BTS imagines

Jungkook|| pt 1

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Inspired by impaired driving

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I stared at your flawless face, resting on my arm—my hand reaching for the fallen piece of hair that blocked your squishy cute cheeks. A big smile greased onto my lips, seeing your beautiful eyes stare back at me. "Morning" I muttered as I inched closer to you—needing your soft touch, needy to hear your soft raspy voice—greedy for you. "Morning Jungkookie" you sang softly with a tired voice—your naked legs moving closer to mine. "I have to go to work" you groaned, whining loudly as you hid your face from me—down into my chest. "Stay with me for a couple of more minutes" I responded—remembering the night we had just yesterday. "Then I have to stay late, and I will come back late" you reasoned, your tongue skimming on your bottom lip. Your skillful, sinful tongue.

"I don't care, I want you here now—plus I have to prepare for our 2nd anniversary" I pressed my lips against your soft, pink lips—running my hands through your hair, tangling my fingers in your locks. To moved my hand slowly around your body, my hands running through the curves on your body. "Fine, have it your way" you huffed, hugging my figure.

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I smiled at my reflection, smoothing down the heavy fabric—running my hand through my freshly washed hair. I admired the ring on my finger, the ring your gave to me. You proposed to me, I was surprised—but I gave in anyways.

(Flashback)

You went down on your knees, a ring rummaging in your hands. "No, no, no" I chanted, holding you arm. "No stand up" I sighed—looking around at the few people who were around us. "The guy is supposed to propose" I went down on my knees with you—trying to stop you from placing the ring on my finger. "Jungkook, its 2018"you laughed, your eyes sparkling in the light—making me lose myself to you. "Wow, this is a lot a girl have to think about" I joked, holding your small hands in mine. "It's a yes, yes yes"

(End of flashback)

My attention was on the door as I heard the doorbell ring—excitement rushing through my veins. I rushed towards the door, my smile replaced with a small frown as I saw it wasn't you. "Yes officer?" I smiled nervously, my eyes going past the two officers—looking for you car.

"I'm sorry Mr. Jeon to disturb you, but your wife has died in a accident"