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"-Are you looking for someone, handsome? - The voice suddenly asked behind him.
Jungkook turned back and saw a pretty girl, of medium height. Her hair reaching her shoulders was dyed red. Jungkook opened his mouth to say something and su...
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It was only eight in the morning when V opened his eyes. This time, however, it wasn't a nightmare that woke him from his sleep. In spite of yesterday's events, he slept extremely well, perhaps because all night Jungkook slept in his arms. The smell of his body penetrated his lungs and lingered on his skin. All his senses were sensitive to his presence, as if he needed him to function normally.
As his eyelids rose lazily, revealing his pristine blue eyes, he saw the first rays of the sun rip through the windows of their bedroom. He wandered sleepily for a moment, following their path to transfer his gaze to the black, matted sheet in which he expected to see Jungkook's naked, warm body. However, when he saw that instead of his beloved, there was only emptiness next to him, he quickly jumped to his seat.
He looked around the room and strained to hear better, but there was no sign of the boy anywhere. Instinctively, he reached out to touch the place where he had slept before, but he didn't even feel the heat of his body on the black fabric anymore. Wherever the boy went, he had to do it some time ago. He quickly reached for his phone and only now realized that it was a text from Yoongi, that woke him from sleep. He read the message from his friend quickly, then got out of bed.
He was still completely naked, so he put on his underwear and one of his favorite jeans, then started down the stairs. His bare feet banged softly against the cold floor.
- Baby Doll?! - he called, looking around the living room and kitchen, but he only met silence again.
Feeling his nervousness rising, he hurried toward the exit door. However, it was enough for him to barely open them, and the sounds of accelerated breathing and quick blows to the punching bag reached his ears. He exhaled loudly, without even realizing that he had held his breath up until now. His muscles relaxed immediately, and a gentle smile crept over his lips. He ran quickly down the stairs and headed for the punching bag. All it took was a few steps and Jungkook appeared to his eyes.
The boy had red boxing gloves on his hands, his dark hair was matted and slightly sweaty. He was wearing black sweatpants, lowered low on narrow hips, so that V could admire his strong back in all its glory, ending with those tempting dimples on which he loved to lean his thumbs when he held his hips, fucking him hard. His legs were slightly bent, his arms bowed. He delivered blows fast and strong. Precise.
V watched for a moment as the boy's back muscles flex with each blow he gave. His pulse was fast. Heavy breathing revealed that Jungkook had to train for a long time. Sweat dripped down his spine, making his skin glisten slightly with moisture. It was smooth and almost perfect, in a milky shade, his athletic body beautiful, carved as in marble.
Unable to resist, V approached him without asking for anything, wrapped his arms around his waist and pulled his sweaty body to his chest. Jungkook immediately relaxed his tense muscles and lowered his hands, letting the vampire hold him in his arms.
- Did I wake you up, hun? - he asked, looking at V over his shoulder.
The vampire brushed his shoulder with his lips, placing a gentle kiss on his skin, and wrapped his arms aroung his waist tighter. His skin was hot from sleep and wonderfully caramel. It contrasted so wonderfully with this lighter, milky, wet with sweat.
