❝And that's where I messed up. I fucked you, made you mine countless times, even fell in love with you!❞ Jungkook confesses without realizing it. ❝I'm such a stupid idiot for getting involved with a married woman. For thinking this,❞ He motions betw...
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"Oh, God, Jungkook," You moan softly. "That feels so good."
"Here?"
"A little lower."
Jungkook's hands massage further down your back and you hum in approval.
"First I was your fuck buddy and now I'm your masseuse?" He laughs loudly. "What kinda shit is this?"
"Well, you wouldn't have to be my masseuse if you wouldn't break my back every time we do doggy," You reply sassily. "And just so you know, when I say 'break my back like a glow stick' I don't mean literally."
"I'm sorry," Jungkook pouts, coming down to kiss the side of your exposed neck, his chest pressing up against your back. "You just look sofuckinggood taking it from the back."
You giggle, slightly embarrassed, and Jungkook gets off your ass where he was sitting. He lays down beside you and you grab the fuzzy blanket, pulling it up to cover your chest. Jungkook turns to you and you do the same.
"What is it?" You ask in a quiet voice after a good two minutes of him just staring at you.
"Nothing." He gives you a gentle smile.
"Really?" You quirk an eyebrow. "Because you're looking at me like you're in love." You joke.
"One day I'll look at you and tell you I love you and mean it," Jungkook's hand reaches over and strokes your cheek gently. "But today is not that day, princess."
You close your eyes for a brief moment and sigh softly at the feeling of his thumb. When your eyes open, you pull his hand off your cheek.
"That day will never come, Jungkook," You respond in a slightly warning tone. You sit up and throw the blanket off of you, going to grab a shirt to quickly put on. "You should go. Yoongi's coming home soon."
"Why are you still with him?" He questions without thinking.
"What?"
"Why are you still with Yoongi?" Jungkook repeats himself. "You cheat on him so you obviously don't love him."
True.
"My marriage is not your business, Jungkook," You retort, slightly annoyed. "And you need to stop acting like this. You can't be possessive over something that isn't yours."
Jungkook stands up from the bed and walks towards you. He wraps his fingers around your throat and gazes into your eyes.
"You beg me to make you mine over and over again and you have the audacity to say you aren't?" Jungkook scoffs bitterly. "Do you purposely try to get me riled up?"
