【 Jungkook 】

The sound of the door closing and locking behind you could be heard as you stepped foot into the dimly lit apartment, shoes gently being kicked off at the entrance and exchanged for the house slippers before you with weary steps began heading up towards the loft area— tired from yet another long day at work and looking forward to just snuggling up underneath the warmth of the duvet for some much needed shut-eye. And so you lazily dropped your bag down on the ground next to the drawer before slowly pulling your shirt off in order to change into something more comfortable to sleep in.

However, the sudden warmth of two hands ever so gently settling at the curve of your waist as if not to startle you, shortly followed by feather-like kisses slowly being placed on the exposed skin of your shoulder and neck proved to be quite an effective distraction from the task at hand, as you immediately couldn't help but hum softly whilst leaning into the pleasurable comfort; tiredness and previous desire to wash up and go to sleep now long gone just like that shirt you had been holding which now laid discarded somewhere on the bedroom floor.

After a little while longer of staying like that and just enjoying the soothingly warm embrace from the other, you then allowed yourself to be turned around and gently pinned down onto the bed— feeling how those addictive pecks and nibbles resumed and slowly trailed up from your collarbones to your neck and finally capturing your lips into an equally as addictive kiss; sweet yet at the same time oh so sensual, one which seemingly neither wished to part from anytime soon.

There was a sense of unspoken longing in the air as your bodies tightly clung to one another, fingers instinctively tangling themselves into his soft locks while he reached down to intimately cup your cheek in return. The fabric of his shirt which had been pressing and rubbing against the bare skin of your chest like a dreadful obstacle thus far, finally being discarded when the two of you momentarily pulled apart to catch your breaths— a familiar deep and breathy chuckle followed by a teasingly mumbled out ''Not gonna throw a pillow at me this time, are you?'' finally urging your eyes to flutter open and meet the ones of–

Jungkook: ...Taehyung-ah?

An audible gasp immediately emitted past your lips as your body jolted awake, breaths ragged and hitched while you tugged at your hair in sheer disbelief at what you just had dreamt about; repeatedly whispering out strings of curses and self-proclaimed insanity for having dreamt something so inappropriate and lewd about someone who's going through such a rough time— no scratch that, someone who literally isn't alive anymore.

No matter how long you pondered on it, the dream had just felt so incredibly yet also disturbingly real— almost like some sort of memory from an alternate reality, except it obviously wasn't. Nevertheless, despite your desperate attempts to go back to sleep in order to hopefully forget any of that surreal nonsense, it quickly proved to be difficult as both your mind and body inevitably remained in a restless state after having abruptly woken up from something like that.

And so after a while of helplessly twisting and turning, you eventually gave up and dragged yourself out of bed in the hopes that a glass of water hopefully would help soothe you— feet tiredly dragging as you rubbed your sleep-drunken eyes whilst heading downstairs.

Taehyung: Oh, you're up early?

A startled gasp instantly escaped past your lips as your eyes immediately shot over towards where the voice had come from, finally noticing the entity whom happened to be laying on the couch busying himself by reading a book; heart rapidly pounding in your chest as you cursed under your breath whilst leaning against the wall for support.

Jungkook: F-Fucking hell ghostie, why are you up at this hour?!

The male calmly set the book aside before sitting upright, moonlight making parts of him look slightly more transparent than usual as he uttered out a calm but factual ''Ghosts can't sleep, remember?'' before flashing you a soft grin— something which you had known for a long while now yet in a moment of flustered stupidity entirely forgotten, so you faintly stuttered out a timid ''R-right...'' before quickly scurrying past the male and into the kitchen to get further away from his already analyzing gaze.

Taehyung: What's the matter? You look and act like you've seen a ghost.

His playful remark earned a soft and snarkily scoffed out ''Ha, funny ghostie.'' accompanied by a subtle eye roll, though you simultaneously couldn't help but attempt to bite back the faint smile which threatened to pull on your lips whilst pouring yourself a cup of water— gaze slowly trailing back over to meet the entity's curious eyes while the grip around your mug tightened subconsciously, attempting to appear unfazed by anything as you calmly leaned against the kitchen counter, yet quickly having your cover blown by the way both your usually steady hands now held on to the cup carefully as if you were afraid to drop it otherwise.

Jungkook: H-How about you? You seemed somewhat deep in thought just now— still thinking 'bout the flashback?

There was a moment of silence while the entity seemed to ponder on the matter, though after a little while he calmly shrugged before flashing you a lighthearted grin.

Taehyung: Sort of? My mind does occasionally trail back to it, but I feel surprisingly at peace with the matter of my past life now. I don't really see the point in putting energy into worrying about it anymore, because as I said before, if I'm meant to recall anything more then it can come back to me in due time— and if not... then I'm okay with that too.

You nodded slowly in acknowledgment while once again bringing the cup of water up to your lips for another sip; there was no denying that there had been a visible shift of relief in the male ever since the flashback had occurred— yet somehow, something about it all still caused your stomach to stir with an inexplicable sense of anxiousness, though surely that's just useless worrying.

Another moment of silence now lingered in the apartment as you accidentally ended up zoning out— mind still in a jumbled sense of disbelief as it unwillingly drifted off to the events of that unforgettable but also incredibly inappropriate dream once again, nervously gulping as you stole another few glances at the oblivious entity whom had been a part of such a fantasy; breath hitching when your eyes accidentally ended up locking, earning a confused hum from the male whom obviously sensed there was something on your kind as he cocked his head to the side curiously.

Taehyung: Must I remind you I am not fluent in the language of eye contact, nor am I able to read minds, Jungkook-sshi?

Jungkook: R-right yeah, so uh–... You don't happen to know how to manipulate dreams then either, do you?

A warm chuckle instantly bubbled past his lips as he shook his head slowly in denial, evidently finding your unexpected and undoubtedly strange question rather humorous as he looked over at you whilst crossing his arms.

Taehyung: Of course not— sorry to break it to you petal, but being a ghost is nothing fancy, I'm arguably more powerless than a human... Why?

Fearing the entity would catch on, you instantly shook your head in almost a panicked manner, once again struggling to maintain his intense eye contact as you muttered out a faint ''N-No never mind, it's nothing! Just forget about it...'' before lowering your head and mentally cursing at yourself for asking him such a stupid question. However, this obviously failed to convince the male, as a subtle knowing smirk now tugged on his lips whilst silently watching you take another nervous sip from your cup.

Taehyung: Aha I see... Say, does this question about dreams have anything to do with why you're so feverishly blushed right now?

Upon hearing this, you nearly choked on your drink whilst your doe eyes widened at what was indeed an accurate assumption; hand instinctively reaching up to cover your cheeks whilst beginning to grumble out a defensive ''W-what? I am not blu—'' yet letting the words die on your tongue after noticing the warmth which indeed radiated from your flushed cheeks.

Taehyung: ... Uh-huh, you were saying?

It became painfully evident that whatever attempt of defensive nonsense you were to speak from here on forth only would result in further teasing and risk of exposing yourself more than you already had, and so in order to save whatever there was left of your fragile dignity, you swiftly put the cup down into the sink before piping out a flustered ''S-Shut up— I'm going back to bed, d-don't follow me!''— ignoring the deep chuckle followed by a playful ''Wasn't planning to.'' uttered by the entity as you flusteredly scurried past him and headed back upstairs; hoping you'd be able to fall back asleep and wake up to the realization that this all merely was one big embarrassing dream.

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