《My Savior || J.JK ✔》[ Chapter 12 ]
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After he pulled you inside his room, you looked around in curiosity. The room was plain but nicely decorated, there was a PC on one side along with a guitar sitting by the wall beside it.
"You play the guitar?" You asked. He nodded, looking at the guitar. "Yeah, I do. Not too well but just enough." He chuckled, turning to look at you.
"Jin hyung kind of taught me." He added after, finally letting go of your hand when he felt he was holding it for too long. He cleared his throat and scratched his nape, opening his room's door for you.
"After you."
You smiled and giggled before heading through the door, him following behind. "Down the stairs and to the left." He said in a quiet tone since the members were sleeping.
You quietly went down the stairs and turned left, into the open kitchen. There was food covered with plastic wrap on the counter. "Here, put the utensils and I'll set up the food." He said after he reached.
He handed you 2 pairs of chopsticks and 2 spoons, along with 2 tissues, before showing you where you'd eat. You then headed to the big living room, utensils in hand.
You placed the utensils on the big coffee table before glancing at the big-inch TV, eyes sparkling in awe. "Wow." You muttered to yourself.
Footsteps echoed from the side, so you turned to see Jungkook heading to you at a quick pace, two bowls of rice in hand. "Careful! They are hot!" He said quickly.
You moved away and watched him place them hurriedly on the table, rubbing his fingers together to ease the burn. He looked at you and chuckled, shaking his head. "I overheated it by accident." He added.
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You shook your head and went back to the kitchen to gather the rest of the things, soon enough sitting on the ground with him, by the coffee table.
You got your chopsticks and took some kimchi, placing it in his bowl along with a piece of meat. "There. As a thank you for letting me stay and taking care of me." You said, smiling sweetly at him.
With a soft smile, he did the same, placing 2 pieces of meat instead. "There. For letting me take care of you and for staying." He said, taking his spoon.
He then scooped up some rice along with the kimchi and meat, moving it to your lips. You shyly took the big bite and covered your mouth with your hand, chewing on the food.
You took your spoon and fed him the same bite with his rice, the two of you sharing a giggle as you silently ate. You talked and commented on a few things here and there.
He told you about his favourite experiences in concerts, favourite moments with the boys. Then you told him about your favourite Run BTS! Moments, and favourite moments of his.
While you spoke though, you could feel his intense stare on you, his eyes sparkling and shining as he listened to you.
"And I remember that time you kissed Namjoon's forehead. Cutest thing ever, god." You chuckled, taking a sip of your water and glancing at him again.
You then fell silent, your eyes staring right into his. His smile softly fell to a neutral look, his eyes glancing to your lips and back to your eyes and slowly beginning to lean in.
Your heart sped up when he began leaning in, your eyes widening a tiny bit. You gulped nervously and stayed still, already too close to pull away although you didn't want to.
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He stopped a few inches away from you, staring into your eyes and not daring to move. A soft sigh left his nose, but it was a shaky sigh. He was hesitating.
You were the first girl he had ever worried so much about. That he had wanted to keep by his side until he was sure that she was fine. His heart raced every time he was around you.
Ever since that day at the meet & greet, he could have sworn his destiny bells have rung loudly in his ears, instantly showing him that you were his destiny.
But then he didn't know if he was wrong. He was scared of making a mistake, of being with the wrong person. "I-I..." He stuttered.
Your eyes softly relaxed as you watched each other, your heart still slamming against your chest. Your hands went to his cheeks, caressing them in a soft touch.
Then, with the last glance into his eyes, you bravely closed the space. A relieved sigh left the both of you, your lips beginning to move along with his. His hands went to your hips and back, pulling you closer while the kiss deepened.
Your hands went around his neck and into his hair, his hands lifting you up and onto his lap. As you kissed, his hands roamed your back over the shirt you were wearing, the kiss turning a bit quicker and more passionate.
Jungkook hummed quietly into the kiss, pulling you even closer into his embrace until you pulled away. You panted heavily, keeping your eyes closed.
His panting was all that filled your ears, trying to think about what was happening. You were currently on his lap, kissing Jungkook. You weren't drunk and so was he.
His hands stayed on top of your shirt but you could see he was attracted to you, in need of something. You were attracted to him too. But it felt wrong.
It felt wrong to get so intimate with one of the members of the biggest boy group in the world, especially the one you loved so much and were a fan of. "What's wrong?" He said in a whisper.
You finally opened your eyes and looked right into his, searching them for something. You didn't know what exactly but you were searching for them.
But the only thing his eyes held was care, warmth, and love.
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