"Everybody told me love is blind,
then I saw your face and you blew my mind."
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Y/N's POV...|
Languid melodies soaring through the open air soothingly, coming from the jet black speaker that was placed in the corners of the bistro. The combination of rhythms and pitch was prominent to my ears as I followed the man's firm steps in front of me. Jungkook was leading me as he holds my hand towards the reserved table.
It was such an odd thing to feel in that exact moment. My feet was light, my heart was calm and the melodic tune of the background music in the cafe was coping to soothe my nervous state.
Dare to say, It was beguiling enough. I perked my head towards Jungkook's face, to see he was pursing his velvet lips tightly. Humming towards the melodies and I couldn't help but to smile.
'This is actually... not that bad. Okay! I can do this, I want this as much as He wants this.'
Not even noticing the fact that my feet had stopped—indicating that we arrived—I nodded towards myself. Giving a sign that I'm signing up for this and no one can stop me.
"Princess? You okay?" Looking upwards, the hazel brown eyes of mine widened vaguely. Seeing the same calming yet piercing golden orbs were staring down at me with worries and perhaps even fear floating somewhere within those.
At once, I enlarged my view. Noticing how Jungkook was already pulling the chair out of the table, his hand still gripping onto the hard wooden chair—Gesturing for me to sit. Flustered at my own nonchalant attitude and his chivalry, I quickly sat down.
He lets out an amused chuckle, sitting down across my figure.
"D-did you wait long? I'm sorry I-"
"No it's really okay, Truth to be told I actually arrived at 6:40-ish. So you weren't the only one who is late." Ending the sentence with a smile and a wink, my heart shuddering a bit at the kind and slightly foolish confession.
Giggling in reply, Jungkook smiled. His smile is always so gentle and delicate, two front teeth appearing right in front of it. A bunny, I thought. The raven haired male looks like a bunny, huh odd.
The more I look at him, the more I felt sort of conscious towards his own appearance throughly. My eyes glued to the helix piercing hanging on both of his ears, one of them being a straight silver dangling. Biting my lips, I ask him.
"I didn't know you wear Piercings, Jeon." I said, purposely saying his last name to tease the evening a bit.
"Oh? Well of course, I only wear them on special occasions." He replied, his velvet lips were growing slowly into an amused smirk.
"Special occasions huh?, I'm quite flattered."
"That's great to hear, for only to reach your satisfaction is indeed my desire." He loudly exclaimed to the air, the last sentence of his statement was spoken mockingly in a sort of royal announcement tone.
"Oh my god- Jungkook. That actually sounds so ambiguous stop-"
"Ambiguous? where— wAIT, don't tell me you're actually thinking what I'm thinking you're thinking?" His pupils dilating in bewilderment as I shortly covered my face with my hand in embarrassment.
"Oh my, Y/N. I can't believe you were thinking dirty thoughts out of my very innocent words." Jungkook throws his head back, as a free throaty laugh was hearable from his velvet lips.
"stop it already." I croaked out, my eyes peeking from the little holes between fingers. Though, I have to say, the laugh of Jeon Jungkook, The mysterious man in which had been warned to me to not get close to was so contagious that I couldn't help but to feel the joy he radiates.
"How was I supposed to think when you put satisfaction and desire in the same freaking sentence."
"Fair enough." He replied back, wiping his bottom his lips with his tongue before continuing to say something. "But still though, It was really funny to see your face—"
"Hello! welcome to the our university's bistro today! How may I help you? Do you want us to take your orders?" A tall man, wearing a black sort of raven under tone blouse came up into the view. His figure standing firmly right alongside of the table. A coffee stained apron was neatly tied around his abdomen.
"I'll take a regular americano. What about you, Princess?" Jungkook spoke, throwing his glance back at me. His gaze expecting, a faint smile drawn on his structured face.
"Oh! I'll take a usual ice coffee, with extra milk."
"You're not eating?"
is he..frowning?
Was he worry that I'm not eating...?
"No it's find, I'm not that hungry." I send him a comforting smile. Looking up at the waiter to see the said man was busy writing the orders on the small notebook he had on his hands.
"Are you guys dating? if so, We actually have a special edition we can give to you for couples here." At the mention of the title couple, I couldn't help but to feel a tad bit of familiarity towards it.
"Oh? what is it?"
"The theme for this night is Cliche Movies! Our customers may pick an old romantic movie to which their consent so we can kindly decorate it towards their mugs and coffee." I nodded, looking back at Jungkook who was already looking at me.
"Okay then, Would you like to pick a movie?"
"The notebook."
"Titanic."
"Wonderful! We can do both, Please wait for your orders!" The waiter quickly turns around and hurriedly goes to the counter.
"Titanic is way better than the Notebook."
I gasped shockingly, feeling somewhat betrayed by his words as I reply back. "excuse me? The notebook is the star in this movie industry, Mister." Crossing my arms against my chest in a defensive manner.
Jungkook laid back his body onto the chair, following my gesture as well as he crossed his muscular arms. The muscles tensing on his veiny arms was faintly seen under the leather material.
"Oh really?"
"Yes, really." Firmly, I answered. Noticing him growing his smirk already.
"One of the character died in Titanic. I can't say I'm very fond of that fact."
"Pfft, excuse me Princess, But Your character loses her memories in the movie. That's basically the same thing." He narrow his eyes, observing my face as it turns to a flustered expression.
"N-No it doesn't"
"Hm yes it does, look at you. You're even unsure for yourself." He leaned forward, bopping your nose.
"No-"
"yes."
"Jungkook, No."
"Princess, Yes."
"nO."
"yES."
"At least it's better than Romeo & Juliet. Both of them can do way better than dying together." Jungkook said so suddenly. I turn my head, seeing him grinning widely as I was too.
A second passed by, and all of the sudden we both laugh at the same time. We knew how childish it was to actually have an argument over some cliche romantic movies. Still, I also knew I couldn't help but to feel the admiration I have for him growing more and more inside of me.
"Here's your order! The Americano with Titanic edition and Ice coffee—extra milk—with The Notebook edition." The same waiter came by once again, this time with one black circle tray on his hands. After putting both of the mugs onto the table, he smiled and turns around back into his counter.
After that, it seems to me that the hesitation was fading slowly with ease as I lock my eyes with his tinted ones. Jungkook and I decided to talk a whole bunch of topics from around the world. Foods, Materials, Games, name anything— we were too busy discussing it.
He then further on talks about his hobbies, on the reason as to why he chose the Music and Art department, what he likes, etc. More likely, I watch as he explains more and more about him. It feels like him slowly opening up to me, slowly but surely.
The conversation went along so well, that I almost forgotten the fact that he was a fucking werewolf. Still though, werewolf or not, he is still the Jeon Jungkook I am well fond of.
Taking turns, he asks me about a bunch of stuffs regarding my life. Where I was from, why did I move, My whole background story. We talk and talk, not even noticing how the clock goes by. A beat passes of us just nonchalantly drinking and suddenly the same waiter came by again.
With a forced smile on his face, he wrapped a long coat around his figure before explaining. "Hello there, uhm, I have to tell you that the Cafe is closing soon. All of the customers already left and us—workers—kinda have to clean up for tomorrow."
Embarrassed, I immediately stood up alongside the golden boy in front of me, and I bow as a sign of apologizing. "I'm so sorry, Uhm, we'll get going." Hurriedly, I open up my purse to pay yet at the end of my peripheral vision, Jungkook was already giving a few dollars at the waiter.
Opening my mouth to oppose his action, He quickly sends a thankful smile at the waiter and reaches for my hand. Holding it close and whispering "Keep the change." Both of us quickly walked out of the cafe, the languid melodies in which I heard before was replaced with a chilly breeze gracing my skin.
"Jungkook." gritting my teeth from the cold air, I look up at him. His body was already turned to me, waiting for me to proceed. So, I did "Thank you for that, and the date. It was lovely—"
"Princess." He abruptly stopped me, his hand interlacing with mine. "Our adventure isn't finished yet, don't you think?" Confused, I quirk my eyebrows at him. Silently waiting for him to explain.
"You said you like Agatha Christie right? Then let your wild inner self surfaces. What do you say? You're in?"
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"Jungkook wait-"
"Be careful, I don't want you to hurt yourself."
Soft hands reaching for mine, Pulling me out of the sticking position I was in. Good thing, I wear sneakers. He holts me up in just a split second before holding my hips securely as I arrived right in front of him.
"All good?" Jungkook asked, his eyes staring down at mine. I nod and quickly lower my gaze before he notices the shyness creeping up my skin. Turning around to observe the surrounding, I noticed the familiar area of the forest.
It was a cliff.
We were on a cliff. Observing quietly, I noticed the pine and conifer trees surrounding the cliff, the cold night breeze engulfing my figure and a few leaves, branches falling gracefully onto the ground.
This cliff... I know this cliff. I've seen it somewhere but where—
Then, As quick as the wind that was floating around in the clearing area, I soon came to a realization. It was that cliff, near my house. Where I saw the wolf aka Jungkook's wolf. It was where I saw him staring at me, across from the window in my room.
My eyes move itself towards across the cliff, and I was correct. There stood my house, it seems a bit smaller from this view but I wasn't ignorant enough to not notice that wooden house belongs to my grandmother.
"Jungkook, h-how did you find this place?" I asked, feeling his steps coming from behind me.
The boy walks passing by, stopping right at the end of the cliff before sitting on the ground. Not close enough for me to be worried, but it was safe enough for me to sit beside him. He sent me a smile and stare right at my eyes.
"I always go to this place, like a runaway place you could say. Since I cherish this night, I decided why not bring you up here as well."
No words, no explanation. I knew in my heart that in that moment—where he just continues to stare—He was giving me his trust. Biting my bottom lips in nervousness as our thighs gracefully touch each other, I smiled at him as well.
When I look across of my view, where my house stands—Although my eyes were glued tightly to it—I knew the raven-haired boy was still looking at me. My thought was too deep within that I didn't hold back on saying the next thing.
"Jungkook, I know."
Silence.
"I...I know about the whole werewolves thing. I read a book about it, Lizzy explained to me also and I.. I remember what happened that night."
It was silent. Aggravatingly tensed. Jungkook turns his head slowly towards the front view, letting out a quivering sigh. "..How?" He asked, before continuing "How did you remember..?"
"I...I don't know. One day, I just woke up and remember everything. How you transform in front of me that night." I explained, glancing at his side profile. Silently admiring his detailed features as I wait for him to say something.
"Are you going to leave now?"
That question shocked me, His eyes were still looking away from mine. Why would he asked that? Unless-
'he must have been used to people leaving him...'
"W-what? No, of course not."
"What-" He whipped his head at me, somehow whether it would be because of my stinging eyes or was I simply too sleepy that I noticed his eyes were turning so much brighter and clearer than before.
I wonder if his emotions play parts on changing the different tones of his eyes?
"I thought you knew yourself that I'm a sucker for mysteries." I lightly joked, nudging his arm with my elbow.
"How.. how in the world are you taking this lightly? I'm a fucking werewolf Y/N. I can physically hurt you, don't you hate me?"
"Nope....I don't. Because, Whether you're werewolf or not, guess what big guy? You're still Jeon Jungkook. As for now, I'm quite fond of him. So no, I don't find myself leaving you. Unless, you give me a solid reason to." I stated firmly, heaving the tension as I drew closer to his face to emphasize my words.
His face was simply, shocked.
"So.. you don't hate me?"
"Nope."
"This doesn't change anything." He sounded as if he was confirming it.
"Nothing at all." I send a comforting smile at him. Jungkook lowered his gaze at my lips then to my neck, his adam's apple was visibly gulping as I observe his face and expression closely.
Our faces were just inches away, and that thought alone manage to shudders my whole being.
"Can.. can I do this then?"
"What is it?"
The raven-haired boy hovered his hands around my hips, guiding me to scoot closer to his body. Feeling the heat around him made me lose my mind. Flustered and a bit of a rosy blush tinting on my skin, He hummed in consent before shifting the hair that was in front of my shoulder to rest behind it.
As he tucked my hair behind, his hands gracefully caress my now exposed neck and I faintly gasped, not knowing exactly how to act and what to expect. He then proceed to draw a certain pattern on the milky skin, whispering dangerously low.
"May I?"
My eyes darted at him, I look at his eyes briefly. Simply guessing what was his intention, I hesitantly nod. Jungkook sent me a small smile and ducked his head onto the empty space between my neck and shoulder.
I thought he was just resting there, but oh boy was I wrong. He was nuzzling me.
Nuzzling into the skin, I can feel his nose flaring lightly as if he was scenting it. Suddenly, All of the memories from that night embracing me like a ton of bricks. His cheekbones pressing onto my shoulder. Jungkook groaned lowly, gripping my hips tighter resulting me in getting tugged much more closer to him.
His body pressing closely to mine.
"J-Jungkook.." I breathed out, my cheeks practically burning. I hold his arm for support, while slowly taking in the fact that If he pulls me just an inch more, I would basically sit on his lap.
"Princess. You always smell so sweet, how? ."
What is this?
He already said this twice now, Is there something about a certain smell I give off..?
"I...I showered..?"
When I answer that, feeling kinda stupid for my own answer—I couldn't help but to grow a cheeky smile. Not even a second goes by and Jungkook's golden eyes casted right at me before smirking onto my skin, his hands tapping my thigh.
"Good girl."
'okay wait...AM I IN THE WRONG BOOK-'
"Fuck, I'm going to lose it." He curses, tone gravelly. Occasionally, the boy's lips would caress my skin for a split second. Even worse, I can feel the light pressure he's giving into that simple action. It almost feels like butterfly kisses.
After one minute passed, just by being in that situation, Jungkook finally released himself. Moving his head slightly backward, his hands were still securing me from moving at all. When I meet his hazy half-lidded gaze, my heart pounds faster and faster.
"Gosh, Look at you. So pretty for me."
'WHAT THE FUACAHAKSJSK-'
His thumb caressing my cheeks as he stares deeply into my eyes. Drawing invisible pattern onto it. I bite my lips to try to restrain my heart from leaping out of my chest inhumanely. As if on cue, His eyes immediately cast down onto the pillowy bitten lips, his thumb stops moving so suddenly.
He was watching me bite my lips.
"J-Jungkook, It's late." I whispered, obliviously still biting.
He was still looking directly at the plump, clearly ignoring my sentence and that when it happens. His thumb that was resting on my cheeks moving so dominantly towards my lips. He pulls gently my bottom lips out of my teeth, preventing me from biting it furthermore.
"Princess. If you bite your lips one more time, I'm going to do it for you."
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Did I just write an unresolved sexual tension? Yes I did, sorry junglebook 😔
Hope you enjoyed it!! And hope you'll wait for the next chapter cause I'm going to expose something about Y/N oOp-. Anyway, the vote between yoongi and hobi still open— so if you want your fav to win, you can still vote!! 🥺💗 It's on chapter 18 btw.
Thank you so much for reading<33 , have a nice day!!
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