She starts to pull off my black tie and undo my top button as I stare deep into her eyes. After chucking the tie on the floor, she slowly lets her hands travel over my shoulders down my arms. Her hands come to the ends of my right hand sleeve and undoes the cuff link. She begins rolling the white fabric up but only gets half way before backing up in the water and looking at me encouragingly. I see Kitten's planning on something that involves me getting my hands wet.
I finish rolling it up and do the same to the other as she swirls patterns in the water with her fingers. After finishing, I let her do what she pleases. She washes around her grazed knees and a few cuts here and there. Within a few minutes she had stopped and gotten closer to me again, taking my hands and placing them on her back. "You want me to wash you kitten?"
She nods and lets me lean over to grab a body wash from the collection of bottles. I squeeze a little in my hands and she makes a shaky breath out as I rub it into her skin. "Lean back kitten. Let me reach." She backs up so that she is pressed up against the side of the tub infront of me. "Good girl." I coo as I massage her shoulders. "Daddy loves you so much kitten." Her lips curl up a little and she bows her head with a little blush. My cute little kitten.
I rinse the soap off with the water and move onto her hair. She practically leans into my touch as I rub her scalp and run my fingers through her hair. I stand to my feet and grab the shower head, turning it on to a nice temperature and encouraging my girl to lean back.
She closed her eyes enjoying the water trickle down her hair and back. After a while I turn off the water and grab a towel for her. "Daddy's gonna get you some clothes. Ok kitten?." I whisper as she stands and I wrap her up tight.
"Ok" she quietly replies, stepping out and pushing her wet hair out her eyes. I kiss her forehead and go into the bedroom where I pull open my drawers and collect her a pair of my shorts and a hoodie. Kitten always looks good in my clothes. She exits the bathroom, grasping onto the towel tightly in one hand and grabbing my clothes with the other. I turn around and move to make her more comfortable and make my way to my desk.
By the time I had sat down and was facing her way, she was dressed and sat down on her side of the bed. She stared at the sheets for a while then threw the towel into the laundry basket from where she was stood. She always did that but this time there wasn't the usual smile sat on her face. She let out a sigh and stood up.
Within a few seconds she had made her way to the bedroom door and pulled it open. "Woah, where are you going?" I ask as she made sweater paws with her hands. "I need to be alone." She whispers and without another word, closed the door behind. I want to chase after her so bad. I really do but she needs space. And as I said before, she is in charge. Damn she got me so stressed. I worry so much about her that I can't even think straight.
I open up my laptop and after it loads, I click on the cctv software. It takes me a few minutes to find her on the cameras but eventually I spot her walking through the halls. She occasionally sneaks a peak into certain rooms as she passes them. I think she is looking for someone. Maybe Jackson, maybe Bambam. Maybe even Yoongi. She spots Namjoon and after a few movement of her mouth on the screen, he points in a direction and sends her off somewhere. He better not be letting her walk into trouble...
//College is taking up so much of my time so just a heads up that I will most likely miss posting some days.//
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Mafia daddy (DDLG)// Jungkook FF
FanfictionBook 1 in the Jungkook DDLG Series ---------- ''No, no sweetheart please don't cry. I want to help you I promise.'' ''Please don't hurt me'' ---------- This is a DDLG story where Jungkook the mafia leader feared throughout the city catches feelings...