⚠️Minor Sexual Scenes

June 4, 2019 8:30AM
Tuesday

"Mmm that tastes absolutely delicious!"

Jungkook gave himself a thumbs up, content with the meals he created just for (Y/N).

Usually, the brown headed boy politely declines any human of the opposite sex when they approach him... but with (Y/N), radiating with grace, beauty, and innocence, had him enthralled. In his eyes, she's mesmerizing in every way; he can't stop thinking about her and it's driving him crazy. The faint glimmer of the afternoon sun ghosting over her (s/c) skin and eyes as deep as the heart of sea, (Y/N) became a goddess in his eyes.

"Speaking of (Y/N), here she comes!" Jungkook bounced up and down as he sees the faint silhouette of the female's body. "Noonaaaaaaa!!!!!"

When her eyes shifted to his figure and finally acknowledged his presence, a surge of comfort mystified him. Instead of seeing (Y/N)'s delightful smile, Jungkook is greeted by a concerning frown plastering her face. (Y/N) angrily stalked to him and grabbed his hands.

"What happened towards your hands?!" She questioned, worry lacing her words. "Kookie tell me what happened!"

"Yesterday, the glass of water on my nightstand fell when I accidentally bumped my hips against it. As I was about to go and clean it up, I tripped and somehow, my hands landed on the sharp edges," he explains flawlessly as the lie he'd fabricated the night before rolls out of his mouth easily. Jungkook lifted his hands to her cheeks, letting his thumb to brush her soft skin as an act of reassurance. "I'm fine noona."

"I thought you would be smart enough to tend your wounds just like how you did to mine," (Y/N) sighs, lips pouting forward.

"I wanted too, but I guess was hurting too much before that I couldn't do it myself. But now... It feels a little bit better."

"Come here Kookie." (Y/N) motions the male to stand next to the sink to wash his hands while she searches for the first aid kit.

"Noona I don't think this is necessary—"

"Shush it chubby cheeks."

"Yes noona," Jungkook chuckles in response.

After gathering the proper supplies, (Y/N) carefully grabbed Jungkook's wounded hands. (Y/N) lightly dabbed a piece of cloth to clean the patches of dried blood blemishing his skin, then grabbed a specific ointment to disinfect his wound.

"Ow!" Jungkook winces when (Y/N) pressed a part of his wound too hard.

"Well that's what you get for being so clumsy... you have to be careful next time Kookie."

As (Y/N) bandaged his wounds, a rush of confidence urged Jungkook to finally ask her the question he's been dreading to ask her all morning, which is if she wanted to eat with him. But when they lock gazes, his breath ran short. His cheeks burned bright red, heart pumping at an abnormal rate the moment (Y/N)'s lips pecked his wound. "I hope you heal fast!"

'It worked. She kissed it!' Jungkook's mind ran with thoughts. 'What happens if I do something more?!? Will she stay by my side forever?!?'

"Well I have to go, I still have to clea—"

"I cooked breakfast for the both us! You surely wouldn't mind being late, right? I cooked it when my hands were aching... so it's the least you could do!"

(Y/N) heaves a sigh. "Jungkook, is it okay if we could eat together next time—"

"But— But I made this all for you and I!" Jungkook pointed at the plates filled with food on the table. "Why? Does (Y/N) doesn't want to eat with me? Does she think that my food doesn't taste good?"

"Jungkook, What's getting into you—"

"Does (Y/N) think I'm not good enough?? Does she think I'm crazy? I think (Y/N) should know that ever since last night, I couldn't taste things properly, is there something wrong with me?!"

(Y/N) steps back from Jungkook, her hands shaking in fear. 'What's gotten into him?' (Y/N) thought. "Alright, ALRIGHT!" The female surrendered to Jungkook's frightening pleads.

"I-I'm sorry if I scared you noona—" his voice began shaking, as if he was going to cry. "I didn't—didn't want to scare you, I just wanted to eat with y-you. Don't hate me please."

"Kookie it's alright. I should be the one
apologizing for being so inconsiderate. You cooked all of this for me, but I was turned down all your hard work. Don't cry please. Don't cry... for noona?"

"Ye-yes just for noon-noona..." Jungkook felt his face flush warm and the hairs on his neck stand as he realized the closeness of their proximity. There it is again, that funny feeling in his tummy. Jungkook thought it's a bizarre sensation, but it isn't unpleasant. If he speaks now, he wouldn't be able to make his usual remarks. Right there and then, he's at a loss for everything; no words, no breath, no thoughts. His body leans down to her's, breaths fusing together the closer they got. (Y/N) squirmed, about to move away, but Jungkook's digits had already trapped her.

He pulled her torso against his and connected their foreheads together. "Noona..." he whispers sensually, his minty breath brushing the tip of her lips. "You-you look very pretty today. You make me wanna kiss you."

Jungkook skillfully cut a piece from one of dishes and stuffed them inside of (Y/N)'s mouth all while never breaking their eye contacts. The food tasted savory; each ingredients worked together to make a delectable meal. "Do you like it noona?"

"I-I like it very much Kookie," she chokes out an answer. Her heart couldn't take this scene; her body is frozen, unable to move, solely because of Jungkook. If she isn't so weak or easily flustered, she would've have the strength to push him away.

"Then I would like to taste it too."

His hand reaches for (Y/N)'s and they interlock as he kisses her tentatively, passionately, and then tenderly, savoring the sweet taste of her lips. (Y/N) being detached from reality, his hands sneaking underneath her shirt completely flew past her senses.

He pulls away, letting the girl breathe and finally realize what just happened. Before she could speak against their unprofessional actions— heck this is way beyond working ethics at this point— Jungkook delve back to her lips, hungry for more. The feeling of her lips causes him to shiver in complete pleasure and ecstasy.

"Kooki—" (Y/N) gasps as he began massaging her breasts, mouth opening wide to let out a moan, but a piece of food is once again shoved inside of her mouth. (Y/N), breathless and still chewing the contents then swallowing it whole, arches her neck as Jungkook works his way down. (Y/N) rolls her head to the side, cheeks blistering red, chest rising and falling dramatically under his influence.

"Kookie," she grabbed a fistful of his hair gently, stopping him from kissing her exposed stomach, "we should stop this. What we just did— what you did to me... this isn't right."

The male smirks, lifting up his body to level with her gaze. "Then I'll make it right."

He maneuvers his head towards her ears. "We will finish this later... right noona? You wouldn't leave poor Kookie will you? Cause Kookie will be starving if he doesn't get a taste of your delicious lips."

"Sit," he orders, "eat."

Jungkook pushes the plate forward (Y/N). He sat across from her on the dining table; his harmless and childish persona slowly seeping it's way back to his iris, replacing the dominant and hungry Jungkook she just had an intimate moment with.

(Y/N) is uncertain.

It's barely the second day of work and she is already tangled with two of the seven, and this... this is no good sign. (Y/N) knew she has to do something before things goes tumbling down; she could loose this job or worse.

"JEON FUCKING JUNGKOOK WHERE THE HELL ARE MY JAMS?!?"

'Ah shit here we go again.'

"ANGRY MOCHI INCOMINGGGG!!!" The chocolate eyed male screams, "Jimin hyung dOnT KiLl mEeEeEe."

'Crap! This is Jimin from the ball!' (Y/N) bolted out from her seat, nearly chocking in the process from her food, and rushed to the corner for safety.

"Did you steal my jams?? I was waiting all yesterday to go and eat them!" Jimin thundered as he grabs a plate from the table and hurled it towards Jungkook, ending up smashed right next to (Y/N) instead.

"Who the hell eats jams by itself hyung??" Jungkook's eyes expanded, mentally scolding himself for saying such words to the devil himself. "I mean I'm not judging you or anything!"

"SAY THAT AGAIN YOU FUCKING CUNT!" He hurled another plate in Jungkook's direction.

"Don't smash anymore of my plates hyung please I beg of you!"

Jimin smirks.

A knife flew Jungkook's way, but he quickly dodged the flying death tool. (Y/N) on the other hand barely missed the knife by an inch.

Jimin sharply turns his head, eyeing the girl up down. 'Who is this little bitch?' The boy tilted his head before he comes prancing around her like a hungry hound. Jimin places his fingers underneath the girl's chin and stared at her dead in the eye. "You're the new maid here huh?"

(Y/N) nods in response.

"Well then... let's make this clear. Do not go inside of my room for any reason or a knife won't be the only thing you'll be seeing flying right through you," Jimin threatens, his words sharp and full of dominance as he takes the knife he once thrown out to Jungkook and pointed it to (Y/N)'s sweating neck. "Ah one more thing. Don't ever get involved in my personal life. I hate nosy bitches."

"I'm afraid I have to enter your room—" Jimin shot her a death glare. (Y/N) loosens up her collar, "—sir."

"Why you little fucking brat?"

"B-because I have to clean it— you know what never mind. What your wish is my command, sir."

"(Y/N) you idiot don't say another word!" Jungkook mouthed the words that only (Y/N) could see. "Do you want to die?!"

Jimin returns his focus on Jungkook. "Did you really think I forgot about you, you little prick?!" Jimin dashes and chased the boy out of the kitchen.

The female sighs, eating the rest of the food that Jungkook kindly provided for her before putting the dirty plates in the sink. (Y/N) turns on the sink and proceeded to pat a few ounces of dish soap into the sponge to scrub the plates.

"You know... we have other staff to clean the plates." (Y/N) recognizes that voice.

She turns around, seeing the head of the butlers that she fell head over heals for in the span of 30 minutes. 'Gosh I feel like I'm in a fan fiction...' (Y/N) smiles to herself as Jaemin approaches the girl with poise and confidence.

"Well might as do it... I still have a little bit of time left before I have to clean Hoseok's room," she remarks. (Y/N) finished her task and put the clean dishes into the rack for them to dry.

"No need. Master Hoseok told me to keep anyone out of his room during the duration of the day. He said that he has some things inside that's for him and his sister to take care off later," Jaemin informs the girl, helping her place the plates into the rack. "I see that you've tangled yourself with Jimin and Jungkook, but us employees call them Tom and Jerry."

"You can say more than tangled," (Y/N) muttered to herself.

"So Ms. (L/N), would you want to spend time during the weekends?"

"What-what are you trying to say?" (Y/N)'s heart beats faster and faster as Jaemin held her hand.

"I'm asking if you want to go out on a little date...? I would love to get to know you more!"

'I think this is a great break for me after all of that happened. Maybe during that time, I can ask Jaemin for help since he knows Jungkook and Taehyung more than I do. And besides... Jaemin is really... really cute.'

"Yes! I actually really appreciate that!"

"Great, Saturday afternoon them. I'll see you around (Y/N)." The way Jaemin said (Y/N)'s name made her heart melt.

'If he's considering this as a date then I should kinda flirt with him,' she giggles.

Jaemin walks out of the room with a smile plastered in his face. Then (Y/N) forgot something. 'Fuck, I don't know how to flirt!'

For a quick second, (Y/N)'s mind raced with thoughts, trying to figure out how to handle her future situations with Jaemin. Who's great at flirting? Who can handle a person and make any moment into something sexual?

Damn she can't think of anyone!

Ding.

"Kim Tae Hyung."

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—France💛💛