9 - Losing control

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I'm dancing, trying to enjoy the moment. For the first time, I'm dressed up more confidently and out having fun, but I can't shake the feeling that something's off.

Eunji, my colleague, clearly doesn't seem like she's having a good time. Maybe it would've been better if I had come alone.

Then, I hear her whisper in my ear, "Don't look, but there's a really handsome guy coming toward us."

Of course, I can't resist. I glance over, and there he is – Jungkook. My heart skips a beat when he walks up. He wraps his arm around my waist and greets us both with a warm smile.

"Oh, you two know each other?" Eunji asks, sounding surprised. I nod shyly, still reeling from the sudden closeness of Jungkook's body against mine.

"I'll leave you two to catch up then" Eunji says, hastily grabbing his jacket and heading for the exit. "My favorite show is starting, and I can't miss it!"

I watch her go, suddenly feeling self-conscious about the compromising position Jungkook has me in.

But before I can pull away, he guides me over to a nearby table, his hand never leaving my lower back. As we sit down, I can't help but notice the couple making out heatedly at the next table.

"They're pretty into each other" I remark with a nervous laugh, trying to ease the tension.

Jungkook grins and shakes his head. "Nothing like a bit of public displays of affection to spice things up."

He turns his full attention to me then, those intense eyes of his boring into mine. "I saw you today, by the way. You looked like you were having fun with the kids."

I nod, surprised he noticed. "I work in a nursery, and I take them swimming a lot in the summer. It's nice to get them out of the house and into some fresh air."

"Sounds like a good gig," Jungkook remarks. "You're good with kids."

"Thanks," I say, feeling myself blush. "I love spending time with them."

He reaches out and starts stroking my arm, sending shivers down my spine.

"So, how was your dinner date?" I ask, trying to change the subject before I melt into a puddle right there in the bar.

Jungkook's smile fades slightly. "It didn't really go as planned. Soyoon and I... we've been having some issues lately. We ended up just going to bed early."

I nod, feeling a flicker of guilt for prying. "I'm sorry to hear that. I'm sure you'll figure things out though."

Jungkook's hand slides up to my neck, his fingers gently massaging my skin. "You know what? I don't want to talk about her right now. I just want to focus on you."

My breath catches in my throat as he pulls me closer, his mouth brushing against my ear. "All I've been able to think about since that night is you" he murmurs, his hot breath sending tingles down my spine. "You've completely taken over my mind, doll."

Our faces inch closer until Jungkook speaks, his lips brushing the corner of mine. "Tell me... what made you agree to that night with us? You don't seem like someone who does things like that often."

Gently, I run my fingers through his hair before answering, "My ex broke up with me because he said I was too boring, that there was nothing exciting about me. So I made a bucket list—to prove to myself that I can live an exciting life."

His grip on my thigh tightens, and as we keep talking, our lips graze each other, the space between us growing smaller and smaller. He doesn't kiss me. We both know we shouldn't. But neither of us pulls away, unable to stand even the smallest distance.

"I'd love to see that list someday" he murmurs.

I smirk slightly, tilting my head. "If you're a good boy... maybe one day I'll show you."

I stand up from the chair, straddling his lap as he pulls me against him. I can feel his hardness pressing against me through his pants, and I moan softly as his hands grip my thighs.

"You're playing with fire, doll" he warns, his voice a low growl. "If we keep this up, I don't know if I'll be able to stop myself from taking you right here."

I shiver at his words, desire coursing through my veins. "Maybe I don't want you to stop" I breathe, grinding my hips against his.

Jungkook groans, his fingers digging into my flesh. "Fuck, you're going to be the death of me" he says, capturing my mouth in a searing kiss.

I lose myself in the sensation, forgetting about everything except the feel of his lips and the heat building between my legs. I know this is wrong, that we shouldn't be doing this... but I can't seem to care anymore.

Not when Jungkook is making me feel like this, like I'm the only thing that matters in the world.