

Alba's POV

As you stepped inside, your eyes widened as you took in the sight before you. The penthouse apartment was breathtaking, with a sleek modern design with panoramic views of the city.

The living room was spacious, with a large black leather couch and a flat screen TV on the wall. The kitchen was state-of-the-art, with gleaming stainless steel appliances and a large island in the center.

But what caught your attention was the floor-to-ceiling windows that lined the entire back wall, offering an unobstructed view of the city lights below.

You were so absorbed by the view that you almost didn't notice the bar at first. But as you turned your attention to the side of the room, you saw a long, sleek bar with an array of colorful bottles on display.

"Impressive, isn't it?" Jungkook asked, walking up behind you. He placed his hands on your shoulders, the warmth of his touch sending a shiver down your spine. "Want a drink, sweetheart?"

Your mouth went dry at his question, the heat of his body so close behind you making it hard to think. You swallowed hard, trying to gather your thoughts. "U-um, sure," you managed to say. "What do you have?"

He chuckled at your stammering. "I have everything, sweetheart. Name your poison." He reached over your shoulder, grabbing a bottle from the shelf. He held it up for you to see, a wicked grin on his face. "How about a vodka soda?"

You nodded, trying your best to appear calm and collected. "Sure, that sounds good."

Jungkook turned towards the bar, his movements confident and precise as he poured the drinks.

You chuckled remembering the night as he was pouring the wine,

Your mind drifted back to that night at the VIP bar lounge. You remembered how he shouted at you for taking too long. You had snapped back, telling him if he was that irritated, he should make his own drinks. His shocked expression had been priceless.

He looked up, curious. "What's so funny?"

You grinned, leaning against the counter. "I was just remembering the night I served you at the VIP bar lounge. You were so angry about the wait time, and I told you to make your own drinks if you were that irritated."

A playful retort came quickly to his lips "Well, I guess it's my turn to play bartender tonight." He said with a grin. "It seems I have a lot to make up for, don't I?"

"Here you go." He handed you a glass, his hand lingering on yours for a moment longer than necessary.

"Drink up, sweetheart," he said, his gaze locked on yours.

You took the glass raising in a mock toast, "To the role reversals."

He clinked his glass against yours. "To role reversals," he echoed, taking a sip. "I guess life has a funny way of turning the tables." He said.

You couldn't help but laugh at his response. "Yeah, it does. I still remember the look on your face when I told you off."

"I have to admit, I was pretty shocked. Not many people stand up to me like that." He stated poking his cheek from inside.

"Well, you were being quite the jerk," you replied, taking a sip of your wine.

He chuckled and shrugged off his blazer, revealing his crisp white half-sleeved shirt underneath. As the fabric moved, your gaze shifted to his right arm. There, covering his forearm and stretching up to his bicep, you were already aware of the tattoos on his knuckles and fingers but you were seeing this for the first time.

The inkwork was mesmerizing, a blend of geometric patterns and organic shapes with some quotes and words that seemed to move with the play of his muscles. It was a beautiful contrast against the white of his shirt.

You gasped as you saw his tattooed arm. You couldn't help but stare, admiring the way the ink wrapped around his bicep.

Jungkook noticed your reaction and smirked. "Like what you see, sweetheart?" He flexed his arm, showing off the muscles underneath the tattoo. Your eyes were glued to the movement, unable to look away.

He chuckled at your obvious distraction. "You're staring, sweetheart. Can't keep your eyes off my arm, can you?"

You felt your face flush with embarrassment, realizing you had been caught staring. You quickly turned around and took a big sip of your drink, trying to regain your composure.

Jungkook watched you with amusement, clearly enjoying the fact that he had such a strong effect on you. "Don't be shy, sweetheart," he said teasingly. "You're allowed to look, you know."

He stepped closer to you, his body close enough that you could feel the heat radiating off him. "In fact, I'd prefer it if you looked a little bit longer," He said, his deep voice sending a shiver down your spine.

Your heart raced, your mind telling you to back away but your body betraying you, the sound of his voice making it impossible to resist. You looked up at him, the intensity in his gaze making your knees weak.

His hand came up to your face, his fingers gently tracing your jawline, sending another shiver down your spine. He tilted your chin up, forcing you to look him in the eyes. "You know, I never did properly apologized tonight for that night" he said, his voice thick with need.

Your breath hitched at his words, your heart racing in your chest. You couldn't look away from him, his gaze holding you captive. You wanted to say something, anything, but all you could do was stare at him, your body reacting to his proximity.

He cupped your face in his hands and captured your lips in a passionate kiss. You could feel the fire burning within you as his lips moved against yours. His lip ring, cool and metallic, pressed against your mouth, adding a unique sensation to the kiss. The contrast between the warmth of his lips and the coldness of the ring sent shivers down your spine, it felt unfamiliar and exciting, sending shivers down your spine with every movement. He broke the kiss and rested his forehead against yours as you both took a moment to catch your breath.

"Are you ready, baby?" he asked as he wasn't breathless a few seconds ago.

It took you a minute to process what he was saying suddenly you understood and a shiver ran down in your spine as you quickly responded. "Yes."

"Good, because I'm not going to hold back." his eyes dark and full of desire.

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