Smol Bean Problem ◇Jikook◇

13 ◇Healing methods 2◇

"Wait, who said it offended me," Jungkook let out a laugh, his melodic voice just inches away from me, and I just wanted to run away now, but I was trapped by his arms on both sides of my body. Damn you vending machine.

"Then, why are you so upset?" I huffed.

"I'm not upset. I'm just taking revenge. You made me sick and now it's my turn to make you sick."

"What- what are you talking about?"

Jungkook's face was there in an instant, right before mine, with a small smile tugging at his lips. I tried hard not to look down, to stare at his lips and remember how they had felt against mine. He was so, so close that the air felt suddenly so hot that I started sweating, and I couldn't help breathing in an irregular rhythm again.

"It's like the temperature has increased, right? It suddenly feels so hot."

"What-"

Jungkook leaned even closer, his nose bumping against mine. "You forget how to breathe," Jungkook whispered and I tried to stop the heaving of my chest, but it was impossible, Jungkook was too close, his sweet scent was everywhere, I really felt like suffocating. "And your head feels dizzy."

"No," I mumbled weakly, too dazed to protest properly.

"Your heart beats way too fast," Jungkook breathed against my face and let his hand slip from the vending machine down to my hand. "And your palms are too sweaty."

He intertwinded our fingers and placed them right beside my head, leaning so close now that not only his face, but also his chest was pressed against mine. If I had troubles breathing before, I was on the verge of fainting now. I'm sure my knees would give out if Jungkook wasn't making it impossible for me to move even a bit.

"All your senses are in overdrive, you want to run away because it feels unhealthy," He continued and he was right, I wanted to run away, this couldn't be healthy, but I felt so light-headed, I'm sure I wouldn't even be able to push Jungkook from me.

Jungkook angled his head slightly to the side and our lips brushed shortly, a small squeak escaping my mouth.

"You. Feel. Sick," He emphasized every word and our lips touched again, my eyes fluttering shut instantly.

"But I know that a stupid peck won't heal this kind of sickness."

"Y-yeah?" I croaked, too far gone to do anything else.

"You want me to heal you properly?" He pulled back just a little and licked his lips slowly, my eyes following the movement immediately. I couldn't help it.

There was silence for the next few moments as I continued to stare at his lips because I wasn't able to bring anything out.

"So?" Jungkook leaned in again, our lips only centimeters apart.

I nodded lightly, as if I was in trance and that was apparently enough of a answer for Jungkook as he didn't even let me finish my sentence.

"Yes, plea- hmpf-"

His soft lips were back on my lips in an instant and my knees really gave out this time. But before I could fall down, his free hand gripped my waist to steady me.

And from then on, it felt like I'd entered another world. A world in which Jungkook was everywhere. His lips shaping around mine tenderly, his one hand burning the skin of my waist and the other intertwined with my hand, pressed against the cold glass of the vending machine.

I could feel his chest vibrating as he hummed into the kiss, I could smell his sweet scent, it was literally everywhere, and I could feel myself going pliant under him as the hand on my waist moved to cup my jaw, tilting my head to the side to deepen the kiss.