You'll never be my bias: Jeon Jungkook one shots

Wedding Night pt. 1

Your POV:

I sat on the couch in Jungkook's room, too nervous.

There was a knock on the door and Jhope entered with a glass of water.

I had jumped to my feet which made him laugh.

"I thought you would like some water - given that you had been screaming and jumping around all night," he offered me the glass.

Blushing, I gulped it all down in one go. Real classy, bitch. Real classy.

"Um, and you should like... get changed, y/n. Why are you still in your wedding gown?," he said, taking the glass back.

"I'm not sure where my clothes are... and I don't wanna snoop around in Jungkook's room."

"It's your room too, you know. And don't worry, Jungkook will help you out. I'll send him in."

I gulped even though my mouth had gone dry again.

It was weird. It wasn't the first time I was in his room... yet tonight I was all sorts of nervous. The butterflies wouldn't calm down - I may have to murder them and shit them out- JINJA YOU THINKING ABOUT SHITTING ON YOUR WEDDING NIGHT!

Wedding night... am I going to sleep with Jeon freaking Jungkook?

The thought alone made me go faint when the door opened and Jungkook walked in.

He had discarded his jacket and the shirt was loose from his pants. If anything, he looked sexier.

"How do you like your new room, Mrs. Jungkook?," he said, walking towards me whilst I started going redder with each step he took because the top 3 buttons of his shirt were undone and I could see his toned muscles-

I nodded because I had lost my voice.

And he was standing too close to me now. "Mrs. Jungkook. Hmm... I like the sound of that," he said, burying his face in my neck.

"Why haven't you worn something comfortable?," he asked against my skin and my eyeballs rolled to the back of my skull with the sensation of his breath on my skin.

"I- I don't know where my clothes are..."

He looked at me and smiled, "well, it's not like you need them."

WHAT?

"I mean you can wear mine," he laughed. "We forgot to bring your stuff from your dorms. So for tonight, you can wear one of my shirts."

He handed me the white shirt we all loved on him-

I smirked to myself.

THEY CALL ME BAEPSAE MOTHAFUCKAS!

I walked to the dressing table and started pulling out the pins from my hair to let them loose but gasped when I saw Jungkook behind me from the mirror.