Who? (Jungkook FF)

Chapter 92

I am lying on the bed while looking at Jungkook wearing the shirt.

It's so strange that he's wearing a long-sleeved shirt. He's usually dressed in formal attire.

If he's not going to the office, it's not usual for him to wake up as early as this.

He turns at me and our eyes meet.

He walks towards me.

"Wanna have a breakfast together?" he asks.

I'm not in the mood to get out of the blanket yet.

My legs are sore and I'm sure they will be shaking if I walk.

Last night's sex was insane. I am sure he released all his lust onto me.

I shake my head. "My muscles are sore".

"Do you want a painkiller?" he asks.

I nod, "That will be great".

He turns to leave and gets out of the room.

I'm waiting for him.

After a few minutes, he comes back with a bottle of pills and a glass of plain water.

I scoot myself to lean my back against the headboard.

He sits beside me.

Then, he brings the pill to my mouth.

I don't expect him to feed me the pill.

I open my mouth and take in the pill.

After that, he brings the glass to my lips.

I gulp down the water along with the pill.

He puts down the glass on the bedside table and turns his attention on me again, he's patting my head.

"Was I too rough?" He asks.

I shake my head. "It was incredibly feeling good. Wasn't painful at all last night. But I woke up to muscle soreness, especially in my legs" I say.

"I need to slow down a bit next time," he says.

I giggle. "But I loved it so much last night. I cum a lot" I say.

Jungkook scoffs and a cocky smirk flashes on his face.

He leans toward me and almost pins me against the headboard.

I look at him seriously.

"Is my baby not innocent anymore?" He asks.

"I'm not a baby, Jungkook. I even have a baby" I say.

Suddenly, he pinches my cheek. "Cute"

I'm speechless. But he's so funny. And he's the cute one, not me.

I giggle, he tickles my heart.

Then, my eyes on his shirt, I just remember that this is so strange.

"Why are you in a simple t-shirt? You're usually in a suit. Are you not going to the office?" I ask.

"Yes. I'm not going to the office. I'm working from home today, in my study room down there" he says.

"Oh".

"I feel feel so lazy now. But there are urgent works to do" he says.

I nod to him.

"But if you need something from me or anything, you can come to me anytime".

I curl a smile to him.

He leans to me, "Because you're more important than my work" he says.

My smile widens.