Yoon
I woke up to the bright sunlight running through the curtain as it was a bit divided. I squinted my eyes a bit and saw a dark brown hair in front of me. I realize that Jungkook were now hugging me with his head placed against my chest. I smile a little and shut my eyes back.
"Yoon."
"Hm?"
"You're awake?"
"Why am I even answering you?"
"Well, good morning, wifey."
I secretly rolled my eyes under my hooded eyes. I can feel him distancing his head from my chest and look up at me.
"You still look beautiful."
He mutter and lightly peck my lips without me knowing. I opened my eyes and stare at his dark orbs with him grinning at me.
"Get your ass up quickly. We have to go to the hospital."
I said but he snuggled on my chest even more, pulling me in his ever so tight hug.
"Thank you for taking care of me."
He mutter against my skin and kiss my collarbone before he decided to get up and clean himself. I watched him getting in the bathroom and start wondering.
Why is he like this? Why is he thanking me a lot? Why is he giving me a lot of kisses which he rarely do?
I kept on staring at the bathroom door and then sit upright, leaning my back against the headboard. My mind were flooded with different types of questions that need to be answer only by him.
I then hug myself with my knees attached on my chest and buried my face on it. I kept on sighing loudly.
"Yoon?"
I heard his voice. I lazily look up to him. He was only on his towel, showing his abs. Pft, shirtless bastard.
"What?"
"What's wrong?"
"What is wrong?"
"You look troubled. Why?"
"You."
"Why me?"
"You're making me turned on. Fucking wear your shirt, asshole."
"Oh really?"
He leaned his face closer to me and grabbed my hand, placing it on his well build chest. Fuck this mofo.
"Should we have a very very very nice time here, right now?"
He asked in a very seductive voice and kept on leaning closer. I smirked at him. He was currently pinning me against the headboard and his face were less than an inch from mine.
"Are you wet right now?"
He asked and I saw a mischievous smirk formed on his lips. When he was about to kiss me, I pinched his nipples. He jumped backwards and hugged himself.
