Spotlight Lovers (그것은 한국에있다.)

Chapter 7

Author's note: I'll write a clean chapter for those of you who want it but the original SMUT chapter is after this.

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"Just stay like this with me. Okay?"
Jungkook says, tightening his grip.

I don't know why but being in his arms makes me feel so comfortable.

"Okay."
I say nuzzling my face into his shoulder.

He's so warm!

My thoughts are interrupted by a violent knock on the door. I try to turn around and open it but Jungkook takes me to the kitchen.
"I've got you covered."
He says with a wink.
I'm left in the kitchen to listen.
The door opens.
"Yes?"
Jungkook says.
"Where is Y/N?"
Manager Ram says.
"She hasn't come back yet. Did something happen!?"
He asks, sounding genuinely worried.
"N-no. Just let us know when she comes back."
She says walking away.
The door closes and I breathe a sigh of relief.
Jungkook walks past me ruffling his hair in annoyance.
" I'm sorry you had to deal with that for me."
I say.
"It's fine. I understand that the managers can be insensitive. "
He says.
I stare at the ground.
"Hey, it'll be okay. But you know they'll be looking for you all night right?"
He says.
"I didn't even think about that."
I say.
"We'll just have to hunker down for the night."
He says, leaning against the counter.
"We?"
I ask.
"Yes, 'we'. If you think I'm leaving you alone, you're dead wrong."
He says.
"But..."
I begin to say but then trail off in thought and blush very hard.
"But what?"
He says looking up at me.
"Why is your face so red?"
He says playfully.

I think he knows exactly what I'm thinking.

He comes up to me and pushes the hair out of my face.
"What? Do you want me to do something perverted to you?"
He says sensually.
"What!? No!
I shout.
He backs away.
"I was only kidding. I wouldn't do something like that to you unless you aske—. I mean um... I guess there's no way around that one."
He says shyly.
"Asked?"
I say blushing really hard.
"Let's just pretend that didn't happen."
He says casting his eyes down.

Jungkook...

He walks out of the kitchen and disappears into the living room. Clutching my cheeks. I look up.

He's still here! What do I do!?

I tiptoe to the corner of the kitchen and peek around into the living room. He's sitting on the couch waiting for... me? I straighten my posture and try to look Unphased by the events that just transpired. I walk right past him and into my room. My phone is on my bed with 20 missed calls from both my personal manager and another staff members. I turn it off to avoid annoyance while I'm in here. I lie down in my bed and hug my body pillow close.
"Will he come in here?"
I whisper to myself. I hear a knock on my door and the hairs on the back of my neck stand up.
"Y-yes?"
I stuttered.
"You alright? I, uh, shouldn't have done that."
He says softly through the door. I sit up and walk to the door leaning my head up against it.
I say.
"It's... okay. But ask next time."

Did I really just say that!?

I slowly open the door and look him in the eyes which are widened in shock. Even I surprised myself but he seems more so than me.
"I didn't think you were that bold."
He says blinking sporadically.
"Neither did I."
I say shyly.
He takes my hand and puts it to his cheek. My cheeks grow hot and I let it happen. His eyes close and he brings me into the living room.
"You hungry?"
He asks me, leaving me at the couch.
"Yeah."
I reply.
"You have anything to make?"
He asks.
"Not really, I've been eating out."
As I say this he opens the fridge to find nothing but water.
"I'll order something?"
He asks.
"Sure."
I say.
He picks up his phone, calls someone, and speaks to them while I stare off into space. He sits on the couch next to me.
"Alright, There should be something to eat soon..."
He stops.
I look up at him.
"What?"
I ask.
"Nothing, you just have really nice legs."
He says staring at my legs.
"Oh, thanks?"
I say awkwardly.
"Sorry! I can leave if you want."
He says.
"What? I don't want that!"
I hesitantly reply.
"You don't have to leave. I-I want you to stay here with me."
I say clutching his hand.