Jungkook One Shots

~Engaged Pt.2~

(A/n: This chapter gets a little bit steamy so just a warning I wanna put out there but anyways, I hope you guys enjoy and happy reading~)
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I can't be falling for another guy when I just got engaged. What am I thinking? He can't possibly be trying to make a move on me right? This is all some sick joke of his that he'll laugh about later on. Yup, that's definitely it. It can't be anything else.

After eating the dinner that Jimin had prepared, it was my turn to do the dishes. As I'm washing the plates, I get a weird feeling as if I'm being watched but as I turn around, not a single soul is in sight. I'm just being paranoid aren't I?

I try to ignore the eerie feeling and continue scrubbing off the residue of the meal from the plate. But when a pair of arms wrap around my waist from behind me, the plate almost slips from my hands but luckily I was quick enough to grasp it just in time.

"Jimin! Don't scare me like that." I sigh and try to calm myself down.

"Sorry baby." An unfamiliar voice says, making my eyes widen. That is not Jimin's voice. When I flip around, I'm met with dark brown orbs that belong to none other than Jungkook. As always, the same, devilish smirk is plastered on his handsome face.

"I-I thought you were Jimin." I stutter, not just from surprise but from how close we're standing. Not to mention, he has his hands placed on the edge of the counter on both of my sides, trapping me.

"You seem displeased," He pouts and I end up staring at those delicious lips of his. "Why? Do I remind you of him?" He smirks.

"Of course not! Your nothing like Jimin. Unlike you, he doesn't torture me like you do." I grit my teeth.

"Torture you?" He laughs. "You call me teasing you, torture? Oh baby, you haven't seen nothing yet." He suddenly leans closer and before I can push him back, his soft lips attach themselves to my neck. As he's sucking and biting on my skin, I unintentionally let out a small moan. Oh god, did I just make that kind of sound?

I bring my hand up to cover my mouth but Jungkook's doesn't seem to like that one bit as he grabs my arm yanking it back down onto the sink.

"Don't cover your mouth baby, I wanna hear those moans loud and clear." He growls into your ear making you quiver.

"Jungkook...we can't do this...I can't do this..." I pant as he ignores my pleads and continues attacking my neck.

"You can't? Your mouth says one thing but the way your body is reacting to my touch is telling me something else." He seductively says before leaning back. I watch as his eyes stare directly at my neck. A satisfied look on his face tells me that he's done something and it scares me.

His hands find their way to the bottom of my shirt as he slowly tries to pull it upwards. "What do you think your doing?" I ask, placing my hand over his.

"I know you want me Y/n. All you have to do is give yourself to me." He says attempting to lift my shirt up once again.

Does he not realize that Jimin is literally a couple feet away, sitting in the living room? The only thing separating us from being seen by Jimin is a thin wall that divides the two rooms.

"I told you that I'm not doing this, Jimin is—" I gasp when I feel his cold hands travel into my shirt, grasping my clothed breast.

"D cup I'm guessing?" He asks, a mischievous smile lurking upon his lips.

"S..Stop Jungkook...." I try to take his hands out from my shirt but he has other plans as he starts to massage my breasts making me let out yet another moan.