15

                                    

                                          

You wake up feeling incredibly relaxed, the sound of the waves drifting in from the balcony. You glance around and realize you're alone in bed. Your eyes scan the room, but Jungkook is nowhere to be seen. Last night, you stayed up late talking, dancing, and watching a movie, yet he still managed to wake up early.
"Ugh, this man never rests," you mutter as you get out of bed, grab your robe, and walk to the balcony.
The bright sunlight makes you close your eyes for a second, and when you open them, you're greeted by the breathtaking view of the ocean. You can't help but daydream about living in a place like this, imagining a life where you could wake up to this every day, carefree and content. You sit at the table, letting the serene view wash over you.
"Good morning," a familiar voice says. You turn around to see Jungkook leaning against the door, shirtless and sweaty, clearly having just finished a workout. The sight makes your heart skip a beat.
"Good morning, handsome," you say, standing up and jumping into his arms.
"Whoa, someone's in a good mood today," he chuckles, wrapping his arms around you.
"Very happy," you murmur before pecking his lips. "Where were you?"
"I worked out and then went for a run," he explains, his hand gently caressing your back. "I ran past Jimin's house—apparently, his parents have a new gardener, and their garden looks fantastic. I'll have to tell my grandma; she'll love that. I also passed by this spot where Jimin and I... what?" He pauses, noticing your wide smile as you look at him.
"Nothing, I just love it when you talk a lot," you confess. Ever since you met him, you've rarely seen him this animated and happy, and you find yourself wanting to see more of this side of him.
"Ah," he says, scratching the back of his neck, a little embarrassed by his excitement. "I just felt like telling you."
"It's fine, you can tell me anything," you reassure him, enjoying this moment of openness.
He smiles softly, still a bit shy but clearly comfortable around you. "Should we have breakfast?" he suggests, subtly changing the subject.
"Yes, but first, let's take a shower," you say with a mischievous smirk. "A steamy shower."
"You know I love showers, Peaches," he replies, lifting you into his arms as you wrap your legs around his waist.
He carries you into the bathroom, his muscles tensing under your touch, every step filled with anticipation. The sound of the water turning on fills the room, and steam quickly begins to rise, creating a warm, intimate atmosphere.
Jungkook gently sets you down and helps you out of your robe, his fingers grazing your skin, leaving a trail of goosebumps. He pauses to take you in, his dark eyes roaming over your body with a hunger that sends a shiver down your spine. He leans in, capturing your lips in a tender and fiercely passionate kiss. Your breath mingles with his, the taste of him intoxicating.
You step into the shower together, the hot water cascading over your bodies, amplifying every touch, every sensation. Jungkook presses you against the cool tiles, the contrast of temperatures making you gasp. His hands move over your wet skin, exploring, and claiming every inch of you as his. You feel his arousal, hard and insistent against your thigh, and you arch into him, craving more.
His lips travel down your neck, sucking and nibbling, leaving marks of his possession. You moan his name, your voice echoing off the walls, blending with the sound of the water. He lifts you effortlessly, positioning you just right, and you wrap your legs around his waist, holding on tightly.