"Jungkook...?" I tapped his back gently,  my voice cautious and soft. He stirs a little in my embrace, diving deeper into the nape of my neck.

I allowed him to calm down in my arms for a little while. The tension in the air rises, and I could feel his warm breath tickling the sides of my ear, his chest rising and falling against mine.

"Hey." he says, pulling away to face me with deep set eyes. I was taken aback by his gaze, one that seemed to pierce through the depths of my soul. He looks at me curiously, and my eyes darted away to his ears that had turned scarlet red.

"Can you stay with me till sunrise?"

My eyebrows knotted in confusion since I wasn't sure of what I heard. Is he asking me to stay the night with him, together, on this bed?

"I meant," Jungkook's cheeks flushed slightly, flustered at my reaction. "to stay awake with me until tomorrow."

My eyes were locked intently on Jungkook as he loosened his tie, letting out a deep exhale from his reddened lips. It wasn't very helpful when I noticed the translucent fabric of his white shirt, hugging tightly on his built muscles underneath.

"But what will we do?.." I glanced away as soon as he turns back to me. Jungkook's parted lips curved up into a cunning smirk, and he rolls up his sleeves at the question.

"Games." he answered.

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"UGHHH! IT'S RIGGED" I yelled, stomping on the floor frustratedly.

"Just admit it, Miss Rank Two..." Jungfuck and his irritating voice rose the anger flaring up in my chest. He seems to enjoy it as I glared daggers at him.

"Another round. I'll beat you this time..." I folded my arms, biting my bottom lip as I shot him another annoyed expression. He remains unfazed, accepting my challenge for the sixth time.

And thus we begun our bickering, occasionally wrestling each other on the floor when he attempts to cheat. Each time however, I was left defeated on the ground , unable to fight against his godlike strength and cheeky smiles.

As he straddled my waist, his eyes instantly directed themselves to my bare thighs, and I realized the dress had ridden up while we were mingling. He pulls it down for me, averting his eyes from what he just saw.

"Yah, pervert!" I kicked him lightly on the shoulder, and held on to the edge of my dress. A stifled laugh escapes from his mouth, the most genuine, authentic laughter that I've ever heard from him. It was the kind of laughter that displayed his bunny teeth, and his adorable eye smile.

"Are you that happy?" my lips also curved up into a grin at his reaction. Jungkook stared at me with an expression I haven't seen before, an unwavering warmth that seems to habour in his honest eyes. Loving, as I would call it.

"Yes, because you're here with me."  he says, pulling me into his chest so I sat comfortably between his legs. He hugs me tightly like I was a precious treasure, the tip of his finger circling around my back, tracing patterns as it went.

The thoughts of his lips on mine suddenly flashed through my mind, and my face turned beet red. Jungkook presses his head vulnerably on my shoulder, enjoying the grip of my arms as I hugged him back.

"Soojung." He whispers into my ear, sending tingles down my spine. "Let's go change into something more comfortable."

I nodded shyly at his words, and yelped alarmingly when he suddenly carries me up bridal style. He leans my head onto his chest, holding me firmly in his arms. I observed his joyful expression, indicating that his mood had already improved drastically from before.

He brings me to a closet in his gaming room. Yes, a closet. It took a while as the room was wide, just like my stomach now after stuffing my face at the party. No regrets, that cabonara was lit.

Jungkook silently places me on a stool, handing over what seems to be his shirt. I examined it speechlessly, my jaw dropping from the brand Gucci imprinted on the tag. What is this, pajamas specially for snobby rich dudes?

"Don't tell me you actually wear Gucci to sleep." I eyed him incredulously, and he doesn't deny. Jungkook leans on the wall, a smirk plastered on his lips.

"More importantly, hurry up and change." he says, eyes fixed onto my body.

"then get the fuck out?"

"Why should I? I mean - the night hasn't ended, and you're still my pretend girlfriend."

I furrowed my brows at the word, pretend, not realizing that he was just teasing me. I had hoped for something, after the events that occurred tonight.

Jungkook chuckles softly, approaching me with a wide grin. He plants a kiss onto my forehead, rendering me even more speechless.

"Sorry, munchkin...I'll leave you alone, so let me change real quick." He says, before pulling off his upper clothing without hesitation. Jungkook chooses a random shirt, running a hand across his hair as he did so. The bare skin that he exposed to me comfortably distracted my train of thought. Shit, am I drooling?

"If you want to shower before bed instead, the bathroom's over there." He places back the hanger into the closet, pointing at another door. "Everything you need is inside."

"Are we still going to stay awake?" I asked, my eyelids starting to feel like sandbags.

"...Let's just scrap the plan and sleep." he replies.

"Where?" I asked.

"together."

"Oh." I answered, not knowing how to process the situation. At that point, my face was heating up too much, so I fled quickly to the bathroom in order to hide from Jungkook.

"Soojung," I heard him yell from behind the door.

"What is it?" I replied flusteredly.

"Clean well."

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A/N:

warning: Jungkook is becoming a hoe, I repeat, he a hoe