'Cause baby you're my drug
And that doesn't harm me.

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She hated physical contact. Even if it was someone familiar to her, she kept her distance. Staying comfortable was important, she believed, and for that she needed her personal space. For Inaya she'd give up on everything but that. And that was another thing about him which made her feel a little more cherished, he respected her priorities. She wanted space, he'd provide her with it.

But it wouldn't be a relationship if it didn't exercise some skinship, would it? Neither Inaya nor Jungkook had resisted themselves for long. She was desperate but hesitant, he was desperate but wanted to conquer with love. And at the end, one needs someone to hug, to cuddle with, to make love with. And for her  that someone was him.

All these thoughts he had reflected through and they were nowhere distracting him from staring at her face. She laid next to him, on the rooftop, under the different shades of sky; blue soothed him the most. He shifted his weight on his arm as he faced her.

Her skin was glowing. She wasn't exactly brown, brighter than brown darker than pale, he'd say. But she made it perfect, the colour suited her, no doubt. Cherry on top, she wore a red dress, a loose one. He smirked thinking how she'd react to the sensation of the dress being torn off.

"Noona?" Just like his eyes his voice was appealing too, like that of an angel. Humming as a response she directed her eyes from the sky to him.

"What about dinner?" And when his voice was appealing she knew he didn't mean it directly but indirectly he meant a lot. Dinner, she laughed realising his sense but planned to ignore.

"I cooked some steak. And we got some beer. Maybe, if you haven't devoured them yet, we can find some sweets too." She had already raised herself up on her feet and was pulling his hand to make him stand too. Entangling her fingers with his she walked ahead of him, swaying their hands while walking.

"And what if I say I'd rather starve and feed on some human flesh?"

"When did you become a cannibal?!"

"You know I didn't mean that."

"Then in what did you mean, Jungkook?" Facing him, she made the kind of face which would annoy him and he scoffed.

Not wanting to play more, he walked towards her with long, fast steps and lifted her off her feet. It was so sudden that it made Inaya squeal with astonishment and wrap her arms around his neck. "So hungry?" He stared at her and her innocent face.

"Inaya, you should know I'm always hungry when it comes to you!" She laughed at that, without thinking about any other thing but the guy in front of her.

He went on walking down the staircase and she kept on laughing, it made him smile too. She was back after a long interval, back to his arms. Being older than him, he believed she did a lot. She believed in him... that he'll make her happy, that he'll be there with her no matter what comes up. And he knew she would be with him too.

Putting her back on the ground he walked to the kitchen, sniffing. Walking after him she glided her hands over his shoulder and tip-toed to focus on his face.

"I'm actually hungry now, mind serving food to me?"

"Sure, get me some beer from the refrigerator." He did as she said. Pouring it in two glasses, he sat on the chair and started playing with the plates kept on the table.

"Noona?"

"Yeah?"

"I... I will be leaving for Busan."

"When?" She bowed down and placed a piece in his plate then her's.

"Not now. Towards the ending of August, maybe."

"Why?"

"Mm... I'll be with my parents."

"Oh okay." She sat in front of him. "I think I'll be there in Busan, too, at that time. Namjoon told me that I was invited for the opening of some kind of party, don't exactly remember what."

"Namjoon?"

"Please... Now don't say you forgot my manager."

"Right. I just wandered off. You've been saying a lot of names, especially guy's names, lately. Tell me about that Juan guy." He leaned in an eerie manner but then started with eating his meal anyway.

"Well... I've worked with this guy before as well. But!" She said that so sharply that he dropped his knife on the plate.

"What?"

"I never noticed him back then. When we met again, on this trip, he showed me a few pictures of himself. And guess what? The same literature camp as me."

"Really?" He said mockingly.

"Yes! Really! And then we had a lot in common. He loves having some my time and I do too. He loves it when he is alone and I do too..." Jungkook stared at her, wishing for her to be quiet or else he'd be so tired, listening to her, that he won't be willing to do anything else. He doubted when her list kept going on and on without coming to a halt. Do you even know this much about me?!

She told him a lot about Juan. A lot. He was done eating and she wasn't even half way through it. He had already gotten up and washed his dish with the extra utensils kept in the sink but she kept on saying. And then he was so done with it that he had walked to her, stared into her eyes whilst bending to her level and kissed her.

She was caught off guard at first and didn't respond to the kiss but when he pulled her to stand up she reacted slowly. He was passionate, she felt. Jealousy? She would have said yes but her mind was clouded with a thick mist, and she didn't mind. It was him and she could see nothing else.

He felt her lips. Soft as always. Steady as always. And as passionate as his. Deepening the kiss he skimmed his arms over hers and round her waist, fingers fiddling with the zipper. She smiled between the kiss and he waited for her approval.

She'd be damned if she said she didn't appreciate him for this. He had never forced her and she was more than grateful for that. She stumbled back as he moved forward. Her legs collided with the armrest of the couch, she figured out, and she was pushed down.

Shifting comfortably over the couch, Inaya felt him pulling her dress down. Hovering on top of her, he kissed her down her neck then travelled to her shoulders, his lips skimming over her warm skin. Cupping her breasts with one hand he balanced himself over her with the other.

He made her feel like heaven, or maybe it was so blissful that she accepted it to be her spiritual heaven. And her dress was ripped off her body. She saw him slowly pulling off his sweater over his body and throwing it away with her dress. That red dress.

Her eyes, just as big and as beautiful like a galaxy, stared at his own. "Beautiful!" He had said that a lot of times. They've made love a lot many more times. But when that feeling passed through each and every vein of his body he couldn't help but admire.

Her hands had travelled up his chest when he bent back down kissing her skin. He kissed, sucked, bit, everything he could do and that sent her satisfaction. Her moans proved that. She believed what he did to her was not anything usual but an actual cast of spells. Pulling off her underwear he skimmed his fingers over her petals as she felt shiver run down her sense organs. It was going to be hard, and he pushed inside her making her yelp. And that just made her realise, she was so wrong when she said she hated physical contacts...

"Noona..." She nodded to him, in response waiting for him to continue. Bending down, he kissed her lips harder, sucked on them harder. Pulling onto her bottom lip he started thrusting in her, her moan filling the area. She kept her voice down. He appreciated that but he didn't like that. Increasing his pace and hitting her sweet spot continuously, she shouted his name in between their kisses making him smile.

"I love you, Inaya!" He panted out.

"I... Love... You... Oh God, Jungkook! I love you, too."

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She woke up first. And she realised that they were still there on the couch, naked. He was on top of her and their bodies fitted into each other's, just like two puzzle pieces fit.

She smiled at his sleepy face. "Oh how innocent you look, Jungkook." She whispered in his ear, he turned his head to the other side. Controlling her giggle she tried sliding away from beneath him. And that's when the bell rang.

"Hey... Jungkook," She shook his body and he hummed. "Babe, get up, let me go then sleep." He lifted his body up, she slipped from beneath him and then he laid back.

Pulling on his sweater she walked over to the door, yawning. She didn't think of looking through the peephole and rather just opened the door.

"Hey honey!" She was still sleepy when she glanced at the person standing in front of her.

"Hey!" She smiled.

"Inaya?"

"Yes papa." She smiled.

"PAPA??!!"

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A/n

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