Haters To Lovers

Chapter-13

The sun streamed through the sheer curtains, casting a warm glow across the room as you emerged from the bathroom, the scent of lavender filling the air. You felt rejuvenated, your skin still glistening from the warm water, and you couldn't help but smile at the memory of the previous night.

You wrapped a soft towel around yourself, the fabric absorbing the water droplets clinging to your skin. As you stepped into the bedroom, your heart fluttered at the sight of Jungkook still sleeping peacefully, his dark hair tousled and his face relaxed. The sight of him stirred something deep within you, a sense of comfort and affection that you hadn't expected.

Quietly, you made your way to the closet, deciding to find something to wear. The events of last night played through your mind, a mix of thrill and satisfaction bubbling within you. You couldn't help but recall the way he had touched you, the passion in his eyes, and the intimacy you'd shared.

As you rummaged through the closet, you found a delicate  knee length frock that felt luxurious against your skin. You slipped it on, and turned back to look at Jungkook, who was now stirring awake.

His eyes fluttered open, and when he caught sight of you, a slow smile spread across his face. "Good morning, beautiful," he said, his voice husky from sleep, making your heart skip a beat.

"Good morning," you replied, feeling a warmth bloom in your chest at his words. You walked over to the bed, the robe swaying gently around you with each step.

Jungkook propped himself up on one elbow, his gaze roaming over you appreciatively. "You look stunning, as always," he said, his eyes filled with admiration. "Last night was... unforgettable."

A playful smile danced on your lips as you remembered the intensity of your connection. "You weren't too bad yourself," you teased, crossing your arms and leaning against the doorframe.

He chuckled softly, the sound deep and melodic. "I can't believe we went from hating each other to... whatever this is," he said, gesturing between the two of you. There was a hint of disbelief in his tone, as if he couldn't quite wrap his head around the shift in your relationship.

"It's complicated," you admitted, your heart racing at the thought of the layers yet to unfold in your dynamic. "But I think we both know there's something here that we can't ignore."

He nodded slowly, his expression turning serious as he regarded you. "You're right. And I'm not sure how to deal with it yet, but I want to try."

You stepped closer, the warmth radiating from him inviting. "That's all we can do—try," you said softly, the sincerity in your voice making his gaze intensify.

Jungkook pushed the sheets aside and swung his legs over the edge of the bed, stretching as he stood up. The sight of him, bare and strong, sent a flutter of excitement through you. He walked over, closing the distance between you, and brushed a loose strand of hair behind your ear.

"Want some breakfast?" he asked, a hint of mischief in his eyes. "I could make us something special."

You smiled, feeling a sense of warmth spread through you. "I'd love that. But maybe we should eat in bed?" you suggested, your playful tone echoing the intimacy of the night before.

"Now that sounds perfect," he said, his eyes sparkling with excitement. He leaned down, capturing your lips in a soft kiss that sent butterflies fluttering in your stomach.

After a lingering moment, he pulled back, his gaze still locked onto yours. "Let me get dressed, and I'll whip something up. You stay here and enjoy the view."

You laughed, rolling your eyes playfully. "Alright, but you better not take too long," you teased, feeling giddy at the thought of sharing breakfast together.

As he headed toward the closet, you couldn't help but feel a surge of happiness. The night had changed everything between you, and as you stood there, wrapped in the warmth of your silk robe, you realized you were ready to explore this unexpected connection—wherever it might lead.