This is a Boy×Boy story, if you don't like it don't read it. Hate comments will be deleted and you will be blocked
All mature chapters will be marked with a ☆. There will be swearing , mention of abuse
Taehyung is an 18 year old pole dancer at a ni...
Jungkook's words make me smile, I pull away slightly reaching up to cup his face
"Let's go to bed Jungkookie"
Nodding his head he releases his hold on me and begins to walk towards the bedroom
I rub my lower back, rubbing away the slight pain from earlier events
I straighten and walk forward to see Jungkook smirking from the bedroom doorway
"What are you smirking at?" I ask, hitting his arm lightly
I walk past knowing he saw me rub my back
Rolling my eyes I enter the bedroom and head towards his closet, wanting to find one of his shirts that I can wear
"You gonna wear one of my shirts again?" he asks, following me into the room
"Yeah, is that a problem?" I ask, turning to look at him
"Nah, I was just wondering" He says in slight surprise
I smile slightly, feeling oddly happy that I surprised him. After going through his closet a for a while I find a shirt that I deem worthy for sleep
Grabbing I head out to the room
"I'm going to take a shower, since I was so sweaty earlier" I say raising an eyebrow at Jungkook who is laying on the bed still fully dressed
"Okay... have fun" He says smiling
I narrow my eyes at him before walking into the bathroom, can't help feeling like he's up to something
Pushing those thoughts from my mind I turn the water on and wait for it to warm up
I look at myself in the mirror, realizing how the grey hair color actually really suits me... maybe I should wear contacts sometime
Thinking about what color contacts I'd wear I shower quickly wanting to go to bed
I dry myself off before putting on Jungkook's shirt, which stops right below my ass
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
I think about wearing my briefs with it, but then decide not to
I don't want to ruin the appeal of the outfit
Smirking to myself I fold my clothes from earlier and lay them next to the hamper
Walking out of the bathroom I see that Jungkook isn't on the bed anymore
Frowning slightly, I walk over to the side I slept on before and sit down wondering where Jungkook went
I suppose he came to the club right after work so I suppose he may be a bit hungry, he probably went to the kitchen or something to get food
Deciding to just wait for him I look at my phone seeing I have a message from an unknown number
I frown at it before swiping the notification away, I don't feel like dealing with stupid medias wanting to get information out of me. It wouldn't surprise me if they somehow got my number, given that my personal life was leaked by someone that I work with
