Chapter XXIII

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"We weren't doing anything" I stared sternly at them, letting my lips fall into a thin line while Jungkook motioned his arm in circles from the light pain he felt from forcing his arms between the railings.

"Was just helping her out with something" I glanced at him with a barely visible smile. 

"Yeah sure..." Sarcasm was heard between Hoseok's words and it was clear that these three we more than drunk. 

"I think we had our bit of teasing. Let's go back inside" Taehyung cleared his throat, licking his lips with a glimpse of a held smile, placing his arms around both of them, motioning them to go back inside. 

"We should probably also go inside too" I sighed watching their backs disappear behind the huge curtains. Before I could even take a few steps forward I was halted by Jungkooks left hand who hugged my wrist, pulling me enough to shift in his direction.

My heart jumped at the sudden action, locking my eyes with his and all that could be heard was the light sound of the curtains shifting between the outside and inside of his room, from the breeze. The way he stared into my soul made my body feel so many things and the way the moonlight shined on him made him look so intimidating. 

It felt like he was saying so many things yet not a word was said.

His eyes shifted to my lips and back up to my eyes and I unexpectedly felt his hand caress my cheek. I went soft.

I couldn't break away from his captivating orbs, that held me prisoner. "C-can I kiss you?"

His thumb brushed my bottom lip, and  a bit of my sanity drifted off with the breeze that cooled the temperature of my body off. 

I gulped, even though I didn't have any saliva  to swallow down. I didn't know how to answer him, instead I just shifted my gaze to those lips that looked like they would do me wonders. Apart of me is screaming to just go for it, but the other part of me is saying to come back to my senses, because it felt too soon.

I licked my upper and bottom lip in circular motion in nervousness. "A-are you drunk Jungkook?"

"Would it have been better if I was..." His beautiful orbs didn't leave my lips, tugging my wrist, making so my body clashed against his, letting my hands land on his buffed up chest. His left hand was now hugging my waist whilst the other continued cupping my cheek, letting his thumb tease my lip that trembled to touch his. 

The touch of his body made my lips dry and built up a fever within me. The way he looks at me.

Before I could even think of what to say to him, he closed the space between us, bringing me in to the touch of his soft lips. My heart beat faster at the touch and everything around me felt so hot.

He pressed his thumb on my bottom lip, kissing me softly. I groan at the touch of his thumb pressing down on my bottom lip as his kiss gets rougher and desperate. The hand that was cupping my cheek was now entangled between my hair. My arms mindlessly wrapped around his neck.

He pressed his body against me as if trying to be closer than what we already were, biting my lower lip to gain access to explore my mouth. A soft moan escaped my lips, and he took the chance to slip his tongue, allowing me to taste the sweetness of him.

The way he kissed me so desperately, forcing me to take steps backwards until i feel the railing touch my lower back. i couldn't move backwards more than this or I'm pretty sure my next fate will be the death of me. If he ain't already it....

He broke the kiss away, touching his forehead against mine, as the sound of our breaths could only be heard now.

"Jungkook" I barely manage to say his name between my breath, slowly opening my eyes to take a good look at him.

"I want you" He spoke between his tired breath, not taking any other second or minute to dive his moist lips on to mine again. This time his eyes were different and they had a sparkle to them. 

My hands found their way to his fluffy hair, while he dragged his hands down my body, groping my curves. Helpless moans escaped my lips at the touch of his hands that appreciated every inch of my body.

His moist lips travel from my lips, across my jawline until he finds my neck. My breathing hitches at the touch of his tongue, caressing slowly my collarbone. The way he kisses my skin sends my soul into a turmoil. 

His hands find their way to my ass to lift me up, and he places me on top of the railing. Trailing his kisses up my neck until they once more find their way back to my lips.

Usually I'd be scared of heights. But the way he had my mind in a hot mess I couldn't give a damn of how high I am from the ground. I only had a shot of whisky so I wasn't drunk. If anything, he made me drunk. He was the only alcohol that ran through my veins.


His hands groped my ass, letting a groan escape and I wrapped my legs around his waist for security. I could feel a smile between his kisses every time I let out a sensual moan.


"Y/n" He spoke between his wet kisses. I hummed in response, not breaking away from his sweet honey like lips, that felt so addicting and hard to let go.

He broke away for a second, brushing his lips over my cheek, feeling his ticklish whisper on my ear.

"I need you."

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