Loving You || Jikook || Kookmin

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Jimin's POV

It has been two days since we last talked. He keep on avoiding my presence and it's hurting me. I wanted to explain but he wouldn't let me. Now, I don't know how to fix this mess, time is running and I'm afraid.

Afraid that... we won't be able to spend some time together again.

It was past midnight and he still not home. I sigh heavily and walked towards our shared room. I turned off the lights and took a step closer to our bed.

I closed my eyes as soon as my back hit the matress, I rolled to my side and hug myself, I am now lying in a fetal position, crying once again.

I want him here. I'm not asking for more only his presence. Is that too much to ask?

I flinches when I heard the sound of door opening softly as if he's scared that he would wake me up.

I clenched my fist when I heard his footstep getting closer. I felt him climbing on the bed, moving closer and wrapping his arms around my waist.

He leans in and buried his head in my neck then I felt him leaving a trail of kisses there, he is kissing my neck softly, I slowly opened my eyes.

"I-is everything okay?" I asked tone hoarse, he didn't answer my question as I felt his hands slid under my shirt and started roaming his hands around my body while biting my sweet spot which happened to be the junction on my neck and shoulder.

I turned around and faces him, the only light that illuminated the room was from the moon shining outside the window. I look up at him, dark eyes now staring into my brown ones.

I pressed my eyes shut when he reached out his hand to caress my cheek, thumbing my tears away... a sigh of contentment left my lips and smiled softly.

Then I feel his soft lips on mine, I placed my hand to his nape and ran my fingers through his hair as I returned his kisses. Jungkook deepened the kiss and rolled us over grabbing me by waist so that he was hovering over me.

He detached our lips, I automatically opened my eyes and met his gaze. He's staring into mine with sad eyes. I felt my heart aching as he smiled at me faintly.

He brings his hand to my face, cupping my flushed cheeks. He pressed his forehead against mine before planting soft kisses into my entire my face.

Not too long I felt his lips against mine, I parted my lips to welcome him, a single tear streams down my right eye as he kisses me passionately. . .

That night, We had sex...

But it was different...

Because that night...

I didn't feel used, I feel loved.