[english translation: seven, soft love]
[chapter seven] [present time]
[august 11th, 2019] [2:34 am]
i could feel a warm touch on my face, slowly stroking my cheek.
i lift my hand slowly, touching the arm the hand belongs to.
"ah, you're awake." the hand leaves, and i whimper. "are you cold?" i slowly nod, my eyes barely open to recognize the person.
a fluffy blanket drapes over me, and i smile as best as i can, pulling it up to my chin.
the hand comes back, carefully caressing my face, and soft lips touch mine.
i want to pull away, but i'm too weak to push the body from me.
i notice fluffy, brown hair, and assume it's someone i wouldn't normally kiss. he pulls away and lets go of
me.
"hey, we're going to go down and tell everyone you're awake, come on." he grabs the blanket from me, grabbing my hands and gently pulling me from the bed.
i stumble into his chest, wrapping my arms around him for support.
the blanket is wrapped around me, and he picks me up swiftly, opening the door and walks down the steps.
"how is mae doing?" he asks when he gets down the steps, my eyes are almost fully open, but i don't bother to look up as my head is still majorly throbbing.
"she's doing fine, losing consciousness a lot, but i'm sure she'll get better." another male speaks, and i freak out, not wanting to be in a different room than i was comfortable in for about a week.
"hey, relax.." the boy squeezes me, and i calm down, hugging the blanket.
"how is she?"
"she's doing just fine. right, babygirl?" the male looks down at me, and i realize who it is.
jungkook.
my eyes widen, and i look away from him, trying to scoot out of his arms.
he sets me down, and i stumble backwards into him again. he chuckles lightly. "don't laugh at my ability to not stand.." i pout.
he snorts, turning me around and brings his head down, pushing his lips on to mine.
as much as i hate to say it, i enjoyed it. he was warm, his lips soft to the touch. but i also didn't like the fact it was him.
he hasn't pulled away, and i can hear someone whistle in the distance. i start to wonder what he could've done to me while i was out.
i suddenly get more desperate to stay close to him, pushing my body against his, standing on my tip toes and pushing myself harder against him.
he pulls away slightly and mumbles against my lips, his breath hot. "you're desperate, babygirl. i can feel it."
i can feel my face get hot, looking down to the ground.
he chuckles, pulling me to him.
"damn, that was a lot more than i expected." a male
speaks.
"i mean, he got what he wanted, didn't he?"
"meh, that is true." i'm leaning against him, slowly being able to stand again.
"jungkook wanted to do that? i thought he was some cold-hearted hot head." another speaks.
"jimin! she won't remember any of it anyways. i could fuck her if i wanted to, she wouldn't remember it if i knocked her out another few days."
i look up at him, giving him the puppy dog eyes.
"what's that for?" he asks. "please don't.." i mumble.
"she doesn't want to lose her virginity. classic." he snorts, clapping someone else on the shoulder.
"i don't want to lose it by you.." i say.
"she just fuckin' rejected you." someone laughs. "look at me." he snaps.
the person who was laughing earlier stops immediately, and i look up toward his face.
"it doesn't matter whether you want to or not. that's my decision." he hisses in my ear.
a small whimper comes from the other side of
the room, and i let go of him, stumbling around for a few seconds before slowly making my way to the couch.
it's mae.
"are you okay?" she's holding her stomach, a tear dripping down the side of her face.
a man walks over with water and two pills.
he lifts her shirt a bit, to the point a creme colored bandage had been soaked in blood.
"...don't touch me, yoongi!" she says. "just relax. i only want to help you." he says, gently setting an ice pack on the wound and setting the pills and water beside her.
"just change my bandage! i'll be.. i'll be fine.." panting, she holds her stomach again.
"what happened..?" i ask, genuinely confused. "you shot me." she hisses.
i get picked up. "wait..!" i yell, but he's already to the stairs.
"you're mine. all mine." he drops me on the bed, pinning my shoulders down.
"jungkook.. s..stop.." i whisper.
he smirks, flicking his tongue across his bottom lip.
"why should i?"
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