Stuck Between Crime //JUNGKOOK FF// COMPLETE 💕

Chapter 21: Drunken confession

Standing in the room, with one hand holding the charger and the other holding a rectangle piece of paper that contained her in it. She stared at it, not with a clear mind since she had quite a few drinks but she felt like she faintly sobered up at what she was holding in her hand. She was baffled to why her boss contained a picture of her and it wasn't even from now. It was from when she was at the university reunion.

She looked blankly at the photo, trying to understand why he had this, until he appeared before at the door, hands on each corner of it, catching his breath from the speed run he had done from the bathroom, up the stair case to his study room. Bangs aimlessly hanging lightly over his eyes. The lights were dim, since she didn't exactly turn the lights on and the huge, heavy, thick curtains from the window behind her were closed, not letting in the light that the sky was naturally giving away.

She shifted her gaze from the photo she held, and looked up to meet his eyes "Why do you have my photo?" She wanted to know, she needed to know, even if her head felt fuzzy and weird.

"I--I---" He made his way towards her trying to find the words to explain it to her... but how... his head was just as fuzzy as hers. His eyes continuously shifted from the paper to her eyes, trying to get a hold of the situation, heart thumping, nervousness kicking in.

Min-hi simply fixated her eyes on him, ready to take in a response that she didn't know what it was going to be. She just wanted to know why he had it. Why....

"I--" He tried forming his words with hands vigorously passing the back of his nape. Not being able to think with a straight mind because of the alcohol that travelled through his veins.

"You what..." She continued looking straight at him, waiting.

"I..." He couldn't think anymore, his heart felt like it was about to burst, that his body decided to the talking at this point. Hands smoothly taking a hold of her back, pulling in the just as drunk Min-hi against his well built chest, closing in the huge gap that stood between them.

"Wh-" She was about to say something, but the moment her lips decided to move, Jungkook took in the opportunity, crashing his lips on hers, closing the gap that her lips made and she wanted to mutter a few words. Instead she found her lips going to the rhythm of his, feeling her belly make a 180 degree turn. Mind completely empty not knowing what to think. Maybe it was the alcohol doing all the talking and the actions, but it felt right and she couldn't deny it.

Parting their lips, taking a small breather, he muttered between his heavy breath. "I like you..." He finally said it, crashing in again for another kiss as he tried speaking between the intense lip locking they had between them. "I.. always... have" He finished his sentence not sure if she heard it. Taking hold of her waist, lifting her up and placing her excitingly on this desk. "Me too.." She spoke, responding to back to his kisses. Items that stood placed neatly on the table scattered to ground.

Hands travelling to his chest trying to unbutton his white shirt as he did the same to her baby pink silky shirt, while their tongues tangoed together, trying to undress each other. Rationality seemed to have completely left the building but instead, lust, desire and insanity drove in.

Hands travelling now her thighs, while she did the same to his hair, which felt so soft. Making it messier than what it was.

His lips travelled from her lips that tasted just like soju, down her neck to her collar bone. Her shirt falling midway on her upper arms, along with her black lacy bra strap. Her heart thumped with excitement and she let out light lustful wimps from the hickeys he formed on her skin.

She pulled his black silky hair back, which made him growl and once more crashed her lips on his, craving for more of his honey like kisses, but he didn't hesitate to do the same. He picked her up from the desk with her legs wrapping around his torso, lips continuing to dance with each other. He stumbled, not being able to keep balance with her because of all the alcohol that ran in his system, crashing against his bookshelf, having some books stumble to the ground but that didn't faze them.