Never Ending | JungRi | ✔️

chapter twenty

Yerim's POV

I woke up surrounded by warmth that I'm sure did not came from the comforter. My head was against Jungkook's chest as his arms securing me in his embrace.

Embrace!?

My eyes widened when I realized the position we're in. He's literally hugging me, tightly that I could not move any muscle. His legs were blocking mine as well that I'm actually locked.

How is this possible?

Last time I checked, he was 2 metre— or something like that— away from me. Was he walking in his sleep? This is absurd.

Feeling awkward, I tried to wake Jungkook without being loud, "Jeon Jungkook, wake up. Look at us." But he's not going to move an inch.

I tried blowing his face to wake him but it seems to be useless as he didn't even budge. Wriggling in his arms wouldn't work either as I said, I can't move at all, except for tilting my head.

So I guess my last initiative is to... well, it's quite disgusting but what else can I do?

I collected my bravery which is slowly falling apart as I tilted my head until I reach his neck. I hesitated for a second but as I couldn't stand being locked by him, I quickly bit on the flesh of his neck and he immediately let me go as he groaned.

Taking the opportunity, I jumped a few feets away from him as he finally opened his eyes, holding his neck. His eyes were immediately darted to me as I looked at him apologetically.

"Why are you doing this to me.." Jungkook said sleepily with his husky deep voice that was absorbed by my heart.

Aww.. how can his voice be so.. sexy?

"Keep on sleeping, I'm sorry.."

I apologized before dashing out of the room. The sun wasn't up yet so I decided to do some stretching.

However, before I could even move, a noise that came from the kitchen startle me. I'm quite scared, but gained my bravery to go to the kitchen to find Jungkook's grandmother rummaging through the cupboard.

She let out a sigh of relief.

"What are you doing, halmeoni?" She asked as she leaned her side against the door frame.

"Oh, you're up? I'm about to cook for our breakfast." She said with a smile flashed on her face.

"Need a hand?"

"Sure. You can start by helping me searching for my pan."

And with that command, I immediately walked over her.
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I tidy up the room just like how it was before our arrival. I folded the blankets and comforters that we used and attempt to placed it on the top of a cupboard, with the height of 2 metre.

And of course, I failed.

The blankets fell from my hands and I had to fold it all over again. Just as I tried to repeat the same action, I felt someone's presence behind me, so close that I could smell his cologne but I'm not worried. Because he's none than other, Jeon Jungkook.

"Why must you do this all by yourself and didn't ask for my help?" He said with his husky morning voice, still trying to place the mattress. But I didn't answer him.

Once he finished his task, I turned around to leave but Jungkook was still there, with the same closeness that I stepped backwards. His expression was serious.

And why, must my heart beat this fast right now?

"What?" I asked him when he did nothing but staring, "Have I been prettier now?"