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6.

SOONYEON'S/ YOUR POV
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"Okay, but not too late, JeongJa and her family will be coming over for dinner. Be safe."

"Yes, mom. I'll be safe. Love you, bye." I hung up the call. I'd just informed my mom that I was going to be at Kook's for the afternoon.

I pulled over into Jungkook's driveway. He had a very pretty house. It was big, surrounded by trees that gave off shade. Green grass looking softer than feathers. Flowers of all colors of the rainbow lined up against the pathway. Everything was surrounded by big, golden gates. Woah. Jungkook got out of the car and I followed.

"Welcome to my house," he said while opening his front door, revealing the inside to be even more beautiful. The almost see-through wooden floor was covered in a big, black rug. The living room was off to the left and it was massive, a huge flat-screened tv hung from the wall, going well with the white furniture. To the right was the kitchen and dining room. In the center of all was a huge chandelier hanging from the ceiling, sparkling brightly. So pretty. Off to the left carried on some stairs, heading up.

"Have a seat. Would you like anything to drink?" Jungkook asked me, leading me towards the living room.

"Um, water is fine, thanks." I replied, still admiring his house. He walked off into the kitchen. I sat down on one of the white couches. It was comfy.

"Here's your water," Kook came back in carrying two glasses of cold water. He quickly chugged his before setting it down and sat himself down next to me.

"Kookie, your house is beautiful," I said breathless.

"You like it?" He asked me.

"I love it," I said in awe. He chuckled next to me.

"I'm glad."

I took a sip of the water before setting it down on the coffee table.

"So, what do you want to do?" He asked smiling. I smiled back.

"I don't know. We'll do whatever you want, Kookie," I said, his breath hitched for a second.

"Mmm, have I mentioned that I love it when you call me that?" He asked moving closer towards me. I smiled sinisterly.

"Yes, you have. What is it that you like about it though?" I asked scooting closer to him.

"I don't know. It does things to me," he said. My smile grew wider.

"What kind of things?" I asked him innocently. He looked at me, then down to his crotch area. And as expected, there was a bulge.

"Aww, poor you. Have you been suffering with that lately?" I asked as my hand made its way down to his dick.

"Mhm," he murmured staring very intently at my hand. I palmed him through his pants and he moaned.

"I'm sorry, babyboy." I apologized. "You forgive me?" I asked. He looked up at me, eyes filled with lust.

"Maybe.." he responded.

"Kookie?" I asked him as I kneeled down between his legs. He stared at me all the way.

"Yes?" He breathed out. I looped my hands into his pants and pulled them down, leaving him in his boxers. I could see his dick straining against the tight material. I stared up at him.