I Was Inspired

Jungkook ~ One More Time Pt. 1

This will be the fifth night in a row that Jungkook has crawled into your bed at an ungodly hour. You tried to be understanding because you knew that he was due for a break soon. Promotions were wrapping up, and in just few days you would finally have precious time to spend together. Part of you knew that you should be used to it by now since this has been your life for the past three years, but the other part of you was selfish, and just wanted BTS's Jungkook to just be your boyfriend, Jungkook.

You woke up four days later with the sunlight coming through the curtain, streaming across your face. You let out a loud sigh and stretch your arms wide, expecting to reach a sleeping Jungkook. A confused expression formed on your face as your arm waved through the empty air. You let your arm drop onto the empty space beside you, eyes springing open in disappointment and frustration.

You let out a loud groan and turn to face the clock on the nightstand next to you. It read 1:30 PM. You didn't mean to sleep so late. It was difficult for you to fall asleep at night without Jungkook, so when you knew that he would be there next to you when you woke up the next morning, you were out like a light and slept like a rock. It was one of the best night's sleep you had in a very long time.

You couldn't be too mad considering the fact that Jungkook had a vacuum for a mouth, and empty pit for a stomach. You couldn't expect him to wait around for you to wake up. He's a growing boy, or so you still liked to think. He needs his noms.

You quickly jump out of bed and throw on a sweatshirt over your tank top and shorts. Running out of the bedroom and into the main part of the flat you almost face-plant into the hardwood floor. You round the corner excited to see your fluffy boyfriend, only to find him sitting on the couch, eyes plastered to the TV.

Oh. Hell. No.

You figured you didn't have the strength to deal with the sight before you on an empty stomach. So you turn right back around and head toward the kitchen. It's not like he even noticed.

You spot the dishes drying on the mat beside the sink. At least he cleaned up after getting himself breakfast. You fish yourself a bowl of cereal, thinking about the best way to go about the situation. You needed to be tactic about this. When it comes to such delicate matters, there is no holding back.

After cleaning up your own dishes, you head back into the living room with a big smile on your face.

"Jungkook-ah! Good morning! Did you sleep well?" you ask as loud as possible.

"Huh? Uh, yeah," he mumbles, eyes never once leaving the screen.

You should know better than to get between him and his *real* love.

Overwatch.

"Baby, we haven't had time to spend together in like 48 years. Why don't we do something today?" you ask, walking over to him. You sit beside him on the couch and go to rest your head on his shoulder.

"Babe, please," Jungkook whines, shrugging you off. You instantly pout. Folding you arms across your chest, you let out a loud groan.

"I cannot believe you right now. You would rather play your stupid game than spend time with your girlfriend, someone who loves you very much, and hasn't really seen you for the better part of four months." You know you were being whiny, but really you were just giving him a chance to give up the game before you let out the big guns.

"First," he sighed, "It isn't a stupid game. Second, I have two whole weeks off, so we have plenty of time to spend together. I'm really tired preparing and practicing for our comeback, as well as promoting for three weeks straight. I really don't want to go out today. Please baby, can I just stay inside and play my game? I promise we will do something tomorrow."