mi amor | jungkook AU

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no one suspected anything of what jungkook and i were doing on the ledge of the roof, but that didn't stop them from teasing jungkook for his outburst. i still laugh at how frustrated he was. taehyung and hoseok were mimicking the yelling. and when jungkook got fed up, he outbursted, "IM GOING TO TELL MICHELLE YOU'RE UNDENIABLY IN LOVE WITH HER IF YOU DONT STOP"

"YOU WOULDN'T"

"I WILL."

taehyung and i watched in our seats, from the counter, as they started bickering. we were casually eating chips. "do you think this will go on for a while?" i ask him. he nods, putting another chip into his mouth. i copy his actions.

by the time the rest of the boys came back, jungkook and hoseok had calmed down from their bickering and went back to being all 'cute and innocent.' since everyone had already ate dinner, with the exception of jungkook and i, we decided to all do our own things. i was back in my room, relaxing. but then jungkook came in, and i suddenly decided i wanted to sleep. "amoooor." he whined. "let me sleep." i copied him.

he put himself underneath the covers with me. "you didn't shower yet." he whispers. i peek one eye open to him. "should i shower?" he smiles and nods. i roll my eyes, "do you want to join me?" he sits up, "well, if you're insisting." i giggle and sit up as well, wrapping my arms around him. bringing him closer to me, "should i be insisting?" jungkook's breathing gets irregular. "oh, yeah." he whispers lowly.

i graze my lips on his and get up, making a b-line for the bathroom. jungkook quickly follows me, locking the door once were in the bathroom. "do you need help stripping off your clothes?" he asks me, digging his head into my neck and leaving kisses. his lips on my neck throws me off into a deep sensation. "yes." i breathlessly say.

jungkook doesn't take a second longer to take my shirt off. my pants come off next. a knock on the door momentarily stops us from our actions. "yes?" i call out, wanting to hurry up and deal with whatever it is the person on the other side wanted. "do you guys know where the sodas are?" namjoon asked. jungkook threw his back on the bed, irritated. i giggled, "no, sorry." when namjoon doesn't respond i level myself to jungkook's face.

"awh, someone seems upset." i tease him. he rolls his eyes, "why do you turn me on so much?" i shrug my shoulders and smile at him. "i'm irresistible like that."

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it's funny, we haven't done the sex yet we took a shower together. it wasn't bad, but jungkook is never washing my hair again. ever. he laughed when soap got in my eyes and i was not happy at all.

"awh, am. come here." he coos, hands reaches out as he scoots closer to me. i shook my head and hide myself under my blankets. kookie had just finished changing and was now trying to be cute. "i'm never letting you wash my hair again." i state to him, still defending myself under the covers. "it's not my fault. you were the one that didn't want to close your eyes like a normal person." i felt his weight crush me. the blanket covering my face was being pulled away.

"can i get a kiss?" jungkook was nose to nose with me. "do you want a kiss?" i ask him, teasingly. he nods like a little boy, "very much."

"then get off me."