Blindfolded | JK ( discontinued )

Chapter 6

"The b-box..." I whispered back. My heart had suddenly decided to do cardio and was beating at 100 miles per hour speed. 

I couldn't complete what I was saying and I could feel the beginning signs of a panic attack starting to set in.

Suddenly warm fingers bumped into my hand and he opened the lid of my balm. 

With the box still on my palms, his fingers grazing my hot and sweaty palms all the while, for some strange reason I began to clam down.

It could be because I was more worried about my sweaty palms and armpits than about being next to a man.

Please don't stink armpit. I know I washed you today morning. Please let's not embarrass ourselves.

His hands moved away and now with nothing but a prayer on my mind to not scare the man away with my body odour, I placed my finger into the balm box and swirled my finger around the smooth gel.

I took a general amount and applied it on my rather plump lips. I love applying lip balms. There is something so soothing about massaging the lips. 

I was getting lost in pleasure.

I smacked my lips with a moan.

Loudly.

Crap.

The rustling on the other side stopped suddenly.

Oh holy sweet apple pie, why did I do that?

He cleared his throat after few moments of agonising silence, conveying the discomfort both of us were feeling now.

I think a stinky armpit would be less embarrassing now.

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Jungkook was scared. 

But he could also feel her fear emit in waves across from him. 

He struggled himself with opening the box in his hands. 

He grazed her hands while opening the box and it felt warm but harsh. Like she...worked for a living. And he deeply appreciated that.

Somehow that made him feel more comfortable around her now. He felt like he could trust her like he trusted JImin.

Of course, he could be wrong.

He spread the balm between his two fingers and tried to impress the texture into his mind. 

He was so close to spreading it on his lips when he heard the moan. 

Now he knew moans, okay! When he and Jimin could afford the occasional box of strawberries or a bar of expensive smooth chocolate, their apartment would be filled with sinister moans of having the sweet flavour melt in their mouths.

Most of the times the loud sounds would have Tae and Yoongi invite themselves over to where the heavenly sweets resided and they would all share the treat, enjoying through the whole night.

And this moan sounded quite similar to that. 

A feel of relaxation and enjoyment. It was not meant to be arousing. 

Then why did something thud inside him?

He paused with his fingers near his lips, totally frozen by the rush of emotions that arose in him with the simplest of sounds from the woman beside him.