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armpirate · 2 years ago

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UNDER YOUR SKIN || JJK || Ch. 32

Pairings: tattoist!jk x fem!reader

Genre: smut, angst, friends to lovers, tattoo au, virgin reader.

Summary: You were awful on anything related to flirting, guys and sex. He was the perfect ladies man. You wanted to get rid of your virginity. And he was there to help you with everything you needed. You didn't have the best start, but that didn't mean you wouldn't have the best of the endings.

Warnings: Public sex, vaginal sex, dirty talk.

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I'm so nervous.

Even before I signed the contract, I was hesitating on whether to sign it or not. I wanted to desperately go back to my comfort zone and serve drinks, just to do what I'm used to and what I know I'm good at. Throwing myself into this feels so strange, so uncomfortable, that I can't help but try to convince myself that I won't be good at this.

The fact that the week ran by, to the point where I wasn't able to mentalize myself with this new job position wasn't of help.

But here I am anyway, walking around the gallery while Jin tries to introduce me to every usual customer that comes in -just so I do it all by myself with new visitors. Yesterday he already explained everything I should be doing today -and from now on. Although he still told me he'd be around for me, I want to leave a good impression by showing I understood my tasks the first time he explained them.

All that tension doesn't take long to disappear when I see Tammy, Soo, Melanie and Mark coming into the gallery, just to cheer me up from the distance as they see me busy with one possible customer. I smile at them, before returning my attention to the brunette middle aged lady that keeps asking me about the artist.

At some point while talking to her, my eyes gather around the gallery, stopping in the main door. Actually, stopping on him.

Jungkook comes in and the whole world seems to go slower. I can't take my eyes away from the way he moves his hands over the fabric of his grey suit to place it correctly, or the way his hair is styled in a messy tail. How can that man be real and be walking around like nothing?

The rest of the evening goes great, I just hang around the gallery waiting for someone to ask for my opinion or looking for my help. And it's all chill and fine until a pair of fingers trace my exposed spine, from my neck to the lowest part. It's crazy how I'm able to know who it is just with his touch, just by the way he makes my whole body react to him.

—You're a tease —Jungkook mentions—. You aren't wearing the set you sent me this afternoon.

I look at him nervously, just to find him smirking at me.

I wasn't thinking of wearing that lace set when I sent him those pics earlier today. Honestly, I wasn't even considering sending him those pics until he sent me a pic of his sweaty body in the gym.

—I would've loved to take it off with my teeth, with you lying on bed the same way you were on that pic.

I gulp hard, seeing that devilish smile one last time before he steps back and goes back to walk around the gallery as if he hasn't said something to set my whole body on fire. Every time I think I might have the upper hand on what we have going on, he comes back to remind me that I don't.

And if I thought he'd be easier on me, he keeps his eye on me during the rest of the exposition, never letting me forget his presence whenever I talk to one of the customers, or even Jin. God, I think his gaze gets more powerful whenever he's around me, and it annoys me because I'm trying to be professional.

And that doesn't change when we decide to go for a few drinks after, to celebrate I was able to sell two drawings on my first night, and made a few customers interested in other artworks. His gaze follows each one of my moves, whenever I drink, whenever I talk to Tammy, whenever I head to the bartender, or when I dare myself to dance with a cute guy that's been eyeing me while I was ordering my drink. His gaze is more intense as the minutes go by, as the hands of this boy go lower on my exposed back. But he doesn't look away, he doesn't move an inch when I look at him with a look full of bad intentions, Jungkook just clenches his jaw and waits. He just waits because he knows he's the one I'll go back home with.

This isn't over though.

When we all leave, and Soo basically forces Jungkook to take me home, I know this will be the night he finally gives in.

Intoxicated by his scent on the jacket he was wearing - that now he gave me so he could drive comfortably, and encouraged by his warmth, I move my hand over his torso, down his stomach, until I reach the beginning of his pants. All the teasing that has been going on these two weeks, all the revealing pics, the high voltage texts, the jealous looks... All has been leading to this.

I know he's hating every moment of our deal right now, I know he's dying to eat back his words when he said he wanted me to see and try to fuck with other guys. I saw it on his fast replies to my underwear pics, when he thought I was wearing them to go on a date. I saw it on the faces he made while I was dancing with other guys tonight. It's all over his voice when he speaks to me ever since he came up with that stupid rule.

The warmth of his body behind me, while his hands were taking full control of mine on the handlebar after the doctor took off the stitches in my hand a few days ago, woke up something inside of me. I've touched myself almost every single night, just with the reminiscence of the look in his eyes while he was handling my movements. Those days he kept taking me to work, and picking me up from the bar. I can't take it anymore.

—If you keep doing that, I won't be responsible for the consequences —he whispers, turning his head slightly to me on a red light.

—What consequences? —I don't stop moving my hand up and down his thigh, getting as near as I can to his crotch, but never as much as being able to touch it.

—I'll stop anywhere and fuck you raw. Like you've been looking for all night.

Those words, his raspy voice and the way his dark eyes are looking at me over his shoulder make me move my hips down, pressing the seat against the throbbing button. But I'm too into it right now to stop, so I move my hand up his leg, pressing my palm on the forming bulge in his pants, while my tongue licks one of his silver earrings hanging on his earlobe.

—What's stopping you?

It's like those words have activated something in him, something he wasn't planning on doing.

Jungkook licks the inside of his cheek, just to end with a sided smile when it gets to his lip. As soon as the red light turns green, he speeds up and looks for the right place until he finds a blind alley.

With a quick move of his feet, he places the stand and waits for me to hop off the motorbike. Jungkook doesn't move from his place, he just slides his body a bit backwards on the seat and pulls me closer to him with his hand.

The kiss is sloppy from the beginning, with our tongues messing with one another as we almost try to eat each other alive. It's so different from any other time we've kissed, it's needy and demanding. Everything we've been holding down these weeks is finally exploding, both of us are finally giving it to what we've been teasing all this time.

Jungkook helps me to hop on the motorbike again, this time straddling his legs without breaking the kiss. He wastes no time, sliding my panties aside, so he can directly slide two of his fingers through my slit, repeating that same movement a few times until I throw myself to his belt, desperate to take it off and unzip his pants.

I'm so into the kiss and what's to come that I'm not even aware of when he got a condom out of his wallet. But I moan when he lifts my body, cupping my ass cheeks in his hands, and fills me slowly, letting me get used to him inch by inch for the first time in weeks.

We moan into each other's mouths when he's fully inside. Electricity runs through my veins at the sensation of finally being connected to him like this after so long. His hands on my ass and thighs try to encourage me to move, but I stay in the same position. Moving my hips in circles, I lick his jar, from his chin to his earlobe, getting that so awaited groan.

—What do you want?

—Cocktease... —he chuckles nervously— Don't try to make me beg, because I want to fuck you stupid the same way you want my cock buried deep down your cunt.

My pussy clenching unconsciously around him after his words just make him smirk. No words were needed, because my own body has betrayed me to let him know he's right. I'm so down for this, I'd probably have a meltdown if something interrupted us right now.

I kiss him again, sticking my tongue in his mouth to shut the gasps and moans that come from every move I make as he fills me up. His teeth catch my lower lip, pulling from it while his eyes fix on mine with hunger. I swear he could make me cum just by looking at me that way.

I try my best to move my hips to take all of his, under the direction of his hands on my skin, digging on my flesh as if he were trying to control himself from going rougher. But we both fall back to reality when my moves come up more clumsy and arrhythmic than expected, we both remember this is my second time doing something like this. It doesn't matter how bad I try, I'm sure I'm killing the vibe right now.

—Babe —he stops my moves.

I slowly stop jumping on him, afraid of him saying the wait wasn't worth it, scared of him realizing he could be doing way better than this.

—You're doing great, but I really need to fuck your brains out right now —he kisses my chin—. Turn around.

I look at him confused, but that smile he throws at me makes me move. I'm scared to stumble with my heels when I'm going to set my feet on the ground, but Jungkook holds my arm all the time so I don't lose my balance. Although it doesn't take me long to sit back on the motorbike, this time as if I were the one driving it. He moves my body carefully, setting my belly over the gas tank, lifting my hips slightly from the leather seat. It's so weird, and maybe I feel too exposed, but the way he lifts my dress and jacket over my ass, slides my panties to the sides the most he can so he's able to rub his tip against my entrance, is making me go crazy right now.

He slides in slowly, inch by inch, but it's the only time he goes slow from now on. Once his pelvis reaches my ass cheeks and his balls rest against my open folds, he starts moving faster. Jungkook thrusts into me, in and out, in a drilling way that makes me go insane and eager for more, if that's even possible. The motorbike under us moves constantly. I'm afraid it might fall at some point.

—Nobody else will fuck you like this, baby. I'm the only one that can make you feel this good —he groans.

He still tries to place my body properly, by cupping my hips in his hands and lowering them. And I know he's sure of what he's doing, because with the next thrust my clit rubs directly against the leather, and it does over and over again, with each thrust. Few minutes later, I'm close to being a moaning mess, and I would be if Jungkook hadn't covered my mouth with his hand.

—You know I love your moans, but save them for later —he warns with his shaky voice.

His cock twitches deep inside, forcing him to fall over my back and bite on my shoulder to keep himself from moaning.

He leaves me hanging near the edge right when I need him the most, and I start to think he might leave me hanging there as a revenge for everything that's been happening these two weeks, when he pulls out.

But of course he doesn't.

Jungkook sits back in his place, dragging my body with him so I'm sitting still. With one hand still on my mouth, his other hand rubs circles on my clit. Just a few more delicate traces, and I'm totally done in his arms, shutting my whimpers with his palm.

He finally frees my mouth, but two of his fingers grab my chin to turn my face to him while I'm still recovering from my high.

—You think I'm done with you? —he asks, his fast breathing making his words sound shaky still— No, this was just the starter so you stop teasing me while I drive. I think you've had enough fun these two weeks. It's my turn.

The hand on my chin falls on my thigh, clapping it while he licks the same fingers that made me explode in a matter of seconds. And just after that, he kisses me deep, letting me taste myself in his mouth while he places my underwear properly, just to do the same thing with his own clothes right after.

He pulls me in for a long kiss once we enter the lift, grabbing me by the nape to get my body to be all over his. When Jungkook wraps his arms around me, I'm almost convinced I could stay like this forever. Well, at least until the ring in the lift sounds.

I see myself in the reflection of the mirror when we separate, and he holds my hand to walk out with me, just to see a reddish march on my shoulder.

—You, asshole, look at what you did.

—Should I kiss it better? —he raises his eyebrows, looking at me fast before he opens the door to his house.

I take off my shoes and his jacket as we enter his place, trying to get more comfortable while he heads to the kitchen and asks me what I want to drink.

—You.

And just as fast as that word leaves my mouth, and I see his head peeking over the door, I realize it sounded better in my head.

—Me? You want to drink me? —he starts walking in my direction.

—I was trying to sound flirty.

I see him chuckling, looking at me with sparkly eyes, just to lift my body and sitting me over the backrest right after. His soft and gentle hands go over my calves, going up to my thighs, lifting the thin fabric of my dress with no effort.

—You don't need to be flirty with me —he whispers on my lips—. You already got me wrapped around your finger.

Jungkook gets rid of my dress, throwing it over my shoulder on the couch, just to have both of his hands back on my thighs, just to start a trip over my body. He smirks when he gets to my black lace thong.

I did end up wearing the set of lingerie I sent him earlier this afternoon, at least half of it, although he wasn't able to appreciate it because we were in a rush just a few minutes ago. And now that he's able to see it on me directly, he looks at me with black tinted eyes, I can almost read everything that's going through his mind right now.

His hands keep moving up over my torso, his fingers setting a burning trail in between my tits until he gets to my jaw. They wrap around my skin carefully, holding my face before he kisses me the softest way he's ever done. I trace his lip with the tip of my tongue, only because I wanted to lick that lip ring that makes me go insane. He chuckles in my mouth, breaking the kiss just to move his over my cheek and jaw.

—You have no idea the pull you have on me —Jungkook keeps moving lower on me, following the trail of the caresses from minutes ago—. I've gone crazy these last two weeks.

I stop breathing when he starts kneeling in front of me, stopping his mouth on my thong. As if I were reading his mind, I lift my hips, supporting my weight on both hands resting on the backrest. And I'm unable to deal with the feeling that goes through my body, from head to toe, when his teeth bite on my mound, just right over where my slit starts, to pull the fabric down. But of course he isn't done with pushing me over the edge. When he finally gets rid of the only clothing I had left, he goes up again, setting a trail of kisses from my ankle, up to my leg and inner thigh, always keeping eye contact with me.

My pussy clenches around nothing when he places both of my legs on his shoulders, and bends over just to give a teasing lick on my clit. It's crazy how he's setting my whole body on fire just with that, just with the feeling of his tongue gently digging through my folds while his gaze burns my skin.

He doesn't stay down there long enough though. His lips move up my torso again, while his hand cups my pussy instead. His palm rubs my clit, while two of his fingers tease my entrance, and his tongue circles one of my nipples -just to do the right same thing with the other.

—What do you want? —he asks, when he returns to my lips.

My eyelids feel heavy and that hard gaze coming from him is making me go insane. I want him, all of him. Absolutely everything Jungkook wants to give me right now.

—Fuck me —I trace his tattoos with the tips of my fingers—. Make me regret these two weeks.

Not like I'd really regret them, because i'd do it a thousand times just to have us like this again.

Jungkook just smirks. Of course he already had that in mind. He takes a condom from his wallet, and holds it in between his teeth while he takes his black t-shirt off. Eager to rush this as much as possible, I take his belt off and unzip his pants, making him spring free. He wastes no time wrapping the condom around him.

He slides inside with just one move, head resting on mine while his hands keep me in place. He pulls back slowly, letting me feel him inch by inch, until only his tip is inside. His dick fills me completely with a hard thrust that makes me hold onto his upper arms, while my clit throbs at the mere sound of our bodies clapping.

—Keep your eyes on me —he commands, as he starts a faster pace on my pussy.

—Kook —I moan, as he moves my body so his tip can rub over one spot that totally breaks me.

—Look at you right now —he breathes heavily—. Such a fucking mess for me.

My whole body moves because of the roughness of his thrusts, my mind is going wild and my body has escaped my own control. I don't even know at this point, because I can only see his eyes, my mind is filled with him.

He knows by the way I'm moaning right now that I'm just a dirty word away from jumping off a cliff. And he wants to see me jumping from the edge, he wants it as much as I do. That's why he rubs my clit in circles, in sync with his thrusts.

I know looking down was the worst decision I could ever take, because the combination of his cock coated with my juices and his fingers playing with me make me go insane.

—Uh-huh, see how good this pussy is taking me.

I cup his face in my hands, looking at him deep in the eyes when I get that familiar feeling before everything ends, running over me to leave nothing else. My nails dig on the skin of his neck and shoulders, letting myself go with a moan that I'm surprised it has come out from me.

Jungkook isn't done though. His dick still deep inside me, and that dark look just tell me there's much to come yet.

He lifts me in the air, my legs wrapped around his waist, after he got rid of his pants that were still around his ankles. Something changes in the way he looks at me, as he sets me on his bed carefully, just to join me right after. His touch, the kiss... everything feels different. He's gone from rough to passionate in a matter of seconds.

He fucks me slowly, taking his time to enjoy every single stroke, every kiss, every look.

—I can't stand thinking of others seeing you like this —he admits, breaking the kiss—. I want to be the only one making you go crazy with my hands, my mouth, my cock. I don't care —he bites my chin—. But I want to be the only one.

The tickles in my belly, combined with the pleasure, is a way better combination that something else I could've ever tried. And how he holds me, our hands intertwined at both sides of my head... He's the only person I could ever think of doing this with.

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armpirate · 2 years ago

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UNDER YOUR SKIN || JJK || Ch. 33

Pairings: tattoist!jk x fem!reader

Genre: smut, angst, friends to lovers, tattoo au, virgin reader.

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I wake up to his arms wrapped around me, one around my waist and the other softly around my neck. He's so close to me that his arm breath collides against the exposed skin of my shoulder, and I can feel him breathing peacefully against my back.

I might be moving more than I should though, because I hear him groaning, just to hold me closer to him -which I thought it wouldn't be possible at all.

—You can't go —he says with his raspy voice—. Just five minutes more.

—Who said I'm going somewhere? —I laugh.

I roll on the bed, with him opening his arms a little so I can move with no problems. I instantly smile when I set my eyes on him, I couldn't help it. I just need to look at him once, with his eyes shining brighter than the sun light that comes through his windows, to be a giggling and find me unable to keep my hands to myself.

—You look beautiful in the mornings —he whisper, playing with the hair on my nape.

—It actually might be because of the amazing night I had thanks to a certain someone —my fingertips trace thin lines across his upper arm.

—Really? —he raises one of his eyebrows— Somebody should give him an award then.

I hide my face on his neck, while laughing. What he said isn't even that funny, but he got me giggling since I woke up, smiling for no other reason than just waking up to him.

—I meant what I said last night.

I move back, just to look at his face and see that scrunch on his nose has disappeared. Jungkook is still smiling though, not with his lips, but those wrinkles at the corner of his eyes and the way they close lightly just show he's still smiling through them.

—I don't want you to see anyone else, I don't want other guys to see what I see —he shakes his head—. I didn't say it because I wanted to cum, or because I wanted to keep fucking you last night. I really meant it.

I'm lost in his eyes for a long minute, seeing nothing but honesty in them.

—Now? Seriously? —I sit on the bed— I matched with a really cute guy on Tinder, and I was going to ask him out.

The glimpse of the smile I've been trying hard to hide after his confession gives away I'm joking. I wish I was a better liar and not so easy to read, because it'd have been funny to just see his reaction if he had thought it was real.

—You already have a cute guy right here —he points to his body—. Screw that other loser, he ain't getting my girl. Nobody is getting my girl, just me.

He wraps his arms around me, pulling me back to the bed under his embrace. I fall on top of him, both of my hands digging on his hair while I'm starting to feel my cheeks are a little bit too stretched that it's starting to hurt.

—So... what are we? —I dare to ask.

—What if —he tilts his head— we are just two people that like each other and see where this goes?

—I like that —I nod.

It's not like I expected him to say we are dating already. Just trying things out, and expecting the best out of this is the best way to describe what we want to have. At least for now.

I rub my lips on his, just before I kiss him deeply. It's not a chaste and pure kiss, because we both know where it'll lead. But the intimacy surrounding it, how we are both naked in his bed after he decided to turn things for the better for us, is better than any sex and just reminds me how far we've come just the two of us.

Just three months ago, he wouldn't let anyone stay in his house, and even less spend the night with him in his bed. Yet here we are.

—You aren't working today? —I keep giving him small kisses.

—Only in the afternoon. Mark knew Soo would want to celebrate your first day in the gallery, so he closed it in the morning —he playfully bites my lip—. So I'm all yours until four. What about you?

—Jin wanted to throw a second exposition for the same artist later today —I smile on his lips when he pinches my side—. So I'm all yours until three.

—That sounds too tempting, cocktease —he slides his fingertips through my spine.

I hum on his mouth, before we start kissing again. Starting like the first time we kissed this morning, but slowly turning into a heated make out session that would've left us breathless if it weren't for the door bell.

Jungkook simply groans, pulling me deeper into the kiss once it goes a few seconds without sounding.

—What if it's important?

—They will knock again —he assures me.

His lips go down my throat, leaving a trail of wet kisses down my neck until the door bell starts sounding again, followed by some knocks.

—This can't be happening now —he whines, making me laugh.

I move to the side, covering myself with the sheets again as I see him putting on some boxers and baggy gym pants.

—Will you open like this?

—Scared that someone could take me away from you? —he teases.

I roll my eyes at him, just to get a chuckle as an answer before he heads outside, closing the door behind me. At first it's all silent, but not too long after I hear a feminine voice on the other side. I don't really have time to overthink, because not too long after I can hear a masculine voice, that's not Jungkook's, joining the conversation.

They keep talking to each other until suddenly the door opens, and he shows up with a nervous face, biting his lip and almost making his lip ring disappear in his mouth, while he holds my clothes and heels in his hands.

—What? —I ask, as I see him closing the door behind him.

—My parents are here —he hands me my things.

Yup. Talk about having bad luck and my name will show up first on the searching bar.

—I tried to convince them to leave, but they said they wanted to spend some time with me —he puts a t-shirt on—. Apparently Soo told them I wasn't doing too great, and now they're worried.

—What are we doing now? —I start to get dressed— Should I wait here until they leave?

—Wait here? —he frowns— Hiding?

—Or I could pop up with the dress I wore last night, so they know I fucked their son —I try to keep my voice as low as possible, but panic is making it hard.

—As if they believed for a moment that I'm still a virgin —he murmurs—. Just get some of my clothes, have lunch with us, and I'll drive you home.

Although I love the fact that he thought about introducing me to his parents, I think it might be too early. I know he already met mine, but the situation was completely different, and he introduced himself as my friend -not a guy I slept with the previous night, and with whom I decided to be exclusive just five minutes ago.

—I know you mean well, but I don't think... I'm not sure... —I sigh.

—You aren't ready —he finishes for me.

—Yeah —I confess—. I just don't think this is the best way to meet them.

—Okay —he walks to me.

He holds the part of my dress under the armpit so he can zip it. Cupping my face with his two hands, Jungkook gives me a short kiss on the lips.

—I'll distract them, so you can sneak outside —he gives me a peck on my nose.

He leaves the room, leaving the door half open so I can peek through it while he guides his parents towards the kitchen. As soon as I see the chance, I run towards the door, making sure I leave nothing behind before I cross the main door. My heart keeps beating fast against my chance, when I still thought I was in danger of being caught in that... situation.

Instead of getting the bus, I choose it's better to just call a cab -at least for today-, so I get home fast. While I'm still downstairs, waiting for my ride, I get a text. Unconsciously, I smile when I see his nickname on my screen.

Asshole: Send a text when you get home

Asshole: Or I'll show up to make sure you arrived well

Me: Okay, dad

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I'm planning on going earlier to the gallery just to rewash some of the things I had to learn for last night, just to find that Jin is already here.

—Why are you so early? —he looks at me over his glasses.

—Hi —I greet the two people that are hanging around, and head to my new boss—. I wanted to go over a few things. Yesterday I went blank a few times and had to improvise. I don't want it to happen again.

—Well, it was your first day. Don't be so harsh on yourself —he tries to cheer me up—. You did quite good anyway.

Honestly, I don't know if he's doing it because I'm new in all of this, or because he's genuinely like that with everybody. Although considering his former art dealer was as unexperienced as I am, I'll assume he's just like this with everyone.

Later in the evening, Jin takes me to the pub near the gallery to celebrate the success this second day has been. I managed to sell more drawings than yesterday, more new people came -along with familiar faces I got to see last night.

When we get to the pub, I can't help but blush as I realize it's the same place where I met Jungkook -witht hat horrible first encounter.

—The bar you work in is the closest to my house —he sighs—, but this one is amazing. I love coming here whenever I have the chance.

—I know —I nod—. I mean, I didn't know you came here, I know it's a great place —I clear up—. I came here once few months ago.

While I'm looking around the place, I come across someone I know. He raises his eyebrows surprised, singing my name from behind the counter and making his way to our table so he can greet me properly.

—I didn't expect to see you here —Tae smiles.

—I came with my boss —I point to Jin, who grimaces at me introducing him like that—. How are you doing?

—I'm doing great —he nods—. What can I get for you?

—What do you recommend?

—My Wine Spritzer is mind-blowing.

—Then I'll get that —I smile at him.

—You want the same as usual? —he looks at Jin.

—Yup, thanks.

Although we keep talking about work and future projects -and I'm happy that he's talking about me long term-, I can't help but think this is a bit weird, especially considering the way we met each other for the first time while he was trying to flirt with me.

—Is there something wrong? —he frowns when I look up at him— You spaced out.

—Yeah, I'm okay —I give a sip to my drink.

—I didn't want to put pressure on you —he tries to make me feel better about it—. I just wanted to let you know all the plans I had, and maybe got too excited.

—No, seriously, it's okay —I try to comfort him—. I just think this is a bit... new? I'm not used to my bosses inviting me for a drink after work.

—Well, you did a good job today, and yesterday. It just seemed fair —he shrugs.

—But isn't this a bit too friendly?

His frown deepens as I say that, but I think he finally understand what I'm trying to say by the way he smirks.

—You caught me —he sighs—. I was trying to impress you so you'd end spending the night with me.

I squint my eyes at him. Although the back of my brain panics over it, the glimpse of a playful smile on his face gives out he's just messing with me. Jin then leans a bit forward to whisper the clearest statement he can.

—If I wanted to hook up with you, you wouldn't be working for me in the first place. My income depends on you, and I'm not risking my ass on losing a good art dealer because of a one night stand —he goes back to sitting correctly in his chair—. Don't understimate yourself. We met the way we did, but that doesn't change the fact that you're a good worker.

—I'm sorry, I didn't mean to offend you.

—You didn't offend me —he scoffs—. You offended yourself by thinking all of this is because of sex and not because of your work.

After this, the environment seems a bit lighter. I definitely don't feel the pressure of having to stop him at some point, because there isn't anything to stop. I shouldn't even have thought of him that way in the first place, but it's impossible to guess people's intentions by just looking at them. So I think it was good we cleared it out.

But even if things in our table are going well, I keep feeling a pair of eyes drilling my temple. I look up curious to what, or who, is causing it, just to meet a pair of brown eyes looking in our direction. The girl behind the counter keeps sending deathly looks my way. I can't guess why she would be doing that, so I end up guessing it's because of Jin?

Somebody should tell her to calm down though. I have a whole pack, who has been teasing me all evening via texts, waiting for me at home.

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The next day, Jin greets me with a smile after he finally has closed the door, to wish me a good night, and bends when he sees Jungkook resting on his motorbike while he waits for me. He replies the same way, giving him a small smile before his eyes land on me back again.

—Are you planning on dropping the studio to become an Uber driver?

—Yesterday I didn't come —he tries to minimize what I'm saying, while he moves his hand in the air so I get closer to him.

—Wow, is that a new record?

—That I'm not planning on breaking, cocktease.

When I'm finally where he wanted me to be, he pulls me closer for a kiss. One that I break when I feel his hands lowering on my back, because I'm dying to get home and get comfortable.

—I don't know if I should feel offended about that —Jungkook jokes, starting the engine again.

—Maybe —I wrap my arms around his waist—. I prefer taking my shoes off sooner than keep kissing you. Priorities.

I see him smirk through the corner of my eyes when I move so I can kiss the side of his neck, before he starts driving to his home.

When we got there, none of us were actually planning on spending the night watching movies -basically, because even if I'm free tomorrow, he's not. But here we are, lying on his couch, cuddling next to each other while we watch Shrek 2.

—Would you still like me if I were an ogre?

I hold back my laugh to the question. I find it both endearing and funny, because I didn't expect him to ask something like that.

Jungkook looks down at me, his fingers still play with my hair while he waits for the answer. How could someone not like him?

—You're already an ogre, and I haven't moved an inch —I tease, trying my hardest to keep my face straight—. Does that answer your question?

He whines my name, moving back a little so he can look at my face better -his arms still wrapped around my body as if I was planning to run away at any time. I start laughing when I see his expression, eyebrows slightly furrowed and his lips pouting while he complains.

—What? You asked —I giggle—. Shouldn't you feel touched by my words?

—Yeah, it's the most beautiful thing someone has ever said —he shakes his head—. I'm so disappointed, cocktease —he presses his lips together, although I can see that smile attempting to break his serious expression.

He moves his body, so his head now rests on my breasts and my arms are now the ones wrapped around him. I play with his hair, feeling some type of way as he tries to pull me closer, although there's no way we can get any closer than this.

—What about you? —he hums at my question— Would you like me if I was an ogre?

—I'd like you in every shape and form, to be honest —he answers calmly—. You make it so easy... Before I could realize, I was too down into the rabbit hole —he stays quiet for a few seconds—. And that's what you were supposed to say.

—Asshole —I roll my eyes.

—What? —he lifts his head, giving me a funny look—. I didn't say I don't feel that way, I do —he shrugs.

The movie comes to an end, although these past thirty minutes we've barely paid any attention to it, because we've been so busy teasing each other to focus on anything else. Jungkook gets up first, and the moment I get up in front of him, he bends just to be able to lift my body over his shoulder.

—The ogre is taking you to bed.

—You're never letting this go, aren't you? —I ask, in between cackles.

—Nope.

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