SMALL DOSES || JIKOOK✅

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JUNGKOOK POV

Opening my bleary eyes, a couple of bones cracked when
I stretched my limbs then checked the time.

I'd slept till eleven, which was unheard of for me and felt sore in all the right places after the treatment I'd received courtesy of the man lying next to me.

Smile pasted on my lips, I continued to bask in the euphoria of what had passed between us, taking in every inch of his face.

While Jimin slumbered on, looking more beautiful in the mid-morning light than I could've imagined, his hardness poked into my hip, making me want to go another round.

Once he became tense and frowned, then woke, the reality of the inevitable cut deep.

My heart thundered when he rubbed a hand over his face and rolled away from me, then sat
up and put his feet to the floor.

So, this was it.

I was going to be nothing more than his hapless money man from now on.

It wasn't like he hadn't warned me but his asking me to spend the night had given me a tiny glimmer of hope.

Before I had the chance to beat myself up further about how wrong I'd been, he asked in a croaky voice.

"Did you sleep okay?"

Prompted to scoot over and sit beside him, where he let out a shaky breath and turned to
face me, I replied.

"Like the dead."

"You wore me out."

"Yeah, that was..." He paused, gaze flickering to my mouth
and back again.

"Some night. Yeah."

I yawned again at the same time a stupid laugh escaped but when confusion and panic washed over his face, I tried to exude a calm façade.

Swallowing several times to tamp down the sudden ache in my throat, I feared he was on the verge of losing it and not in a good way.

Did you honestly expect any different?

Seconds passed as we sat there without speaking.

My mind whirled as I searched for something to say, to find some way of telling him it was
no big deal, but not a single
word came.

Because it was a big deal.

No matter how much I thought I could take the singular scrap of affection Jimin had chosen to throw my way, I was kidding myself if I thought it would be
all I'd ever want.

I needed more.

Needed to be everything to him, but how did I let him know that, when he looked as though he was about to turn and bolt?

"I'm going to take a
shower." he stated flatly.

My heart skipped a beat and hope filled me for a moment as
I waited for him to elaborate
but it was dashed just as quickly when the seconds passed, and silence once again filled the room.

Take the hint and get out of here before you make an even bigger ass out of yourself.

After all, how the hell could I expect him to change how he'd chosen to live when he'd been honest from the start about wanting a one-time fuck?

As much as I'd put a stop to Tae's interference, he was
right in one respect when he'd suggested I play everything cool.

In hindsight, with Jimin always seeming to get what he wanted when he wanted, me ending up in his bed might not have been such a great idea.

Maybe it's time to take my friend's advice.

Even if it is too late.

Backing off would give Jimin the time and space he needed to think about his options, whether they included me or not.

It was a risk but one I had no choice to take.

As much as I was terrified by the prospect of leaving him to mull over the last twenty-four hours, staying past my welcome wouldn't help either.

Unable to cope with the tension
a second longer for fear I'd beg him to let me spend the day
with him, I released a gush of
air and rose.

Jimin did the same and made a beeline for the bathroom but not before turning and standing in the doorway, brow raised, unreadable look on his face.

"Don't worry."

"I'll let myself out."

Determined to exude a look of indifference, I tried to smile, while inside, my thumping heart was on the verge of shattering.

You can do this.

"Good."

"I'll see you at work tomorrow."

And with that, he disappeared into the bathroom and
slammed the door shut.

I watched and waited for a few beats on the off chance he'd change his mind but it didn't
take long for me to realize I
was wasting my time.

I made quick work of getting dressed and letting myself out, hoping things between us
would somehow work out.

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