[JUNGKOOK] Sweet and Bitter

Phone call

My eyes slowly open up when the sunlight lingers over my eyelids. Rarely I'm in a really comfortable warm position, while my head is resting on something broad and muscled. My confusion gets interrupted by vague memories of last night...

My eyes grow wide when the realisation shoots me in.

I slowly begin my actions of getting out of this tight position. I carefully remove his arm that's been wrapped around my waist the whole night and move away from him.

I shift a bit around to get up in a sitting position when my eyes catch his peacefully sleeping face. His dark locks hang messily beside his sweaty face, while he breaths stably.

My eyes automatically travel to his cherry lips. His thicker lower lip and much thinner upper lip are so perfectly shaped. It makes it look so...

Kissable

Move out stupid thoughts. It looks pretty, but there's surely no reason to have such thoughts. It's already a huge step I made to sleep this closely with a guy and not just a random dude.

Did he cause a spell that made me even think about laying next to him?

I have to stop staring at him while he's asleep. Makes me feel like a creepy psychopath.

I make my way to the edge of the bed and sit for a moment watching the beautiful sight that shows off out of the large windows. The time and place where we currently are doesn't match at all. The gorgeous sunset lighting through the calm forest has nothing to do with a secret agency that can storm in anytime.

Where did these guys get themselves in to that even the FBI or CIA is looking for them? These angelic looking men are probably the most feared and dangerous men in whole Korea. I think I can ensure that theory.

The thought that I've been sleeping and embracing one of them the whole night without any fear....

In my perspective they don't seem like bad people. Jungkook basically saved my life from those agents and the whole gang is protecting me from the man that haunted me my whole life.

My thoughts get interrupted by a raspy voice from behind. 'Good morning sweetheart', the raven haired sleepy man says while sitting up and resting against the wall behind him.

My embarrassed self turns around to face his adorable smiley face. 'Good morning', I let out awkwardly. I really don't know how to behave after last night. He on the contrary, seems really chill about it.

'Did you sleep well?', he asks neutrally with no smirk or grin paired with it. I'm starting to like this guy more as I develop more of his multi-sided personality.

'I should ask you that, but yes I did', I respond honestly. Because the truth was that I actually slept amazing and to think that this was in rare circumstances made it even weirder.

My eyes automatically catch the injury on his lower abdomen that's wrapped in bandage I surely have to refresh. The main reason of me being here, totally slipped my mind.

'Are you feeling well? Did I accidentally hurt you while I was sleeping?', I attack him with questions. I possibly did, because of the closeness we've been sleeping in.

Rarely his shakes his head, while that dangerous grin lifts up from the corners of his rose-tinted lips. 'Don't need to be worried, princess', he responds with a wink that leaves my heart fluttered.