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Chapter 23: The Act

Jimin

Jungkook and I have been dating a while now and the school year has started already. Sadly, no one got back to me, so I'm still waiting for a job. I've been trying to keep positive, but it's hard. I love working with my boyfriend, but I miss teaching so much.

I curl up on my boyfriend's bed, putting my head between my knees as my chest aches. My eyes sting and my nails dig into my legs to try and keep myself from crying. Jungkook's on the phone about the approaching debut date for the boys. I shouldn't be a disturbance.

"Babe, I just got off the phone. Would you like to—" Jungkook's voice pauses. "Baby."

The bed dips and Jungkook slowly removes my hands from my legs.

"Let me hold you."

Brokenly, crawl into his lap. "Thank you," I mumble, voice muffled by his neck as I breathe in his scent.

"Do you want to talk about it?"

"I just miss teaching, Koo."

He kisses whatever exposed skin he can get to. "I know, Jimin. But I know you'll get a job. You have me as a reference now~"

"But you're my boyfriend." I giggle, already feeling lighter just from being around him. "What are you going to do, tell them I give good kisses?"

"Nope, because they're only for me." He tickles my sides and I giggle, falling on my back. The alpha peppers my face with kisses as he tickles me and I grip his tie weakly, feeling my chest bloom.

I smile up at the man over me and run my fingers through his hair. It's gotten long and its natural dark color is making itself more and more obvious as time wears on, but he looks beautiful to me.

He is beautiful to me.

Blushing, I bite my lip. "I started changing out of my clothes to shower, but you went on the phone and I wanted to shower with you."

"Good thing I'm here now." He chuckles as I loosen his tie.

I sit up as he does, my fingers working on undressing him. Once his shirt is unbuttoned, I kiss his chest, where his heart is, and he shrugs the layers off. He takes off my shirt and he gets off the bed to take his pants and underwear off.

Humming, I remove my underwear and grab Jungkook's hand, pulling him into the bathroom with me.

He flips the fan on and I set the shower-heads to comfortable temperatures through the hole in the door before leaning against the bathroom wall.

"Feeling okay, Jimin?" Jungkook asks, stepping closer to me.

"You're naked. I feel great." I chuckle.

Jungkook rolls his eyes, but cages me between him and the wall. "Is that so?"

"This feels even better." I pull him into me so our bottom halves collide. "But this, this is perfect."

His eyes shift red. "We're not taking a shower, are we?"

I bite my lip. "Unless you wanna have to take two."

Our lips crash together fervidly and my back goes flush against the wall. I moan into the kiss, pulling at his hair as I wrap my arms around his neck.

He hikes me up and I naturally hook my legs around him as he walks us back to the bedroom, making sure to turn everything off on the way out.

I'm tossed onto the bed and I giggle, biting my lip as I squirm under his gaze.

Jungkook climbs over me, dragging his tongue up my happy trail before kissing me again, the action winding me. My hands hold him close as we grind into each other slowly, but powerfully.