My massive wardrobe seemed to disappear under my desperate gaze, searching for the perfect outfit to wear for tonight. Piles of strewn shirts and outfits deemed unworthy started turning into towering mountains, colors clashing every which way. Solid oak drawers squeaked in defiance to having their contents trifled through, tempting me to go with something more risqué. Leaving the newly formed clothing mountain range alone, just in case the boys wanted to come over and film a sequel to Spring Day, I found my way into the honest bathroom mirror.
A low cut maroon shirt with half sleeves rested a couple inches past my elbows, clinging to my body extenuating every curve. Paired with a high wasted royal blue floral skirt that went over the shirt highlighting my waistline. Splashes of white and pink flowers trailed down the fabric giving it visual appeal before it stopped mid-thigh, drawing more attention to my legs. A light clanging filled the room as two silver bracelets clacked together on my wrist, matching the silver rings and ornate heart necklace that occupied the previously empty space on my body.
Warm low curls settled past my breasts as they fell from the steaming curling iron, lightly brushing the top of the skirt with ease. I ran around the plush white room like a madwoman, throwing whole palettes of makeup out the window, deeming only one or two worthy for Jungkook's eyes. A smoky eye look was chosen with darker shades of brown after (what felt like a five year) eye brow plucking and contouring was finished. An old friend of mine came to visit right as dark black eyeliner was being applied for a winged look on my eyelids.
"Hello again Anxiety", I mumbled stepping back to criticize my own work that I knew would never be good enough. Gulping down that nervous sensation I straightened my shoulders and lightly patted my cheeks eyeing the mirror. "You can do this", a mantra I repeated over and over again to myself while slipping on a pair of black high top converse. A light beige Gucci purse my grandmother purchased for me on one of her "I'm rich" escapades hung off my shoulder, officially covering all my bases.
My heart threatened to jump out of my chest and strangle me as my phone went off signaling it was time. A message from about twenty minutes ago flashed excitedly, "Jeff is outside to bring you here. Room 225! Please do not forget to buy me a thank you present later! Something to compliment how handsome I am :)" The scent of leather filled my nose as the limo sped off per request to accommodate for how late I already was. "What was Jin talking about? Does he want me to buy him a present when I show them around?"
Curious, I finally mustered up the simple text back, "What do you mean?" A response never came as I paced back and forth in the lobby of a high class hotel, sleek key card in hand courtesy of Jeff. Getting awkward stares my resolve took me up a few flights of stairs, past ornate lion statues and paintings of landscapes. Light taupe and gold accents covered the spacious hallway making me feel out of place as I read door numbers aloud. "222, 223, 224…225" Unable to control my erratic breathing my hand slowly reached out to knock, too scared to simply barge in like instructed.
A faint strumming was carrying out from behind the door stopping me in my tracks. A guitar played a light melody to accompany a beautiful voice, "Remember the way you made me feel/ such young love but/ something in me knew that it was real/ frozen in my head." "That's Jungkook's voice."My mind went blank as my arm fell to my side quietly listening. "I hate this part paper hearts/ and I'll hold a piece of yours/ don't think I would just forget about it/ hoping that you won't forget about it." I couldn't bring myself to knock anymore.
Almost in tears, I couldn't bring myself to walk away either. "I live through pictures as if I was right there by your side/ but you'll be good without me and if I could just give it some time/ I'll be alright." With my resolve completely gone, my body twisted to leave, swinging my purse right into the door in the process. The guitar abruptly stopped and loud shuffling took its place in the quiet space. Profanities filled my head, cursing at myself for being so damn stupid, while my feet cemented to the ground in panic.
A loud click filled the hallway as a familiar face poked out of the doorway. "Guys I thought you were out touring the city? Use your key cards you idiots-", Jungkook stopped midway through chastising to reciprocate my wide eyed stare. "I'm… I'm so sorry! Jin told me to come show you guys around. If it's a bad time I could just go…" Stammering out some form of words I wheeled around to leave, only to have my wrist grabbed from behind me. "Wait!" he yelled desperately, clearly not having a plan on what to say next.
Feeling like he could read the confusion that was all over my face I was also at a loss for words. "You traveled all this way, please come in." I could almost feel the blush that radiated off his perfect face as he spoke at the ground, unable to look at me. The expensive looking room housed three beds in a seamless line, covered in perfectly fluffed pillows and grey sheets. Each one had their own nightstand adorned with touch lamps and various numbers to call for hotel services.
The last bed was inches away from a giant window with the curtains partially drawn, overlooking the city with an amazing view. I lightly ran my hands over the silk sheets, gazing out the window in awe. "Um that one is mine." Jungkook shyly exclaimed from the living area that was connected to the bedrooms. The whole area was open, only having doors for the bathrooms and exits. A good sized kitchen and balcony area took up the remainder of the space. "The middle one is Jimin's and the farthest one is V's", he continued carefully returning the acoustic guitar to a pretty wooden case.
"Where is everyone else?" I asked plopping down on the big leather sofa next to him, eyes still wandering around the grand room. "Rapmonster and Suga are in 224 while Jin and J hope picked 226, directly across from us. Jin took them all on some 'grand adventure city tour' last minute." "Wait Jin isn't even here?!" my mind screamed making me realize how very much alone in the room we were. I could feel the atmosphere suddenly turn awkward as we sat side by side, minds racing a mile a minute.
Determined not to ruin this night I spoke up through the silence, "What made you guys want to start BTS anyway?" We talked for what felt like hours as I wanted to know every detail from his perspective. We rapid fired questions at each other eager to know all about one another's family, everyday life, and friends. As he spoke I admired his light grey sweat pants and simple black tee shirt, rustling around his body as he enthusiastically told an elaborate story.
His flowy black hair was lightly slicked down and damp from a shower he had taken before I got here still managing to lay flawlessly around his face. The more he spoke the more I realized how infatuated by him I truly was. He was passionate about everything he did in life, kind hearted, loyal, hilarious, talented, and drop dead gorgeous. My heart ached as we playfully shoved each other or brushed up against the other 'accidentally' in passing conversation.
The tension in the room turned to something more desperate as we both could recognize our feelings for each other. I wanted to touch him more than anything I have ever wanted in my life. Seeming to reciprocate how I felt Jungkook started telling a story with a mischievous look in his eyes, " A couple years ago we were at an awards ceremony waiting at our table as the president of the establishment gave a long drawn out speech. It was so boring that V made a bet with us that if anyone laughed during the ceremony we owed him 22,000 won (or about $20).
We all prepared ourselves for the goofy faces and funny dances to try and crack us, but we quickly realized he had disappeared. Frantic we let our guard down as he had climbed under the table to pin my legs down and start tickling and poking my sides. I was laughing so hard I was crying, on camera, in front of millions of people as everyone there watched. The best part? You couldn't see V at all so I just looked like an idiot." His story had me in borderline tears laughing as I realized this was my cue to get closer to him.
"Well it is a good thing I am super not ticklish, V would never get me with something like that!" Noticing I took the bait his eyes glimmered with mischief yet again, "Oh really?" In an instant he was mercilessly tickling me as we rolled around on the couch in random jerking motions. Being extremely ticklish I begged him to stop between cry laughs and ragged breaths to no avail. Finally the barrage of tickles came to an end as I realized I was now laying on top of him. My body shifted in an attempt to get up, but his arms wrapped around my back pulling me back down.
My head rested on his chest as I listened to his quickening heart beat and breathing. The fresh scent of soap and leather calmed me as my hands lightly clutched his shirt, obediently staying in my position. "Listen about the other night…I didn't mean to take off like that I was just scared I would hurt you and panicked. I'm not… I didn't…" His sentence trailed off as he seemed to struggle to find the right words to say in this situation.
Seeing as Rapmonster was right on the money with his assumption, I propped myself up on my elbow to look at him, more than relieved it wasn't because he hated me. The eye contact made him look away almost immediately blushing, "what I mean is… I'm sorry." His apology humbled me as I listened to the beautiful pop star take into consideration my feelings. "Please don't be sorry and I don't care if you hurt me. I just want to be with you here, while I still can be."
The leather couch squeaked in disapproval as my body shifted up to kiss him, unable to take the distance any longer. Seeming to be in agreement he readily kissed back, tightening his hold around my waist. With no one to interrupt us, he ran his tongue across my bottom lip begging to deepen the kiss. Our tongues mingled as he shifted us upright, leaving him in a sitting position while I straddled his waist with my legs.
Wasting no time, our bodies pressed closer together while I ran both my hands through his soft straight hair, lightly tugging for emphasis. A soft moan escaped his lips as I trailed kisses down his porcelain smooth neck, pausing every once in a while to leave gentle bites. I could feel his bulge underneath me twitching egging me on to continue our kissing battle. My hands wandered under his shirt, pushing it up to trace the lines of his abs and chest while my hips moved on their own over his.
Heavy panting filled the room as we pulled apart momentarily for air, "You've really thought this one through haven't you?" He teased between breaths. He had no idea just how much I've thought about it. I bit my lower lip eyeing him as his hands weaved into my hair, exposing my neck. He reciprocated the trail of kisses while tugging up at the seam of my shirt, looking for permission. Nodding fervently, the fabric found its way over my head, letting the chilly air of the room caress my now exposed stomach and back.
"Wow", he breathed out running his hands over the jet black lace bra, taking in the scenery before him. After silently thanking every God like deity out there for allowing me to remember to wear the stunning black lace underwear combo, I giggled watching him try to unlatch the back of it. Expertly, I unhooked the back and slowly pushed the straps off my shoulders in a flashy way. "Maybe this time I'll be the one to put on a show for you", I purred seductively, drinking in his stunned reaction.
The bra fell to the floor with a 'thud' and his hands were all over me in seconds. I bit back moans as his tongue made heated circles around one breast and his hand twirled the other. My hand sloppily found its way into Jungkook's hair again, affirming my enjoyment while I lazily played with the band of his sweatpants. Suddenly in one smooth motion, my hands were being held above my head, his grip loosely keeping them both in place.
"If you keep doing that, I won't be able to stop", he growled looking up at me with hooded eyes. "Bring it on Mr. Maknae." I thought to myself, intent on calling his bluff. I slid my hands out of his grip to pull him into another sultry kiss hoping to cause a distraction. Testing his resolve, I stroked his erection through his sweatpants, earning a satisfying moan in return. "I warned you," he rasped, hooking his arms under my legs to pick me up bridal style.
Cold luxurious sheets embraced my back as I bounced slightly on the bed from being set down. My skirt was discarded onto the floor, leaving me only in thin lace panties. Coming to the conclusion that Jungkook was wearing entirely too many clothes, I followed suit in casting his shirt into the room as I rolled on top of him again. Slowly, I placed feather light kisses down his chest, abdomen, and waist stopping right above his waist band.
I palmed his erection in deliberate up and down motions while coercing his sweatpants down. As the pants were thrown into oblivion, I almost had to take a moment to pinch myself to see if this truly was reality. It was huge and anatomically perfect in every way imaginable. I felt sorry for the Greek sculptors who missed out on carving his naked body into a solid marble statue. Without breaking eye contact my tongue lapped its way up his length, pausing briefly to sink the tip into my mouth.
"Oh my God", he hissed throwing his head back in pleasure while I continued swirling my tongue. The room was filled with sucking noises as my mouth and hands worked together to methodically pick up the pace. Jungkook's hand coiled into my hair roughly pushing his dick farther and farther into my mouth with each thrust. I could feel his body tense up as I went even faster bringing him closer and closer to the edge. "I'm gonna… I'm", choked out of his mouth right as I stopped all together.
The confused and desperate look on his face made me giggle right as my back once again hit the bed sheets. "So that's the game we're playing huh…" murmured out of his mouth as he pinned me down on the massive bed. Finding it hard to believe this was still the same inexperienced baby of BTS, he guided the rest of my clothing off in a flash. He made expert use of his fingers while his tongue flicked in and out, teasing me.
"So wet", he mumbled aloud gaining small whimpers in return as he dragged one or two fingers in and out in rhythm. I shifted, tightly grabbing at the sheets getting closer and closer to coming undone by just his touch alone. I was practically seeing stars by the time he withdrew his hands all together, teasing me in the same way I teased him. "Very funny," I retorted while he positioned himself above me. I lightly dragged my thumb across his darkened lips still wet with saliva pulling him into another needy kiss.
"Please", I begged him between heated kisses, "I want you." He pulled back to look at me, eyes hungrily assessing my body as he thought. "You know I've never…done anything like this with someone before..." he trailed off turning a cute shade of red. To save him from his embarrassment I pressed my forehead against his to reassure him. "Please Jungkook, I need you", I mewled at him unhurriedly trying to recover after his picture perfect smile he had in response.
Satisfied with my permission I could feel him very slowly entering, testing how much force to use. I wrapped both arms around his neck to kiss him, encouraging him to press on. The feeling of his cock completely sinking into my body enticed loud moans from both of us in the quiet room. I ran my nails down his back and hips as the pace quickened, matching his rhythm with my hips. The snapping sound of his thrusts were almost drowned out by the own sounds coming out of my mouth, intent on enjoying every second.
Our bodies were slick with sweat as his scent was making me almost feel intoxicated. Time literally felt as though it had stopped as tight coiling sensations came and went, torturing me with desire. Jungkook's body tensed above me while the rhythm suddenly became sloppy and out of pace. He was breathing heavily, sweat dripping from his forehead with hair disheveled, "Oh God… I'm gonna cum", he fumbled out focusing more on his actions than speaking. Being fairly certain that the earth stuttered on its axis from how perfect the moment was, I drowned in pleasure while he rode out the intense orgasm.