《Frenemies》Chapter 17: Why'd You Kiss Me
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"I'm sorry Y/N," he lightly let out, studying the way your neck looked in that moment as it sucked in for a sigh.
"It's not okay," you spoke out.
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Panicking, you squirmed by the sudden hold that was capturing you into the closet of your own home.
"Stop," the voice lowly snapped over at you, panicked itself.
You shoved and shoved, not knowing who it was that suddenly dragged you away from the bathroom of your own bedroom and over towards your closet door.
"I-It's Jungkook calm down," he said, his breath shaky as he closed the door behind him, face worried and slightly terrified as he moved closely by you, having you pinned against the back of your own clothing and closet.
You whined against his hand in irritation when seeing half your clothing fall and make huge amounts of noise, having you and him stumble back before successfully reaching the back of the tight space.
About to curse at the boy, you refrained from screaming out muffled into his palm the minute he spoke down at you.
"There's someone in your house," he said, breath shaking.
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"There's someone in your house," he had said.
His breath was heavy, hitting your shocked face as you tried to register exactly what the panicked boy called out.
"What?" you almost screeched out, only to be stopped when Jungkook simply shook his hand lightly at your lips, muffling your words.
Jungkook shushed you again, almost begging with his eyes as he had his ears on alert. Jungkook was trying to hear what was going on outside of the closet.
You squirmed against the wall the maknae had you pressed against. Hands slapping at the back of his hand that was over your lips, you didn't want to be so close to the young member in such a closed-up place.
Trying to shove away from him as he awkwardly asked you to be quiet, you groaned against the wall now, shoving at his chest.
You cursed over at him, uncomfortable and growing angry as you wanted him far far away from you. You didn't want his hands or body anywhere near you. Leave me alone!
The fact that all you could feel was his breath near you wasn't helping...you couldn't see his face, yet the warmth of his exhale let you know just how close he truly was.
Jungkook tried to ignore you, face scrunching as he tried to focus.
He heard many things.
At first, nothing.
But now, many things.
From the clanking footsteps of boots in the hallway, to the abrupt stop the feet seemed to make by the front door of your room. Throughout it all, Jungkook felt a lump growing at the back of his throat. He couldn't swallow it down however, too invested in his fear to pull through and realize that you were irritably still trying to get away from him.
Brows furrowing a little when hearing only one set of feet, the maknae started to second-guess his vision, and then his hearing. Jungkook was confused because he only heard one person now. I saw two men, I'm sure of it I-I...or am I just not able to hear both right now?
"That's weir—"
Jungkook winced in pain, trying not to shout out so loudly when a sharp pain raged through his tallest finger. Snatching his hand away from your mouth, his eyes shot over to you. He was bewildered.
"Did you just bite me?!" he softly yelled out, eyes wide when looking over at you.
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He tried not to pout drastically to himself however, still waving his hand in pain.
"Get off me," you bitterly mumbled out, lightly ignoring him before you started to use your hands more successfully to push Jungkook off you.
"Could've just asked," he mumbled softly, managing to pout to himself as he was still strung up on the throbbing at his hand.
"How?" you shot out, whispering, "You were practically suffocating me with your sweaty hand!"
"I'm sorry," Jungkook said lowly, awkwardly allowing his eyes to meet your angered ones before him.
No longer frowning, he was genuinely uncomfortable himself now. Glance twitching away from meeting your pupils for too long, he stared at you from his side-glances, watching how the slight light that came through the closed blinds of your closet seemed to pour a bit onto your face.
Jungkook swallowed hard, not knowing where to put his hands when working on his way to move away from you the more you started to gently shove at him now.
"What did you see?" you asked, brows furrowing as you found yourself to be ready to evaluate what the maknae must've gotten so scared of.
"I—"
Jungkook and you both divert your attention to the footsteps that cascaded past your room. It was the same steps that had frozen in front of your room for a disturbed amount of time, only to continue down the hall?
Jungkook didn't feel good about any of it. Why stand in front of a person's room for an uncomfortable amount of time? Only to walk away right after? Brows knit, Jungkook debated and calculated up many other possibilities for what occurred.
You were softer than ever, brows arched when hearing the steps, yourself.
It wasn't until the both of you heard large steps rush quick towards your door abruptly. You jumped, eyes widening when hearing a hand slam over towards the doorknob of your bedroom.
Thinking your reaction was bad, you thought too soon.
Suddenly, you were the one wincing in pain.
Jungkook jumped, eyes bigger than usual as his glazed expression grew from confused and creeped, to terrified and 'pissing-pants' scared. The maknae moved into you immediately, body shielding yours but also crushing you.
"Jungk—" you were so close to have your whisper turn into a real yell.
Mid-groan and sentence, you watched as the maknae freaked over your sudden panic of him being so close. A dear caught in the headlights, Jungkook quickly mumbled over at you to "shut up" before having his dough-like eyes peer in fright and defeat.
Shut up. Shut up. Shut up. Shut up!
Jungkook panicked. Not knowing how to shut you up.
Head swooping down, you were close to explode on him but froze when he pulled the move to kiss you.
And he did, he kissed you.
Blinking rapidly, you were caught off guard as the back of your head gently rested onto the back wall of your closet the both of you were closely pressed against.
Jungkook's panicked form grew softer the moment his lips curled between yours. Brows in their rightful places, eyes gently shut, the crinkling of his forehead was also put at ease as his lips were puckered. The sudden feeling of your lips against his made his insides want to crawl on the outside.
Butterflies.
Butterflies everywhere within him.
Bottom lip twitching in awkwardness, Jungkook found the sudden impact to catch him off light guard. Hand that he was previously waving in the air, he now had make a slow fist in mid-air, arms trying to find their place as he continued to lightly kiss you.
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He noticed you were still shocked with every stroke and hover he placed with his mouth. Wanting to feel the same feeling he had within his stomach to reach extremes, he wished, internally, mentally and physically, for you to genuinely kiss him back.
You were no longer having your eyes open. Instead, you were frozen, eyes slowly shutting as you felt the maknae's lips simply rest onto your parted lips. You tried to softly breathe but couldn't. The moment he'd breathe, his lips brushing yours, your breath would hitch.
You felt suffocated for different reasons now. No hand forcing your mouth shut...instead, it was his lips that caused you to completely lose all ground.
You shut up.
Softly exhaling against your mouth, you seemed to awkwardly nudge at Jungkook's chest. Trying to get him off you no matter how badly you didn't want him to leave now. The moment his one hand found its place and moved over yours on his chest, your breath hitched loudly as he allowed his free arm to rest against the wall beside your head.
Jungkook leaned into you, his torso completely against yours.
Feeling your chest run wild against his, it was a completely different feeling to have your pounding chest match his. This was different from when you had forced yourself to stand naked before him months back...this was real.
No cameras, clothing on.
...yet, the both of you felt utterly exposed.
Head tilting over, Jungkook allowed his lips to curve into a more managed pucker. Lips cupping over your top lip, he felt your lips hesitantly kiss over at his bottom lip.
Jungkook's heart grew larger and larger it felt like. It almost exploding the moment the hand that he had reassuringly held at before seemed to slowly lace and tangle fingers with his now.
You were no longer pushing him away.
You were kissing Jungkook back.
Softly allowing lips to work with one another, it was sloppy at first. Both trying to stay in tune with each other's lips and not have the pace quicken or soften without control over each other's harsh breathing. Gentle and sweet, neither of you had it in your mind to stop.
Jungkook was no longer hesitant as he kissed you.
The both of you wanted this. No one-sided struggle to get away, no scam involved. This was just the two of you, in the moment, in the slight darkness...Jungkook let it remain sloppy. The way your lips dragged against his, both of you seemed to be so lost. Lost to the point where you almost forgot how to move at your lips and keep up with each other.
Instead, the both of you kept lightly tapping at each other's foreheads. Making out until the very moment it became necessary to breathe...that's when you separated.
Breaths shaking, lips wet.
You didn't open at your eyes when feeling his lips slowly leave yours so that he could catch in some air.
"Why'd you kiss me...?" you asked softly.
The whisper was bigger than a whisper. It was barely a sound for the human ear to catch. Nor was it something you would've asked if you were of the right state of mind in that moment.
Jungkook didn't say anything. His eyes were also still shut.
No response.
He simply kissed you again.
You didn't retract back or stop your lips from fitting perfectly with his again. Hands moving over of his, you allowed yourself to selfishly deepen the soft and gentle kiss as you moved your hands to hug at his head.
Fingers instantly tangled into his hair, you arched your body against the wall. Allowing lips to work a little more precisely against his suddenly dazed and frozen form, you found yourself wanting him to kiss you back just as harder you wanted him too.
With the gentle tug of his hair as you softly whispered over at his lips. Neither of you heard what exactly came out from your lips as he instantly reciprocated and allowed the deepening of the make out to proceed.
Body moving against yours, his form moved down and then massaged its way up against you. Lips teasing and quick with your red ones, the slight pinkness that stemmed around the lining of your lips was from the blood that circulated near your mouth. It was a light dash of colour, almost as if you were blushing from around your lips. Feeling your lips growing, your mouth moved ajar against the maknae's.
Your body gave out against Jungkook.
Smiling slightly into the kiss when his tongue hesitantly and awkwardly moved into your mouth, you moved your body and mouth with his as if you were teaching and participating at the same time. Slightly off with him as well, neither of you seemed to be used to such a heated kiss.
It was new.
Faster,
Harder,
Deeper,
Jungkook and your mouths were inseparable.
Gently whimpering against him when his hands moved to grip over at your hips, he gripped at them. The fabric of your night shorts from the previous night getting caught little-by-little into the roughness of his clammy palms.
Fingertips digging into his cheek the moment his one hand moved to trail down your pajama shorts, you felt your breath get caught in your throat when he gripped hard at your thigh. Helping you arch your bent knee at his side, this allowed him to lean completely against you.
You shakily let out a soft gasp, eyes fluttering open the moment Jungkook's lips suddenly left your swollen ones. Eyes meeting each other, the both of you grew slightly red and dazed over what was felt.
Jungkook swallowed hard, eyes never leaving yours as he watched your face change before him. He knew you felt him between your legs. Although clothing remained in tact, the fact that your mid-regions were aligned and pressed against each other, clothing didn't need to be off to be able to feel the jolts rush through each of your confused, alert, and suddenly aroused bodies.
Your neck sucked in, brows knitting over how it felt. Your shorts were riding on your form as you felt his excited region right up against your middle. You noticed him watch you as he moved your leg higher at his side, his jeans moving more into the middle of your shorts as he opened your legs and allowed himself to stand closely against you.
You swallowed hard and fast, eyes innocent and slightly nervous when staring over at the blushing maknae.
Moving against the wall softly, you moved your hips inwards then out. Working to grind against the boy that had his breath hitch at your actions.
He did the same.
The both of you moved against each other, making each other want to scream, rip away all clothes and continue to move down this taunting path. Instead, you did nothing but remain teasing.
Both starting to flush over what was occurring, none of you stopped.
"...Jungkook," you softly sighed out, leaning your head towards the boy.
You gently kissed him again, hips never-ending in motion.
Jungkook lightly pecked your lips, before trying to catch his breath again. Head moving to lean over to your neck in defeat, his cheeks were burning and red the moment he heard you softly try to breath.
You moaned shakily by his ear, incredibly soft and memorizing.
Jungkook simply moved his hips harder between your legs the moment you made a sound.
Gasping, your mouth grew ajar, hands hugging at his shoulders immediately.
About to bury your head into his neck and catch a whiff of his scent. You wanted to kiss him again, his lips, neck, face. But all of it ended abruptly as he was the one to roughly gasp now.
Eyes shooting open, you had the sudden outcome to stumble forward when Jungkook was ripped away from you in the closet.
Eyes widening, you watched as a hand had roughly taken Jungkook's shoulder, yanking the maknae out of the dark closet and into the light room once again.
Mouth wide for different reasons now, you were in shock when seeing Jungkook stumble back onto the ground, his shocked face moving up to see the same person you were witnessing before your eyes...the person who had ripped Jungkook away from you so violently.
Reality hit you.
"JAE?!"
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