Elena's POV
The blonde waitress from earlier is gawking at Jungkook. I've had my eye on her for the past fifteen minutes and yet she's still shamelessly staring at him like there's no tomorrow. It angers me that other girls pay attention to him like this—it has always been this way. Women falling on their knees for a man like Jungkook. And he is one who never lets an opportunity like this go to waste. Maybe now that we are officially together I won't have to be insecure about this.
Only, I can't stop worrying.
And I know that the problem is me.
I am the one who thinks of the worst case scenario.
Jungkook literally went of his way to come here tonight in order to make things right with both Joy and Yoongi and here I am being insecure for no reason. If he didn't really care, he wouldn't even be here with me at this moment.
What's worse is that the blonde is pretty. She's a walking hourglass and I'm like a surfing board in comparison.
"By the way, that blonde waitress is still staring at you." I start. "And honestly, I'm not blaming her."
He shrugs and makes a face. "Nah, she's not looking at me."
"Why, who else could she be possibly looking at right now?" I let out an accidental snort.
Jungkook comes closer and tucks a strand behind my ear. "You."
"I find that hard to believe."
He sighs because of my stubbornness. "She's looking at you because she wishes to be at your place right now." And with that said his lips crash against mine.
The taste of beer and wheat and mint overwhelms my senses. His lips feel soft yet slightly dry because of the cold. I brush my tongue over his bottom lip and he sucks on it. He deepens the kiss and his hands latch onto my hips while I try my best not to collapse because of the powerful effect he has on me.
One touch is all it takes for me to melt.
One kiss is all it takes for me to forget all about my surroundings.
Damn, well that blonde sure as hell wants to be at my place right now.
The way he's looking at me is like I'm the only woman in the room. And I can't stop gazing into his soulful eyes. Even if I avert my glance he's there. Even when he's not in my peripheral vision he is always there.
He is always circling around in my head. My head space is totally submerged with thoughts of him. It's almost scary. I have no clue if Jungkook thinks of me as much as I do.
"In case you're feeling worried and paranoid just know that the only person in this room I'm most interested in is you."
We leave the pub around eleven thirty and decide that it's time to part ways. Yoongi isn't one to stay up late unless it's for his studies or work.
"Alright guys, I'll see you guys Monday." Yoongi says. "I hate to admit this but hanging out with you Jeon isn't that bad."
Joy stays quiet and I narrow my eyes at Jungkook.
"I—I have to say something," he begins. "I need to apologize to Joy."
Her gaze meets his and she raises a brow.
"I'm sorry for kissing you without your permission at Elena's birthday party." He utters. "It was a very shitty thing to do."
"Why did you do it?" She inquires and I gulp.
"When Elena kissed Jimin—I wanted to get back at her." He says in a whisper. "I hated the fact that she showed interest in my best friend instead of me."
Joy takes a deep breath. "I see."
"I'm not proud of it." He continues. "Because when I kissed you, you weren't the only one who got hurt."
I stare at him in awe.
When did he become so vulnerable? That can only mean one thing.
I was right.
There is good in him.
And this side of him proves my point. This is the person I want to be with.
When we finally drift apart, Jungkook and I walk towards his motorcycle which is parked near the cinema. I slide my hand in his and stand on tiptoes to kiss his cheek.
"I'm proud of you." I grin. "Today was amazing once again."
He flashes me a cute bunny smile and when we reach the parking spot I reach to take his leather jacket off when he says "Why are you taking it off?"
"You're gonna need it." I say. "Plus, your keys are inside."
"Its cold and you will freeze if you don't wear it."
"You will freeze too if you don't wear it and I don't want you to catch a cold because of me."
"Relax, Elena I'm used to it." He chuckles. "So, can you give the keys to me please?"
Ugh, that gorgeous smile is making me weak to the knees.
"You sure? I mean I don't want to just look through your stuff—"
He shrugs. "I don't have anything to hide."
"Okay," I take his keys from his pocket and hand them over to him. He gives me the helmet and I struggle once more to buckle up. When he starts the engine, he helps me wear the helmet and then signals me to climb on the seat.
"Why do you worry so much?" I can see him grin from the side mirror.
"Because I care."
I tighten my arms around him as we dash off into the street. I am feeling kind of apprehensive since I'm not wearing any underwear. My derriere is freezing and the only thing that secures my skin from the frigid temperature is the thin velvety fabric of my dress and now Jungkook's leather jacket that reaches almost midthigh. I'm sweating inside the helmet mostly because I'm embarrassed about how I'm positioned to sit right now. My legs are squishing Jungkook's thighs and my pelvis is barely touching his back.
I don't know if it's the bike ride home, or our little tease and denial game from earlier that made me super horny for him. My cheeks heat up as I remember what he did to me in the cinema. He touched me there while everyone was concentrating on the movie—Joy and Yoongi were next to us! This whole thing was wrong on so many levels, but I would be lying if I said I didn't like it.
Because, doing the wrong thing felt exhilarating.
It made my heart beat faster. My skin was inflamed.
I felt alive.
There is something about Jungkook that is dark yet so alluring and somehow I keep finding myself always following him. He's persistent, strong-willed, forward and incredibly persuasive. Actions and words apparently mean the same to him and I don't know whether I like that or not.
Jungkook is different from any other person I've ever known.
I feel like he knows me better than my own self. And having someone who has seen you at your most vulnerable state terrifies me yet makes me feel at ease at the same time since I don't have to hide around him.
I'm free.
The apartment comes into view and I fasten the helmet' strap and take it off while Jungkook parks the motorcycle. The engine stops growling and I hop off.
He doesn't.
"Do you want to come in?" I ask and he grins.
"Sure." He then gets off the bike.
Together we make our way inside, and after four flights of stairs we're finally at my home. With a twist and a slight push I open the door. My heart is pounding in my chest and I feel kind of feverish, so I remove the jacket and place it on the couch.
"Are you feeling okay?" Jungkook comes behind me.
"Yeah," I nod. "Do you want coffee?"
"It's midnight."
I play with a strand of hair and bite my lip anxiously. "Yeah..."
The corners of his mouth tilt up in a mischievous smile. "What do you want Elena?"Jungkook steps closer and I suck in a breath.
My lips move slightly, but not one word comes out.
"We were interrupted earlier." He says gravely. "You have no idea how badly I wanted to fuck you at that moment when Yoongi was right outside." His lips graze my cheekbone and he holds my chin up. "You've been a good girl, showing up at the cinema without your panties and then taking what I gave you without protesting. But it was cold and I shouldn't have asked you that so I'm sorry."
"You don't have to apologize daddy," I say knowing fully well that deep down he likes it when I call him that.
"Fuck," he runs his tongue over his bottom lip while his thumb traces mine. "I want to make you feel good. My girl deserves it."
"Please," I rasp. "Make me feel good." Then I intertwine my fingers with his and lead him to my bedroom. The lights are still out but even that doesn't cover up the mess in my room. My clothing rack is next to my bed, cosmetics are scattered all over my desk and my laptop is on the floor along with some textbooks and study guides.
He spins me around so that my back faces him and he plants kisses on my neck while dragging down the zipper of my dress. I take it off and kick off my heels.
"Raise your hands." Jungkook says and I oblige. He removes my shirt before unclipping my bra and lets the clothing fall on the floor. Then, pulls out all of the pins from my hair and let it cascade down my waist. I turn around and I feel like I'll crumble to bits and pieces under that electric gaze of his.
He kisses his way from my neck to my shoulder and I help him take off his black and red flannel shirt. My fingers work on his belt and he strips out of his shirt. I lean into him, my hands cupping his face as our lips passionately collide against each other. He walks me back to the bed and pushes me down only for me to land with a bounce on the mattress. I look up at the heavenly sight, his broad shoulders, his protruding abs and the scars that paint his entire abdomen area and chest. I can see it in his eyes that he's struggling to show me these scars.
He's ashamed.
I take his hand in mine and scoot further behind on the bed. He's standing on his knees, his jeans already undone, the belt buckle making screeching noises as he moves. His bulge is huge and I find myself wanting to rip those tight jeans off his perfect body.
"Lie on your back." He says, his voice throaty. "And spread those legs open for me."
I do as he says and he lowers down to kiss my calves and then the inside of my knee while I breathe in and out in anticipation. I look down at him and he pokes his tongue out. His eyes are on me the entire time as he licks a long stripe from my knee to my inner thigh. I groan in response, but instead of going further up, Jungkook starts pecking my other thigh and lifts it over his shoulder. His lips travel to my belly, they feel so feathery soft against my skin until they reach my hip bone. I can feel a hint of his teeth graze my skin, but he doesn't bite me. Instead, he lets the edges linger for a while before kissing me in the most gentle manner.
I can't handle this anymore. I've waited the whole fucking day for this very moment to come.
"Jungkook—" I blow out in frustration. "Fuck me."
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