You patiently wait for your bus to arrive
The atmosphere was cold, you debated before leaving the house whether or not to wear a jacket
Thank god you did.
As always the bus stop was empty
You stand there alone engulfed in the cold your back holding a small backpack with a few of your belongings
Time to time you check how many more minutes are left until the bus comes.
10:38pm
Two more minutes you mutter
Soon enough you see the familiar lights approach you
The driver already knew you'd be there, he doesn't have to check before stopping because he knows you'll be there waiting
You greet the driver before paying and sit in your usual seat,
There were only two other people who were on the bus
You didn't pay much attention to them, you sat behind them both,
Before you reach to take out your things from your bag you quickly glance around
Although they can't see what you're doing
You're still paranoid.
You slowly take out the leather pastel purple journal and a cute little rose gold pen
You carefully begin writing as the bus makes it a little difficult
190221
My sexual desires have been heightened recently, I have a need to be touched, a desire to be pleasured. I hooked up with some guy at a club last week, it was terrible to say the least,
Guys just can't make me finish. Ever.
It's not that hard babes, just find the clit. Anyways, I just want to experiment, new positions, maybe even toys and to experiment with a guy who can actually find my clit.You place your pen into your bag and huff in annoyance,
You remembered the night after the club.
You shiver in disgust and then take out a small purse containing polaroids of you,
Why do you do this?
It's therapeutic for you.
It stops you from going completely insane.
The photos make you feel confident.
You carefully pick a picture and then use some glue on the back to paste it on the page opposite of the writing,
(We won't start off too crazy with the pictures because i remember scaring some of you before😂)
The bus is a weird place to do this, but you didn't have much of a problem with it
You can't do it at home, life's a mess in that house.
You place your journal back into the bag and plug your earphones into your phone
You had 20 more minutes until you reached your destination,
So you sit patiently listening to a song called Promise.
YOU ARE READING
Smut Journal II | jungkook | jjk fanfic
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