Chào các bạn! Vì nhiều lý do từ nay Truyen2U chính thức đổi tên là Truyen247.Pro. Mong các bạn tiếp tục ủng hộ truy cập tên miền mới này nhé! Mãi yêu... ♥

21

"Alright, I think that's a good place to stop for today. I think we covered most of the important things." Jimin stated as he leaned over, gently grabbing the notepad from your hands once you finished writing down the next few rules. Your list totaled 15 rules (7 of which consisted of Asterisks), ranging from what not to do, what to do, what words to use, signals of wanting to stop, etc.


It felt odd to you, knowing that Jimin most likely wouldn't even touch you, but you still needed 'stop' commands. Jimin insisted it would make you more comfortable, which you weren't entirely certain about yet. So far, you haven't felt a need for Jimin to stop fucking a girl in front of you. After all, it is just a kink game, isn't it?


"Okay, do you want me to make a copy of the contract for you?" you asked, looking over at Jimin as you ripped the page of the rules from his notepad, handing him the notepad with the blank pages. He looked down at the notepad as he looked up at you. He smiled softly before he looked down at the floor.


"You can send me a copy whenever you get the chance to, baby," he started before licking his lips to look up at you, eyes locking with yours before his eyes drifted down to stare at your lips. "I have the rules memorized already."


"Memorized? I think you're taking this a little too seriously, Jimin."


"When it comes to doing my best to not offend you, being safe is better than being disrespectful."


Your brows raised in shock for a moment before you slowly started to nod. You watched as Jimin's tongue started to glide along his lower lip, his eyes still looking at your lips. He noticed you watching his eyes and met your eye contact before smiling at you.


"We didn't settle one thing though," Jimin stated before looking into your eyes. He stepped forward, taking one of your hands in his before he spoke. "If you feel you don't want to do this anymore, just let me know." He said with a soft smile.


"What makes you think that would happen?" Jimin's soft eyes turned slightly colder as he stared at you. He ran his fingers through his hair, nervously tugging at the ends as he did so.


"J-just in case you... end up liking someone else or feel too weird about the situation, or something."


End up liking someone else? Why was that the first thought to form in his head?


Jimin noticed your hesitation and decided to open his mouth once more. "I-I mean... y-you can still see people while we have this game going on. I just-just in case you... feel guilty doing this game while you're... um... seeing... someone." You raised your eyebrows as you looked up at Jimin, softly digging your teeth into your plump lower lip.


"O-oh... right. Is that because you're casually dating someone?" You asked, glancing down. Once your eyes looked up at Jimin, he had stepped closer to you and gently placed his hand on yours. He stared down at you while shaking his head immediately.


"No," he stated softly. He then took a deep breath before looking into your eyes. "I just... don't want you to feel like you're stuck in this game if you had your eye on someone else." He simply stated before shoving his hands into his pockets. You nodded your head for a moment, seeing the longing look in Jimin's eyes.


Bored? Of a man who lets me test out my kinks?


________________________________________________________________________________


Monday morning, you walked into the office wearing a white button-up shirt, black slacks and a pair of black Gucci high heels that your father had gotten you for your birthday. In your hand was a matching Gucci purse given to you by your mother.


As you walked in, you gave a friendly smile to all your coworkers. Seeing your boss, you gave him a small smile and a wave.


"Good morning, Mr. Jung." You stated before walking over to your desk, placing your purse on your desk before reaching in to silence your phone. Stuffing your phone back into your purse, you opened your drawer, placing your purse into it. You leaned over, turning on your computer before looking up only to find a pair of black eyes staring at you. You slightly gasp, placing your hand over your chest, startled by the black eyes staring down at you. "Oh my gosh, Jungkook you scared me."


"Oh, sorry." He stated before letting out a soft laugh. His eyes slightly crinkled as he smiled down at you for a moment. "Just wanted to say good morning."


"Oh. Well, good morning, Jungkook." You stated with a small smile. He looked down at your lips while you smiled before he nodded his head. He returned the smile for a moment before he turned and started walking to his desk. You started logging onto your computer before glancing over curiously at Jungkook once more. He was leaning down, turning on his computer and you couldn't help but notice how nice his body is.


He was dressed in a pair of black slacks that curved his butt nicely. He was wearing a blue button-up shirt with the sleeves rolled up, revealing about two-thirds of his forearm. You noticed the veins in his arms sticking out as he put one hand on the desk to lift his upper body up when he fully stood up. Deciding you didn't want to get caught staring, you turned to face your desk once more, your freshly painted nails typing along the keyboard of your computer.


You opened the work folder on your computer and started working on the files that your boss had assigned to you for the week. Focused on your screen, you didn't realize that the secretary was standing in front of your desk, staring down at you while timidly trying to get your attention. You glanced up, feeling a pair of eyes on you before you smiled up at her.


"Hi, Miss Y/N. I-um..." she started stuttering before glancing back at the door leading towards the front entrance of the building. "There's a woman here to see you, she says she's your mother... her name is Y/M/N." Your eyes widened at her words as you started to feel guilty about not contacting your mom since the week you had first moved in.


"Oh, um... yes that's my mother. I'll go ahead and talk to her." You stated. The secretary nervously followed behind you, most likely trying to make sure the woman was really your mother. There had been an incident of a woman coming into the office and claiming she was someone's noona, but it turned out she was just someone who had a big crush on the employee.


Once you got up from your desk and headed towards the front entrance, you smiled anxiously as soon as you opened the door to see your mom standing there. Your mom's eyes met yours and soon enough, she was pulling you into a warm embrace, nearly suffocating you in front of the secretary standing behind you, watching as her nervousness turned into her struggling not to laugh at your facial expression.


"Mom, I-I can't breathe." You started as you slowly unwrapped your arms from around her.


"Oh? Well that's what happens when my only child starts living on her own and doesn't bother contacting me when she said she'd call me once a week." Your mother released you, her arms immediately crossing over her chest while her foot tapped on the ground. One of her eyebrows was lifted as she waited for the excuse to fly out of your mouth.


"I'm sorry, mom. I got called in to work last weekend and I was trying to get to know the neighborhood better. Not only that, Joy stopped by to help me unpack and she ended up being hung over, so I had to take care of her."


"Well, I guess that's okay... but a text takes seconds to send, you know." Your mom said before reaching down and handing you a medium-sized box. "I talked to your father on the phone the other day and he mentioned that he wanted to give you something to put in your new home. It came in the mail yesterday. I stopped by your place to bring it, but the lights were off, and you didn't answer my call." You looked down at the box before opening it. A small smile formed on your face once you saw the gift inside.


It was a photo album filled with copies of your childhood photos, including pictures of you painting when you were little, pictures of you learning to swim, pictures of you learning to walk and even some pictures of you cuddled up with your parents when you were a baby.


You brushed your fingers along the pages of the photo album before deciding to turn another page. Inside were two written notes, one from your mother and one from your father telling you how proud they are about your achievements. You looked up at your mom with a wide smile on your face before pulling her into a tight hug. She let out a laugh and hugged you back before pulling away.


"Don't forget to call your father and I this week, okay? Your father is busy with work, so he doesn't make a big of a deal about it as I do, but you better not forget this time." She wagged a finger in your face before grabbing her purse and placing it on her shoulder.


"Do you have work today mom?"


"Yes, but it's only a half day for me. I should get going though, since my work is on the other side of town," she started turning around before she stopped herself. A small grin formed on her lips as she then spoke. "By the way, last night I bumped into one of your neighbors. His name was Jimmy or something along those lines. He seems like a very nice man... handsome, too. Maybe you should start focusing on getting to know your neighbors instead of spending all of your time cooped up in this office." Your eyes widened at her words. She noticed your expression and let out a tiny giggle before waving her fingers at you.


"Bye, sweetie, don't forget to call me this week." She stated before walking out of the door, leaving you with your jaw dropped, mouth open and eyes wide in shock as you watched the woman exit your workplace.


******

I'm back from my vacation! However, my mental health state has been rather... bad lately. I've been very depressed and my anxiety has been through the roof, so please bear with me with the upcoming chapters.

I might have some sad chapters upcoming, but we'll see about it.

I will be writing more now that I'm back. Don't worry, I'll eventually explain what happened with Jimin's previous fuck buddy and I will also explain more about why I wrote Y/N to be so shy and insecure during some parts and confident in other parts.

Happy New Year for everyone who has experienced it already, and Happy Early New Year for those of you who are still in 2019

Much love ❤

Bạn đang đọc truyện trên: Truyen247.Pro