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Dinner
My phone rang in its full volume, causing us to break from our own trance. Unwillingly disentangling myself from him, I reached for the phone kept in the backpocket of my denim, and finally averted my gaze from him. Glancing at the contact name, I turned around and took the call. Jimin spoke from the other side, bombarding questions about our safe arrival. As much as his voice rang in my ears, it remained in the background while my thundering heartbeat resounded all throughout my body. I sighed in pleasure while reminiscing how perfectly our lips fit into each other. Just like the pieces of jigsaw puzzle, together unknown depths of sinful satisfaction resonated through my nerves. I looked down at my feet, while pursing my lips together. A satisfied smile took over my feature as I ran my tongue over them. He responded. I just wanted to roll over the bed over and over. I was all together back to my teenage self.
"Ivy? You there?" Jimin's low voice brought me back to my world.
"I-I...hemos llegado a salvo." I replied him in Spanish, totally forgetful of the fact that he was Jimin I was talking to and he didn't understand that language.
"What are you saying?" He asked, concern and confusion dripping in his tone.
Irritated I snapped at him. "Mr. Park, I think I had told you previously to not call me by my name. And yeah, we have reached safely. No need to call me again for any fucking purpose." And with that, I hung up, not bothering to hear anymore from him.
I threw my phone at the nearest couch and started to take off my jacket, revealing my almost transparent blouse, tucked in comfortably in my jeans. I glanced at my rolex, and realised that it was already afternoon here. It'll soon be the time for lunch.
I tied my hair up into a loose, messy bun to prevent any stupid locks. I turned around to find a comfortable outfit for now, and surprisingly met with the dark eyes of Jungkook.
"Y-you are still here?" I stuttered, gulping a lump down my throat, strangely nervous as he neared me. He looked down at me with a hard expression, making me question my existence. His gaze travelled to my shoulder, which was exposed a bit because of my rash removal of jacket. He stared at my neck, gradually travelling upwards to my hair. With one tug, they fell on my shoulders, and I was pulled closer to him, his nose brushing against my cheek.
"Dare you tie your hair like that, ever again." He whispered into my ear, affecting in ways I hadn't thought of with anyone for a long time.
"Why so?" I dared to ask tilting my head causing the strands to fall back and again expose my skin to him. His expression hardened, and his Adam's apple bobbed up and down as he visibly gulped. I couldn't help but feel satisfied to see him affected.
He stepped back, his gaze still holding me down like an invincible force.
After what seemed like an eternity, he looked away, giving the full view of his sharp jawline clenched tight.
"I, I need to take a long shower." And with that, he was gone and the sound of water flowing rapidly could be heard.
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Fanfiction"You're really sick you know. I can't imagine someone being as mean and selfish as you, 𝘒𝘪𝘮 𝘐𝘷𝘺." He says, as he finally let go of her. "Only if you had known my viewpoint, 𝘑𝘦𝘰𝘯 𝘑𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘬𝘰𝘰𝘬. Only if you knew." She barely whispers out...
