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Jimin
Warmth. It was too much warmth of a body next to me I felt when my mind was slowly becoming conscious. I leaned up a bit and still felt sore but didn't mind it anyway. I looked at the man sleeping soundly beside me. A smile appeared on my lips as I stare at him while my head still resting on his arms wrapped around me. He's so perfect. God really took his time creating this beautiful man. From those pointed nose, sharp jaw lines, curly eye lashes and his long curly hair almost covering his forehead. I traced my finger to the scar on his face, I never knew scar would look this good on someone. I wonder where did he get this from.
Jungkook groaned a bit causing his forehead to pucker which I find really sexy. My eyes went down to his red lips. It looks like a cherry from its color. Is there anything ugly in this man? Well, except of his sometimes shitty attitude. I was talking about the physical qualities.
I was staring at him for minutes that I didn't notice that he was awake already, eyes half opened and staring at me as well.
"Do you want to kiss me?" He said in his morning voice and I swear, that was the best thing I've ever heard. It was too sexy.
"Why would you think that I want to kiss you?" I raised a brow to him when he lowered down his face closer and brushed his nose to mine. "You've been staring at my lips for minutes," His lips formed a smirk. Even his morning breath smells good, how the fuck did that happen while I was literally constraining myself to open my mouth, afraid of him to smell my breath.
My eyes automatically rolled as I turn around because I don't want him to see how red my face was but he was quick to pull me closer and made me face him. My arms were on his chest, trying to put a distance between us at least.
"I can't get enough of you," He grumbled under his breath and hauled my body against his, causing me to jerk a bit when I felt erection again.
"You're so cute when you blush," He smiled before bringing our lips together, gasping softly as I slipped my tongue into his mouth. "And even cuter when I'm the reason behind that fucking blush,"
Closing my eyes from kissing him, I was surprised when he grab my hand and took it to his hardness.
"Stroke it," He demanded, lust coated his hoarse voice.
"Wait." I cut him off. The heat I was feeling vanished when the thought of our flight at 7am abruptly flashed on my mind.
"What? Don't tell me you'll leave me hanging?"
"N-no, we can't miss the flight, Jungkook!" I grunted and hoping that he still get what's my point here.
"Come on, it's my problem Jimin, not yours. I told you I'll just make an excuse and tell them I'm sick or what. I'm sure they won't question that," He explained before cupping my face and started kissing every inch of it.
