9 Chapter Nine

Yoongi POV

I watched as Jungkook set the muffins up on the stove. It had been so long since the last time I had eaten a home-cooked meal. And even if it wasn't a full meal, it still felt like one.

"Jungkook," I said slowly, my legs swinging gently off the edge of the counter. I felt so soft and relaxed now that Jungkook had pleasured me...

"Yeah?" He replied, reaching up to grab two plates down from the cupboard.

"I love you..." I finished, lowering my gaze from him to the floor.

I didn't know what to expect after saying that. I knew he loved me back though... I could almost feel his love in some ways, through the little things that he did for me. Still, the fact that he wasn't responding was starting to rattle me, and I just bit my bottom lip, trying to forget I had ever said something.

"Yoongi..." He said softly, cupping my cheek in his warm hand and turning my gaze towards him. I looked at him without saying anything, tilting my head so that it was resting heavily in his strong hand.

He then leaned forward, wrapping his other arm around my waist and kissing my lips gently. I hummed against his lips, letting out a small groan of satisfaction. This was all I needed to feel better. His soft, tender lips pressed against mine to form a kiss so delicate and sweet.

"I love you too." He whispered against my mouth, pulling back only to press another kiss to my forehead. I smiled, nuzzling my cheek into his hand lightly. He loved me.

And I loved him.

"I don't ever want to leave you, Yoongi..." He said quietly, pressing multiple kisses to my temple and down the side of my face. "I don't want to have gaps where I can't see you... I don't want to only see you when you're trying to find me and use me. I want to be with you wherever you are, and I want to make you happy... so, so happy..."

I nodded softly at his words, looking up at him. "I have to kill you, Jungkook." I mumbled, my voice barely above a whisper. He stopped the trail of kisses, pulling his face back to look at me. I whined at the loss of contact. It had felt so nice and comforting, coming from the other.

"You what?"

"I was hired to kill you..." I said, my voice a bit stronger for him to hear. "By the end of this month... October thirty-first..." Halloween night.

I hadn't even realized it, but warm tears were rolling down my cheeks, dripping onto Jungkook's hand. He was going to die... because of me, of all people!

"I'm sorry... I'm s-so so sorry..." I said, pulling my head away from his hand and covering my face in my sleeves, nothing but pure sadness panging at my heart.

"Shhh..." He said, wrapping his arms around me and pulling me into his chest, laying his chin atop my head. "We'll figure something out Yoonie, don't cry..."

I sniffled, letting my face bury itself in his warm chest as my arms wrapped around him. I tried to make myself believe his words... that we would figure something out together. But it seemed near impossible. If I didn't kill him, someone else would. He was a popular target, since he was fast and clever and knew how to fight.

"How about you take a nice, hot bath... and calm down a little?" He said, pressing a kiss to the top of my head. That did sound nice, but...

"Only if you join me..." I said, keeping my face pressed against his chest. Hot water was still not as warm as Jungkook when he was with me. Nothing could compare to him. He was irreplaceable.

He nodded, lifting my up under my butt and holding me against him. I wrapped my legs around his waist, letting him carry me upstairs. I pointed out the bathroom, but other than that didn't move until we got there.

Jungkook set me down gently, turning on the water and letting it run into the tub. I stretched my arms above my head, groaning as I sat down on the floor. He turned around to look at me, cocking a brow. "What is it?"

"I'm tired. And lazy." I said, letting my head hang low as I grabbed the hem of my shirt and lifted it up and over my head. He chuckled, bending down to run his hand into my hair.

"You're not lazy, you're my hard-working hyung~" He cooed, tilting my face up towards him to kiss my lips gently before pulling away.

"Thank you..." I muttered, standing up and getting out of the rest of my clothes, awkwardly covering myself up after as I looked at the water filling up the tub.

I heard Jungkook chuckle, and before I knew it he pressed me against the wall, one hand on my shoulder and the other moving my hands away from my privates. "Are you hiding yourself after everything we've been through, Yoonie?" He smiled, running his slender fingers along the length of my cock. I closed me eyes, the heat rushing to my cheeks as I already felt myself start to harden. God, he had such an effect on me... he just jerked me off, too!

He pulled away after a few more strokes, and I whined, crossing my arms over my chest instead of over my slightly hard member. He just flashed me a bunny smile, getting undressed in front of me and motioning to the tub, which was almost full. I hesitantly went over to it, turning the water off. The tub was rather large, with gold embroidered edges and feet, as well as a wide build. Slowly, I lowered myself into it, watching Jungkook and wondering how he was planning on getting in. He would probably just sit on the other side... so we could awkwardly stare at each other...

The water was hot, but not too hot. It was honestly just how I liked it. Jungkook went over to me and then looked down into the water, pouting before grabbing a bottle of soap and pouring it in to make bubbles. I rolled my eyes playfully, a smile pulling on my lips. "So childish..."

He set the bottle of soap aside and then decided to get in -right on top of me.

I laughed, holding onto him as he straddled my lap, leaning his chest against mine. "Such a big baby~" I teased, rubbing my wet hands up and down his bare back. He just groaned, closing his eyes and rolling his shoulders back while mumbling, "This is so relaxing..."

I nodded, playing with the hair on the back of his head. It really was, with the hot water soothing my muscles and Jungkook warming me up even more, comfortably resting against my chest.

"I'm sorry for making you hard." He whispered, and with that he lifted his hips up, dropping himself down right on top of my member with a deep moan.

I bit the inside of my cheek, groaning at the sudden action and letting out a sharp gasp. "Mm..."

"Feel better?" He asked, keeping myself stuffed inside him as he once again laid against my chest. I nodded, running my hand through his soft curls and dampening them as I closed my eyes.

"I want to do this more often.." He breathed, pressing a kiss to my chest and dragging his lips across my collarbone slowly. I let out another quiet groan, nodding in agreement.

"I don't want you to leave me." I said quietly, my grip on his hair tightening a little bit. "Don't want you to die..." I opened my eyes to look at him, which was hard with the tears threatening to spill out.

He looked up at me, pouting and cupping both my cheeks in his soft hands. "Yoongi, I'm right here baby." He said, his voice smooth and low as he spoke. "I'm not going anywhere, I promise."

I nodded, sniffling and leaning my head into one of his hands. I forced myself to believe his words, because it hurt not to. It hurt to think about not being with Jungkook... he meant so much to me already, even though I don't show it.

Why don't I show it?

Why do I keep pushing him away?