Jungkook had left me breakfast and a few snacks on the night stand; along with my phone, a few magazines and the remote to the tv across the room.

He'd texted me around ten and woken me up, asking if I'd eaten yet.

I said yes so he wouldn't worry then managed to eat two entire pieces of french toast and a muffin.

When I sat up, I wasn't hurting, so I texted him and let him know. He sent me a heart and a kissy face.

It made me feel giddy and I laughed while turning on the tv.

Kookie: Happy to know you're feeling better
Kookie: i hated seeing you cry this morning :(

: I'm gay, I'll recover

Kookie: >_< don't make me blush im in public.

:sorry baby keke :)

Kookie: I'll bring dinner home tonight
Kookie: love you I gtg meetings starting

: see ya tonight ;)
: kookie can u stop by my house and take care of my doggie for me?

Kookie: of course bb i'll be home around seven okay?

: okay :)

I sighed and dropped my phone to the side, paying attention to the cartoons I turned on as I grabbed a water bottle from the nightstand.

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"I'm back, babe!" His voice echoed down the hall to me and I started to get up out of bed. I managed to stand, but I couldn't take a step without falling back to the bed.

"Hey, Jimin!" Suddenly Jungkook was wrapped around me and was helping me back to my spot on the bed, "What're you doing?"

"I wanted to greet you at the door," I pouted, clasping my hands together around his neck.

He smiled and leaned in to peck my lips, "That's a nice thought baby, but you're still resting, remember?"

"I know, I just...wanted to."

"You have been stuck in here all day haven't you?" He sighed, speaking to himself more than me.

I bit my lip, bringing my left hand to his cheek.

"Let's eat in the living room," he smiled.

"Okay," I nodded.

He scooped me up, carrying me like a princess as he brought me through the house.

I giggled and kissed his cheek, kicking my feet lightly as he walked down the hall.

"How's Mochi? Is he upset?" I asked.

"He's fine. I feel bad for taking you away from him though. But I'll check on him everyday before and after work." He sat me down on the couch and quickly darted to the kitchen where I'm sure he left our food.

He came back with two Burger King bags, handing one to me as he sat down and placed two cokes on the coffee table.

"Thanks Jungkook," I leaned forward and kissed his cheek.

He looked up and smiled, blushing a bit as he unwrapped his burger.

I pulled my fries out of the bag and leaned to the right, resting against the back of the couch as I ate.

Ketchup dripped off his burger, landing on the bag he'd strategically placed.

I laughed and reached out to dip a fry in the blob, "You always get the messy one."

"That's what makes it taste good," he said, his cheeks full of food that I'm sure was only half chewed.

It wasn't disgusting at this point, I don't think he could be repulsive at all, in all seriousness. Sure he had his gross moments, like when he accidentally spit on me while he was talking, but that's something I can get over.

"What'd you do without me today?" I asked, reaching into my bag and pulling out my burger.

"I had lunch with Tae Hyung and Yoon Gi hyung, then I had that meeting and....the rest was just boring paperwork. Work isn't fun if you aren't there for me to tease."

"Sorry baby. I'll try to go tomorrow," I took a big bite and he laughed a bit, causing me to frown as I chewed.

"Babe, I don't think you'll be able to work tomorrow. Maybe walk, but not work."

"Kookie, what'd you do to me?!" I whined, swallowing before I moved to put my straw in my cup, "Am I gonna lose my job? I really like working with you and Tae Hyung."

"You won't lose your job," he shook his head, "I'll make sure of it. Yoon Gi already knows it's my fault you're out of commission."

"You told him that we..."

"I didn't have to," he shook his head again. "He knew as soon as I said you weren't feeling well."

I dropped my head and pouted, pulling the onions off my burger.

He chuckled and leaned over, his hand resting on my cheek. I lifted my head and he pressed a kiss to my lips.
I smiled and looked back down, glancing up at him to see his smile.

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"Hello SeokJin hyung," I closed his office door as I entered.

I had to take three days off, but now that I was back Jin had called me into his office.

I was afraid he'd ask me why I missed work, and I hadn't been able to come up with an excuse since Jungkook told me not to worry about it.

"Hey," Jin moved around his desk and leaned against the front of it, "Get comfy," he held his hand out towards one of the leather chairs in front of him.

I moved over and carefully sat down. He gave me a look, but I just smiled.
"So, a little birdie named Taetae told me you were at Jungkook's on your days off."

"Oh," I scratched my palm, "Yeah, I was."

"I'm so sorry," he sighed and slumped down.

"What?"

"Was he too rough?" Jin crouched in front of me and pat my knee, "You're such a trooper. I'm so proud of you for getting out of bed today."

"Uh... Um, Jin hyung, I...don't think that it would be appropriate to talk about-"

"Oh, c'mon," he scoffed, "I know you and Jungkook are a thing- and I also know you two were the ones who broke the photocopier. You left a printout of your ass."

"Oh," I could feel myself blushing and I dropped my head.

"Don't worry about it though. I think you two are cute. Just be glad I found the printout and not Yoon Gi," he chuckled and stood up, moving around his desk.

He pulled out a bowl of candy and offered me one.

I took it just so I'd have a reason to occupy my tongue.

"Anyway, I just wanted to apologize on behalf of my dongsaeng because I know he can go a bit far, sometimes. What with the kinks and the leather and the chains-"

"Hyung," I squeaked out.

"Right," he smiled, "Sorry."

"Thanks for the concern, though," I nodded towards him.

He laughed slightly and I stood up, "Well, anyway, as the oldest of the group, I've taken it upon myself to remind you to be careful and not take on too much. If you don't think your body can handle it, Jungkook is always considerate to the word 'no'."

"O...kay, um, thanks...again, hyung. I...should get back downstairs."

"Right, you're behind on work."

"Yeah," I nodded, "Nice seeing you," I waved as I left, trying to rid my entire body of all the embarrassment that showed on my face.

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"Hey," a hand grabbed my wrist as I stepped out of the elevator and dragged me back in.

I looked up to them and sighed, "You scared me!"

Jungkook chuckled and stopped the elevator once the doors closed, "Sorry baby. Where were you; I was looking for you."

"Seokjin hyung called me up."

"What for?" He furrowed his brow.

I rolled my eyes and found myself smiling, "He warned me about you."

"Did he?"

"He did," I nodded and laughed, leaning into him as I wrapped my arms around his waist, "About all your...leather and chains."

"He didn't scare you, did he?" His hands moved around me and landed on my ass.

"No," I smiled, "He did give me candy though."

"Did you steal a piece for me?"

"Do I look like your mother?"

He laughed and I smiled, moving my candy into my cheek.

"Kiss Jungkook," I pouted.

"No."

"Kiss," I jumped on my toes and he chuckled.

"Fine," he sighed and leaned down into my puckered lips.

I giggled as he backed us up to the wall of the elevator.

The innocent pecks turned a little less innocent after a bit and before I could count my blessings he was pushing his tongue into my mouth.

He had his tongue ring in and I melted against him, letting him roll my hips against his.

He groaned into my mouth and I pulled away, panting as I moved my lips to his neck.

He relaxed and I hummed before pulling away. He looked down to me and smiled, but I pouted. "What baby?"

"My candy," I tugged against his pants.

"Oh," he laughed, "Yeah, it tastes great. My favorite flavor," he pecked my lips again and reached over to start the elevator again, "Thanks babe."

The doors opened and he stepped out, winking at me over his shoulder.
I pouted and stepped out too, making my way to my desk.

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"Saturday night with Jungkookie," I sighed and fell into the couch next to him, "Best night of the week."

He rolled his eyes and kissed my cheek then turned his attention back to our movie.

I pushed myself up his chest and returned the kiss before settling back in his side. His arm fell from the back of the couch to my hip, his hand splaying out on my upper thigh.

I moved my hips a little and watched his eyes. He didn't even glance at me so I repeated my actions.

He turned and looked down to me.

"You tired?" I asked, lifting my hand to his bangs so I could ruffle them.

He shrugged, "A little."

"But not too tired right?" I let my hand fall down to his lap, rubbing his thigh and making sure my fingertips grazed the in-seam of his pants.

"Mm," he leaned down and kissed the space in front of my ear, "I would love to," he inhaled, "But, you just recovered from last time."

"But...but Kookie," I tugged on his shirt, managing to get the first button to slide open in, what I wish to call, a happy accident.

He looked down to his shirt, then back to me. He stared at me for a bit then threw his head back with a groan.

I bit my lip and waited for him to look back to me again.

"Blowjob," he said, his gaze landing on my hand, "That's the best I can do you for."

I thought about it for a second, then tilted my head to the side, "Open your mouth."

"Why?" He smiled.

"Just do it," I pushed a second button open purposefully and he did as I said. I peered in and saw that he still had his tongue ring in. "Yes please," I pat his leg and he chuckled.

I stood up first and he kicked my butt as I walked pass him. I turned around and pouted, then grabbed his hand before I pulled him up.

"Stop going to the gym," he whined, wrapping his arms around my neck, "My submissive can't be stronger than me."

"Then maybe you should start going to the gym," I suggested, leading the way to his bedroom.

I knew his house just as good as my own by now, all except for one room across the hall from his bedroom that he kept locked up. He said what was inside was private too, so I never ask anymore.

Once we made it to his room, I pushed him onto the bed, letting him get comfy against the headboard before I straddled his waist.

The whole time we were kissing I was laughing and I have no idea why. In order to distract myself from the giggles and go into 'Sexy Jiminie Hyung' mode, I started unbuttoning the rest of his shirt.

It worked...until I was out of buttons.

He pulled away from the kiss and lightly laughed out, "What's so funny?"

I shook my head, pressing my palms against his thighs as I continued to giggle, "I don't know."

"Are you okay?" His arms wrapped around my waist and I shrugged.

I brought my left hand up to my forehead and leaned my head back as I groaned.

He laughed quietly and I felt him shifting around underneath me.

When I heard the flick of his lighter, I brought my head back down and watched as he lit up a cigarette.

My giggles died out as I watched the end of the stub turn orange with internal flame.

He caught me staring and pulled the cig away from his lips. He waved me down into a kiss and breathed into my mouth before pulling away. "That's what you needed, wasn't it?" He smirked.

I closed my eyes as I exhaled and nodded, "Yeah." My voice was a lot more airy than intended, but he didn't seem to mind.

"Hey," he pat my thigh and I opened my eyes, "I love you," he smiled.

I felt my eyes widen at the statement and he let out a short laugh.

Love me? Already? I mean...he must've meant it he's too much of a hard-ass to throw those words around.

Fuck! Say something! But what do I say to something so sudden?

Well, what the fuck do you feel for him?! Start there, huh?!

"Love you too," I smiled, but blushed, ruining the whole pretty image I was going for.

Jungkook smiled and started rubbing my back as he tapped the ashes off the end of his cigarette into his ashtray.

I brought my fingers up his chest and ran them down; over the creases in his stomach, over his belly button, and across his happy trail, which really did make me smile when I looked at it. It always made me smile when I saw it poking out the bottom of his shirt.

I kept mine a bit more trimmed up than he did and I guess it was nice to see someone be so comfortable with their natural body.

"You change your mind?" He asked with a smirk, "Do you just wanna play with my belly hair?"

I blushed and rolled my eyes, "No, actually, I did not change my mind. You still have your rod in."

He groaned and dropped his head against the headboard, "You like my piercing more than me, don't you?"

"Maybe," I giggled and unbuttoned his pants.

"Mm, c'mere Princess," he stuck his cigarette between his lips and pulled me forward.

He quickly unbuttoned my shirt and took my belt off before throwing both items in the floor. I took the liberty of unbuttoning my pants, but I kept the zipper up in order to hide what was underneath.

Then I crawled back and positioned myself over his left leg.

I left my ass presented so nicely in the air as I leaned down and let my breath ghost over his clothed erection.

He put his cig out and placed his left hand in my hair.

I smiled up at him as I brought my hand up to palm him.

At this point, I was a bit confused. Jungkook liked BDSM, but he didn't always need sex to be like that. He still got hard from simple things like a suggestive joke or a hinting phrase that told him to meet me in the copy room.

I didn't know a lot about his kink, but I needed to if I wanted to satisfy him. Because...I did love him and I did want to be with him, maybe for the rest of my life, I don't know.

But right then, I made myself a mental to-do list. The first item was to watch porn.