Cuddling costs extra [j.jk ff.]

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A week has passed, a whole week of waiting for Mirae to come to the brothel at least once. She never came and Jungkook felt uneasy. He couldn't even understand why he so desperately wanted to see her. Why did he miss her so much? Why was she constantly in his head? Why did he crave her touch? He had to admit it to himself, the quirky girl grew close to his heart and he could not help but be concerned. "Hey, girlie?" he yelled to the reception desk, when he entered for work that Wednesday. "What's poppin' JK?" came the nonchalant reply. She didn't even bother to look up from her phone, not that he minded.

"How many clients do I have today?" She went through the computer, counting quietly to herself. "Three." Jungkook sighed. "Cancel them all, I'll take a well-deserved rest day today" he announced, exiting as quickly as he appeared. He knew the way to her house by heart already, driving there as fast as the speed limit allowed him to. He arrived in little under half an hour, ringing the bell for her apartment. It didn't take her long to open the door, freezing as she laid eyes upon him. "You are not the delivery guy" she stated calmly and Jungkook scoffed. "No, I'm clearly not." Mirae sighed, standing up straight and diverting her gaze to the floor. "Why have you been avoiding me?" he asked her, looking for an answer in her eyes, but she refused to make eye contact.

"I haven't been avoiding you" she denied with a small voice, gulping heavily. "Lies" he spat, forcing his way in now. Mirae stumbled backward in surprise. It was the first time she looked at him openly, her eyes wide with an unknown emotion. "What did I do, huh? What are you punishing me for?" he almost yelled, a dangerous glint in his eyes. "Just tell me you don't want to keep doing this shit, okay? Tell me and don't just run off like a scared chicken!" Mirae flinched and Jungkook almost felt bad for yelling. Almost.

"You didn't do anything, Jungkook. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you" she replied with a scared voice, hugging herself. "Why did you ignore me then?" Mirae took a deep breath, almost yelling in the same intensity than him now. "Because I'm fucking scared, Jungkook!" He was taken aback by that. "What are you so fucking scared of?" She was crying now. "I'm scared of falling for a prostitute!" Silence. He stopped yelling, she stopped yelling and started crying. The old lady next door had a heart attack from hearing the P-word a second time out of her neighbor's mouth.

Jungkook looked at Mirae in shock. "What did you just say?" he asked softly, actually a bit hoarse from his yelling. "I'm falling for you, Jungkook. And I'm so fucking scared of that" she repeated in defeat, staring at the floor again. "I know you don-" Her speech was cut off short, as Jungkook's lips forcefully pressed against hers, his palms cupping her cheeks in a surprising tenderness. His mind was blank, he had no idea why he did it, he just had the sudden urge to kiss the living hell out of her.

Mirae responded a bit late because she was overwhelmed with the situation. He was really just kissing her. She slowly closed her eyes and relaxed into the kiss, her hands falling against his chest. When he pulled away, both were panting, a dreamy look in their eyes. "What are you doing?" Mirae panted, a small smile on her kiss-swollen lips. "I don't know. Improvising?" Jungkook answered truthfully, chuckling softly. "Then improvise again" she giggled, pulling him to her lips again.

He happily melted into the kiss, wrapping his arms around her small waist. Suddenly Mirae started going back into her living room, giggling as Jungkook stumbled after her, trying to keep the close proximity between them. "Stop fucking moving" he growled against her mouth and picking her up. He then threw her on the couch and climbed over her. "What are you doing?" Mirae asked softly, gazing at him above her. "I don't know. Improvising."

This is meh :/ I'm not fully content with what I've written, but I still hope you like it❤️ Love you!