03: strip UNO

"Uuuh, the food is here", you squealed running to the door to receive your delivery while Jungkook stayed seated on the couch laughing at your cute excitement.

"So can we actually start playing now after like ten warm-up rounds?", he asked growing impatient.

"You're so eager", you complained coming back into the living room and putting the food down on the couch table.

But he was right, you were stalling the game because you dreaded taking your clothes off in front of him. It's not like you felt uncomfortable around him or he hasn't seen you in a bikini yet -you went swimming together countless times.

It was the fact that this was the first step for every other naughty thing on the list and you'd be crossing a line. And you were sure that what comes next, is a one-way street.

Being pretty excited and nervous about it you had managed to convince him to start playing strip UNO only when the food has arrived. So the time has come.

"Let me take a bite of my taco and then we can begin", you yielded nevertheless.

You bit off a piece off your taco and hummed in happiness. It was as tasty as expected.

"Delicious", you mumbled closing your eyes and letting out a soft sigh.

Jungkook stared at you in awe and giggled seeing you practically melt while eating Mexican food for the first time in your life.

"I still can't believe you ordered both, tacos and sushi", he said unwrapping his taco and opening the box of sushi.

You always wanted to try tacos but you were also in the mood for sushi so you couldn't stop yourself from getting both.

"Don't complain. I know you're the one who's going to eat more than half of the su-", he cut you off by stuffing a big roll of sushi into your mouth with his chopsticks.

You struggled a little and almost spit it all out but since that would be a shameless waste of food, you slowly tried to chew it.

Jungkook laughed seeing you fight with the sushi roll but then the look in his eyes changed as if one had turned a switch. It looked like he had an idea, a bold idea.

He leaned forward, tilted his head to the side and bit off the other half of the sushi roll that didn't fit in your mouth, brushing his lips against yours in the process.

You had to remember yourself how to breathe while trying not to choke on the rest of the sushi in your mouth.

Did he just kiss you?

"The sushi's good too, isn't it?", he asked flippantly giving you a flirtatious look.

But it wasn't really a kiss. Your lips barely touched and he just wanted a bite of your sushi -that happened to be already halfway in your mouth. Friends can do that. Right?

You nodded slowly and finally managed to swallow the sushi after you had chewed carefully. No heimlich manoeuvre today.

"Well then, Y/N-ie. Deal the cards", he asked still watching you with a smirk plastered on his face.

You grumbled in response still mad at him because of the sushi incident but your mind was still hung up on the way his soft lips felt on yours.

You began playing and you had really bad cards. You had to draw cards almost every time and eventually lost against him.

"Strip", he demanded smiling smugly after he put down his last card.

"Fine", you rumbled and took off your left sock.

"You got to be kidding me", he groaned pinching the bridge of his nose, "this is going to take forever. Stop being so prudish. Take off at least both socks."

"Okay", you gave in rolling your eyes, "next round."

You dealt the cards, played and lost.

"Go ahead, take off your hoodie", he said piercing you with devilish eyes.

You sighed deeply and pulled it over your head. You were still wearing a light t-shirt underneath so you weren't fully exposed. Yet.

You played the next round and finally you won. You smiled and urged him to take off a clothing item. He winked at you making you blush instantly and took off his t-shirt.

This time you didn't sneak a peek at him, you just bluntly travelled your eyes over his naked chest down to his abs carving his flawless caramel skin.

"Like what you see?", he asked dealing the cards for the next round.

"No", you answered to defy him and puckered your lips. He chuckled amused and played his first card.

Fourth round, you lost again.

"This is so unfair. You're cheating or something", you whined tugging on the hem of your t-shirt.

"I'm not. Rules are rules, take off that shirt, Y/N", he said with a complacent smile.

You removed your shirt and pressed your lips into a thin line, agitated now that you were only left in your sweatpants and black bra.

You were so glad that you had put on that one instead of the pink one with a ribbon. It seemed more mature.

His eyes slowly wandered over your figure, a small smirk still playing on his lips.

"Stop drooling, Jungkook", you warned him.

"How can I not?", he flirted making eye contact with you just so that your cheeks turned red right on command.

You quickly dealt the cards for the next round so his attention wouldn't be on you anymore. This game seemed to be cursed because you lost again.

"Pants", was the only word he uttered, his eyes never leaving you.

You thanked the universe in silence that you were freshly shaved and wearing plain black panties.

Otherwise it could have been very embarrassing.

So you got up and slowly pulled down your sweatpants, well aware of Jungkook's stare.

Why did you agree to this again?

You couldn't say that you regretted it though. There was something about the adrenaline rush that you felt while standing in front of him only in your underwear and the way he seemed to take off the rest only with his hungry gaze.

You felt... desired. And you liked it.

"If I'm already half-naked I might as well eat", you said changing the subject and sat back down on the couch.

He watched you gleefully with a bunny smile tugging on the corners of his lips. He looked cute but you knew that there were other thoughts happening in his mind.

"Thanks for the food, by the way", you said swallowing the last bit of your taco.

"You're welcome", he said leaning in, "oh, you have there... just a small crumb, wait."

He brought his hand to your face and brushed his thumb over the left corner of your lip staring into your eyes all the time.

Only this slight touch sent sparks through your whole body and you couldn't move or say anything. You were frozen on the spot.

His hand lingered under your chin and a small smile appeared on his lips before he closed the distance between you.

before you get @ me for nothing: it's also okay not to be shaved and wear pink underwear with Bart Simpson's face on it 😌