FATE | A Jinkook FF |

Chapter 13

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"God has a great plan for your life. He is directing your steps. In his perfect timing, everything will turn out right."
-Christian Delgrosso

THE KISS

Seokjin's POV

Making my way in the washroom full of drunk damsels I halted myself in front of the mirror and did a double check at myself.

Am I not beautiful...

Am I not good enough...

Am I so boring...

Am I not of his type...

I kept asking myself these questions.

He is the only one who makes my heart flutter everytime I see him. I know he is my boss and I should not have these kind of feelings for him, but I can't help myself... It aches to know that I am not the one he wants, I am not the one he'll ever need.

Man up Jin! Man up...
Show him you're better without him.
My subconscious encouraged me.

After gathering my thoughts I sprinted out of the washroom.

Once outside the washroom I saw Mr Jeon leaning against a wall, his predator eyes watching my every move. The way he looked at me said showed eagerness, too tired of his attics I ignored his gaze and made my way to the bar, but before I could, he took hold of my wrist and pinned me against the wall with my hands above my head, captive in his hold.

"What are you doing Mr Je-"

My voice got cut through when he placed his lips on mine, shutting mine, off completely. His lips so soft yet so demanding.

My brain was numb for a second, I don't know what happened but my lips on their own accord starting kissing him back. Our lips moved in a sync. His hands started exploring my form, whereas his lips did wonders. Nibbling, biting, sucking to give him entrance. But I denied.

He squeeze my hips and pulled me flushed against him, making me feel his bulge, which caused a loud moan to escape my mouth. Taking advantage of my moan he thrust his tongue inside my mouth, exploring every corner of it, sending me to heightest peak of pleasures.

We pulled apart to catch our breathe, but not a second later his lips were on me again.

This time he kissed me softly, kissing me as if I were made of glass, holding me ever so lightly, made me feel his, as if our lips were made for each other, as if we were made for each other.

"Jungkook-"
I moaned and smiled in the kiss

Finally we pulled apart, but he did not leave me yet, instead his hands went around my waist, holding me securely in his arms.

He looked me in the eye, as if reading what was going inside of me. I wiggled in his arms hoping he would leave me, but instead his hold tightened.

He pulled me closer and nibbled my ear, making my stomach do back flips and pulled away not before whispering one word which left a feeling of déjà vu within me.

'Love'

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A/N

"Baby let me be your last

Your last first kiss."