I can smell the alcohol between the both of us since our breaths are so close. I hear the muffling of his music but it all disappears when my eyes meet his.
"Y/N?" his whisper draws me more to him.
"Hm?" we just continue to look into each other's eyes and considering my state, it's not really awkward.
"I-" he seems nervous and I can't help but find it cute. His gaze falls to my lips. "I kind of want to kiss you," his gulp is visible and I gulp. A word escapes that I never thought would to a request like this.
"Okay." But he doesn't do anything. He's hesitant. I'll take it into my own hands then. My head leans forward and I attach my lips to his. God, this is wrong but it feels so right. His lips are soft and I taste bits of alcohol that linger there.
His hands move to my waist. My tongue pokes out and the noise he makes pushes me for more. I accidentally let out a small moan and I can practically feel what it does to him.
My arms wrap around his neck and pull him even closer. I can barely breathe, but I love the feeling.
"Y/N-" he sighs out, but I don't let him say any more. I roll my hips a bit, but after the first one he pulls away.
"Wha- Why'd you.... stop?" I say out of breath.
"You said if you tried anything stupid, to stop you," my eyebrows furrow at his words.
"But I want this... don't you?" he hesitates to answer my question.
"You don't want this," he softly pushes me off so I could get off of him.
"But I-" I try to speak, but he interrupts.
"Party's over," he avoids eye contact while he cleans up and I only sit on the couch feeling rejected.
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Blood and Bread (m) | Jungkook ✔
Fanfiction[Completed] +++++++++++++ "Don't! Why do you need it anyway?" he stays silent and doesn't answer. Once the syringe is pulled out of my arm a drop seeps out. He takes his finger and collects the drop. He looks at his finger then smirks at me, while...
