Most Beautiful Moments In Life | BTS

1: jeon! (Jjk)

You were almost drowsing when you heard the bathroom door shut and you knew it was him drying his hair with just a towel wrapped around his waist. You tried your best not to look there but your mind, duh.

You gently pulled the sheets down just enough to let your eyes gawk at the man standing a few metres away from you while humming a soft song, small droplets of water running down his skin and his body almost radiating heat, looking as if your touch on his skin would end up with a puff of smoke.

"I can see you," He sang along with the melody, a small smirk resting on his face as he fixed his hair, looking at his reflection in the mirror. He glanced at you once more just to let you know that he meant what he said, making you inhale deeply before pulling the sheets over your face again with deep red flushed cheeks.

You turned around, nervously picking at your nails while thinking about the past one week you had experienced, some beautiful and unusual things that you would never mind encountering again. You closed your eyes when you felt his smell near you, a smile on your face when your mind played all the moments you had spent all these years with like a flashback.

He always felt the same.

He was a feeling. He was an emotion.

An emotion that usually left you dazed, the feeling that left you speechless owing to the amount of euphoria you felt around him. His eyes were your favourite, the way they looked at you as if you're his world no matter what mood he might be in.

Playing mindlessly with your shirt, he put his other hand protectively around your small waist. You turned around to face him, only to bury your face inside of his soft neck, which was now no more moistened as it was earlier.

"It's almost as if this shirt is not mine anymore" he chuckled, to which you slightly groaned. You felt him put his hand teasingly inside of your shirt while you groaned in annoyance since all you wanted to do was sleep in peace.

He pressed his palm on your tummy from the sides leaving you a little ticklish. You impulsively jerked before irritably closing your eyes shut.

"Jeon" you said calmly, warning the boy.

You could feel him grinning as he slowly pulled his hand out of the pullover, making you sigh with relief. But the calm expression on your face was short-lived for you felt his cold hand slip under the comfortable material once again, this time from the front.

"Jeon..." You said, gritting your teeth.

His hand teasingly slithered up to your chest as he laid down next to your figure with the support of his body on an elbow, his intent eyes peeking towards your side to watch your reaction when his fingers pinched your breasts making you gasp and turn around immediately.

"JEON!" You glared at him, to which he only chuckled finely, his laughter like melody in your ears.

His beaming face admired your red cheeks, taking your hand in his and pulling you up to make you sit in between his thighs.

You furrowed your eyebrows, while he gave a huge bunny smile to you. He held your head firmly in his hands while you could feel the small band on his left hand's ring finger, the one that perfectly matched yours in all considerations.

"Noona..." He said, while you felt his fingers poking your stomach in the slightest way possible. "Get Lost!" You shouted, your laughter unable to control itself from surfacing.

Jungkook tickled you until tears has welled up in your eyes and the two of you had toured the whole bed while twirling and twisting all around. You hit him repeatedly on his chest once he stopped touching you, but unfortunately, that caused him no physical harm whatsoever.

"Why'd you do this to me! I was sleeping so peacefully you fucker..." You whined, slapping him lightly on the cheek. His eyes widened and you realized your mistake, staring at his now red cheek.

Your lips parted but before you could utter a word of apology, you were pushed back to lay on the mattress, your arms braced tightly by him. His eyes lost the playful glint they had a while ago before turning sleek and dark, the full smile that adorned his face turning into an amused curl of the lips while he stared at you, how tiny you looked while being encaged— or rather, pinned by your fiancé. 

"What did I tell you about hitting me, Noona?" He said, his voice ain't jolly anymore, rather seductive and coming out as a murmur. You tried to move your arms but faintly failed to do so, while he chuckled sarcastically with lust evident in his eyes.

"I do not remember," You innocently phrased, tilting your head. His face came closer to yours as he leaned in, nose touching yours.

"Say sorry," He whispered against your plump lips, his eyes sparkling dangerously. You snorted before turning your head away and narrowing your eyes back at him.
"As if." You grinned, facing him while he mirrored your expression, the same old challenging look carved on both your faces.

"I'm gonna make you say it, Y/N" he looked at you innocently, his eyes big. Your eyebrows raised with your competitive spirit running through your veins, while he winked an eye flirtingly. You puffed out a breath. "Go on." His expression became null at that, but then you saw him opening his mouth again.

"Or rather, would you prefer to scream?"

"I think...... that'd be more interesting" You smirked.

✒✒✒

A/N
So this is how it feels to write some kinky shit....

BONUS BABIESSSSS