Crazy for You

Chapter 22

Jungkook's POV

One glance at Y/N in that mini black dress of hers brought back a wave of memories from my days in the military.  My mind raced back to a picture of her in a similar black dress with a delicate black choker adorning her neck. That was the first time I felt like losing control. The first time I felt so infatuated by her that it bordered on insanity. So much so that I couldn't hold myself back during shower, my mind filled with filthy images of her as I started to pleasure myself. And the worst part was, it was just the beginning of my sinful showers. Just her picture alone could awaken the beast inside me, making me question my state of mind. Was I that deprived of a woman's touch that I started to masturbate to a picture of a fan whom I had a crush on?  I knew for a fact that I wasn't, simply because, at that time, I had an on-and-off relationship with a member of New Jeans. Minji was devoted to me, showering me with affection whilst I started to distance myself from her. The first few weeks after discovering Y/N's Instagram account, I didn't think deeply about the dangers of falling for her. But with time, being around Minji started to feel like a chore. Every time I'd get a few days off from the military, she'd stay in my apartment, practically begging for my attention whilst all I thought about was Y/N. I'd keep checking her account, waiting for a speck of update, hoping to see how she looked today, whom she met, what she did. I realized it was getting out of hand when I started to get jealous of an unknown guy who might've seen or worse, touched Y/N today. My blood boiled at the prospect of her sleeping beside someone who wasn't me while Minji kept rambling about something I didn't care about. Eventually, I broke up with her, not feeling any kind of attraction towards her anymore. All I thought about day and night was Y/N, Y/N, Y/N. Only her. No one else. Now that she was wearing a similar dress, I couldn't help but think back to my shameful memories while my mind raced with new fantasies.

"I'd love it if you slapped my chest while I was thrusting deep inside your pussy", I told her, unable to hide my arousal, my pants feeling tighter than ever. But who was I kidding? When I was with Y/N, it was a natural thing. I practically walked around in this state every single day. She seemed turned on, her eyes traveling down my body as she slightly bit on her lower lip. I was about to shove my tongue down her throat when the annoying ringtone of my phone ruined our moment. I let out an irritated huff, taking it out of my pocket. Shit. It was Minji. Speak of the devil, huh?

"Aren't you going to pick up?" Y/N said in a light tone, oblivious to the situation. I contemplated picking up for a second, assuming she was calling to talk about something work-related. After our breakup, she never brought up the subject, causing me to believe that she understood when I told her I had no interest in her anymore.

Your POV

You never saw Jungkook's hesitation before, hence you wondered if the person on the other side of the line was someone important. Nevertheless, you didn't want to invade his privacy by taking a look at his screen, so you waited until he picked up the call.

"Yes?" his voice was void of any emotion. "Thank you. What do you mean you're here?", his eyebrows furrowed as you decided to look at the city view behind you. You didn't feel good eavesdropping to his conversation neither did you feel it was right to leave him there and go back to your apartment, so you lingered around. "I'm at the rooftop", he sighed, ending the call.

"Do you have a guest?" you were curious as to why he seemed annoyed by the caller.

"Yeah, she is a junior. It'll be quick", he gave you a small smile.

"Oppa!" you heard a high-pitched voice as a familiar girl ran towards you two. "Congratulations! Oppa is a CEO now, right?" she clapped, standing too close to Jungkook. You felt him stiffen, taking a swift glance at your features. You took a step back, suddenly feeling repulsed by the scene.