I Work for a Jerk

It's all perfect

My eyes fluttered open, taking in a deep breath as it took a second for my mind to wake up. Jungkook was still asleep next to me. He had his arms tightly around me, holding me closer to him then I thought was possible. His head was buried in my neck, breathing lightly on my skin, sending shivers down my spin.

I blinked as I looked at the time. It was a little past nine. Normally I didn't sleep past eight, it must have been the aftermath of me being sick. I felt a lot better, my fever must have broken last night at one point.

I yawned as I moved to sit up, carefully getting out of Jungkook's arms. My feet were this close to touching the floor when I felt arms around me again, pulling me back down.

"The hell you think you're going?" Jungkook huskily whispered in my ear.

I pursed my lips tightly as his arms prevented me from moving again. "Jungkook," I whined. "It's late, we should get up."

"Five more minutes." He muttered.

"Five more minutes is going to turn into 50 with you." I smiled as I tried to pry his arms off. "We really need to get up, we have to stop by my house before we go."

"Why?" His voice was still deepened by sleep as he didn't move from his position.

"Because I have to shower, and change, and then pick up a few things."

"You can shower here." He lifted his head only to rest it on mine.

"I don't have a change of clothes." I rolled my eyes.

"I've got a lot of girl clothes from other people, you can pick and choose."

I let out a gasp as I sat straight up, breaking his hold on me. I hit his shoulder quite hard and slid my feet to the floor.

"Hey i'm joking!" He cried, circling his arms around my waist once more, pulling me back into him as he was now sitting up. "I actually got you some clothes as a present, you can wear those."

"Okay but," I sucked in a breath as his lips brushed over my neck. "I still need to get some stuff from my place."

"We can stop there." He murmured. "But why don't you get in the shower and I'll make something to eat, okay?"

I nodded as I couldn't stop smiling. He slipped behind me and walked around, taking my hands and helping me up. He gently ran his hand over my forehead, tilting his head.

"How do you feel?" He asked. "I don't think you have a fever any more."

"I feel a lot better." I said. "Thank you."

Jungkook bit down on his bottom lip as his eyes scanned me up and down, making my chest cringe immensely. "Go on princess." He breathed. "Enjoy your shower."

He turned on his heels and walked out the door, flashing me one last smile before disappearing into the kitchen. I swallowed as I hit at my cheeks. Son of a bitch might make my fever come back.

***

Jungkook had left the clothes right outside the bathroom. They were dark, ripped jeans and very nice grey sweater. Of course he would go for the most expensive, simple thing. They looked really good though, I wouldn't be surprised if he had called Jin for pointers.

Speaking of, Jungkook was talking to someone when I came out of the bathroom. He had the phone in between his ear and shoulder, stirring something in a bowl.

He was speaking in Korean, so I could only assume it was one of his friends, most likely Jin since it looked like he was asking about the food he was making. I watched him for a moment, leaning on the wall. I hid back my laugh as he got frustrated at one point, putting down the bowl and almost yelling into the phone. He said what I was pretty sure was a sorry and picked up the bowl again, moving the stove.