Desire ♡ Jungkook/Reader FF ♡ Completed ♡

Aftermath

Jungkook was fast asleep, I could tell from the way his chest moved slowly against the curve of my back as we lay together.

I didn't regret anything, eventually this was going to happen and I was glad it was with Jungkook.

I wasn't expecting him to be so affectionate after sex, the way he curled himself around me was a surprise to say the least.

He didn't say much, he mumbled something about best sex he's ever had which made me feel immensely proud.

I couldn't deny the sex was incredible, he seemed to fit so perfectly inside me.

I was expecting him to be more kinky, try out different positions and maybe talk dirty but last night wasn't about that. It was about finally letting him have me after thirty long days, it was two people needing desperately to release. I knew the next time we had sex more of his dominant side would make an appearance.

It was unexpected how comfortable Jungkook made me feel, I slept so peacefully in his arms.

The following day.

The sun was filtering through the curtains, kissing the exposed skin of my thigh which was sticking out from under the blanket.

I carefully rolled over and looked at him, his features were much softer as he slept......he looked so peaceful.

I was so tempted to curl up into the curve of his body again but decided to make us breakfast after my stomach loudly protested, I was surprised it didn't wake Jungkook.

I gently moved myself from the bed, grabbing Jungkook's shirt from the floor and slipping it quickly over my curves.

I turned around to get one final look at him, he seemed so innocent like this and for some reason my heart started to hammer against my chest as butterflies danced around my stomach.

What the hell?

I shook away those thoughts, that wasn't the relationship the two of us wanted. Feelings weren't allowed, I wasn't ready for that and he didn't want it.

I headed downstairs, this place was far too big and for a moment I found myself lost in the maze of hallways.

I finally reached the kitchen, busying myself about gathering ingredients to make Jungkook his favourite dish.

I wasn't the best cook but would give this my best shot, if Jin was here no doubt he would be critiquing my skills right now.

I suddenly felt guilty, everything was okay between myself and Jin but that didn't mean I still didn't feel guilty for what happened.

I was relieved he wasn't here, that would've been awkward. Jin had left for Tokyo two days ago to meet with a potential client, that's why Jungkook asked me to come over.

I was waiting for the water to boil, allowing myself to think about what happened last night which was a dangerous thing to do because suddenly Min Yoongi popped into my head.

Why?

I fell hard for him, I gave him my first everything and even after all this time he was still on my mind.

I hated it.

I thought that sleeping with Jungkook last night would help me to forget and move on, initially it did but now he was on my mind again.

I swallowed the lump in my throat, closed my eyes and took a deep breath.

"Y/N?"

Shit.