"Alright," I bring my hands down to my belt and undo it. "What are you doing?"

I do not answer but slide my belt away from the loops, and I hurry to grab both of her wrists once again. "Hey," she giggles, not even trying to get away. I hold her arms behind her back and use my belt around her wrist to tie it, but as I am focusing, she presses her lips on my cheek, which does not do anything other than make me smile, but she then aims for my neck and manages to make me stop and look at her.

Her pretty eyes dive into mine, and I unconsciously look down at her lips. "What did I say about that spot?"

She closes her eyes and bends her head back. "My mind's turned off, I can't hear anything."

I roughly tie the belt and make it tight to get her to regret her actions, making her twitch and complain. I lay my hands down on the sofa but press one kiss against her neck, right under her jawline, and I feel her move her head back down, but I do not control myself, I drift my lips lower and kiss that same area for the second time.

I retreat to not go any further, and I glance at her. "How does it feel now that you can't do anything? Hm?"

The look into her eyes seeming much more bashful, she suddenly becomes very quiet, and I mock her. "You shut the fuck up and behave now, uh?" I lean back and grab my PS5 controller and TV remote to turn it on.

"At least you know what to do to make me silent," she indirectly asks for me to do it again, not even being subtle about it. "I'll keep that in mind."

She does not say anything but gives us a break, and I open the Netflix application by accident when I meant to open the Youtube one.

"Netflix and chill," she uses a higher pitched voice to sound dumb, and I give up. "Shut up, oh my..." I sigh and check what time it is on my phone. "When the fuck is that pizza coming? I'm gonna lose my mind if I don't eat."

She giggles in an adorable manner, having fun, and I look for a video to watch with her. She does not attempt to annoy me anymore but pays attention to what I am doing.

"Jungkook," she quickly changes her mind, and contradicts what I thought. I have to be honest with myself though, whenever she does that, whenever she calls my name before asking me a question, I can feel my lips naturally turn up. This has to be the cutest thing ever, and I love it. "Y/n."

"Jungkook," she leans her body towards mine and rests her chest on my arm, but I do not reply this time, I do not give her what she wants. "Jungkook...don't ignore me, please," she speaks in a cute voice, making it hard not to give in to her. "Hey...I'm already bleeding enough for you to make my heart bleed even more."

Against my will, I fall for it and laugh. "You're dumb."

"I know," she moves away from me and bounces her legs. "I need to pee."

"Go. I'm not holding you back," I pick a new video in my subscriptions I have not watched yet and which she likes too. "Your belt does though."

I drink some Coke I forgot on the table, and I peek at her. "Can you hold it in for a little longer?" I put my glass down. "You'll indirectly give me an infection, and I'm thirsty."

Loving this game a little too much, I go further and grab her bottle. I open it and bring it to her. "Don't spill it everywhere," she opens her mouth, so I get the bottleneck against her lips and let the water go down. "You're gonna choke if I don't stop, right?" I gaze up at her eyes to see her reaction, and with only a look, I can tell she does not like the idea. "Hm? What if I keep going? You haven't answered, so I guess you're okay with it."

She hums to let me know she got enough, but I keep the bottle up for a few more seconds. "No. Swallow a little more," I do not make it long so that it only remains a joke, and I move it down.

"I'm gonna kill you," she expresses her anger right away, and I close the bottle. "Don't make me put it back in your mouth," I drop it on the table and put my arms around her to untie the belt since I do not want her to get pain from holding in her pee.

"Don't stay so close for too long. The tattoo on your neck makes it very tempting," she makes it easy to expect what she wants to do, so I warn her. "Do not."

"Hmmm," she emits right into my ear, sending shivers, which I did not expect to feel at all, down my spine. She goes against the rule and kisses it again, but I feign indifference and pretend not to care.

She does it to get my attention, so I will ignore her for that exact reason.

Fearing that I could hurt her or leave some bright marks over her skin, I do it as gently as possible but realize this was very tight, almost tight enough to cut her blood circulation, and in short seconds, the leather belt is away from her skin.

"Go pee now," I hold my belt between my legs, and she stands up, and out of lack of control, I drop my eyes down to her thighs and look at her walk away.

The kiss she gave me still steering my mind up, I swallow and glance down at my hands, and I toy with the belt. I cannot get that feeling out of my head.

•••

6 pm.

After putting the warm pizza down on the coffee table to enjoy our food in front of the TV, I open it, and y/n sits on the floor to eat at the table. "Here," I give her a slice after she laid a tissue in front of her, and she grabs it and takes a big bite right away.

"Did you forget a hair tie?" I notice that she has not tied it up like she usually does when she eats, so I push the strands behind her shoulder. "Yes, and I hate when I do."

I smile but decide to focus on her instead, and I sit right behind her on the sofa to have her body between my legs, and I hold her hair in a low ponytail.

"Are you not gonna eat?" she turns her head, obliging me to move my hand. "Later. I'll eat what's left, don't worry," I slowly play with her hair, loving how this feels. "I wanted to eat with you though," she takes another mouthful but leans back, getting stuck right between my thighs, she brings the slice of pizza up to my mouth. "Come on, eat a bit."

To make her happy, I hold one hand under my mouth to make sure nothing drips on her and take a bite into it, and she puts the rest of this slice down. "I didn't ask, but do you like it?" I chew on the food that tastes better than usual and rub my fingers over her neck. "I do, it's really good, and I was so hungry that it feels like it's the best one I've ever eaten."

I chuckle but feel some comfort from her words. It always brings me a lot of relief and happiness to know she is feeling good and eating well. Nothing else matters more to me.

"Eat this since you love the crust," she rips it into two and gives me one part first, and I lean forth to take it in my mouth. "Thank you," I cup the side of her throat and caress her skin with my thumb, and she grabs another slice.

10 minutes later...

"Ugh...I can't anymore..." she moves back and rests her head on my thigh as I was watching the livestream we have been focusing on together, and I lower my eyes to her. I pat her head, feeling pretty sleepy. I yawn and bend my head back, and a moan runs away from my lips. "Fuck..." I lift my arms up and stretch, getting rid of some tension I have been feeling since this morning.

I peek down at y/n but notice she is already looking at me, and I clench my thighs against her face to be annoying. She grins without complaining and moves up. "You better eat what's left, okay?" she sits down by my side, and I nod. "I will."

"Promise," she does not trust me, so I give her my word. "I promise."

"Good, I believe you," she presses her warm lips against my cheek, and I smile but set my eyes back on the TV.

— Next day —

Friday, May 7th, 2021.

12:20 pm.

'YOUR P.O.V'

[ hey, how's your day going? >

I send a text to Jungkook after sitting down at one of the tables of the cafeteria and put my headphones on to not hear the noisy students around me, and I eat my snack but check what Jungkook answered me.

< it was shit, and I'm already going home ]

[ why? What happened? >

He does not text me but call, so I pick up right away. "Hey, are you not too busy to talk on the phone?" he asks as if I did not take a second to get it. "No, you're not driving right now anyway, right?"

< it was shit, and I'm already going home ]

[ why? What happened? >

He does not text me but call, so I pick up right away. "Hey, are you not too busy to talk on the phone?" he asks as if I did not take a second to get it. "No, you're not driving right now anyway, right?"

"No, I'm just in my car. I'll wait," he reassures me a lot. "What's going on? What happened to make your day bad?" I get to the point to know who caused him to feel that way, and I hear him sigh through the microphone. "That fucking intern bitch...I got mad at her for insisting on helping even though I told her I didn't need it, but right before she came up to me, a customer complained for ten minutes to me about the coffee I served her and all, so I was really mad as fuck and told her to leave me alone and not disturb me while I'm working," he explains with obvious anger filling his voice.

"And after that, she was like, 'Why are you always cold and upset all the time? It's so annoying for everyone', and that got on my nerves even more, so I told her that she's only been here for a few weeks so who the fuck she is to complain about the ambiance between me and my other colleagues when she's the only one I can't stand, but right after, she went up to our fucking boss and since it's about her, he talked to me like shit and told me to leave earlier," he finishes telling me about everything, which is much more infuriating than I expected. "You already have to deal with shitty customers who take their anger out on you for no reason at all, and then this brainless girl comes and makes it even worse when your work has already been exhausting enough, it pisses me off to know you're never left alone," I express my honest emotions about the situation, hating the fact he cannot even have anything good.

"Seriously, if I go back next Monday and that he ever tells me that I'm fired, I'm not gonna shut up about it," he already thinks of the worst, so I try to calm him down the best I can. "He doesn't have any good reason to fire you, so he can't. Don't be worried about it. I know it's hard because I'd be mad as well, but don't let her affect you like that. Just go home and take this opportunity to rest and eat, okay?"

"I know, but working my ass off just to, in the end, get fired because of a bitch who talks about her stupid life and how much of a whore she is more than she actually works and helps is infuriating. Only because she sucks his dick..." he cannot control his anger anymore, letting it take the upper hand on him. "Jungkook," I softly pronounce his name to slow him down, and he breathes out. "I'm sorry, sweetheart."

"No, don't be. I understand why you're feeling like that, I just want you to stay calm. She's not worth it," I grab some of my snack to nibble at it, and he hums. "I know. Thinking about you held me back from throwing hands."

"Really? You think about me?" I smile and tease him about what he was not afraid to say, and an attractive scoff leaves my phone. "I do. That's why I always have a headache."

"Ugh. If thinking about me gives you a headache, why don't you stop? Hm?" I chew on my snack but cannot ignore how this makes me feel to hear him admit that. "Be—"

"Is it maybe because it's too hard to not have me on your mind, uh?" I cut him off in case he could try to make up a lie. "Shut up," he laughs, which means I managed to take his mind off of what happened at work. "You're the one who said it. Not me."

"Yeah, you're right. It feels way too good for me to stop," he gives me butterflies with words that should not, and I take a bite into my second snack since I did not bring any nutritious meal. "What feels good?"

"Thinking about you," he does not crack a joke or drifts the topic to another one, playing with my weaknesses and feelings. "Hm. And what feels good about that?"

"I don't know. Sometimes, some thoughts are enough to make you feel some stuff, you know," he does not give details for his words to remain pretty vague as I can hear him smile through the tone of his voice. "But whatever, are you eating something?"

"No, not whatever. I need a better explanation. And yes, I'm eating," I swallow and empty my mouth. "What are you eating?"

"I ate some rice crisps, and now I'm eating a small roll cake," I take another bite, my hunger leaving me after long hours without food. "That sounds really good."

"It is, but what about you? Have you eaten?" I return the question since his answer is much more important. "Not yet. I'll eat later."

"You better do," I raise my eyes up at the sight of someone sitting in front of me and fall upon Matthew. He understands I cannot talk to him and remains silent but puts a can of grape milk in front of me, so I thank him.

"Or else what, sweetheart?" Jungkook flutters me in front of my friend, but I pretend to not be affected and open my can. "Or else I'll make you regret it tomorrow."

"Sure. I'm scared already," he ridicules me, underestimating what I could do. "I gotta go home now anyway, so I'll be waiting for you to make me regret it tomorrow."

I smile, enjoying the way he teases me. "Good to know. See you tomorrow then."

"See you, sweetheart," he hangs up and ends the call, so I bring my phone down and look at Matthew, who did not leave. "Thanks for the drink. Why did you suddenly bring me one?"

"I saw it was the last one left, and I know you love them, so I kept it for you," he eats his pasta and makes me hungry again. "That's sweet. Why aren't you with Eve though?"

"She's with her friends, and they're way too loud, so I'd rather be with you," he pushes his fork in his box, the pasta seeming creamy from what it leaves on his lips. "I'm here for that. I'm the calm friend."

"You're more than that, but yeah," he grins and fills his mouth with food, but I bring my eyes down to my phone at the sound of a new text.

< who did you say 'thank you' to? ]

[ Matthew. He brought me a drink >

< oh okay ]

•••

4:40 am.

The sound of my phone ringing wakes me up in the middle of the night, and no matter how sleepy I am, I grab it and check who it is.

Jungkook? Why is he calling me at this hour?