Evil Souls 🔞

Chapter 43

My eyes open wide as soon as I feel my body being numb. I squint my eyes due to sudden brightness blinding my sight, and slowly, I blink the ache away. Stretching my limbs, a groan leave my mouth when muscle cramps appear throughout my body, making heat run through my face as the memories of last night flashes my mind. It was... erotic.

Biting my lips, I remove the duvet off my body only to find myself in my favourite white sweater, and not only that, but all cleaned up along with clean bedsheets. Jungkook can be so generous, I never thought. But the person behind all this is no where to be seen, for my greatest disappointment. With a pout, I sit straight, hissing at the impact of a burning sensation in both ass and between my legs. I knew from the start this gonna happen, but I was too caught up in the situation last night to protest.

Before standing, I make a bun out of my messy hair and then stand up with difficulty to go to the washroom. Pursing my lips, I walk to the bathroom door only to be stopped by the big mirror. Walking backwards, I stand in front of the mirror and my eyes go wide to see the amount of hickeys on my neck. Lifting my hand up, I slide the sweater off my neck to see the length of my shoulders and collarbone covered in purplish pink bruises. My eyes eventually land on the bruised wrists, then my swollen lips and the corner of them being bruised too. My eyes trail down to the exposed thighs making me gulp loudly to see brown handprints on both of them. With my right hand, I place it on the handprint of my right thigh. A small smile appear on my face when my hand seem shorter than the handprint. Giggling, I remove my hand front it and trace hickeys on my neck and shoulder. As I apply a firm pressure on it, it gives me a sweet burning feeling, causing me to close my eyes and smile biting my lips.

I was so caught up on my trans, that I didn't heard the door opening, causing me to jump when a hand grip my waist firmly. I open my eyes wide at the sudden contact, only to be blessed with the face of my personal beauty with an unreadable expression on his face. I drop my hands down to my sides when our backs touch together making my heart skip a beat.

"Good morning, princess." Jungkook's voice is clear, indicating he's long awake.

"Morning." I say after clearing my throat. Our eyes lock on the mirror and Jungkook place his chin on top of my head, ruining my bun, not that I care.

"When do you wake up?"

"Just now." My eyes land on his neck covered with the same bruises as that of mine.

"How are you?"

"Good, just feeling sore." I answer honestly, earning a satisfied chuckle from him.

"I'd be disappointed if you don't feel sore." I roll my eyes at him and he chuckle, yet he have a sad edge to it. "I thought you'd be mad at me."

"Why would I be mad at you?"

"Because I thought maybe I was rough on you."

"Maybe?" I give him one eyebrow look and he shrug.

"Yeah look." He say and step a bit back unwrapping his hands around me. Jungkook grab the hem of my sweater and I widen my eyes.

"What are you doing?"

"Relax." He says in an assuring voice. He remove the sweater completely and drop it on the floor. He then place his hands on my waist and stare at me with hesitation.

My eyes land on my body covered in different kinds of bruises. There is a handprint on both of my bosoms just like that on my thighs, several bruises trailing down to my hips. Jungkook remove his hands from my hips and another pair of handprints lay there. Without another thought, I turn around and cock my head back to see bruised ass cheeks. My body, doesn't seems to be mine, but it is. I should be mad about it, but instead, I'm feeling an unknown warmth inside my chest.