The Virgin[K.NJ] ✔️

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Your POV

I quickly grabbed my shirt, putting it on quickly, buttoning up my pants about to leave when Jungkook grabbed my wrist holding me back looking at me with a pouty lip and big sad eyes.

" Your leaving noona? We were just having fun." He pouts and I couldn't help but gulp.

" Namjoon is waiting for me," My time of voice had a light hint of panic. I'm not even sure why I was a bit panicky.

" So, you and Namjoon hyung are a thing?" He tilts his head to the side, curious. I shake my head 'no.'

" No, it's just-" Jungkook cuts me off, not letting me finish.

" He isn't your boyfriend, he can't tell you what to do." He pulls me towards him caressing my cheek, rubbing the pad of his thumb on my cheekbone causing me to flutter my eyes closed. " Stay with us noona, you won't regret it." He smiles at me looking into my eyes.

He was right, Namjoon isn't my boyfriend. He practically gave me no choice but to leave cause he waiting for me outside.

" What do you say?" Jungkook asks, his thumb now rubbing the bottom of my lip, eyeing it.

" Ok.." I whispers out softly. " I-I'll stay." A smile crosses his face and pulls me close to him. His lips graze my cheek and my breathing comes to a halt.

" Noona," He breaths out and I can't help but shiver at the name. He grips his hands onto my waist leaning in whispering into my ear. " I want to feel you...taste you."

My heart leaps out of my chest and my legs feel like they were going to buckle. I gulped, placing my hands on his chest, looking up at him. I didn't know what to say or do.

I'm guessing he got the memo and leaned down kissing me, his hands gripping onto my waist tightly, his hands dip onto my backside.

I gasp, pulling away for some air but he was quick to cut it off kissing me again and I could have sworn I heard slight whimpers and groans from behind him. I wanted to see who it was, I wasn't the only one in this room.

He lifts me up, still kissing and I felt my back laid on something soft, his bed. He was in between my legs, and his bulge rubs at my sweet spot and I couldn't help but lightly moan at the feeling.

It was amazing.

Suddenly, I felt another hand on my body, there was Jungkook's but who was the other one?

I pull away from the kiss breathing heavily looking down to the side where I had felt another hand and it was Taehyung.

Jungkook looked off to the side catching Taehyung.

" Don't," he growls, catching me by surprise by the tone of his voice.

" But Kookie, we share." Taehyung looks up at him with pleading eyes.

What am I doing?

" I have to go," I push at his chest lightly, trying to sit up but he slightly pushes me back down.

" But the sleep over," He pouted and it's like I was just slapped into reality.

" I can't," I sit up, getting off the bed, pushing my hair away from my face and walked towards the door glancing back at them. " I'm sorry...m-maybe another time." It's all I said walking out the room and heading downstairs in a rush.

I yelp, when I saw Yoongi leaning against the frame of the kitchen entrance, his arms across his chest.
" You scared me," I laughed it off, heading towards the door.

" Leaving already?" He asks, stopping me from leaving.

" Uh, yeah. N-Namjoon is waiting for me." He nods, pushing himself off the wall and slowly walks towards me making me take a few steps back.

He was practically now standing in front of me, his eyes glued onto mines. " You know if you ever want to hang out we can. We can have so much more fun then those idiots upstairs." He runs a finger up my arm, making me suck in a breath. " Just come look for me, okay?" He smiles up at me, pulling his hands away and steps back.

I glup, nodding. " Great. I hope to hang out soon. See you princess." He gives me a wink and turns around heading towards the stairs.

I quickly turn around, grabbing the door knob handle ready to leave but hesitate just for a second before shaking my head and walking out the house.