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You slowly came to. Bright morning light streamed in from the windows, basking the bedroom in a happy glow.
You stretched, groaning softly and loosening your cramped muscles.
A deeper, huskier groan echoed yours and you suddenly realized that strong, but familiar, arms encircled your waist.
You turned to peer at your side where the face of a god rested. Technically demigod, but still. A little smile pricked at your mouth as Jungkook's peaceful face laid on the pillow beside yours. You admired his dark lashes that brushed his cheeks and the sweet innocence that draped across his features in slumber.
To make matters even more blissful was the way the cheerful glow from the window seemed to practically illuminate his muscles and well-packed chest. No matter how many times you'd seen it, you decided you'd never really get used to it. And that was okay with you.
A sense of peace filled you as you reached over and gently brushed a couple loose strands of his midnight hair from his forehead.
Stirring under your touch, Jungkook's eyelids fluttered before opening; and you found yourself gazing into those two dark eyes which held celestial universes in them.
"Hey sweetheart," he murmured, voice rough from just waking up.
"Hey," you whispered back. An easy blush washed over your cheeks when he began planting butterfly kisses up your arm.
"Did you sleep well last night?" He rumbled, his feather-like kisses now traveling over your shoulders and to your throat.
"Wonderfully," you said, breath hitching as his plush lips began to rub across your sensitive skin. "You?"
"I slept splendidly," he replied. His breath caressed your skin as he spoke. "But I just remembered why I prefer the waking world than the dreaming world."
"Yeah?" Your eyes slid shut as his mouth had now reached your jaw. "And why is that?"
"Because." A shudder ran through you when he opened his mouth, stroking his tongue along your jaw in hot stripes. "I can do you just as well in the waking world without the fear of waking up."
Good grief. It had to be no later than nine in the morning. His dirty talking was better left to be spoken late at night, right? And yet, already your body was warming in anticipation and desire from his words.
Just as his lips finally found yours and enveloped them, the sound of a door slamming open jerked both of you apart in surprise.
Your head snapped up as someone entered the bedroom which you and Jungkook were laying in. You didn't know who to expect.
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He's a Demigod ✔️
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