Day 3 Part 2 - "Desires melded together"

⚠️This is where a weird part comes up, skip it if you're younger than 18 (or 16 idk). Go to the next chapter, lovelies, I'll give you a summary there⚠️

Jungkook let me put his hair in a tight bun, and shut his eyes before taking off his clothes. I unknowingly bit my lips when he stood before me in my naked body.

It was my body that I was looking at, but why was my heart hammering inside my chest so furiously? Why was my throat going dry and my breath hitching every small step I took towards my own self?

I never thought that my body looked nice...

But the only thing running through my mind was how beautiful I looked at that moment and how much I wanted to leave my fingertips on every inch of that smooth skin.

I swallowed harshly before taking his hand and guiding him into the tub. I had to look away every second to calm down my breathing.

No weird thoughts... No weird thoughts...

Once he felt the bubbles covering him until just below the shoulders, he asked, "Can I open my eyes now?"

"No!" I didn't want him to see the blush on my cheeks and ears that definitely occurred because of the steam.

Drawing a deep breath, I touched his neck with a sponge to start washing, but he gasped out loud, making me freeze.

"Can you tell me when you're about to touch me? It seems your skin is really sensitive," he breathed out.

Holy shi- "Okay. I'm starting now."

Washing and rubbing his skin, it was all fine until I finished the upper part that was exposed...

Ignoring the persistent, strange feeling around my center part, I ordered him to stand up and my eyes drank in the glimmering parts of my body when he obliged. Water was streaming down his exposed skin so smoothly, so elegantly.

Snapping out of my daze, I slapped my face to get a grip and continue washing.

He suddenly moaned when I touched the chest area.

A very wrong move from the both of us.

His eyes suddenly opened on their own and I swore I forgot how to breathe when they gazed into mine.

Sweats were running down my face and body while his were covered in small bubbles and droplets of water.

"I told you to warn me," he whimpered before bringing my hand up against his chest once more. "I can't trust you now. Do it while I'm watching you."

My breath got stuck in my throat.

There was this weird, tightening and painful feeling in my crotch area. My pants didn't feel small just a while ago, but now, it was suffocating.

I gasped when I understood what was happening.

I'm having a freaking boner over my freaking self!

"What's wrong?" His expression turned worried as he cupped my face.

I unintentionally groaned, "You're choking me..."

His eyes widened. "What?"

"Stand still!" I quickly rubbed his body with sponge while he tried to stand straight with his hands clutching my shoulders.

I had to think of all the sad dramas that I had watched in my entire life to try and extinguish the rage in my pants.

"There!" I finally finished and took him out of the water before wiping him with a towel, and he wore new clothes with his eyes facing the ceiling.

"Okay, your turn."

I froze.

He's definitely going to see this little accident!

The fact that this wasn't my body was motivating enough to strip in front of him... But I still felt self conscious.

And even after Jungkook refilled the tub after cleaning it, the thing in my pants still felt heavy.

Freeing myself from the tight pants felt like bliss but I felt beyond embarrassed when the thing sprung up on its own.

Covering my crotch, I stood before him with my eyes fixed on the ceiling.

"You can look down if it's difficult for you," he whispered, coming closer. "So I wasn't the only one feeling this way."

He put my hands away to the sides and eyed the obvious bulge before tracing his fingers over my abdomen and abs, making me suck in a breath.

"W-What a-are you doing?" I let out in a whisper.

"It's me... And it's you." His hooded eyes met mine as he glided one of his hands up my chest and I lost my sanity somewhere in the galaxy. "It's both of our desires melded together."

My groin suddenly twitched and my stomach coiled and twisted like crazy.

He suddenly stepped closer, leaving no room between us, and I growled when my painfully throbbing part came in contact with his body.

The steam was starting to blur our visions, just like how our feelings were starting to obscure our conscience.

He pulled me by my nape and hovered his lips over mine, grazing them before whispering, "Please kiss me."

My insides were a mess.

My head was in the clouds, my mind blurred. The feeling of our bodies pressing against each other was driving me insane.

"Jung-" I gasped.

"Please," he whispered again.

He looked utterly desperate, begging me to fulfill both of our cravings.

And so I did.

I didn't think of the consequences of my actions. I didn't dwell on the pain he gave me. I didn't consider the situation we were in, the argument we had. I didn't care about anything else.

The feeling I experienced was overwhelming.

In my eyes, there were only the two of us, yearning for each other.

The whole world stopped moving while we put each other in motion.

Wasting no time, I closed the gap between our lips and kissed him with profound force like I was craving it for ages, longer than I could ever imagine bearing.

His fingers moved up my face and glided up to tangle with my hair, pulling it as his lips moved fervently against mine, pushing forward.

We completely lost ourselves in each other's arms.

I pushed him to the condensed wall a little too harshly to support his weight as I lifted one of his legs up to place it against my hip and rolled my body onto his center while pulling his dress up, unable to stand the aching of my lower part, as my lips kept nibbling his ardently.

His throaty moans were being swallowed by my mouth and he broke the kiss to gasp for air when we became unable to breathe properly.

"Y/N," he whispered into my ear, his warm breath burning my skin, earning a groan from me.

A small voice at the back of my head kept screaming, "What the fuck are you doing, you idiot?!" but that voice was being drowned by our harsh pants and wet kisses.

Even though I was too drunk in the feeling of our bodies melding together, my mind hazy from his kisses along my neck and jawline, there was still something holding me back.

My movements slowed down to a halt as I panted, trying to regain my mind.

"What's wrong?" He whispered, holding my face to make me look at him.

I couldn't look into his eyes.

"This. What we're doing is wrong..." I clenched my eyes shut while choking out, "We shouldn't be doing this. I can't..."

I wanted to feel him, show my love to him but the thought of Miryeong kept tearing my insides apart. I couldn't make both of them go through so much pain because of me. What I wanted and he wanted just now were only on a whim, something we might regret later.

I couldn't do it.

We're not meant to be...

A tear left my eye as I looked anywhere else but his eyes.

Jungkook suddenly wiped my tear and brought my face closer to place soft kisses on my eyes, nose, cheeks and forehead as I closed my eyes to feel the gentle caresses of his lips.

His voice was soft and careful as he whispered, "Just so you know, you can feel my heart beating in your chest, Y/N."

My eyes finally met his as I looked at him confused, wanting to know what he meant.

I inhaled sharply when he placed his hand on my bare chest. "The feelings in my heart, you can feel it, too. You must have understood how I feel about you."

No, I refuse to.

I shook my head.

"Y/N," he started but I cut him off with, "Don't. Don't make this harder than it already is, Jungkook. I just want to get my life back and leave you alone. If we can do that, everything will be fine."

I pulled myself off from him but he grabbed my wrist. The look on his face was distressed and anguished, and I felt my heart drop to my stomach at the sight.

"You're still going on about that? You really want to cut ties with me and leave me again?" He forced himself to say with a trembling voice, pain laced with it. "Do you?"

I bit my lips before walking to the bathtub and getting inside. "Let's finish this quickly, I have work."

After standing still for a few seconds, Jungkook gave up when I didn't say anything else, and walked up to me to start washing.

I couldn't answer him.

Because I didn't want that.

I didn't know what I wanted to do...

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A/N: Writer's block is horrible 😔

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