Evil Souls 🔞

Chapter 27

I feel some tingling sensation as something keeps brushing the length of my spine. I lay over my stomach as the duvet lay on my lower body. Then, the darkness is being replaced by translucent light against my eyelids. I breathe in my toxic drug along with the rough smell of smoke as I realise Jungkook's fingers brushing down the length of my spine. It was then the last night's event flashes in my mind and heat starts to flush my cheeks.

I can't able to believe, we did that. All his kisses, his touches, his stares, everything is still fresh. I'm literally able to feel him in every inch of my body. Jungkook was showing the most pure form of love to me, as if he was worshipping my body. And I dare to admit that I love the feeling. As I recalled the details from the last night, blood started rushing down my cheeks. His voice broke me out of my trance.

"Good morning, my dear." Jungkook says in his angelic voice and I shoot my eyes open. I blink for few times to adjust the brightness and then meet his gaze.

"Good morning." I reply in my morning voice, as a smile creep on my face. Jungkook sits besides me taking the support of the headboard and flashing his bunny smile. He holds up a bud of burning cigarette in one hand and the other hand brush my hairs.

Jungkook's face seemed a beautiful sculpture as it shine brightly under the bright lights sparkling from the large window. Involuntarily I glance at his lips dragging out from his cigarette. Those lips were on mine, in fact on every inch of my body. I really need some sort of distraction right now because if I'd look at Jungkook anymore, definitely I'll be a lost puppy. And for no good reason I glance the clock behind him kept on the nightstand, and my smile fade.

"Shit, I'm late." I whisper and he chuckle, making me confuse. I furrow my brows together staring at him.

"Don't worry, I called Namjoon hyung you'll be taking off today." Jungkook says as he pull me closer to him, and his warmth fill my naked skin and he crush his cigarette on the ashtray. It was then I realized, he was wearing his sweatpants. I hum in response as my head rests peacefully on his hard chest. I glance at his tattoo and held my hands up to trace it with my fingers.

I avert my gaze towards the large French window and to my surprise, it's falling outside. The view is beautiful from here. Tall trees covered in white glistening snow, grey skies covering the landscape beautifully makes me thousand times more happy, a perfect start of my morning. I then glance back at his chest and observed his tattoo for a good amount of time.

"Why you have tattoos just till your forearms?" I asks him out of curiosity. There's a long pause before he speaks.

"My father didn't liked tattoos." His voice is low and calm, "I wanted to go against his rules. I was a spoiled brat back then. Refusing my father's words were my first priority. So to deny his rules, I decided tattoo. It was my plan to cover my complete hand, but Jin hyung stopped me."

"So...this means, you were rebelling?" I glanced up at his face to meet his gaze. He held his poker face, gazing outside the large window. He lowered his gaze at me and gave me a small smile which immediately melt my heart.

"Yeah, sort of." He shrug. I nod in response. I didn't push him any further, declaring, I got enough information for the day.

Suddenly, he hovers over me, taking me off guard. I lay beneath him and he lean closer to me, brushing our noses in result.

"I'm so lucky to have such a beautiful woman in my life." He whispers while his breath keeps fanning my heated skin and I smile at his words, as Jungkook intertwine our hands together. I wanted to say this since I first saw him, and suddenly I spit it away.

"And I'm so lucky to have you as my personal beauty." I say and he pull his face back to see my face properly. He cock his head sideways in confusion.