Drug Addict || JJK☆

18. The Kiss Cravings,

You arrive at home. Today you aren't late. You don't feel like avoiding Jungkook anymore. The dreamy feelings fading a bit but still you're nervous to meet him again. Jungkook is not interested in that girl named Areum anymore, you are relived by that.

But that encounter feed your delusional a little, now you're no longer forcing that monotonous face it just come back again. You went to the kitchen as you saw the maids cooking the dinner, it doesn't matter whether you and Jungkook eat food here or not, they are supposed to cook as per their schedule and fill the dining table three times a day.

The aroma fills your nostril, calming your sour mood a little. You sit on the dinning table as two maids came to your side to serve you, your plate and bowl filled with the Japanese noodles and sauce and more, seems like today's menu is from Japanese foods.

You silently eat the food until the maids got alert and leave the dinning hall immediately. You pauses on your chewing as you turn to the side with your food filled cheek, only to find your husband in his professor attire. You chock on the food, immediately reaching for the drink as Jungkook hurries to rub your back.

You gulp down the food and coughs repeatedly, sipping on the drink. "Slow down, slow down." Jungkook softly utters, rubbing your back carefully. You are blushing again, those weird sensations are back."I-i'm fine, thanks." You mutter, avoiding eye contact.

Jungkook stopped rubbing your back as he nods and sit on a chair a bit far from you, there is an empty chair between yours and his's. The room went on silent as you watch him serves for himself, you glance at the maids who are standing by the door and watches you two silently. Jungkook notices you as he smiles a little, "I'm the one who asked them to leave the hall while I'm here." He says and you nods, eating your food silently.

Again there are few minutes of awkward silence as Jungkook cleared his throat, "So....about my career. I am the real Professor. Justin was just backing up for me." Jungkook utters as you nod like you're hearing it for the first time, Jungkook just wanna ask about the kiss. Why did you avoid him like that? How will you react if he asks for another kiss now?

He thinks for the right words to speak, to make it less awkward between you two. "Hmmm....about that day.." He trails as his cheek get red causing yours too. You turn to him, flustered as he gave you the same look in return, "I-i'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable-" "I wasn't not uncomfortable." You cut of him immediately, don't wanna make him live in guilt when you both know that you enjoyed it.

"Really?" He asks, a wave of hope arousing as you nod. He is smiling a little and you're maintaining that face of yours while your blush speaks otherwise, "Then why did you avoid me?" He asks, you turn back to your food. Why? You don't know the reason.

"I-i don't know." You mutter, sighing. Embarrassed. Jungkook also sighs, "Honestly, I thought you regret that kiss." He says, now less tensed as a genuine smile creeping on his lips, you look back at him and stares silently thinking for a reply, "I don't regret that." He smirks, raising his eyebrows. He knows it still you got him worried.

"D-Do you?" You speak, it is almost a wishper as if you really don't want to ask him still you forcefully did. Jungkook lips goes to a thin line as he sighs, "I do." He mumbles, looking back to his food. You can't help but feel disappointed and hurt. He regrets kissing me? Why? Since his ex came back?

Your mind speaks the most irrelevant matters even though it knows that Jungkook rejected his ex this afternoon, infront of your nose. You are staring at your food blankly as you didn't notice Jungkook standing up and walking over to your side, now standing behind your chair. "Now, are you regretting the kiss?" His voice snaps you back, you stares up at him in surprise.

He grins, leaning down to your side as your breathe hitches again, his question is not registering in your messy brain. "I asked you a question, baby." You blush, so brightly. He calls you baby. YOU - BABY?

You just shake your head hesitantly and he grins widely, "But I regret." He leans closer, "Regret just leaving after a kiss," He softly pecks your lips, hand cluthing your nape tilting your head up as you turn your upper body to the side, "Without Devouring this pretty lips of yours." With that he crashes his lips on yours with a hungry kiss, gripping your hair tighter by the hand from your nape while other hand on the dinning table for his balance.