It all started with a school project, leading down to intense sexual tension, but she never thought that he would actually start caring for her.
TW: self-harm, smut, mention of suicide
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Me and Jungkook are walking from school because he insisted he'd walk me home. We've almost reached my house and I'm starting to feel better.
"Are your parents home?" Jungkook asked.
"No."
"Then who is supposed to take care of you?" Jungkook says as he watches me unlock the door to my house. "No one. I can take care of myself." I said, walking inside. "You haven't eaten all day, lemme cook for you." He says in an excited way.
I raise my eyebrows. "Can you cook?" "There's nothing I can't do." He says and winks. I signal him to come inside and he happily does so.
"I'll go take a shower. Don't burn down my house please." I said as I went into the bathroom that is on the first floor. I lock the door and I start to undress myself. I then go into the shower and turn it on.
When I'm done I'm ready to take the clothes that I had brought from upstairs. Except, I forgot them.
Fuck.
Fuck.
FUCK.
Now I have to try and sneak my way past the kitchen in just a towel.
No way. I'm not doing that. What if Jungkook notices me? I'm really not into giving him another boner.
But I kinda have to, I'm really hungry.
*Mentally slaps myself*
I open the bathroom door slowly to try and not make any noise. I walk out taking one step at a time and I've almost reached the kitchen. I continue to take small steps and I am now walking behind Jungkook and I have almost passed him.
That is until he turns around and spots a naked me with only a towel stopping his eyes from meeting my bare body.
"Umm." We both say as we both just stand still.
I then quickly just run upstairs without any more said. I put on a matching set that consists of sweatpants and a cropped hoodie:
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I hope Jungkook dosen't go all perverted on me. This is honestly the only clean and comfortable clothes I have at the moment. I really need to do the laundry.
I go downstairs and I see Jungkook very focused on making the food.
He is so daddy materi- wait what.
Guys that can cook is such a huge turn on what the hell. If the food tastes good I will seriously make him my slave. No I will not. That came out the wrong way lmao.
I was woken up from my daydream of thoughts by Jungkook who lifts me up from the floor and carries me to the dining tabel. I let out a squeal and I'm shook at how strong he is.
"Jungkooook, let me goooo." I whine as he plops me down at a seat. He sits across from me and dinner is already on the table.
"Woahhh" I gasp as I see all the food on the table.
"Try it." Jungkook says as he hands me a fork and a knife. Jungkook stares at me intensively as I take a bite of the food and I am SHOOKETH. This tastes so good, wtf.
"Mmmmm, this is so good, what the heck." I mumble as my mouth is stuffed with the food. "Remember to chew or else you'll choke, idiot." He chuckles. "You're so cute." I didn't even notice I said anything until I see that Jungkook looks down and he's blushing.
He's too cute.
"What." I say and he just continues to look down. I lift his chin up with my fork and he scrunches his nose. "Don't do that." He says while sticking his fork into a the food. "Do what, kookie." I say playfully. "Don't be so adorable, it's making me blush." Jungkook admits and he starts to eat. I just smile and continue to eat the delicious food.
We are done eating and I was honestly still amazed at Jungkooks cooking skills. He can really do anyting.
"Do ya wanna watch a movie or something. I don't feel like working on that shitty project." I say as I plop myself on the couch. "Sure, but I'm picking the movie." He says as he takes the remote out of my hands and sits besides me on the couch. "Fine, asshole." I say with a pout on my face.
Jungkook chooses to watch Annabelle 2. Of course he did.
I hate scary movies, I just get really scared so I close my eyes everytime I watch one.
The movie begins and at first it isn't so scary, but thirty minutes into it, I get really scared so I snuggle into Jungkook, trying my best to not scream. A bloody scene is shown and I quickly bury my face into his chest so that I can't see anything. "Jungkook, I'm scareeeddd." I whine as he just chuckles. His hands then find their way to my waist and he holds me tight under the blankets.
I totally forget about the movie as I smell his manly scent that eventually makes my heart flutter. He smells really good. I just want to stay like this forever, but I then remember that Jungkook is just a fellow student in my class. I barely know him, but this moment just feels so meant to be, as clichè as it sounds.
I take one last sniff of his cologne and I turn my face to watch the movie. It isn't that bad watching the movie anymore. I feel really safe in Jungkooks embrace. It's like nothing in this whole world could harm me when I'm with him. It makes me sad that I feel this way towards this "stranger".
The movie is over and I sigh in realief as I lean towards my phone to chek the time. It was currently 12.23 AM. It had gotten late really fast, damn.
I looked behind me and I see a sleeping Jungkook. He looks so precious when he sleeps. wow. I get up and I tuck him in with the blankets, planning to go sleep in my bedroom and let him sleep on the couch. I was stopped by a hand dragging me backwards and I stumble and fall, landing on Jungkook.
"Don't go." He says looking me in the eyes.
Those eyes.
Those chocolate, piercing puppy dog eyes. How could I say no to them. I was now laying on top of Jungkook. Our legs interwined and my head on his chest. This is honestly really comfortable.
It wouldn't hurt to stay like this only for a few minutes, would it? ————————————————————— Don't forget to vote! ⇣ ⇣ ⇣
