Bts // One Shots

You destroy me... - Jungkook

You said you would protect me from the storm but little did I know you were slowly drowning me with your waves of selfishness. I ignored the rain as you held an umbrella but it was not over my head. A jacket on a puddle for me to walk over but it's not clothes off your back. Your lies rhyme like they were rehearsed yet you hate poetry. But you know what? I still love you because you saw me for who I was and didn't care that nor am I perfect. Even when you make it hard to love you, I will look into your eyes spiraling like hell's night sky. I once told you that's what I saw in those dark eyes hidden under your hair and you smiled showing your lion's teeth, threatening to bite every time you laughed. Every time I think of leaving I remember you are the first and last of your kind. Everyone is their own and there will never be another one, so walking away from someone so rare would be moronic.

My eyes open but I find it is still night, I roll over to face Jungkook but he's not there. I sit up and my eyes drift over clothes I could put on the cover my naked body that is only clothed with lace underwear but I choose to take flight into the chill and walk out the room in search for my boyfriend. I quickly discover him in the kitchen drinking out of the milk bottle. 

"I would say that is unhygienic but that would suggest we don't share spit anyway," I say leaning on the cold counter with my elbows and quickly stand up straight again, retreating from the ice surface. 

"You make kissing sound gross when you say it like that." He smiles, putting the lid back on the bottle and opening the fridge giving little light to an otherwise very dark room. 

"You can wake me when you struggle sleeping you know?" I say walking over to him, wrapping my arms around his waist. "I hate to think of you lonely," I say as he gazes down at me with a smile. 

"Well I hate you being grumpy and tired in the mornings, so I think I can last a sleepless night." He says and stroke my cheek. I pout. 

"But I bet I could make you feel better," I say putting my fingers slightly under his boxers, softly touching his skin under the fabric's waistband. He hums a happy reply.

"I bet you could." He says pulling our bodies together. 

"I like when we find things we can agree on," I say with a smirk. 

"So do I, let's celebrate." He says and suddenly I'm lifted off my feet and put over his shoulder. With each step to the bedroom, his body slightly jolts pushing his shoulder into my stomach but I barely notice the pressure on my tummy when he smacks my bum with his free hand. I giggle as he drops me on the bed, looming his tall stature over me. He brings his lips to my chest touching my skin leaving little, wet kisses up my body. When he reaches my neck making his way to my ear he whispers, "I love you." I bring my hand behind his neck, gliding it up to explore his hair. 

"I love you too," I say in a hushed voice letting a pleasurable noise escape my lips. He licks my earlobe then lightly nibbles my skin making me close my eyes and let out a quiet moan. .....

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The next time I wake up I am once again alone in bed. I sigh but my disappointment is quickly replaced with a giddy feeling that makes my heart leap when I remember last night. We may struggle to get along sometimes but the sex sure as hell makes up for it all. Although people don't see it, we are both secretly hopeless romantics. Sometimes we just don't have time to show it to each other though. However, when night comes, date nights and secret gifts aren't necessary as we want nothing more than to hold each other's bodies. But sometimes I fear that's all that's holding us together. I love him with all my heart but I'm worried he doesn't feel the same anymore. 

I sit up and the blankets tumble off my chest revealing the expensive bra I had bought knowing it was to Jungkook's taste. I slip off the bed fetching my underwear off the floor putting a leg in each hole and pulling them up as I leave the room. I'm very confident in my own skin, never being jealous of another girl's body as I am perfectly happy with my own. I hadn't always felt that way though but as I grew and matured I realized I was very lucky to look the way I do. I used to grow off compliments but then I found myself growing bored of them once I heard them so often and I realized I was now taking them as fact, no longer so happy to see a guy drooling over me as I knew I was pretty and was confident without stranger's compliments. However, I do wonder why it took me till I reached 17 to realize this. I had always been told by everyone that I was beautiful and had a career in modeling in my future but never thought it serious. While now, at 20, I can quite happily be seen in anything and have a picture at any angle and not double check myself. 

I walk into the kitchen, half expecting to find Kookie drinking the milk again but he's nowhere in sight. I pout even though no one is there to see my expression, or so I thought. "Miss me, baby?" Arms wrap around my waist from behind me. Normally I would feel a flutter in my stomach or my heart race but the sentiment of his touch has faded. Like his affection feels forced. He notices that I am statue-like in his grip. He spins me to face him and gives me a questioning look raising his eyebrow. "Something wrong?" He removes an arm from my waist and moves my hair from out my face and tucks it behind my ear in a loving manner. I go to shake my head but stop. 

"Last night... you said you loved me," I say as a matter of fact. His puzzled expression doesn't change. 

"Yess..." He says dragging out the word, showing his confusion. 

"Do you really feel that way? You can be honest with me Jungkook, we have known each other long enough to give each other that." He sighs.

"You think I'm faking my affections towards you... Why would I bother? If I didn't love you I wouldn't pretend I did. Tessa you know I'm not the most affectionate person." I nod understanding. He was very controlled with his emotions. I think I had only ever seen him cry once and that was when I was very sick and it wasn't looking good, "I'm sorry my feelings don't seem very constant but I assure you I always love you even when it doesn't look as much." He's now stroking the back of my head, putting his fingers through my hair delicately. I pull my body close to his, cuddling into his comparably tall body. He rests his chin on my head, as he speaks I feel a slight vibration. "I promised I would never lie to you and I am sticking to that promise." He says softly but suddenly stiffens and pulls his head off mine, looking into my eyes, "You didn't ask those things because you feel like that do you?" He seemed hesitant to ask as if the answer was more than he could bear. I shake my head briskly with an honest look shining in my eyes. I'm almost teary thinking that even went through his head but I suppose it's only fair after I asked such a thing.  

"What? No, not at all. I love you with all my heart and I was just scared you had changed your mind about me." He looks at me hurt. I'm suddenly lifted up and have my legs wrapped around his waist. He brings me to the sofa dropping me, then quickly propping himself above me. 

"Seems we fear the same things but are just too pussy to say anything. Well, how about I tell you how I'm feeling?" He snakes himself down my body, putting himself between my legs till his face is in between my legs kissing my inner thighs. "But as you know, I'm not that great with words but as many say 'actions speak louder than words'" He says breaking from his soft kisses but quickly goes back to touching my skin leaving me in the feeling of ecstasy. Slowly my underwear is pulled off again, only having been on for a short amount of time. I stop him briefly and look down into his eyes and touch his hair. His hair is as soft as his touch. 

"Jungkook..." I almost whisper his name. 

"Tessa?" He says waiting for what I was going to say. 

"I love you." That loving smile spreads on his face and this time the flutter in my stomach sits right where it should.

"I love you too."

A/N: I was trying to be deep or somethin idk, any of you into this?