*THIS IS A LEMON/SMUT/LIME CHAPTER* kind of.

Explicit content ahead, read at your own risk.

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You both break away from the kiss once again, gasping for breath, because of the fact you were both just having a make-out session. It is kinda hard to breathe when your kissing someone.

"Your innocence is running away... and I'm still getting my breath back, looks like I won't be able to chase after it." Jungkook smirks at you, leaning in.

"Looks like I'm gonna lose it."

"Thank god for that..."

You fall onto your back and Jungkook hovers himself over you, his hands by your head and his knees by your thighs. Talking about thighs, his fingertips slowly make their way up your thighs as Jungkook pecks your lips, cheeks, neck, collarbone and chest. Well, the exposed part anyway. The kisses are sweet and gentle, that is until he reaches that one spot, the spot by your collarbone that drives you mad. This spot is known to some as the 'sweet spot'.

"K-Kookie.... Mhmmm...." You moan.

He looks up at you, his lips still attached to your soft [Skin colour] skin. His dark brown eyes meet with your [Eye colour] ones. Both of which holding one emotion; lust. One of seven, deadly sins. A sin you were just to commit. But, as they say, lust is only a sin if one is not attracted to one other. You were attracted to this handsome beast though, right? So in that case; was this really a sin?

His hands remove themselves from your thighs and start moving towards the thick straps of your dress/skirt. (Both had straps). Taking his sweet, precious time to remove them from yor delicate shoulders, he kisses you passionately on the lips. Every now and then, whispering sweet nothings to you, promises and blissful words.

Now having the straps off your shoulders, you grab the hem of your dress/shirt and slowly start pulling it down.

*Ring Ring Ring*

"Ignore it." You smirk, but Jungkook is too focused on your ringing phone.

"It's an unknown number."

"Doesn't matter."

"YOUR DREAM JOB!" Jungkook slaps you back into reality, but didn't actually slap you.

"I wanna big house, big car and big rings but sasireun I don't have any big dreams."

"Shut the fuck up and answer that phone."

You huff out your anger and your hand moves towards your phone. You pick it up and answer the call, putting it to your ear.

"Hello, is this _____ _____?" Asks the person on the phone.

"Yes. It is." You reply slightly angered.

"Well congratulations! You got the job!"

"W-What?" You tuck some loose strands of hair behind your ear. As you do, Jungkook picks up the glass of water he notices and starts to sip it.

Something tells you he is ignoring your words so you secretly whisper something to your phone, "Okay. Thank you..."

Suddenly, Jungkook looks back at you and you start yelling.

"WHAT? NO! OF COURSE NOT! I THINK THIS IS A WRONG NUMBER! NOPE! JOESONGHABNIDA!
ANNYEONGHI GASEYO!" You quickly hang up and slam the phone down onto your coffee table.

"Was I wrong?" Jungkook asks raising an eyebrow.

"Not only you... Then on the phone were too, got the wrong number." You smile flicking your hair over your shoulder, "I'm kinda tired."

"Yeah me, too. I want to call Jimin to take me home but I also don't."

"You probably should to sort things out, or... you could stay the night." Your eyebrows wiggle up and down.

"Don't do that, it's scary."

"Bedtime selca?"

"Hoe no!"

"Bitch."

"Woof woof."

"Wow amazing."

You get up and start walking away, heading to your bedroom when you start hearing footsteps following behind you. Then you hear a loud bang, the sound of someone falling on hardwood floor.

"JUNGKOOK WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU?!" You yell turning around, seeing a shirtless Jungkook looking like he's dead on the floor. His body is completely sprawled out, his back slowly lifting then falling from him breathing. Then you hear his muffled voice.

"Help me with life, _____."

You stamp your foot and let out a sigh you didn't know you were holding in, then, March over to Jungkook before he looks up at you with a confused face.

"So what chu bout to do?"

"MAKE UP YOUR MIND BITCH!"

"Nah... leave me here to rot..." his head slams back onto the hardwood floor, "Ouch..."

You can practically smell is pout and the salty tears falling from his eyes. What has he gotten himself into, you ask yourself feeling sorry for him. The pity overtakes you and you go and lay next to him on your back, facing up at the ceiling and light hanging from that same ceiling.

"I'm in a right state... Jimin will hate me... and so will the others, thinking that I use everyone too an advantage..." He forces himself into his back.

Both of you turn to face each other, his eyes full of tears, your full of sympathy. Each of your eyes hold different emotions, tightly. As if it's a feeling you rarely feel. This sad, depressing moment is ruined by you smiling widely.

"Jungkook no one can think that of you. Everyone loves you, you have your fans, the rest of Bangtan and me to support you. Never feel alone -- unless your on the toilet." You sit up and gesture a hug, Jungkook follows your actions and accepts your hugs. The room is now silent for a few seconds, until it's broken by Jungkook's sweet voice.

"Did someone really get the wrong number?" Jungkook pulls back from the hug and smirks at you.

"Yes! Of course it was!" You reply.

"No it wasn't."

"Yes it was."

"No it wasn't."

"Yes it was."

"No it wasn't."

"No... it wasn't..." You give into Jungkook, "Well, imma go sleep. You can stay the night. Do you want to?"

"Yeah... Jebal..." He slowly gets back to his feet.

"Okay, come. Follow me." You indicated for him to follow you.

He obeyed yor orders and started walking towards you, this told you he would follow your footsteps so you started walking towards you room; Jungkook following behind you. Both of you reached your bedroom, you opened the door.

"Well this is were my dreams about you happen." You laugh, Jungkook joins in with a small pity laugh.

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