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I wake up earlier than him, feeling almost the whole weight of his body on my back as he keeps sleeping peacefully -and I know that because I can hear him snoring. As I try to move away to get up, his hands hold a tighter grip around my body and he lets out a whine.

I really wonder how he does it whenever he wakes up first, because it's impossible to move an inch without feeling that my heart will escape through my mouth. I don't want to wake him up.

I finally manage to get off him, sliding my body as slow as I can over the mattress, until my feet touch the ground. I look for something to wear while I'm here, finding the shirt he was wearing last night wrinkled on the floor.

I surround the bed, heading to his night stand to pick a pair of boxers to wear while I'm here. Although it seems like today there's nothing working out my way. I try to pull the drawer as gently as I can, but it gets stuck. There's only a thin line that allows me to see the fabrics and distinguish the different colors, but it isn't open enough to slide my fingers inside and get the first one I'm able to pick. So I pull harder, almost falling on my ass when the drawer gives in, making the nightstand shake in its place, with the four legs hitting the ground loudly.

I turn to him worried, just to find him lying on his back, lips slightly parted and brows furrowed.

I pick the black ones, put them on and hide them under the buttoned shirt. I step outside, a bit blinded by the shining rays of sunshine coming through the window, forcing me to close my eyes almost immediately.

I make my way to the kitchen, getting ready to prepare breakfast. Even if I just end up preparing some coffee and toasts, I put all my focus on it, making sure I get everything ready when he wakes up. But I know all that won't happen when two warm palms cover the side of my hips, and his lips leave a trail of kisses from my shoulder to my jaw.

—What are you preparing? —he rests his chin on my shoulder.

—Coffee, toasts —I point to the apples and the grapes—, and I wanted to cut some fruit, too. I wanted to do it before you woke up.

—Should I go back to bed and pretend I saw nothing?

—You should —I start peeling one of the two apples—. You ruined the surprise.

I feel his fingers moving all over my hips, until his arms are wrapped around my waist and his body is fully glued to mine, with his chin now resting at the top of my head.

—Babe, I can't move further from you now. Sorry.

He taps my belly when I start cutting the big grapes in two and I instantly understand what he wants. I raise my hand over my head, giving him one before I cut it.

—Hmm, it's so sweet —he cheers, doing a tiny dance and making me move unconsciously.

—Is it? —I look back at him— Let me taste it.

Jungkook leans in, linking his lips to mine in a soft kiss. The slight sweet flavor of the grape still resting on his tongue, whenever I moved mine on his, makes this kiss even more addictive. I turn on my feet, just to be able to kiss him more deeply.

—I'm starving —he whispers when we break the kiss.

—I won't take long.

But he chuckles, pinching my chin before he leans over me again, rubbing his lips on mine.

—I'm not starving for food.

His fingers tangle on the elastic of his boxers, and after feeling the reverse of his digits on my skin, I feel the fabric sliding down my legs, falling around my ankles. With barely any effort, and after I kicked those boxers away, he lifts my body and lays it on the counter. I squirm when I feel the cold porcelain surface of the worktop on my burning skin, although I don't have too much time to think about it before my focus goes to Jungkook's tongue and lips digging in between my folds with no previous warning.

While supporting my body with my left hand on the counter, I push his bangs away from his face. He smirks as soon as he's aware that my eyes are on him, and that cocky look along with that vicious smile -with his tongue sticking out between his white teeth to mess with me-, it turns me on even more.

He slides two fingers in, moving them rhythmically in and out. The wet sounds of his fingers digging deeper don't take long to fill the room, harmonizing with my moans to make the lewdest combination of sounds.

—I can't get enough of you —he kisses my inner thigh, still moving his fingers.

—I know —I open my eyes—, and I really need you to fuck me now.

He takes my t-shirt off, his mouth directly going down to my tits to capture one of my hard nipples with his lips. He keeps finger fucking me, moving his digits faster just to add his thumb on my clit to turn me into a begging mess right now.

All of a sudden, he moves his hand away and bites the space in between my two breasts. I think he might get on it now, but instead he steps back

—Fuck, the condom —he mutters.

He runs out of the kitchen, and returns with a wide smile and a bright wrapping in his hand. It must be a new record, because he takes his boxers off, opens the wrapping and wraps himself with the latex in a blink of an eye.

His eyebrows frown, and his lips part as he gasps when he finally thrusts in. My relief moan and his low groan is the sexiest mix I've ever heard.

—You feel so good —he moans, once he's balls deep in my pussy.

He sways his hips, holding me by my thighs to keep me spread and close to him. I hold onto his shoulders, moving my hips against his to get occasionally that needed friction on my clit that makes my pussy clench around him.

—Kook —I moan, breathing into him when he leans closer just to trace my lips with his tongue—, you fuck me so good.

We're so deep into each other, so deep into the pleasure, so lost in what we are feeling right now, that we aren't aware someone came in until it's too late.

—Fuck, sorry.

I can't help but scream when there's a third voice in the room, and I rush to cover myself on Jungkook's chest, thinking that'd actually make a difference.

—I had the earphones on —I can recognize Mark's voice—, and you never bring girls here... I'll wait for you outside.

I look at Jungkook, moving my hands away from my face when I hear the front door closing. He just sighs, and lets his head fall heavily on my shoulder.

—I forgot he'd come to pick me up today.

—You think he saw me?

—I don't know —he kisses my neck—. He never uses those fucking keys, and decided to use them today —he mutters annoyed.

He stands straight again, his expression slightly changes from annoyance to that flirty look as he lays his eyes on me.

—Where were we?

—You were leaving —I giggle when I hear him whine—. Don't act like we don't have a lot of time to actually do this —I peck his lips.

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I move nervously on the front door, walking in circles as I try to think how we will introduce the topic. When I came up with the idea of being honest about our relationship, I was bored at home. Too bored to actually think of what I was planning on doing. It's not until now that I realize that maybe Soo won't like the idea of us dating -not because I had done anything that could make her hate it, but because we are friends. Right now I just came up with the idea that Tam might get mad as well -I talked about him with her, but I never said it was him who I was talking about.

Jungkook walks to me calmly, giving me a smile trying to make me feel better and ease my own thoughts.

—Why are you so nervous?

—What if Soo hates me for dating you? What if she thinks I only became friends with her to get close to you?

—Was that what happened? —he jokes— Cocktease, she won't think any of those things. I bet she'll go crazy when she knows you're the girl I've been talking about.

He tries to give me a comforting smile, before kissing my forehead and letting me lead the way inside. They all are already inside, at the same table we were sitting at for Tammy's party yesterday, chatting and laughing like they usually do, until they see us getting close to where they are.

All of them greet us and try to make us join their two different conversations. We hang out like we usually do, it's all jokes and laughs, and slowly our big group divides into two without realizing -and until Melanie comes up with the key question.

—Jungkook, you said you had something to tell us —she gets his attention, interrupting his conversation with Mark—. When are you going to tell us?

—Well, actually... —he looks at me, which makes everyone look at me as well— We have something to tell you.

It's like he's getting ready to drop the bomb, and making sure -at the same time- that I'm comfortable and ready for him to say it, but he gets interrupted.

—You two are dating —Melanie simply says.

I look at Jungkook surprised, and he looks at me the exact same way, just to drive his eyes back to our group of friends.

—You knew? —I ask.

—We all knew —Soo shrugs.

—For how long? —Jungkook frowns, trying to understand what's happening.

—Quite a while —Tammy answers now—. It's not like you two were great at hiding.

—Wait, you three knew? —Mark looks at his girlfriend confused.

—I knew you had something going on when you showed up in the training and went straight to her —Soo answers, looking back at us—. And the other day at the hospital it just confirmed it for me.

—I knew about it last night —Mel puckers her lips—. I left something in the pub, and when I was returning there, I saw you two making out.

—I didn't know at a particular moment —Tammy shrugs—. When you were mad, she was mad. When Y/n was back at talking about the mysterious guy, you were back at talking about the mysterious girl. You also kept staring at each other whenever you were in the same place... I didn't know you were dating, but it was obvious there was something going on.

—Wait —Mark says—, so you are the one I saw this morning?

I was hoping he wouldn't bring it up, but here we are. Slowly dropping my gaze to my thighs, I nod. And thank god it's a question that just floats in the air, with anyone barely paying attention to it.

—I can't believe you didn't tell me —I hear Soo's voice, forcing myself to look up and finding her walking to me—.But oh my god, you two look so cute together —she comes to hug me.

—Soo, you'll scare her away —I hear Jungkook say.

After the big bomb was dropped, I realized I was overthinking a little too much. Not only because they all saw it coming somehow, but how they seemed to be supportive of it as soon as they knew.

I head to the counter, just to ask for another coke. I recognize the girl that takes my order as soon as she stands in front of me, she was the one who was looking at me and Jin the other day, and the same one that managed to sneak a pic of us to use it against me with Jungkook.

—So you're the paparazzi? —I ask, once she gives me a glass full of ice and a can of coke.

—About that... I'm sorry. Tae told me you were Jungkook's "new thing", and when I saw you with that other man... Well, I wanted to protect Jungkook from another heartbreak.

I scoff, looking down for a few seconds, before I look up again and fix my eyes on her.

—What you did wasn't protection though —I shake my head—. Sneaking a pic of me with my boss, and running with a different narrative, trying to make Jungkook believe he was being cheated on, wasn't for protection. We both know what your intentions were.

I see her move her feet hysterically, at the same time she looks away and bites her lip. So I was right, she only did it because she hoped she'd be able to get in his pants. There are a lot of different answers that go through my head right now, all of them more childish than the previous thought.

I lick my lips, and take my things, before speaking one last time.

—It's all fine for me now —I shrug—. But don't try to get on my or Jungkook's business again.

Was that sentence a warning for a possible consequence of her future actions? Certainly not, but it's enough for me to make her believe it is. And it sounded pretty good, too.

Jungkook seems concerned when I walk back to the table, and he leans closer to me to ask me what happened back there.

—I just cleared some things up —I shrug.

When I look down at him, he's smiling. He gives me a soft kiss on my shoulder, going back to sitting properly on his seat.

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