I was done.

Fuck everything. I'm so fucking tired of crying all the time. I think it's time.

Jungkook made me realise that whatever had happened in the past is just a passing phase. I shouldn't cling onto it anymore. It only makes my coming days worse and if I keep continuing, I would eventually lose interest to even stay alive.

I need to be alive.

I need to feel alive.

I look at jungkook's figure right beside me, going through the packet of ramen carefully.

This man does nothing and still manages to look this sexy.

I grab his collar pulling him unimaginably close to my face, his hot breath hitting my lips making me turned on like never before.

"It should be illegal to look this sexy Kook"

I could see a slight tint taking over his clear, fair skin slowly developing a smirk in the corner of his lips. Smashing his lips onto mine hungrily sucking the bottom lip , I could feel his smile on me. I closed my eyes taking in the feeling he was giving me. The tingling sensation he left when his lips detached from mine but only to leave trails of warm kisses all the way to my neck, nipping the delicate skin near my collarbone. I admit that I've done this before and had it with a pretty decent amount of guys with most of them having a lot of experience, but I never gave in that quickly. It was always me giving out fake orgasms to make it less awkward. I was never satisfied. But just the feeling of Jungkook only nipping my collarbone leaving purple patches of traces of him behind was making me feel a 100times more hornier than I have ever felt in my entire sexually active life.

My head automatically arched backwards and sideways giving him an even better angle for my neck. The moans which he longed to hear were suppressed with my other hand covering my mouth. "Let it out, babygirl. I want the whole place to listen to the melody of my name."

His hands circling up my thighs found its way to my clit, his two fingers pressing it through the cloth teasingly while I shut my eyes, his mere touch bringing all kinds of pleasure to me. "J-jungk- ook" I moaned, my voice unbelievably louder than usual. "Yes princess, that's it. You're so wet for me, babygirl" I cupped his face, pulling his face closer tilting his neck to give me the perfect degree to deepen the kiss while his hands continued making magic down there.

It was all perfect until the water from the ramen pot started overflowing from the stove.

Dammit ramen. Wrong time.

He pulled back, now his entire focus on the spilt water on the counter still making sure if the ramen is not overcooked. Busy slurping the noodle, he ended up burning his mouth because of the hot broth which came along. "Aishh Kook!! You need to be careful!!"

I grab the nearest bottle of cold milk and handed it over. He stares at the bottle for a second, then immediately rejects it by giving me a deep passionate kiss, this time being the most gentle he has been till now. "Better now." He said, smirking as he spotted how the biggest smile on my face wasn't willing to go away no matter how hard I try.

"I guess you didn't learn just now what happens if you start kissing someone while you're busy cooking." I say, playfully wrapping my legs around his waist. "Ouch-" "-and I guess you haven't managed to remember that your ankle is sprained and you're the most vulnerable one right now."he smirked.

Pouring the ramen into 2plates and placing it on the coffee table in the hall, jungkook comes back, his one hand wrapping around my waist as he effortlessly picks me up from the counter and plops me on the sofa, still making sure that my ankle wouldn't hurt in the process.

"Wanna watch a horror movie?" he said, grabbing the remote, "n-no I don't like them." "Are you scaaaared of ghoooosts princess?" he laughed showing his most adorable bunny smile.

I guess this is part of the 'change' I wanted in my life. I sighed internally knowing that horror movies weren't made for me.

Let it go y/n. You NEED to let it go. Don't let that control over your life anymore.

"Let's watch a horror movie then"

Well, horror it is.