sweater weather | jungkook |

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You could hear the soft blowing of the palm trees outside the house, along with the slight engine of a car racing down the road. Jungkook's chest rising and falling almost gracefully as he held a book with one hand, the other, bent upward as his fingers caressed your thigh.

You and Jungkook were sitting on the brown leather sofa together reading a book. A hobby you both liked to do in the afternoon. His head rested on your thighs as you played with his hair, reading Unbroken By Laura Hillenbrand (AMAZING BOOK BTW)

"Get ready. I'm taking you on a date." Jungkook said out of the blue.

"uH, when?" You asked, checking the clock on the wall. It was already 6:00!

"An hour."

You choked on your green tea.

"AN HOUR?! I need at least three to get ready!" You said quickly standing up, making Jungkook whine at the sudden reaction. You rushed to the shower all the way across the house.

You locked the door, stripping your shorts and shirt off. You spun the handle, the water spewing out the holes, quickly steaming up the bathroom.

After you took your speedy shower, you walked back into your room, finding Jungkook in front of your mirror. He was wearing black slacks, and a white long sleeved button-down shirt. Unbuttoned a little at the top, so you were able to see the top of his chest. The cuffs on his sleeves rolled up to his elbows, showing his large hands and tattoos, which he seemed to be fixing.

His messy black hair falling down to his forehead. He looked at you in the mirror and turned around. His tongue pushed out from his bottom lip and one eyebrow raised as he saw you wrapped in a fuzzy robe. (LMAO I had to) He ambled towards you. His walk alone gave off a powerful and intimidating aura. As he got close to you, he put his hands under your ass, giving it a little squeeze before he picked you up and put his lips to yours.

Your eyes went wide with sudden shock, but were soon put under when his mouth started attacking yours.

You wrapped your legs around his waist and put one of your hands in his hair, your finger running through his scalp and soft black tufts of hair. The other hand snaked around his neck, drawing designs along his skin with your fingers.

His lips met with his, automatically dancing together. You moved up, slightly teasing him. You heard a slight groan escape from his lips. He squeezed your ass a little harder than the first time, making you gasp. Once you gasped, he slipped his tongue in your mouth, not hesitating to explore every nook and cranny of your mouth.

You kept working your hands through his black locks, making it even more messy thanit was in the first place.

"Jungkook-" You said between pants and kisses.

"Mh?" He mumbled as he shoved his face in your neck, nipping at the soft skin, his hot breath lingering there.

"I-I need to get ready baby."

He groaned and pulled away, giving you one last kiss before setting you back down on the cold tile. You smirked at him and walked into your closet shutting the door.

(Pretend ur closet is like a long walk-in closet and it has a big mirror at the end)

You squealed and jumped up and down like a little girl in a candy shop. You were completely taken over by excitement and your make out sesh with Jungkook.

You slapped your hands on your cheeks, seeing red painted on them. Trying to calm yourself down, you took some deep breaths and began to get ready.

You pulled out some khaki slacks, a black lace bralette, and a khaki blazer to match. You grabbed some black Doc Martens from your beloved shoe shelf.