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Their relationship had passed a year, and now Jungkook and Chaeyoung are in their final semester. It is Jungkook's goal to go on 3 days 2 nights trip with Chaeyoung. They went to spring camp with their friends last year, so this year he plans to go somewhere only with Chaeyoung.
They chose Jeju for their backpacking trip.
The plan goes well, taking their flight early in the morning... having breakfast after they touch down in Jeju... taking a ferry to Udo island... cycling around the island... lunch and taking photos before going back to Jeju. Most of their trip filled in with food hunting.
But it starts when they're walking looking for their rent house. They still continue, she doesn't know why but when she goes anywhere with Jungkook, she feels like she can do anything adventurous without scared of anything.
"Your bag is not waterproof is it?" Jungkook asked, his hands already moving to disentangle his jacket and cover her backpack with it.
Chaeyoung's eyes widen, realizing her bag is already wet. She cursed in her head, thinking her clothes and other stuff might get wet.
"The house not too far, let's go. We can dry your stuff after check-in..." Jungkook says as if knows what she's thinking. He pulls her hand guiding her to walk faster.
Jungkook rented a small house with 2 bedrooms. The balcony facing the beach... it such a beautiful house but Chaeyoung can't thinking of anything as she worried about her stuff inside the bag.
Just like she thought, half of her clothes wet and the others dampen. She hangs all of her stuff under the fan, hoping it will help dry faster. Then she heard a knock on her room door. She turns her head to see Jungkook standing there. That's when she realizes they're staying in the same house, under one roof.
When Jungkook informed her about their place to stay for the trip, she didn't pay much attention since she was too excited to go somewhere alone with him. And in her head, she thought he rent rooms in the guesthouse instead of a house only for them.
"Wear my clothes for tonight, at least until your clothes dry..." Jungkook walks further into the room and puts the clothes on the bed.
Chaeyoung fake a cough to calm herself. "Thank you."
Jungkook smiles, he tries not to look at the clothes Chaeyoung hanging in the room because from the corner of his eyes he could see her underwear was there too.
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"The bathroom is beside the kitchen. There is a public bathroom outside too, but I will use that one, so take your time having your bath here... they provided towel and other toiletries too, they have coffee tea mineral and instant noodles in the kitchen" Jungkook said.
"Okay..." Chaeyoung nods, face reddened.
"If you need anything, just tell me."
After Jungkook left the room, Chaeyoung grabs the clothes and blushes immediately. He gave her his tee and shorts. She smells them apprehensively and notices that it was simply the clean smell of detergent... the same smell from him.
A few minutes later, she heard Jungkook's voice from outside telling her that he will go taking bath outside and she replied with a short okay.
Chaeyoung takes the clothes into the bathroom. Her muscles feel at ease when she soaks her body into the hot bath. All the tiredness from walking and cycling vanished just like that.
She smiles as she opens Jungkook's folded clothes. It was a white cotton tee, reaching her thighs when she wore it. For Jungkook, it was a short-sleeve, but on Chaeyoung, the sleeves past her elbow like a quarter-sleeve. The shoulder seam was at her arm and the sleeves hung baggily on her. The collar was large as well, and it would slide easily exposing her shoulders and collarbone.
Since she plans to sleep after the bath, she doesn't plan to wear the short pants Jungkook gave her.
She steps out of the bathroom, her eyes catch the hot water on the kitchen cabinet. She decided to make herself tea and take it to the room. She looks inside the cabinet for the teabag, she remembers Jungkook said the owner provide tea, coffee, mineral bottle in the kitchen.
The tea coffee and sugar are all inside the cabinet over her head. Her eyes twinkling looking at the various flavor of teabox. Stretching her hand up, she could barely reach it. She tiptoed, struggles to reach the box.
Suddenly a long arm smoothly wraps around her waist, strong chest against her back, smell from a familiar person...
"Which one? this one?" Jungkook's arm easily reaching the box of the hibiscus tea.
"Ah yes, that one." Chayoung takes the box of hibiscus tea from his hand.
Her face blush as she turns around to face him. Her body practically traps between Jungkook and the cabinet counter, so when she turned around her body rubs against him. It's not like they never being close to each other before, it just the thought of them spending the night under one room made her nervous and thinking every possible thing that might happen.
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"Thank you..." Chaeyoung replied. Eyes looking downward, but regret when she sees Jungkook's only wearing a short just reach his thighs.
Jeon Jungkook never expects that he will feel something when looking at Chaeyoung wearing his clothes. She was only wearing the tee that he gave her, with the collar sliding to the side to reveal her shoulder and the valley of her chest. He could see that she was not wearing anything underneath, causing two little points to form on the shirt. It may not be obvious, but it was obvious enough that the eyes could see. Her long and half-dried hair made the tee slightly wet, and simply making the front of her shirt more see-through. She had no idea that the colors of her body were becoming more and more visible. Did she?
He feels his body temperature rise, and his blood had almost reached boiling point. He thinks he might get a nosebleed anytime.
But Jungkook smiles when he sees how Chaeyoung not looking at his face at all. She's nervous, he could tell. Their relationship had passed one year mark, but they never have a moment like this. Yes, they have kissed, or hugged but that's it.
Jungkook inch closer slowly. He smiles again when he sees Chaeyoung tries to move back but failed because her body is already trapped between him and the counter. He rests one hand on the counter and trapping her from moving, as his other hand still on her waist.
"Look at me."
Chaeyoung looks up.
"Are you uncomfortable when I'm this close to you?" He asked.
"n-n-NO" Chaeyoung stuttered. She bites her lower lip, cursing for feeling too nervous.
Jungkook chuckles, "Good..." his head leans in until they could breathe in and feel each other's breaths.
Chaeyoung's heart thumping loudly.
He kisses her.
Jungkook's lips taste minty. His hand on her waist move up to cup her cheek. While the hand on the counter earlier, move to support the back of Chaeyoung's head with his hand and deepen their kiss.
Her hands unconsciously wrap around his neck. Upon this, Jungkook firmly wraps his arm around Chaeyoung's hips and hugs her close against him.
Their intense kissing went on, Jungkook hoists Chaeyoung up onto the counter behind her with ease, all while continuing to kiss her.
After a long while, he parts his mouth from hers. Jungkook sighs affectionately and pecks Chaeyoung's swollen lips softly. He then continued to kiss her along her lips toward the corner of her mouth.
"I love you," he mumbles against her cheek. "I love you..." He trails his pecks from her cheek to her earlobe.
Chaeyoung nods.."Hmmm.."
"Say it back..say you love me," Jungkook says as he brings his face to meet her eyes up close.
He sees how Chaeyoung's face reddened. Perhaps, she also realizes that she never says her love to him. Not like he care, Jungkook himself is not a person who easily chanting I love you 24/7. He prefers to show his physically, not verbally. But tonight, he feels like he wanted to hear it from Chaeyoung, once.
He chuckles when Chaeyoung's face looks nervous, "It's okay...I'm just teasing you. You don't have to say you love me... for me it's enough you accept me-"
"No, don't say that." Chaeyoung cut him off, lean over and cups his cheeks with both hands. She doesn't want Jungkook still blaming himself about the past.
Jungkook stiffened from surprise.
"I love you too." She kisses his lips. Her face blushes harder. "I'm sorry...I always want to say it, but I don't know how..."
Jungkook's eyes brighten. He lowers his head again and kisses her deeply. Chaeyoung hands reflexively moving to bury her fingers into his hair. She was almost suffocated by his kiss, but both of them were not willing to let each other go.
After a few minutes, Jungkook slowly releasing his kiss on her. He doesn't want to stop as he could not bear to part with her. But he knows it was impossible for him to control himself if they continue kissing, even now he could feel his pants tightened. He buries his face on Chaeyoung's shoulder... his arms constricting around her tighter, a breathy, half-sigh half-groan left from his lips.
Clueless Chaeyoung asks, "What's wrong, are you okay?"
Jungkook chuckles heavily. He wonders what will Chaeyoung think of him if she knows that his mind was clouded by lust?
"Nothing. Can we stay like this for a while?" He asked.
"Hmmm...okay..." Chaeyoung replies, she rests her head on Jungkook's shoulder. Her mind still dizzy with the kisses and her heart still beating fast. Earlier, she felt a warm sensation spreading through her body when Jungkook kissed and pressing her close to him, as if a flame was burning in her stomach.
It's a new feeling to her, but she likes it.
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