The first thing Jungkook felt when he woke up that morning was a pair of arms around his torso.He opened his eyes and turned to look at the sleeping form next to him, she was in his bed, under his sheets.
He removed the hair that had fallen over her face.
Fuck.
He had fucked up.
Did he regret sleeping with her? No. Would he do it again if the opportunity arises? Probably not.
Without the alcohol clouding his judgement he knew better than to mess around with the people that work for him, in her case that would soon work for him. The point of the matter is that if lines get crossed they get blurred and then -- there is no way of going back. It just fucking messes with everything. He couldn't afford fuck ups like these.
He caressed her face one last time. She was indeed beautiful, he traced a finger from her temple to her lips. If only he could indulge in such things.
But this wasn't for him.
He untangled himself from her hold and headed to the shower. He had a flight to catch in a few hours.
Thinking about the girl who was currently in his bed he moaned. God, she's perfect. He was indeed attracted to her, his bedroom was a testament to that. Oh what those walls witnessed. He looked down at the painfully erected hard on he had by just thinking of the sounds she made and how she felt around him.
Fuuuuck.
He growled lowly. Maybe if he hurried up they could go for morning sex.
What the fuck. No. You can't.
Jungkook took his sweet time in the shower to get himself sorted out and by the time he walked out with a towel wrapped around his hips Jurin was nowhere in sight .
He frowned.
He walked towards his living room, maybe she was there. He looked around his place and found no trace of her. He scoffed, she was gone. He headed back to his room as he smiled widely.
"She's amusing i'll give her that." He said to himself. It was the first time a girl had walked out on him after a night together. At least she saved him the awkward morning interaction.
He changed into casual clothes getting ready to leave to the airport. As he grabbed his bag from the bed to walk out his room he looked back at the unmade bed and smiled at the flashbacks from the night before.
He was drunk but he wouldn't forget a night like that so easy.
He walked through the airport with his bodyguards behind him quietly with his head down not wanting to make eye contact with anyone. He knew the media always followed but nothing would ever be published without the company's say so. He was going to be out of the country for a few weeks settling his personal business has his father had requested.
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The Jeon Brothers | JJK
FanfictionTwo inseparable brothers who had everything they could ever ask for when one night things change forever. 16 years later fate brings them back to each others live, will they again be the inseparable duo or will they forever break their bond? Twin...