Jungkook hovered over YN, his bare chest brushing against hers as they lay tangled in the sheets. Her voice trembled, barely a whisper, "I... I'm your enemy." His gaze darkened, lips curling into a sly smirk as he leaned in even closer, his breath hot against her skin. "I don't care," he murmured, his voice low and confident, and capture her lips in a deep, heated kiss. His hands roamed her skin, pulling her deeper into the moment.