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12. car wash

"piss off, I'm feeling warm." I aggressively pushed Jungkook off my body, in which he responded by pulling me back further into a tighter embrace.

Junglecock has taken advantage of my situation, insisting he'll leave me in the dark alone if I didn't sacrifice myself as a makeshift pillow for him.

Although I clearly didn't have a phobia, I am a woman. And the last thing a girl would do is to reject the offer of a hot man's touch, regardless the situation.

He smells so fucking good. I tried to fight off my blush as his arms made their way around my torso, his parted lips releasing soft breaths that hit my skin and sending tingles down my spine. Jungkook was sound asleep, comfortably in my arms.

Tonight was way too crazy. We've all gotten dead drunk, and now we're cuddling like a newlywed on bed. What's next, a honeymoon scene? I've clearly been influenced by the R-21 that blasted on the screen earlier. Get your holy water, Soojung.

My thoughts were fully interrupted when Jungkook suddenly shifts me, so his face was buried deep in the nape of my neck. I felt a soft texture pressing against my skin - his lips. He seems to be nibbling softly, down towards my chest. Fuck.

"J-jungkook." I pleaded softly, shaking his arms to wake him up. But he seems to still be in a trance, his mouth travelling around my skin like it's a seeker for lust. I gasped when he started sucking lightly on the area below my ear, and I was sensitive. I gripped his sleeves in shock, my senses sending me dangerous signals.

"Stop, or I'll kick you where the sun doesn't shine." I glared at him, and his eyes twinkled with amusement. He chuckles softly, running a thumb over my bottom lip.

"soon, I'll place my lips somewhere else." Jungkook declares, all the while eyeing intensely at my lips.

The rest of the night was spent cuddling into his huge chest, and for whatever feelings that possessed us that night, I didn't question it. It just felt so right. And we exchanged no words.

When I awoke, Jungkook had already left my side, the bed unusually emptier than before. I rubbed my eyes and straightened my tousled hair , trying to make sense of the daylight that shrouded my vision.

In the corner of my eyes I spotted Jungkook's shirt from the previous night, thrown onto the bed. He must've changed in the room while I was sleeping. Scandalous, but we literally did nothing except hugging.

And it was when I looked closely further into the room that I noticed a figure, making it's way towards me.

"you were all wrapped up like a burrito, that's cute." He lets out a small chuckle, his bunny teeth showing clearly. I felt my heart being pierced by the sudden adorableness.

But it wasn't long before I was attacked again, for another reason. Jungkook had showered. I couldn't take my thirsty eyes off his dampened hair and the towel that was slung over his shoulders. For some reason, he just looked so unbearably sexy.

And as if it wasn't bad enough, he climbs onto the bed, next to me with a smirk. I averted his eyes when he started rubbing the back of his neck, the fabric of his tight white shirt stretching over his prominent biceps. Rude, rude, rude.

"I swear to god, I'm never drinking again." I ruffled my hair in frustration, the thoughts of yesterday flowing through my mind. When I want it all to be a dream, I was painfully reminded that it was reality.