Falling Deep // BTS FanFic

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WARNING - This chapter is a lot more mild than all of my other chapters.

"Camille, this is getting slightly uncomfortable now, can you please wake up." I hear Jungkook whisper nervously as he untangles my legs which are tightly wrapped around his waist. "Actually, don't wake up just yet, it's too embarrassing for you to have to see." He mumbles and I feel the duvet covers move. My eyes immediately open, my nosiness taking over me, I stare at his anxious face. He looks over at me, noticing my stare, he quickly throws the duvet back over him. My brows furrow at his actions.

"What's wrong?" I ask, moving closer to him. He smiles at me awkwardly.
"I'd rather not have to tell you." He explains, face burning red.
"Did I snore or something?" I think of all of the possible things I could have done to embarrass myself, making him want to leave me as soon as possible.
"No it's not you." He quickly explains.
"Good." I sigh out, wrapping my arms around his neck, doing the same with my legs as they wrap around his lower abdomen. And that's when I feel it. My face turns fluorescent as I realise what the thing poking my inner thigh is. Jungkook looks down at my shocked face. He immediately starts to laugh awkwardly and I stay frozen in place, not wanting to make this situation anymore awkward than it already is.

"Can I please go to the bathroom now?" He practically begs me and I quickly move my leg off of him. He breathes out a massive sigh before jogging away from me, turning to look at my smirking face one last time before he escapes into the bathroom. I chuckle to myself as I hear him quietly curse and yell at himself for not being able to hide his boner from me. And I can't help but wonder what sort of dream he was having last night.

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"Do you want to go out for breakfast?" Jungkook asks shyly, obviously hoping to escape anything to do with our awkward encounter.
"I wonder what you were dreaming of last night?" I ask, trying to wind him up.
"Do you want to go out for breakfast?" He avoids my question.
"Was it of me?" I ask mischievously.
"Camille stop." He says, turning red once again.
"So it was."
"I wanted to go out so I could get to know you a bit better." He explains and my heart softens as his voice sounds sweet and meaningful.
How do I think this guy is so innocent and cute when he clearly is not.
"Sure, but I need to get ready first." He nods, heading to my bedroom door.
"I'll get changed in the bathroom, you can wait in here if you'd like." I explain, grabbing some clothes out of the drawer before walking to the bathroom.

I wear this.....

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"So what did you want to know about me?" I ask, eating a slice of toast.
"I'm not sure." He admits.
I laugh at his response.
"What's your favourite colour?" He asks and I laugh even harder.
"That isn't getting to know me, that's basic stuff Jungkook."
"I know, but it's still important, I want to know what sort of person you really are." He explains seriously.
"But you know what sort of person I am."
He sighs, "I know that you love horror movies, love rapping, you adore Eminem, you look up to your brother, that you would do anything for Ally and that you are cute as hell." I smile.
"I know you have these horrible nightmares and that I'm the only one that can stop them, and I know how much you miss your dad." He grabs my hand, stroking it with his thumb as he sees me frown.
"But I want to know why, why you feel strongly about all of these things. I want to hear your stories, how you grew up."
I take a few sips of my coffee before I answer him.
"My favourite colour is yellow." He nods his head.
"Your favourite BTS song?" I grin at his question.
"All of them because they have you in it." I reply.
"How about one of the most stupidest things you've done?"
This question takes longer for me to think about, not because I haven't done anything stupid, it just takes me some time to figure out what thing to tell him without embarrassing myself too much.
"My dad, he used to know this weird trick." I explain. Jungkook's face softening at the mention of my dad.
"He used to know that trick with the penny behind your ear. Well he did that to me once. I thought it was amazing. He pulled a penny out my ear! So I wanted to try to do it myself." He nods, curious to know the rest of my story.
"I realised a penny would not fit in my ear, I think I believed that I hadn't reached the same level of magic my dad had yet and that's why it didn't fit." I explained laughing.
"So I decided to shove a bead down my ear and when I couldn't get it out, I freaked out. I didn't want to tell my parents at first. I was too ashamed that I didn't have the same magic abilities that my dad had." He starts to laugh at me, reaching over the table and squishing my cheeks as they turn red.
"You must have been so cute hmm?" He says, speaking in a baby voice.
He eventually lets go, returning back to his serious posture.
"Okay, you don't have to answer, but I've always wanted to know what your nightmares are about." He asks me this like he already knows the answer.
Which I know he does. Even without me not telling him a thing about my fathers death or how it's scarred me. He knows, because he knows me. He understands me. He just wants to ask for confirmation, so he can figure out how to approach me about my father.
"You already know, don't you?" I ask, a bit upset about the topic.
"I think I do." He explains gently, "but I wanted to hear it from you."
We stare at each other for a while before I feel the tears fall down my face.
Jungkook's expression completely changes from intrigued to sympathetic in a flash and before I know it he has payed the bill and we are both outside.

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Due to the many fans we crash into on the streets, Jungkook insists that we go to his house.
"My parents aren't home, they texted me earlier saying they've gone out with my sister to a birthday party, they won't be back till later this evening." I nod as he opens his front door.
"You know what, I've never actually spoken to your dad before." I state.
"I know, and trust me, you don't want to." He explains sitting down on the sofa.
"Why?"
"He's just, a business man, a very stereotypical businessman." He explains and I instantly form a picture in my head.
A man who never has time for his family and does not care what his children are up to, just caring about their grades.
I feel sympathy towards Jungkook and Jiwoo.
"What do you want to do then?" He asks.
"It's up to you." I shrug.
He quickly gets up, a massive smile plastered across his face.
"I know what we can do." He runs upstairs and I follow behind him baffled by his sudden burst of energy.
He pulls his duvet off his bed, wrapping it around himself before picking up some pillows.
"Not a pillow fight right?"
He shakes his head at my question.
"Can you bring that blanket please." He nods toward the blanket and I carry it back downstairs, following the boy.
He throws his duvet over the sofa before dragging some chairs over and puts the duvet over them.
He takes the blanket out of my hands before crawling into the mess of duvet and chairs and I follow shortly after.
It's nothing special, just a classic den, but I instantly get the feeling this den is very important to Jungkook.
"Me and my father used to do this all of the time when I was little, but one day, he just stopped." He explains as I lie next to him.
"That sucks, kookie." I say in a baby voice, brushing his hair away from his eyes.
"But now you have a new person to build dens with." I smile at him and he chuckles back.
"Thank you CamCam."
"I'm tired." He yawns.
"But you only woke up three hours ago.
"Well I didn't really get much sleep, I was too busy hearing you snore." He explains.
"WHAT?" I exclaim.
"I snore?!" I ask him dramatically.
"I'm only joking." He explains.
"I just liked watching you sleep, knowing you were having nice dreams rather than nightmares." My heart warms up at his sweet words.
"Go to sleep then, but make sure you don't dream about the things you did last time." I smirk teasingly. He doesn't answer, instead his eyes close, feeling defeated.
"What did you dream about anyway?"
I ask curiously and his eyes open once again.
"It doesn't take a genius to guess that." He states and my cheeks redden as his tongues pushes against the inside of his cheek.
"But that's all I'll say." He closes his eyes again, turning to the side, spooning me.
I deliberately try to wind him up, pushing my body back into his. He sighs into my ear loudly as he kisses the back of my head painfully.
"What's wrong kookie?" I ask in my sickly sweet voice.
"Why are you making things so hard for me Camille?" He asks, sliding his hand up my waist. I laugh at his response innocently.
He gets up, pushing me down so my back is a against the floor.
"Do you really want to know what my dream was about?"
I nod, slightly unsure as his expression changes into a deep, seductive one.
He quickly lays on top of me, a smirk on his face, happy with my answer.
My heart starts to pick up speed as he starts to kiss my neck roughly. I moan as he sucks at my sensitive neck feverishly. I wrap my legs tighter around his waist as he takes his shirt off. I look at his glistening body briefly before his lips smack back onto my body. Now on my belly, he kisses it gently, my sensitive belly causing me to chuckle.
He starts to laugh as I squirm underneath him, lips still on me. He then moves up, lifting up my shirt, kissing the places my bra hasn't covered. I hear him groan as I pull at his hair playfully.
After a few more kisses he lays my shirt back over my body. My smile begins to fade as he climbs off of me, now lying on his side.
"And then I woke up." He explains.
"What?" I ask, slightly annoyed.
"My dream stopped here." He explains with the biggest smirk on his face.
I sigh, crossing my arms over my chest.
"You are so annoying." I mumble.
"That's what you get for pestering me all day." He laughs.

"The dream didn't actually end here." He bites his lip and I turn to face him, slightly confused.
"Then why did you stop?"
"Because you're my first girlfriend." He explains shyly. I clock on straight away.
"You're a virgin?"
"Yeah." He answers, looking away from me shyly.
"I wouldn't have guessed."
He looks at me confused.
"You just seem very confident with this sort of thing." I explain.
"But I get it kookie, we can go slow." I smile at him reassuringly.
I kiss his jawline and he sighs heavily.
"I need to get rid of this." He sighs, looking down.
He starts to get up but I stop him.
"I can." I explain, both of us now turning shy.
I don't wait for him to answer as I unzip his trousers. He stops me with a hand.
"Are you sure?" He asks, biting his lip.
I nod, pulling his trousers down.

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So here's the chapter. I AM SO SORRY FOR NOT UPDATING IN SO LONG.

Cim Caitlin 😎