INNOCENT

Don't expect kindness

Jungkook's P.O.V

"Ah~ you're rough. I like it." The unknown girl moans as I place rough kisses on her bare neck, as she grinds herself on me.

"Let's do it somewhere." I suggest, as it was so suffocating and noisy place inside the bar, and it's going to give me a headache. The girl nods, and we both make our way to the nearest room we could find.

The second we entered, we start kissing each other roughly until we find ourselves on the bed. She unbuttons my yellow shirt, while I remove  her top only to leave her in black bra. She smirks, then just stares while running her hands all over my bare upper body shoulder to my abs.

"Damn, you have a really nice body. So hot."

I smirk at the compliment. "I know, baby." I take one of her hands, and kiss the back of her palm. We both chuckle lightly, before kissing each other, while I was on top of her.

In the middle of our heated session, when I started unclasping her bra, my phone starts ringing. Breaking the kiss, I groan in frustration. She chuckles, and lies back fully bare. "Pick up the call. The sex can wait."

Sighing, I take out the mobile and my eyes widen seeing my mother's name flashing on the screen. I look at the girl and gesture her to keep quiet. Clearing my throat, I then answer the call.

"H-hello, Eomma." I try to answer in calm voice, try not to pant.

Mother screams cheerfully like a child, which made me cringe. "How are youuu? And how is Jina?"

I roll my eyes. "She's fine," I answer, while exhaling heavily.

"Huh?" The girl gasps in confusion. I turn and "shh" her again.

"Is that Jina?"

"No that's.....someone in my work." I try my best to sound casual, but I was slightly panting.

"Why do you sound like, you ran a marathon?"

"Why did you call?"

"Why can't I? It's been so long after I have contacted you."

"It's been only a day."

"No. It's been twenty two hours. Its almost a day."

"Ok. Very good. Now I'm cutting off the call. I have a very important work to do."

"Wait, mister. Where is your wife?"

I groan in frustration. "Eomma, why are you disturbing me?"

"Where is your wife?"

"If a husband is at work, where the wife would be?"

"Don't speak to me like that" scolds my mother. "Where is Jina?"

"Obviously my wife is at home." I answer. "Now are you satisfied?"

"What?" The girl gasps and I glare at her signalling her to keep quiet.

"Why are you keeping her alone?  You're married."

"Can you stop bossing me around? I have work. I don't care if Jina is alone or not."

"What work you are doing? Let m—"

"Bye." I cut off the call, and switch it off. "Women are so annoying."

Putting the mobile inside my pocket, I turn towards the girl only to see her fixing her clothes and hair. "What? We didn't start, and you're leaving already."

"You bastard, you didn't tell me you have a wife?"

I scoff. "Does it matter? Now finish what we started."