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Jungkook's head rested blissfully on my stomach and I didn't miss the chance to admire him. We were still in the hotel room, undecided whether to get out of there or not.
- Y/N, - he snorted annoyed - you can't go home not even to change, you've already forgotten our agreement? -
I smiled as I caressed his soft hair, still incredulous that this wonderful boy chose me.
- We can't go around the city dressed like this. I mean, you're in a tuxedo and I'm wearing an evening dress. I thought we didn't want to draw attention. -
- I hate it when you use my words against me, but as usual your Kookie has the solution. - he concluded triumphantly - We'll go buy clothes, of course. -
And here I am, not even half an hour later in a random shop, trying out mountains of clothes with him in a booth, attempting not to make any noise because the sales lady had already ordered us not to go into the booths together.
Finally I decided to slip in a blue, large, short-sleeved shirt, matching it with black jeans and the heels from the previous evening, while the angel in front of me had just finished dressing a white t-shirt, which thanks to the powerful light of the dressing room, showed just a glimpse of his pectorals underneath the fabric, and blue jeans slightly torn at the knees.
Obviously, he also bought shoes: brown Timberlands, which from what I understand, had become the official brand of Jeon Jungkook. Needless to emphasize the attractiveness of this splendid boy who stubbornly never stopped sending my brain into a tailspin whenever I observed him for more than two seconds.
After having been properly dressed, I suggested having coffee; proposal warmly acclaimed by Kookie, so I decided to take him to the cafeteria of my soul: Le Livre.
- I'll take you to my favorite place. - I announced cheerfully as we waited for the green light at the pedestrian crossing.
- Can we enjoy a bit of intimacy in this place? - he asked, throwing me a mischievous look and encircling my waist.
An embarrassed laugh clung to my throat when the traffic light turned green and he twisted our fingers together.
- Don't you ever think about anything else than sex? -
- I think of a lot of things, darling, but when I come near you... - he suddenly pinned himself in the middle of the crossing and forced me to stop in front of him.
He gave me a light jerk on my arm to make me get closer to his body, a moment in which I almost stumbled, but he caught me just in time and he joined our lips in a sugary kiss, while from the cars waiting at the traffic lights, various sounds of car horns rose in appreciation for the scene.
Once separated, I felt my cheeks burn hot for the first time in a long time.
- Kookie, not that I'm complaining, but aren't you worried someone might recognize you? - our hands were still intertwined.
- I haven't seen many paparazzi since we arrived and anyway, Y/N, all the risk is worth for you. –
I didn't even have time to put half a step into the cafeteria that Marco was already next to us.
- Y/N! You hadn't been here for a few days, I almost called the police. - he greeted me exultantly and then he slowly slid his eyes towards Jungkook - And with another boy? Yeah girl, you're going strong! -
- Ah, stop being an idiot, I'll introduce you to Jungkook, he's... - I paused briefly, uncertain how to label him.
- Her boyfriend. - I heard Jungkook complete, a challenging smile appearing on his face.
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Her || Jungkook X Reader (translated from italian)
RomanceAs I've received many requests to translate my story "Her", I decided to finally make it happen. P.S.: they are in Italy for the first part of the story