Sure Thing • liskook.

15. Kookoo

genre: fluffy fluffity fluff. the chapter's name is kookoo for god's sake
warnings: suggestive themes as always, ⚠️ is down there marking the smut (which is almost in the end actually and I was wanting to write that scene since a lot) if you don't like it and want to avoid it.
a/n: thanks to my baby _saturdaymood_ for giving the approval to this lol. she filled my heart with love💜

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The shrill sound of the alarm made Lisa grown like a husky and annoyed bear from her comfortable place. She couldn't wait to have a damned vacation and wake up later than at four in the morning.

"It's your dream, your job, you love doing this, you wanted a comeback, here you have it," she told herself mentally as she was doing every morning. But she also wanted to sleep, damn it.

She reached out and patted the floor until she found her phone that sounded as loud as an ambulance siren and also was shining like one, illuminating the room with red and blue lights. Downloading that particular alarm app was the worst idea she had had in years... no, it had not been her idea, it had been Jungkook's.

And talking about Jungkook, she was a prisoner of his arms and he wasn't even a little disturbed for the noise or lights.

Lisa turned off the alarm and sighed, losing herself in the silence and comfort of the sheets for a minute, enjoying Jungkook's warm body, his soft breath brushing softly her skin and his arms holding her as if she was a very important teddy bear. Jungkook hadn't let her go not even for a minute since they were back together and Lisa couldn't enjoy it anymore because it was impossible. Paradise was right there... and she had to leave it.

Lisa huffed, but obligations were obligations and she had to be in an hour outside the building, waiting for her manager to go to Music Core. And there was no way she was going to be late because she had barely got permission to stay in the Bangtan dorm in the last few days, if she failed she would win a beautiful ban of seeing Jungkook for a long, good time. As if she was a child again. But rules were rules and Lisa had to follow them if she wanted to have freedom, therefore, she had to get up at that precise moment.

Lisa moved slowly so as not to wake Jungkook, taking his forearms to release herself but just when she thought she was getting it, Jungkook tightened his grip on her waist and buried his face in her neck, muttering something she couldn't understand. He was still asleep. Lisa tried again to let go but Jungkook squeezed her even more, pressing her so close to his body that Lisa felt all the warmth of his chest on her back, the hard muscles of his arms around her almost completely. Thank heavens that the air conditioning was to the maximum because otherwise she would be suffocating in sweat.

She would have to wake him up to get rid of him because it seemed that Jungkook wasn't going to let her go and even asleep he was strong as hell.

"Kookoo," she murmured sweetly as she stroked his arm with her nails. Jungkook grunted and snuggled against her, sinking his face into her neck. Lisa felt tickles in her nape from his hair and breathing.

"I hate when you call me Kookoo," he mumbled numbly, Lisa smiled, as if she cared.

"No, you don't"

Jungkook didn't respond, he sighed and Lisa felt that he was settling down to sleep back.

"Jungkook, I have to go," she spoke earnestly.

"Mmm"

"Jungkook, I'm being serious"

"Hmmm"

"Jungkook ..."

"Hmmm"

"Jungkook!"