Ch 34 | Bestow

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Ch 34 | Bestow

Don't wait, time will never be just right. —Unknown

Mirae |

His hands softly gripped shoulders, the chilling breeze made its way inside the duvet making me arch my body... His touch felt like heavenly warmth and his scent a celestial aura.

Just then Jungkook leaned his forehead on mine, I closed my eyes breathing softly. How can such a small moment feel like a thread of hypnotizing hours?

He got up sitting on the bed his eyes seemed to have darkened as he breathed heavily staring at me.

"Don't be so shocked" he whispered as suddenly I felt his arms around my waist pulling me on top of his lap.

I just got the time to gasp, I reminded my self that we're still at his parents home.

At least I haven't made the first move.

"Jungkook, not this far" he shook his head disagreeing with me.

He puckered his lips biting in the process, his eyes bore its energy just staring at me.

"Nope, I have done nothing. I only kissed you. Having you in my arms is nothing compared to how I think of you" he whispered huskily.

I bit my tongue taking a deep breath.

I put my arm around his neck; softy I brushed his hair feeling the silky texture under the palms of each of my fingers.

If he's trying to hypnotize me with his sweet, honeycomb words I shall just remind him what he called me before this happened.

"You called me a cow just before"

Jungkook snickered with a chuckle "Have I now?"

"Yes you have, don't play with me"

"Says you" did he just mock me.

I really badly wanna strangle him, but as soon I've realized I have my arms around his neck.

He stared at me not saying anything. The feeling of his arms around me exploded butterflies in my stomach. I felt like hiding somewhere.

I wish... we instead should've met the right time. If maybe, fate changed where my status is when I was born...

"You think too much" I closed my eyes feeling his breath fanning over my skin.

I laughed softly trying to get the sudden heavy feeling off of my heart. It only began to listen to his words and beat at its own accord.

"Jungkook-ah, remember being a snotty little kid" I hummed brushing my thumb on his cheek.

He smirked burying his head on the crook of my neck.

Out of a heating feeling, if it was possible to hug him closer maybe that's what I did now. Somehow I felt like my body is being controlled with hidden desires.

"I wasn't snotty, I was just... obsessed" he responded.

"...With?"

As he lifted his head, I traced my thumb under his eyes. His iris were much bigger, much greener, darker almost resembling a never-ending forest of the only greenery —a prized emerald hidden in the core of a 1000-year-old tree.

The ocean's bidding of farewell, the celestial light hidden in the depth of his eye.

"What do you think?" he smirked moving the tip of his nose along my cheeks softly.

"Not sure but well, is a little weird thinking back of you being a self-conceived child and then suddenly you've grown up to be a... m-"

"A —what? Your prince charming? your man?" he chuckled softly.

I tried to get off of him but he blocked my way arching one of his eyebrows up.

I moistened my lips feeling extremely flustered and shy at the very moment. It's been a while since I remembered somehow, he is not wearing anything.

I've actually laid my hands on his bare skin, whilst being on his laps.

Jungkook smirked licking his lips, he had a smug smile painted on his face. He probably just knows I feel so flustered.

"If you're so shocked at this, how about the kiss?" One day his blunt questions will kill me.

He adjusted his arms around me, staring at me like a hawk. But instead, this time the intensity made me look up.

I might just regret what would happen later on —or maybe not.

"Jungkook, shut up" I pouted angrily.

"Geez, the cow is getting angry. Mirae you really are dumb sometimes-"

I pressed my lips to his, shutting him up.

It was only the only act for this time. Somehow my mind today —is really under the spell of his captivating eyes.

At this rate is the only way. I felt the mattress underneath me as he hovered over me kissing me like the world will end tomorrow. His moistened lips coated on mine, pressing a much gentler, delicate kiss.

He glided his hands entangling it with my hair as his other trapped one of my hands against the bed. This guy really has his ways of making it extra dominant.

I tried to push his off to breath "you're so weak Mirae-ah" he spoke between the small pecks with an ugly (nice) smirk.

"Well I'm fine being a weak woman"

"Aha"

"Why are you so horny!"

He glared at me flicking my nose lightly, "Oww" I whined.

I glared back at him finding him on his phone. He's so flipping quick.

"Who kissed me first?"

"Who called me a cow?" I retorted back.

He smirked looking at my way, "I just speak the truth. Lying is bad"

"So you are a bigger cow for kissing back a cow" well that should make sense. Who would kiss a cow? I mean they're animals. I'm not, so therefore he's a bigger cow.

I wish he could be a coward. So I can at least diss him once in my life. Why is life so cruel to me. I huff puckering my lip whilst glaring at him.

"Oh really, I thought I should be that scary ass beast eating all the cows. You never know which may be more delicious" —rest in piece brain. my poor mind and his dirty hidden talks.

"Jungkook, goodnight" I blushed tucking myself under the duvet.

I heard his laughter painfully directing at me.

"We don't have all night go to sleep Jungkook"

Goodness! he only laughs at rude things. Must he really flutter my heart like that?

"Alright, Noona as you wish"

I smiled closing my eyes.

What a nice sarcasm.

•••

As we said goodbye to Jungkook's parents, a limousine came to pick us up. Impossibly, Jungkook arranged my clothing and everything.

I have worn a beautiful knee length dress of delicate pale pink material and with additional beautiful designs contouring my whole look.

I've let my long hair down, Mrs. Jeon pinned my hair on both sides. She gave me a pin to hold my bun, Mrs. Jeon really done a good job with my hair, this act of her kindness only made me softer.

I painted a pale pink lipstick on me with a touch of smokey eye shadow.

"How do I look?" I whispered at Jungkook in the limo as we set off.

He looked up from his phone staring solemnly at me. At least have some emotions is fine Jungkook.

"At least say is okay," I said to Jungkook.

"You know, you look much better naturally," he said solemnly.

He didn't even pay attention to me. I looked down on my lap biting my lip feeling a little upset —no, a lot upset.

Did I anger him somehow? Maybe messed up something?

"-And you know that your character changes outside" I mumbled turning my head the other way. Heavy rain poured on the glass on the limousine.

Through an hour journey, I felt down.

Is like there are monsters again inside his head. There is so much more in this world, but only I am polished at the sides.

The spotlight is not for me because it only grazes my heart more.

The limousine stopped, a crowd of journalists and reporters plus paparazzi were already gathered outside.

As someone opened the doors, Jungkook got out gracefully stepping on the red carpet with a powerful, rich dominant captivating demeanor.

They were screaming with their own words at Jungkook, trying to probably get whatever information they can acquire.

Jungkook ignored everything, eyes attached to the screen on his phone.

However, the female reporters seemed to have dozed off from their work and instead stared at Jungkook as if they've never seen such creature before.

The bodyguard took my hands helping me step out.

I held my gown brushing a strand of hair to the side, I put my head down sighing nervously.

What more can I ask?

The glass building stood out like a glass castle, the red carpet led all the way to the top led by a few bulky guards standing as part of their duty.

And maybe If Mrs. Jeon never pinned my hair on either side, the crimson blush wouldn't have been so visible.

I felt like the universe has purposely made me suffer by taking away my breath as his sudden touch made a delicate trauma to my heart —and the next words completely shutting my heartbeat.

"You're a beautiful angel today princess" He whispers softly.

Why must you be a trauma to my heart Jeon Jungkook?

Do I, Love You?

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