Him

Her body raised when the loud knocks echoed through the pit-patting rain.

A yawn, Wyen scratched her head as she got off her bed and reached the door.

Pushing back her hair, she opened the door, half asleep.

Rubbing her eyes, her eyes averted up.

The cold wind was accompanied by a warm eyes gazing deep into hers.

Her eyes blinked and she could not help but stare at him.

No words left their mouth for few seconds until she was pushed inside.

A slam against the door, his lips were quick to meet hers.

the sudden attack of passionate kiss got her body vibrate all over with no mercy.

Hands wrapping around her thighs, he grinned.

She jumped in his arms and nothing looked wrong as she felt jungkook's hands rubbing over her body.

"J..-" not being able to even whimper, her lips were captured in a deep kiss again.

The shorts she wore had it's lace untied within his eager hands reaching her shirt.

Unbuttoning her pyjamas, he deepened the kiss.

Jungkook..

"Wyen"

Jungkook..

"Fxck, Wyen."

Eyes shot open.

She felt his face in the crook of her neck.

Her cheeks rosy as fxck.

As her hips were pulled,

She gasped.

Eyes meeting his.

Her eyes hooded.

It's not..

It's not you...just like always.

Jimin's eyes didn't let hers avert away as they were holding such strong gaze that she felt her knees shake vigorously.

Lips smashing against hers, Jimin held her chin in place.

A gaze down at her eyes, he closed his eyes and she did as well within their body's raising only to head into her bedroom.

Being thrown on the bed, Wyen looked at him.

Shirtless, his eyes didn't get off hers.

Taking hers off, his lips grazed over her naked shoulder.

A look away, she clutched her eyes close.

His lips immediately met hers as she held the sheets up her chest.

His lips grazing down her skin, her lips parted.

Eyes opening, the ceiling met her eyes.

Tears welling up in eyes, Wyen's back arched.

"Wyen.."

"J..Jimin."

That's right.

It is him.

All along... It was him.

It been him.

BRNGGGGGGGG!

Her body jolted up as her eyes widened within her sleepy head being washed off in a minute.

Eyes wide, her body rose and the smell of pancakes made her sniff deep.

That's when her hand patted her chest.

The breath.

It was stuck the whole time?

Her eyes looked around and the pit-patting rain made her sigh in relief.

Looking at her clothes, she bit her lip.

The black pyjamas she wore immediately got the dream back to her mind.

"Had a nightmare?"

Her eyes shot up.

Watching him clean the room within his eyes glancing at her here and there,

Her eyes averted away with hesitance.

"Hungry? I cooked for us."

He mumbled making her look up.

Her fingers fidgeting nervously,

She hesitantly shook her head.

"I'm...fine. I'll eat later."

She said but then, a familiar voice rang at the door.

"Reason?"