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Thank you so much for 1K views!! Also, not sure if you noticed, but I accidentally changed the girl's name from Maya to Grace, so I'm changing it back again... Mianhae.

Jungkook's POV

Maya and I had just confessed to each other and it was time for her to leave the hospital.

I helped her out of bed and tried to not pay attention to her blush covered face. Once we left the room,the nurse had a wheelchair ready for her to use.

"We won't be needing that." I said, flashing her a smile before picking Maya up bridal style.

"Jungkook." She muttered accusingly.

I smirked without responding.

"Aish, this is embarrassing." She dug her face into my chest and threw weak punches to my shoulder.

We got outside and I unlocked the car, opened her door, and placed her gently in the passenger seat.

I buckled her seat belt and grabbed and a cold water from the trunk.

As I was about to close her door when she said,
"Don't forget my booster, dad."

"It's daddy." I corrected her before jumping into the driver seat.

I could see her smirking out of the corner of my eye and it was quite distracting as I began driving.

"Jungkook."

"Ne?"

"Thank you," she paused, "for everything. For saving my life, for being with me... For loving me." I glanced over to give acknowledgement to what she said as I had to keep my eyes on the road.

"Anything for you." My voice cracked out as I put my hand on her thigh.

This time she didn't jump, or scream, or freak out.

This time it was different.

Maya's POV

"Anything for you." He said while resting his hand on my thigh.

Thousands of chills ran up my spine.

His touch felt amazing and I had yearned for it all day.

I was blushing madly so I looked out the window to hide my face.

"Baby." He prompted.

"Hmm?"

"Where should I take you?"

"I want to stay with you." I said honestly.

"B-But you should get home to your mother, she's probably worry- "

"Don't leave me." I grasped his arm, cutting off his words.

He gulped nervously before making eye contact with me. It felt like it lasted years but I broke it anyways so he could focus on driving.

"To my house it is." He smiled reassuringly and I beamed in response.

After pulling into his driveway, he picked me up bridal style once again and carried me to the house.

When we entered I figured he would set me down but he didn't.

"Oppa where are you taking me?" I asked curiously as I observed his beautiful face.

He smirked without giving me a response as I finally realized where we were headed.

His room.

He laid be down gently on his bed and caressed my head.

"Thank you." I smiled and he kissed my cheek.

"Course babe." He got up and walked toward the door.
"I'll be right back, arasso?" He said and left before I could open my mouth.

I laid there without words as I pondered what he might be doing.

Minutes later he came back with a first aid kit, magazines, fruit, and a cold cloth. He pulled out some ointment and a bandage.

"Oppa, we just left the hospital, I don't need all this."

He kept doing what he was doing as he unpeeled the band-aid and uncapped the bottle.

"Oppa!" I nagged, which finally made him look up and lean in close to my ear.

"As much as I want to fuck you right now, I need to take care of you." He said huskily, which only made me more turned on.

My breathing got hitched and I bit my lip, which he noticed.

I sat patiently as he put ointment on my bruised head and applied the bandage. He handed me the wet cloth after and set the bowl of fruit in my lap.

"Put this on your forehead. I brought fruit and magazines to read, or you can watch tv." He nodded to the television.

I pouted a bit without saying anything.

"But... Now it feels like I'm back at the hospital again." I whined.

"I want you to get better quickly so you can get back up to speed, my speed." He emphasized the end and I knew it's true meaning.

He smirked before heading to the door again.

"I'm going to take a shower, don't be naughty while I'm gone." He commanded and left as I popped a few grapes into my mouth.

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