Catch 22 - JJK (21+)

Chapter 12 - Dreaming

JUNGKOOK

Walking into Aria's home felt surreal, like I was dreaming or somewhere floating in the clouds. Or maybe I'd died and this was heaven because tonight, there was this warm, ethereal glow radiating from her being that made her look so beautifully angelic.

Her hair was down again, but this time, a little damp like she'd not too long stepped out of the shower.  It was amazing how quickly that one, innocent observation spiraled into a slew of titillating thoughts of her surrounded by hot, steamy mist... all naked... and wet... and fuck!

"Please, have a seat and make yourself at home," she smiled over her shoulder as she led me to the couch in what I assumed to be her living room, rescuing me from my salacious thoughts.

Shaking my head slightly, I tried to focus on her in the here and now... with her clothes on... while also trying not to ogle her ass in those leggings as she left me in the living room and went into the kitchen.

"Thanks. This is a really nice place you have."

'Nice' was an understatement.

She had an extravagant, modern home with an open concept that combined the kitchen, living and dining rooms into a single great room. The elegant, upscale decor and neutral color scheme were reminiscent of her yoga studio, yet, each still had its own flair. 

Judging by what I'd seen of Aria's tastes so far, I could tell she was the kind of woman who appreciated and indulged in the finer things in life, sparing no expense when it came to her lifestyle.

"Oh, thank you!" She called from the kitchen before returning with a few menus. "I was thinking we could order take out. These are a few of the places nearby. And I also have this." She handed me the menus and ran back into the kitchen, quickly returning with a bottle of wine and two glasses. "I was saving it for a special occasion... and I'd say our first dinner together is pretty special, right?"

Our first dinner. She said that like it'd be the first of many.  I couldn't help but hope that it would be, and if it was, I'd agree that this moment was definitely worth celebrating.

"Yeah, I'd say so too." I smiled and nodded in agreement. "And uh, apparently, we share the same taste in wine. Vigor Sangiovese - Merlot Marche is my favorite."

"Wait... you drink this, too? Okay, seriously, I'm not even shocked anymore by the things we have in common," she giggled as she filled our glasses and handed one of them to me. They weren't wine glasses.  They were the tumblers that looked like wine glasses without the stems. For some reason, I liked that she'd chosen those.

"So, have you decided what you want to eat?"

She sat down right next to me to look through the menus. God, she was so close, her body right up against mine. Did someone raise the fucking temperature in this room? Because I'd only had one sip of wine, and suddenly, it was getting so hot I couldn't think straight.

"Uh, why don't you pick?  What's your fave?"

I'm not sure why, but that made her face light up. She's so damn cute when she does that.

"Are you sure? Cus I'm kinda in the mood for sushi, and this place," she pointed at one of the menus, "has the best I think I've ever had in Seoul."