Naeun felt her heart beating faster and faster when his hot and soft lips pressed harder against hers, his hands wrapping gently around her waist.
After that girl was caught trying to take advantage of Jungkook's unconsciousness, after she was fired, now she was the one in charge of taking care of Jungkook.
She fell in love from the first moment. Since the first time she saw him, two years ago, when she started to work in this place.
But Jungkook was always drugged, so he was never aware of her existence. Until the director put her in that girl's place.
On the day she hugged him, placing her head on his shoulder, she begged him to at least say one word to her. But no reaction, nothing, only his steady heartbeat could be felt as she tightened her arms around him.
Then she made up her mind and she didn't give him the medicine anymore. Not when this Jungkook was taking the control of his body.
She couldn't help herself but accept his touch, his kisses. She was craving for all he could give to her.
With time, she became obsessed. She wanted him to make love to her every day. But it didn't happen. That side of him who once wanted her didn't come out after they had sex two times in a row.
She waited and waited. But every time the drug would lose its effect, the other Jungkook would come out. That one that didn't like her. That one whose eyes were always cold every time they locked gazes.
She wanted to take him in her arms. She wanted to feel him close. But she couldn't. They didn't like her. Those two didn't want her presence near them.
She wondered what if he didn't want to have anything to do with her anymore? What if he got bored after he got what he wanted? She couldn't help but ask herself that. She even wanted to ask Jungkook as well. But it would have been a wrong move. If the one in front of her wasn't the right one.
Then you came and.... Naeun saw him appearing again.
She missed him so much that she started to cry when seeing him approaching and kissing you.
Her chest hurt as if something within her was ripped apart.
She loved that Jungkook. Only that Jungkook.
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And now she couldn't help it.
After you ran away from him, she ran towards him. Wrapping her fingers around the cold steels, tears started to form in her eyes the moments their eyes locked.
Jungkook smirked. But he didn't move. He was still standing with his back against the wall as he was working his hand along his pulsing length, his lips parted, sweat covering his forehead and neck. It was such a sexy image and Naeun swallowed hard.
Jungkook wasn't hard for her. She knew that. But even so, she couldn't stop wanting him.
She was sick. Sick because of him.
She wanted him more than ever.
Jungkook's lips formed a smirk when he saw Naeun starting to take her shirt off.
"You really missed me. Don't you babe? " He laughed. And her cheeks warmed under his mocking gaze.
"Yes. Please. Come to me." She whispered as she tightened her fingers around the bars.
"Someone may see, you know? "
"I don't care. " Naeun breathed hard, her eyes shifting on his pulsing erection.
Jungkook bit his lip at that. The reality was that he didn't want that girl. He got bored of her a long time ago and she didn't attract him anymore.
But oh well, he had to do something and get rid of his big problem at the moment.
And the truth was that the one he wanted, was you. He came out because of you. Your smell was driving him crazy and he had to have you.
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"What happened with you, Y/N? Why so flustered? " Taehyung asked you as you entered inside the security room.
"Nothing important that you should know." You mumbled before you shifted your eyes on the monitor Taehyung was looking at.
You came with the intention to watch Jungkook and how he was behaving in your absence. But you never expected to see what you were already witnessing.
Taehyung being sharp, was aware of your astonishment. He knew that you had some sort of feelings towards one of them. Or all of them. Which one, that he had yet to find out.
But for now, he was just enjoying himself seeing you so disappointed.
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The next day you could not smile at all. Even when the one in front of you was that sweet boy. Even when he smiled at you. You couldn't smile back.
The image of that boy and Naeun having sex was too fresh in your mind.
It was disturbing you much more than you will ever admit. You couldn't understand yourself anymore.
You hated that part of his. Or at least you thought so.