"See you," I say the same words, and he walks away to leave this building, so I close the door.

"Is the talk private?" Jungkook already questions me about it as I expected him to do it, and I turn around to join him on the bed. "Yes. No need to try to know what this is about. If you want to know, you ask Hojun, and he'll tell you about it if he wants to," I do not betray the one who trusts me enough to tell me things he has never told Jungkook.

"Okay then, I'm hurt," he lies down and acts like a baby to blackmail me, but I do not succumb to this. "That's so sad," I get on top of him to lie down on my flat and use his body as a bed, and I wrap my arms around him. "You're so heartless...I'm gonna go to my baby boy..."

I raise my head up at the sound of this, and I stare into his big eyes. "Then leave my bed if you don't want to stay."

"No," he throws his arms around my neck. "I stay."

"And why?" I bury my face in his chest, inhaling his amazing and delicious cologne. "Because I love my baby" his response manages to play with my heart, and I smile without even willing to. "I love my little baby too."

"Hm..." he brushes his cheek past my forehead, resting his head on mine. "And where's my kiss if you love me?"

"It's staying on my lips for now, you need to deserve it," my smile brightens, loving this type of moment when we just tease and annoy each other, but still cuddle and show love. "Give them to me, I deserve many kisses right now," he moves one arm to touch my lips with his fingers. "Come on," he squeezes my bottom one in a gentle manner, making me laugh and turn my head in another direction. "No," I press both of my lips together so that he cannot feel them against his skin anymore, but his hands go down to my waist, and he brings me up to get my face at the level of his. "Give me a kiss, or I'm gonna get it myself."

"Really? And how?" I raise my eyebrows at him, asking him to be a bit dominant. "Don't make me do it, you're gonna regret it. It will be so quick that you won't even realize you're kissing me and giving me what you have to."

"I'd love to see that," I spur him to do it and show me those words are not empty, but he smirks at me, knowing what I am doing, and what I am waiting for. "You sure?" he drops his eyes down to my lips, his hands sliding over my sensitive sides. "I'm very sure."

"Hmm..." he bites his lips as the corners of them turned up, and he stares into my eyes, deeply, but so much that I can almost read every word he is about to let out, and all the emotions he feels, all the things he has on his mind. "Didn't you say that you'd study with me though?" he reminds me of this sentence that I knew none of us would stick to, and he completely goes against it by running his hands under my hoodie to shiver my skin with them. "Yeah. You're right, but show me first."

"Well...first, you need to sit up," he gives me an order, so I listen and do as told. I sit on his lower stomach, and his hands softly drift down to my thighs. "Good. Now, you take your shorts off."

"For a kiss?" I pretend to not be aware of his game and intentions, and he does not even try to find an excuse. "Yeah. Trust me, it's an important step."

"Alright, if you say so," I get off of him to pull my shorts down and drop it on the floor, and I go back on him, right on the same spot I was a second ago. "There, you're doing good," he brings his hands back on my thighs to touch me up, and his fingers knead my skin. "Now..." he thinks about the next step, his mind being busy while he is caressing my thighs and giving me butterflies whenever I think about his veins, his painted nails, his fingers, and how good he is at using them. "Come back here."

I bend over to get the front of my body in contact with his again, but brings his hands up to my waist and drags my only clothing up without being subtle at all. He rolls over with me and ends on top of me. "Spread your legs, I need space."

I do it right away, but at the feeling of him pressing his crotch against me when he seems to be wearing nothing but a pair of sweatpants, stirs my mind up. "You're being a good girl now, uh?" he cracks a cocky smile, his actions being more than effective. I do not say a thing but answer with a shy facial expression, and my heart beats a little harder once he leans in, presses his warm lips on my neck, and slides his hand all the way up my thigh, with his thumb applying pressure on the inner part of it.

My eyes close without me knowing it, and he kisses my neck, tenderly, with tease. In just a matter of short seconds, he gets me to tilt my head to the side to give him more of my neck and feel him carry on, but a smile grazes my skin, and he sticks his tongue out to use it but heighten all the pleasure with his piercing.

I unconsciously clench my legs against his sides once he nibbles on my skin, licks it, and sucks on it. "You like that?" his speech turns sexual, and the sound of it sends shivers down my spine. I breathe harder but do not open my eyes, feeling too sleepy for that, I nod and let no word out. "Why? Is it because of my lips? My tongue?"

I nod again, faintly, his face getting in front of mine. "Why don't you want it in your mouth then?" he brushes his lips past mine, and I do not even fight against it anymore. I let him get what he wants. "Baby?" he whispers against them, then when I feel the wetness of his tongue run over my bottom lip to push between them both and get followed by a soft kiss, I pull them apart and move forth to kiss him.

He does not even play with me, he kisses me back and goes forward for my head to go back on the pillow. We do not speak anymore, we only touch each other, kiss each other, and breathe heavily into the other's mouth.

'JUNGKOOK'S P.O.V'

I go back up to her neck after covering her stomach with kisses and leaving some hickeys on her hot skin. I exhale against her neck that I already marked and press a gentle kiss, then make my way up to her ear, hearing her small and adorable whines whenever I use my tongue or teeth. I cannot help but grind onto her, going back and forth between her thighs to excite the two of us and ask for more. I cannot be more turned on than I am right now, it is too hard for me to control myself and not test the water.

Her legs open even wider as if she was loving this and telling me to not stop, so I move my head back and set my eyes on her face full of pleasure. I grip her hip, but she opens her eyes to stare into mine, and I rub my erection against her core to see her lips part and turn into a smile.

The satisfaction building up inside of me, I lean in to kiss her lips, and she wraps her arms around my neck. She gives me a sense of safety and comfort, even with all the sexual desire that is currently rushing through me, I can feel the emotions, and nothing is better than that.

Wanting to feel her body on mine, I hold her close and roll on my back to get her on top, and I do not hold back from pushing my hands inside her hoodie to touch her up and caress her skin while she is kissing me back.

My heart racing against her chest that is already getting pounded by her own one, her soft hands kindly cup my face, and she takes her lips off of mine to bring them to my neck, and she pecks it but gets me to unconsciously squeeze her hip and keep my eyes closed.

We both are panting so hard, and I want to go to the next level, but I also want to make sure she does not feel under pressure or rushed, so I need to control myself a little more.

Her wet and hot lips marking their path up to my ear, I bite my lips once she clasps the lobe of it with them and gives some nibbles. A heavy exhalation full of shakiness escapes my mouth, and I drag one hand up her spine, making her back arch and cause some more pressure on my hard cock.

Her tongue skimming this sensitive spot, I moan without even realizing it but feel her breathe heavily near my ear, her arousal leaving through it, she whispers my name in a whiny voice, and my entire body submits to this incredible current of lust she just sent through my veins.

I cannot remain still or calm anymore, I turn to the side with one arm around her waist, and I give a thrust against her pelvis bone. A trembling breath slips out of my mouth to enter hers, and I shove my tongue back inside, feeling the pleasure drive me insane, I slide my hand down to her thigh to push my fingers inside her panties, and I give a squeeze.

"Y/n," her name leaves my chest as if it was instinctive, and I break the contact to kiss my way down to her neck, both gasping for air but suffocating in all the longing and passion we offer to each other. I am getting off like I have not in a while, but the boundaries that I am scared to trespass are making me go insane.

With no need to think about going any further, the sound of my phone ringing interrupts the quietness that only our heavy breathing were disturbing.

I brush my lips past her once more to kiss her, feeling too turned on and hungry to pay attention to my phone. My chest rising and going down way too hastily, I knead the thickness on the side of her thigh, thinking about myself inside of her, how good it must be to be both naked, and be right between her thighs.

"You should check what it is," she stops and drifts her hand away from my neck to leave it down on my chest. "Just a few minutes..." I force the tip of my cock against her, but she turns to the side to grab my phone and check what it is.

Dammit.

"Is it one of your thirsty bitches?" she turns the screen on to read the notification. "It better be Hojun..." I snatch the phone out of her hands, the frustration killing me. I sigh but set my eyes on the screen and do not let her see that I am about to burst.

I do not complain or let my sexual needs pass before him, and I hurry to answer Hojun.

[ I'll show her >

I turn my phone towards her and make her grab it. "This is for you."

She frowns at me but sets her eyes on the screen and check what it is.

I am not mad at him for interrupting this. Not mad, just frustrated. He is a baby, so I will not let the animal inside of me take the upper hand on my emotions.

I still want to make this little baby regret it though, but y/n is the one who stopped it. Maybe was it going too far, and she was scared to actually have sex with me? I do not know.

I just want her so bad right now. She made me horny.

My thoughts going wild and not leaving me alone to calm down, I turn my head to look at her typing on her phone and read the text, shamelessly.

Since she does not seem as bothered as I am by this, I steal her banana plushie and stuck it between my legs to hug it and knead it instead of her thighs.

"What are you doing to my banana?" she breaks the silence and puts her phone down on her stomach, where mine already is. I peek down at it but say the first words that come to my mind. "What you didn't do to mine..." I try as hard as I can to not smile, but she laughs right next to me.

This is too contagious for me to be able to conceal the grin she put on my face.

"Give it back to me," she pulls it away from me to trap it between her thighs, putting my erection back within sight. I turn towards her to not let the obviousness be visible anymore, and I slap her thigh but keep my hand on it. "I hate this banana."

"Why? He didn't do anything," she slides it higher to have it all over her body and grab her phone again. "Exactly! This thing does nothing but still get to be between your thighs," I expose what should remain in my head, and she stares at me but smiles. "Is this spot that much of a good one?"

I nod and lean closer to not let any space between us, and I push my hand down on her inner thigh. "A very good one."

Her muscles flex against the palm of my hand as a response to the clenching of her legs, and she glances down at my lips. Her phone rings, but she only focuses on me this time. "Would you mind telling me why you wanna be there so badly?" she lowers her voice to make it sound quieter, knowing how much of a sucker I am for that.

Seeing her eyes stay distracted by my lips, I lick and bite them, and I rest my head on my hand to gaze down at her while my other fingers are rubbing one of the most sensitive spots on a girl's body. "For some very good reason. Why are you curious to know?"

"Because I want to know what makes you want it," she peeks up at my eyes to lock them with me, and we both maintain this contact but suddenly go silent.

She knows what I can do and get if I get between those thighs, she just wants to hear me say it because she knows it will turn her on as much as it does to me.

None of us speaking, the tension grows bigger, and the connection between us that is kept with our souls deeply plunged into each other's one. Loving the silence that heat this moment up, I do not open my mouth but use my hand, and I rub the tip of my fingers on her inner thigh, feeling the softness of her skin, and the fluffiness of her plushie tickle my skin.

She must feel my cock press against the side of her thigh right now, so she knows how I am feeling, but she does not give me hints.

As if the eye contact was too intense for her to keep it steady, she smiles, shyly, and glances down at my hand, then, to my greatest surprise, she takes the banana away and drops it behind me. All my attention land on her thighs that are fully uncovered, her panties turning me on.

Now she is telling me what she wants. She slightly opens her legs, my eyes catching sight of her toes curling into the sheets, I smirk but brush the tip of my fingers down to inch them closer to her underwear, and I move forth to press a kiss on her ear, and I make it quick but subtle to skim my thumb over her panties and feel her wetness.

She is dripping wet, and I thought she was not even that turned on. I was so wrong, but now, this makes me want to keep going.

Both of us get startled by some aggressive knocking on the door, getting our eyes to dart in that direction. It is starting to piss me off now.

"Should I check who it is?" she asks in a whisper as if she did not want the person to hear her, but I shrug and drop my body on the mattress, not standing the interruptions anymore. At this rate, we are going to have to leave for classes before being able to do more.

Not knowing what my answer means, she stands up and fixes her oversized hoodie to cover what is lower, and she heads to the door to open it. She only passes her head over the edge, but I cannot see or hear anyone.

She opens the door even more to bend over and look on either side, then she comes back and closes the door. This must be a joke.

"It's probably a moron annoying me," she comes back on the bed, but this sentence gets stuck in my head. "Has it already happened?"

"Sometimes, they come here to knock on someone's door then run away like kids," she lies down. I never heard about this matter, it never happened to me or Hojun. "That asshole better not come back, or I'll be quick enough to find him."

"Well...I don't even doubt it," she chuckles, knowing how fast I am when I run. Now that the mood is completely ruined, she takes her phone and texts someone I assume to be Hojun.

"Ugh..." I complain in an evident manner, and I close my eyes. "I guess I'm gonna sleep now."

"Already?" she does not get it, or she does but ignores it, so I nod and rest my head on her pillows. I pull the blanket up to my face, and I bury my frustration in the sheets. "Hm."

"I guess I'll study then," she does not ask me to cuddle or play with her, hurting my feelings even more. I do not say anything about it since I know how important it is to study for her, so I remain quiet and actually rest.

"Hey," her finger touches the tip of my nose, so I open my eyes to listen to her. "Have you already been mad at Hojun?"

I think about this question but shake my head. "Not really. He's already been mad at me though."

"Really? Why?" she can barely believe it since he is like a baby, so I put one arm under my head to rest this heavy one on it. "Well. Long story short, I kick his dad in the face, caused his TV to break, and that's it," I make it simple. "But before you could be like 'Oh my god, why did you do that?'" I mimic her voice, playfully. "It happened some time ago, it was during summer, and I can still remember waking up to the sound of my phone ringing, and when I picked it up, Hojun was worried as fuck and he was asking me to bring him to the hospital because his father lost his temper and threw a glass bottle at him, only because Hojun told him that he couldn't go out and buy his beers because he was busy studying. The thing is, it wasn't the first time, he already hurt him physically, and in the spur of the moment, like, waking up in a sudden and getting overwhelmed with the news, I couldn't control my anger and went up to his house," I explain to her, going in detail. "His dad is tall and buff as heck though, so he hit me back but almost knocked me out...But I didn't regret it."

"Oh, I understand why you reacted like that then...It hurts to know that he had to go through so much pain because of his dad," she becomes conscious of how bad his life has been because of this guy. "Yeah, that's why I'm not kidding when I say I'd kill the person who dares to hurt him again."

"Have you already thought about how you'll feel once you both have to live your life apart from each other?" she brings what I never like to talk or think about, and I suddenly do not know what to say anymore. I hate when those thoughts come up into my head, they ruin my mood, they scare me, literally.

"Not really..." I get into another position to lie down on my back. "Why would I think about something that hurts me?" I mumble, barely hearing the sound of my own voice. I get one arm under my head but feel the weight of the silence that filled the entire room. I peek at her, wondering if I said something wrong, but we only make eye contact, and I understand through her eyes that she does know this has a meaning.

I drop my attention on her lips, cowardly. "I'm just scared of that day. I don't want it to happen..."

"Even if he found someone who loves him and gives him everything you've been giving?" she misses the main problem, having no idea how selfish I feel in this type of situation. "Hm...I'll be happy, but I cannot be sure that the person will not hurt him or not treat him the way he deserves to be treated."

"And let's imagine that person is an amazing one that you can trust to the full with no fear," she does not get that I am trying to avoid, so I breathe out and glance away from her. "Well...in this case, I'll be happy, but it'll still hurt a bit, you know."