Open Hearts ✔️

Number Twelve

The following day, Namjoon and I decided to be lazy and lounge around the house. It wasn't until 5 o clock came around that we started to be productive. However, I had alternative reasoning for remaining lazy.

I had been thinking about Jungkook all day.

I wasn't nervous.

No.

Not nervous.

...okay maybe a little.

It has been a very long time since I have been with anyone physically that wasn't Namjoon. Not including the threesomes, we would have because Namjoon was always there. Always participating. I could kiss him even when I was being penetrated by another person because he was there.

This time he would not be within reach, and he would not be participating. It did make me feel better that he would at least be in the same room, but it still wasn't the same.

I tried to think about how Namjoon would be feeling as well. He was the one that was crushing on Jungkook. Now he is going to see us together without him. I didn't realize how quite it had been cutting gup the vegetables until he said something.

"You second guessing this?"

"No." I replied, completely honest. "I'm just...nervous."

"Really? You, nervous?"

"Well a little." I said giving him a small smile.

He slowly walked over to me, wrapping me up in his arms as I continued to cut. "You don't have to do this if you don't want to."

"I want to." I assured him. "But It's just different than what we've done in the past."

"I know." He said kissing my neck. "But imagine how exciting it will be." He whispered as his hands started to slowly move up and cup my breasts. His thumbs grazed over my now hard nipples making me suck in a shuttered breath.

I giggled. "I hope it will be as exciting as you say it will be.

"Me too." He kissed me again before letting me go and finishing up with his part of dinner.

Once everything was in the oven and almost done, Namjoon got a text from Jungkook saying he was on his way. I felt the adrenaline in my veins burn thought me, and I was suddenly more excited than anything else.

Jungkook was prompt with his arrival, just in time for the food to be done as well. I was in the kitchen as Namjoon greeted Jungkook at the door. I was setting the table as he walked in, Namjoon holding a bag in his hand.

"Kookie is going to spend the night." He said with a bright smile.

"No, I just brought an over night bag in case I drank too much. I didn't want to assume anything."

"Kookie, it's fine." I laughed. "You are welcome to spend the night with or without drinking."

He blushed. "Thanks, Noona."

"Hungry?"

"Starving." He smiled.

Pleasant conversation was had while eating dinner. Jungkook was hilarious. Dinner took so long because we were all too busy laughing and talking instead of eating.

"Oh my gosh, I don't think I could eat anymore." I said through laughter.

"Me neither. I feel so full."

I giggled and stood as Namjoon let out a slow breath. "You guys go ahead and settle in the living room, I'll clean up."

"Let me help." Jungkook stood. "I'll rinse and load the dishwasher?"