You walked out of your classroom after your lecture finished, fixing your backpack over your shoulders. You smoothed the black and white plaid mini skirt you wore down neatly. And adjusted your long black cardigan before fixing the black choker and Jungkook's necklace that you wore around your neck. You wore a tight black camisole tucked into your skirt under the cardigan and paired the outfit with your favourite doc martens boots.
You felt cute and had a pep in your step today although you were running on 3 hours of sleep.
You walked out of the campus doors, checking your phone. The cafe you told Jungkook to meet you at was only a block away.
You looked up at the sky as you walked, enjoying the light breeze and wind blowing against your sun kissed skin. There was just something so freeing about taking a walk in the middle of the day. No one was around. The streets were quiet.
You felt peaceful.
As you turned the corner towards the cafe you saw a luxurious BMW parked at the side of the cafe entry. You admired the car from afar before your eyes fell onto the driver of the car.
Oh
Your face flushed, spotting Jungkook leaning by the car, looking down at his phone. You slowed your pace as you walked, wanting to take in every inch of him with your eyes.
He wore tight black jeans and a pair of Vans with a black zip up hoodie with the same coloured t-shirt underneath. The hood was over his head with a baseball cap on his head under the hood. His face was concealed but you could recognize those long, muscular thighs anywhere.
He looked like boyfriend material in that outfit.
You wanted to run up and hug him so bad.
People who walked by looked at him and his car as they passed. Girls with their friends turning their necks just to get a good look of him.
You smiled to yourself. They can look all they want. You were glad to know you weren't the only one that thought he was fine as fuck.
You felt a pang of nervousness in your stomach but you shook it off. Putting a smile on your face as you walked up to him, his eyes were still glued to the phone.
"Hi." You tapped his shoulder and he jumped, looking over at you. He tucked his phone into his pocket and a grin spread across his lips,
"Hey, beautiful." He mumbled, his voice sounded like velvet. It made you weak in the knees.
"You left me last night." He chuckled as he circled an arm around you, pulling you against his chest as he leaned down, tilting your head up with his freehand and pressing his lips gently onto yours.
"You know I couldn't stay." You breathed out as he leaned in. You closed your eyes as you kissed him back softly. You suddenly forgot you two were on the street. It felt like it was just the two of you and nothing else.
You sighed as he pulled back and your eyes fluttered open, smiling lightly up at him.
He reached up, fingers brushing against your cheek as he spoke, eyes burning into yours, "You couldn't stay with me but you let Jimin give you a ride? Why didn't you wake me up, babe..."
Your face flushed, remembering that shit show you had to deal with in the car with Jimin last night.
You shook your head, "It wasn't like that, J.K."
He smiled, taking your hand as he began to walk to the cafe doors,
"Then explain."
You looked at him, swallowing hard. 'Why is he acting so cool and calm but he sounds... jealous?' You thought to yourself.
He opened the door to the cafe for you and you smiled awkwardly as you went inside. His hand went to the small of your back as he walked with you to a seat by the window, pulling your chair out for you before sitting down.
You blushed a little, sliding your heavy backpack off and placing it down before taking a seat.
He watched you closely as you took your bag off and chuckled,
"You look like a school girl."
"Well I just came from school so.."
"No, I mean with that skirt and stuff. I like it."
He felt himself get turned on at the sight of you. You had your hair down and wavy over your shoulders, your face looked so beautiful with natural makeup. His necklace still around your neck accompanied by a black choker.
You looked like a different person outside of the club. Not that he expected you to look the same as you always did. But he liked this side of you.
Your duality amazed him.
He was used to seeing beautiful women all his life. But you shocked him everytime he saw you.
He watched as you took charge as the waitress came over and ordered for the two of you. He usually had to take lead when he went on dates. It was nice to know that you always seemed to know what you wanted and went for it.
Wait, was this even a date? He had to find out.
You gave him a smile as the waitress left and he looked back at you, searching your eyes for some sort of sign that you felt the same way he did.
Nothing.
Your eyes sparkled as you watched him but he couldn't see any emotion behind them at all.
He admired how polite you were to the waitress as she came back and set down a glass of water for you and a coffee for him,
"You look like an iced coffee type of guy so I ordered you my favourite iced lavender latte." You blushed lightly, sliding the cup of coffee to him.
He laughed, opening the straw and poking it into the cup, "I love all kinds of coffee but iced is my favourite. You're right." He leaned down and sipped the drink, smiling.
'You could give me anything and I'll be happy with it.' He thought to himself.
"I hope you had a good sleep. You look well rested." You bit your lower lip lightly, peeking at his handsome face from under his hat and hood before drumming your nails against the table.
He chuckled, "I had a great sleep. But it would of been better if you were in my arms, Y/N.." He paused. "...that reminds me.. Why did you let Jimin give you a ride home?"
You sipped your water, rolling your eyes at his comment before you looked down, remembering the night before with Jimin,
"As I said. It's not what you're thinking. Nothing happened."
"Then what happened?"
"He just made me some noodles and drove me home. That's all." You made the story short. You didn't feel like telling him about Jimin trying to flirt with you and pay you to take you home with him.
"He made you noodles?" Jungkook's eyes narrowed, "So he had a date with you before me?"
"You call that a date? We just ate together and he took me home, J.K. Why do you seem so jealous?"
"Because I am."
You flushed, shaking your head as you reached over and patting his hand over the table.
"It wasn't a date. Calm down."
He took your hand, turning it over and lacing your fingers together as he spoke,
"Is this a date?"
You swallowed hard, laughing softly before shaking your head,
"Do I need to answer that?"
"Yes."
"Then no. I expect more for a first date. This is just you buying me food because I missed breakfast." You smirked playfully, pulling your hand away from his.
He huffed lightly, tongue in his cheek as he nodded,
"Then can I take you out on a real date?"
"Don't you leave like tomorrow or something?"
"If you say yes, I'll stay longer." Jungkook nodded, holding his breath.
You were about to tell him 'no' but the waitress came over and set two plates down in front of the two of you. You lowkey thanked the heavens for that because you didn't know if you even wanted to say no to him.
You smiled as you thanked the waitress before looking at Jungkook,
"I love cake." You were excited, flipping your hair back as you slid closer to the table.
You ordered the two of you a slice of cheese cake to share and two croissants. Your favourite things on the menu.
"I love your cake, Y/N." He smirked as you handed him a fork.
"Shut up before I jab this fork in your eye." You rolled your eyes again, "You're always ruining a great moment by being a fuck boy." You teased, having a bite of cake.
You were used to these types of comments but you couldn't lie, hearing it from him made you want to giggle like a schoolgirl.
He chuckled, digging into the cake with a smile before humming as he ate,
"You didn't answer me about our date." He looked at you after a moment.
You twirled your fork in your hand and glanced at him, "Can we talk about that later?"
"Is that a no?"
"It's not a yes or a no." You hummed, looking over at your phone as it buzzed on the table.
You turned it over and peeked at it, feeling Jungkook's eyes on your face. Your cheeks flushed as you read the text. It was one of your old sugar daddies
Unknown number - 2:30PM
Hey gorgeous. I'm in town next week. Would love to see you again... x
You put the phone back down and looked at Jungkook,
"What?"
"Nothin'" He mused, taking a bite of his croissant.
He saw the messages and his heart dropped but he didn't want to be mad about it. He respected your privacy and you weren't his girlfriend or anything anyways. You could do what you want. But he couldn't shake the twinge of jealousy he felt. He wanted to give you the world. He knew you were afraid to have feelings for him. But you had walls built around you to protect yourself and he understood that. He just wished that you could see that you didn't need anyone else if you would just let yourself fall for him.
"So what do you wanna do after this?" He forced a smile at you, pushing his negative thoughts out of his mind as he took a sip of his coffee,
"I have to study so.. nothing." You chuckled, "I just want to go home and go over my lecture notes because I think I missed some stuff."
"Well do your thing, Ms. doctor. I'll drop you home. And you can't say no cause' you let Jimin of all people take you home." His jaw tensed and his brows furrowed lightly.
Yes, he still wasn't over Jimin trying to take you home with him. But he had no reason to be mad. Here he was with you. Jimin couldn't take that away from him. Not even if he tried.
"I didn't know he'd be like that." You blurted out, immediately shaking your head when you saw Jungkook's expression change at what you said. You didn't mean to say that outloud.
"Like what, Y/N? What did he do?"
"Nothing. I don't even know what I'm saying." You sighed, avoiding his eyes.
"Y/N. Tell me. Did he touch you? Did he kiss you?" Jungkook was about to flip. He swore he'd fly kick Jimin all the way to Korea if he touched you.
"No. No! He was just... I don't know. Super flirty. It's nothing. It was cute actually." You shrugged, looking at Jungkook.
He was fuming. You could feel his jealousy and anger from over the table.
"I'm going to kick his fucking ass." Jungkook said flatly and you shook your head.
"Calm down, J.K.. he's a really nice guy.. He's just flirty. Nothing's wrong with that. Besides, I told him I'm only exclusive to you..." You whispered, looking away as your cheeks flushed pink.
Jungkook looked at you, his stare still intense as his anger cooled. His expression softened instantly as he heard you and his shoulders relaxed,
"Well why didn't you say that from the start?"
"I wanted to see your reaction but I didn't expect you to get pissed off." You rolled your eyes, "isn't he your best friend or something?"
"Yeah but you don't know Jimin. He always wants what I have." He picked up your uneaten croissant and took a bite of it.
"Who said you have me? Plus, I was going to eat that. Put it down." You glared at him.
He smirked, taking another bite of your croissant, "You said it yourself. You're only exclusive to me."
"Yeah... for sex. You paid me." You blinked at him, deciding to let him have your croissant.
"Right. I bet he offered you money too though." He mused before finishing the croissant and looking for the waitress, taking out his black card.
You didn't answer him. Looking down at your lap before pressing your lips together. You didn't know what to believe. Jimin said he was just joking with you. And now Jungkook said he always did things like that.
Yes, Jimin offered you triple what Jungkook paid you but you couldn't explain why you still said no to him.
Your eyes went to the black card and then to Jungkook's face, chewing on your lower lip.
You decided to just let it be. You figured you wouldn't see Jimin again anways. You also didn't want to Jungkook to snap again. If he got angry over Jimin again, it wouldn't be very good for Jimin at all.
You let him pay for your desserts before you stood up, picking up your backpack.
"So I'll take you home now?" He asked, reaching over and taking your heavy bag from you, "I'll take that." He smirked lightly, slinging your bag over his shoulder as you both walked out of the cafe.
"Yes." You smiled, following him to the car.
He grabbed your hand as you both walked to the car before unlocking the doors and placing your bag in the backseat. He stopped you before you got into the car and pressed you against the passenger side of the door, tilting your head up to look at him,
"I didn't mean to get upset back there about Jimin. I just.." He paused, shaking his head, "...I like you, Y/N. I don't want him to steal you away from me. He's done that before." He sighed, leaning closer to you.
You looked up at him, your eyes scanning his face. He looked soft and so gentle. But his eyes were so sad. You could tell he'd been hurt before. Your heart clenched. You wanted to do anything to make him feel better. You wanted to make him happy.
"You have nothing to worry about, J.K. Look at my neck. Who's name do I have on me?" You smiled reassuringly at him, reaching up to caress your fingers over his cheek.
Jungkook sighed, not saying another word as he leaned in and pressed his lips onto yours. He kissed you slowly, savouring the way your lips tasted against his,
"I wish I could take you back home with me, Y/N." He murmured.
"Shut up." You mumbled against his lips, your heart clenching at the thought of him leaving again.
You didn't want to face that reality right now.
You kissed him back gently, placing your hands on his chest, feeling his broad chest muscles through his thin shirt. You pulled back quickly, inhaling a shaky breath before pushing him away gently, giving him a smile.
"I really need to get home, J.K." You smiled and opened the passenger door, getting into the car.
He inhaled deeply, nodding against your lips before pulling away too and circling around to his side of the car.
"Where do you live?" He asked, the car starting.
You pondered for a moment. Exhaling softly.
Fuck it.
You told him your address and he punched it into the GPS, starting to drive.
You glanced at the time it would take to drive and you bit your lower lip. 10 minutes.
Suddenly you didn't want to go home anymore.
You felt his hand sneak over to yours, placing his hand over yours. You looked over at him, taking his hand and lacing your fingers with his lightly before looking out the window.
He smiled before glancing at you when he got to a red light,
"Hey, baby.." He mumbled, voice sweet but low. His eyes looking at you tenderly.
You looked over at him as he leaned in and you smiled lightly, "Hey." You exhaled before closing the space between the two of you and giving him a gentle peck on the lips before pulling back with a smile, "Eyes on the road before we die." You laughed.
...
He arrived to your house and parked on the street. You looked out the window and then back at him, chewing on your lower lip.
Fuck it... Again.
"Jungkook... Would you like to come in?" You asked, your heart thumping in your chest.
"Didn't you say you needed to study?" He smirked lightly at you.
You swallowed, "Yeah.. But.." you shook you head, "Nevermind. I'll.. talk to you later?" You looked over at him, unlocking the door and starting to slide out of the car.
He watched you, biting his lip, "I'll come in if you promise to study, Y/N." He smiled playfully, already getting out of the car.
He grabbed your bag and waited for you to circle around the car. He smiled at you once you got to him, taking your hand in his.
He loved the way your tiny hand felt in his own.
You gave his hand a gentle squeeze, taking a deep breath as you walked up to the front door.
You felt uneasy.
You've never brought a man over to your house before. Ever. That was one of the main rules you learned when you became an entertainer.
1. Never tell them your name.
2. Never tell them where you live.
Both rules that you fucked up on when you met Jungkook.
You always made your customers drop you a street or two away and you'd walk home . Or you'd just meet them wherever and take Uber's home. You didn't know what you were thinking but everything felt so right when you were with Jungkook. You didn't care if he knew where you lived anymore. You didn't care about anything except being with him for as long as you can before he would disappear again.
You pushed your fears aside and left them outside as you unlocked the door and went inside, kicking your boots off as you turned on the lights,
"Sorry if it's messy."
"I don't see any mess." He snorted, taking his shoes off before shutting the door behind him.
You walked to the living room before turning around to face him. You fiddled with your fingers nervously as you looked at him, smiling lightly.
"Welcome to my home." You laughed.
"Wait, do you live alone?" He asked, looking around.
"Yeah." You whispered, plopping down onto the couch, sliding your school bag over to you and unzipping it.
"In this big ass house? Alone?" He mused as he walked over to you, sitting down beside you.
You laughed and looked at him, nodding, "I bought it. So I'm living in it."
"Wow. Isn't that lonely?"
"Don't remind me." You muttered.
"Then come live with me." He looked at you, making you turn your head to face him,
"What? No thanks." You laughed, getting up. You felt so nervous. Was the place messy? Did you leave your bras on the couch again? You felt self conscious letting him inside your home.
"Do you want something to drink? Or are you hungry?" You asked, standing in front of him. You turned lightly from side to side as you looked at him, your skirt twirling with you.
He looked up at you, smiling before patting his lap, "I know exactly what I want." He smirked, grabbing your wrist and pulling you over to him.
"Could you not be dirty for one second?" You laughed and let him pull you into his lap. You straddled his lap, facing him as your hands rested on his shoulders as he leaned in, your lips inches away from each other.
You needed something to distract yourself from second thoughts about bringing Jungkook into your home. You needed to relax.
"Jungkook.." You whispered, eyes on his lips before looking at him,
"Hm?" He hummed, looking up at you with lidded eyes,
"Kiss me." You exhaled, leaning closer to him.
"Gladly." He smirked, cupping your face as he pressed his lips against yours, kissing you softly.
You tilted your head to the side instantly, kissing him slowly before running your hands down his shoulders to his chest, deepening the kiss.
He hummed lowly against your lips, kissing you back just as deep before licking into your mouth, swirling his tongue with yours.
You wrapped your arms around his neck, swirling your tongue with his before forcing yourself to pull away, looking into his eyes, "I... I need to study." You muttered before pulling away quickly, getting off his lap.
He pouted lightly but let you go. He respected you taking your education seriously more than anything. He wanted you to know that he wished for you to reach your full potential. You'd make an amazing doctor he thought. He hoped he'd be there by your side to help you succeed along the way. If only you would let him in..
"What are you gonna study?" He asked as you sat down on the carpet, taking your textbook out of your bag and opening it on the coffee table,
"Anatomy." You nodded, flipping to the page you left off and began to read.
He slid down to the carpet and sat beside you, looking over your shoulder at what you were reading,
"I don't get it."
"You're not supposed to. You're an idiot." You smiled cheekily at him and he reached up flicking your forehead,
"That's rude."
You rubbed your forehead before narrowing your eyes at him, "So flicking my forehead with your big finger isn't rude?"
"Nope." He smirked, leaning in and pecking your forehead as you glared at him.
You ignored him now as you started to actually study, reading over your notes and highlighting the important material.
He watched you, sitting beside you quietly. He loved doing this. Just being next to you. You both didn't have to talk or anything. He just liked to look at you. He admired you, taking in all of your features as you worked diligently. He felt his stomach pooling with heat, the desire to have you against him becoming unbearable. He knew you had to study but he missed you. He missed your touch. He missed being with you and he was just with you the night before. He dreamt all night about being with you again and here he was. You let him take you out for dessert. You let him into your house. He couldn't believe it.
He was falling in love with you. Faster and harder than he could even fathom.
"Y/N..." He mumbled, leaning in and brushing your hair back and kissing at your neck gently, "Can I have some attention?" He looked at you with his big, doe-eyes.
"No." You breathed in shakily as you felt his lips at your neck. The pen in your hand shaking as you tried to focus. You forced yourself not to look at him. You knew if you did, it'd be all over.
He ignored you, continuing to press kisses against your skin before kissing over the shell of your ear, wrapping his arms around your waist tightly and snuggling into you.
You dropped the pen, tilting your head a bit as he kissed along your skin. You started to feel hot, your face flushing pink as you felt goosebumps erupt over your skin.
"J.K... I need to study.." You whispered, eyes lidded as you fiddled with your pen. You began to ache between your thighs.
'Why is he like this? He can turn me on with just a touch.' You thought to yourself.
"Then study, baby. I'm not bothering you." He mumbled against your neck, lips ghosting over your skin.
"You know I can't when you're doing this to me." Your eyes fluttered, trying to keep your composure.
"I can't help it." He mumbled, teeth sinking into the skin on your shoulder.
You hummed lowly, eyes closing for a second before you opened them and turned around, pushing your textbook away as you climbed into his lap, leaning down and crashing your lips against his, kissing him hard as you mumbled,
"Neither can I."
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