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Aisles six

"That's my ex-boyfriend Kihyun" you whispered, still unable to take your eyes off him.

"Do you want to leave? I'm sure your 15 minutes are up" he pulled on your wrist, signalling that he would take you out of the party as soon as you gave him the okay.

But you shook your head, "No, I-I-I want to stay."

You looked up, smiling weakly at Jungkook who was staring at you with a concerned look in his eyes. He didn't look very convinced.

"Are you sure?" he asked, gently squeezing your hand in his.

"I'm sure." you assured him, already trying to pull him back onto the dance floor.

A wicked smile spread across his face, "Good, now let's make that asshole jealous."

There was something different about the way he was dancing with you now. The way he held the small of your back, his fingertips digging into your most sensitive areas. He held you closely, allowing his hips to brush against yours as he moved the two of you to the beat. You had never danced like this with anyone before, not even Hoseok. And it was intoxicating. It was almost as if the beat of the music was coming from your own chest. Exposing your emotions on the dancefloor.

Something had shifted dramatically. And at this point you didn't know if this was all part of Jungkook's plan to make your ex jealous, or if this was something real.

"I think it worked" he murmured into your ear. Your eyes flicking over to the now empty spot of where Kihyun and the girl were standing.

You looked back at the boy holding you in his arms and whispered, "I don't want to stop dancing."

Jungkook smiled back at you, "Good, because I don't want to either"

Neither of you moved.

The two of you locked in a silent staring contest. You blinked several times, trying to convince yourself that Jungkook's face leaning in towards yours wasn't actually happening. But as his lips touched yours, you realized that it was actually happening. His lips kissing yours was very real. It was very very real.

His slightly chapped lips were still soft as they kissed you. Jungkook's lips moved patiently. Each kiss testing the waters further and further until your hands had wandered their way to either side of his face. You pulled him closely, opening your mouth to deepen the kiss between you. His tongue tasted like beer and licorice. A combination that would normally make your nose wrinkle yet somehow coming from Jungkook it was the sweetest thing you had ever tasted.

"Do you want to go somewhere else?" you breathed, breaking yourself away from his lips. The two of you were still in the middle of the dance floor.

You stared at Jungkook's glistening pink lips, "Yoongi has an extra bedroom."

You nodded, letting Jungkook lead you off the dancefloor.

You thought you heard Hoseok's voice calling after you, but you couldn't bring yourself to turn around as you watched the muscles in Jungkook's arms move as he pulled you down the hallway.

Jungkook paused, turning around to look at you before he opened the door to the hopefully unoccupied bedroom.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" he asked, honey dripping from his tongue as you spoke.

You didn't answer. You reached around his hips, opening the door to the bedroom behind him. You licked your lips, giving yourself one last chance to turn back around and go back out into the party like you knew you should. You knew this was going to make things more complicated. This was probably the last thing you needed.

But he it was everything you wanted.

You pushed him inside the room, letting your fingers drag across his strong chest before you shut the door behind you. Making sure you locked the door.

Jungkook was already sitting on the bed by the time you turned around and made your way towards him. It seemed like it took you years to close the distance between you. And by the time you stopped in front of him you thought the entire party could hear your heart beating in your chest. You stood in between his legs, letting your hands brace themselves against his broad shoulders.

His hands wandered to your waist, running his palms over your ass and across your hips. You reached forward, tugging at the hem of his shirt. Jungkook immediately obeyed, raising his arms above his head so you could pull the material off his frame. You continued to stare at each other as you threw the shirt to some corner of the room.

"How does someone get this built?" you blurt out as your let your hands wander over his bare chest. His soft skin covering the firm muscle underneath. Your fingers left a trail of goosebumps on his skin and you caught yourself biting your own lip as you continued to explore his body with your hands.

"Do you like them?" he asked after who knows how much time had passed.

You take your hands off his chest and bring them to your face. Desperate to keep the color on your cheeks hidden. But there were was nowhere for you to hide.

"You're cute when you blush" he murmured, taking your hands into his. "And I like it when you touch me."

You knew better than to believe his words. That the two of you were just fueling alcohol soaked desires. It wasn't real, what was happening in this bedroom. It was a plot to make your ex-boyfriend jealous that had gone in a completely different direction. You could still stop this. You could tell Jungkook that you didn't think this was a good idea. That you shouldn't be doing this.

But instead you reached down towards the hem of your dress, pulling it off of you in one swift motion.

The removal of your dress was like an activation switch in Jungkook. He pulled you close to him and his lips attached themselves to every part of your skin. He left trails of kisses and spit as he explored your body. It had been months since you had been touched, yet alone kissed anywhere and it was like every single one of your nerves had been amplified.

You whimpered as he dragged his fingers along the edge of your underwear. The growing wetness between your thighs were threatening to be exposed at any second. You found yourself playing with his hair, your hands pushing and pulling his head towards places you gained the most satisfaction.

"Can I take these off?" he asked, pulling on the thin lace.

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