She looked at him with nothing but the purest of love, The way his hair moved as he walked towards her, his contagious bunny smile that never failed to brighten her day, the sound of his voice and the way her name rolled of his tongue, like velvet. The way he held her in his strong arms, firmly, yet delicately, she loved the way he tastes when she kissed him, the way his body moved against hers as if they were meant to be. The way he threw his head back and enjoyed the sweet sensations of her lips against his neck. He loved how soft she was to the touch, yet how her beauty was nothing but striking. She loved feeling his hot breath against the back of her shoulders as his hands traced her body. She loved watching every muscle and vain in his arms tense as his gentle fingers gripped her thigh. The way his voice soothed her when she felt as if she was at her worst.
She loved the way he looked at her, returning all the emotions she had felt, and the butterflies he would send fluttering through her stomach.
Every touch was a high, and every good bye the Lowest she'd ever felt. He filled her in ways she could've never imagines, giving her more purpose for her days, more of a reason to enjoy life. More of a reason to love. To him, she was the flame he's always needed. One to love him, unlike anyone has before. She was his rock. The force that drove him to the best version of himself.
She felt nervous whenever she felt his eyes on her, admiring every curve, every part of her body, from what she believed to be her imperfections to her strongest features. He hated how he felt weak under her touches. How she had a certain grip over him without even trying to. He could lose everything her had ever had, but whenever she was with him, he felt as if he had the world. The sweet scent of her skin was something he had grown addicted to, and the strong musk of his cologne, and the way all his clothes smelt of him was a good enough excuse for her to sleep him his hoodies when he wasn't with her.
He wasn't like anyone she had ever been with before. In her eyes, he was flawless. There was nothing she would want to change about him. He loved her for who she was, deep in her heart, she knew that if she lost her beauty in one night, he would still intertwine his fingers through hers and walk hand in hand with her, proudly and still in love.
The way he made her feel was something difficult to describe, every moment was unpredictable and got her heart racing, always anticipating his every move. Their love was wild, unchained, like a song that never ends , full of highs and lows. But one thing that never changed was that it was love at first sight.
The night was quiet, the only sound was the sound of her heart pounding against her chest with every step he took towards her. The dark room only lit by the light of a few candles flickering on the small nightstand by the bed. The light of the flickering flame reflected from his deep chocolate brown eyes, and perfectly framed his beautiful face, hitting all the right spots. His hands slowly raised to her face, pushing back the few strands of hair that had fallen onto her cheeks. She felt her face burn against his soft touch. His eyes studied every expression on her face. The way her eye lashes fluttered as she tried to look away feeling shy in front of him, and the soft pink color that had dispersed throughout her gentle face, her soft plump lips that he so desperately ached to kiss. She was beautiful.
She smiled and looked up to meet his eyes. The tension between the two feeling electric. Every bone in her body wanting to kiss every inch of his skin and to feel him, make love to him. Raw and passionate.
He lifted her chin up gently with his fingers, moving his face closer to hers. Her breath hitched and she felt her heart racing faster than ever before. His lips met with hers. His heart paced with hers as he lifted her up into his strong arms, her legs wrapped around his lean waist, their lips still connected and moving perfectly in sync with eachother. He placed her on the bed hovering over her small frame, he loved how innocent she looked, and the way her beautiful brown eyes studied his face, the fact that she saw something more in him, deeper than anyone had ever. Her skin and eyes were illuminated under the candle light, A mixture of love and lust washed over him like a wave. He needed her more than anything.
She certainly wasn't his first. He had been with many girls everyone around him believed were the most beautiful, he had them all at his finger tips. He could have any girl he wanted with a simple look their way, or a flash of a few hundreds. Yet none of them mean't anything to him but momentary pleasure and once he was finished with them, he forgot all about them. They were not even close to what he had felt when he was around her. His heart would race like it never had before, every touch of hers felt as if he had never been touched before. Yet, the love they had made that night...
Certainly felt like his first, full of passion, expression and burning desire to feel each others hot skin against eachtother. She made him feel what love was again, and he made her fall in love once more when she believed she could never.
They had filled each others voids in ways only they knew.
She tasted the good and bad in him and wanted them both. She was someone he could talk to about the shit that went on in his mind, his past and be open about his scars to. He felt as if every touch from her healed him. She didn't want his money, she didn't want anything from him, just his love, which was the thing in his life most difficult to give, but giving his everything to her seemed effortless, which was new to him. A foreign taste on his tongue which he loved.
He had never yearned for something as much as for her, from the moment he laid eyes on her, he knew she wasn't like the rest. The moved with elegance, grace, unspoken confidence and beauty which radiated from the inside out. As other girls danced for him and touched him, his eyes were only drawn to her, observing her every movement, the way she comforted those around her and treated them, with a bright smile on her face, with no hidden intentions. He wondered what it would be like to have her in his life, and how lucky everyone who did have her was. She was genuine and her light was something he needed, for he was in a dark place. Surrounded with alcohol, women and loneliness. But she accepted him, saw through his faults, his past and imperfections. He was often so curious as to why a beautiful, kind, sweet soul like hers would love someone like him? And he often felt as if he didn't deserve her.
But she wouldn't let him doubt his worth. The dark corners of his mind that were once filled with loneliness and emptiness were now shined on by her light.
He was in love.
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Hi everyone, this chapter was a little different and took a break from everything else that was happening in the book and just focused on Jennie and jungkook and their relationship, giving you a deeper look into their chemistry, I hope you enjoyed!
