Chapter 11
Jungkook looks me in my eyes and smirks before standing up. "Thanks for letting me watch TV with you. Later, Princess."
And with that, he walks out the door like Mr. Cool Guy, a smirk still plastered on his face, leaving me with my mouth opened.
That's it?! He gets me all turned on and wet, and he just leaves? I sit up and sigh, my eyes closed, my hand on my forehead. Just as I'm about to call it a night, my phone goes off.
Husband: hey kitten you wanna go out tonight
Kitten? Oh HELL YES!
Me: sure da- Jimin
Husband: 😏
JIMIN JUST SMIRKED AT ME THROUGH TEXT. I can imagine him smirking, and it's sooooooo sexy.
Husband: send me your location ill be there at 10 wear something sexy kitten
I send him my location and start to victory dance. Oh shit. I have to get ready. It's 8:00 right now, and I'm definitely getting dolled up for Jimin.
I feel like wearing some black. Maybe some leather. I pick out my black leather top. It's tight fitting, and has no straps or sleeves. It exposes some of my stomach, only enough to see my belly button a little bit.
I pick out my black leather skirt that stops mid-thigh and some black heels. Satisfied with my outfit, I smile at it. I hop in the shower, my BTS playing in the background.
"Firrrrrreeeeee!" I sing, dancing to the music. I finish with my shower after 30 minutes. I go to my room and apply lotion to my wet body.
I put on some French vanilla body spray. I put on some deodorant and throw on my outfit. Fuck, it's so cute. Luckily for me, my toes are already painted black.
They're not ugly, but it just goes with my color scheme for tonight. I curl my hair, some of it in a ponytail and the rest of it hanging down.
I put on some black lipstick. I don't wear any other makeup, except lipgloss. If it's not for my lips, it's not going on my face.
I put on my heels. I examine myself in the mirror of my room, repeatedly turning to the side, posing, with my hand on my hip. Fuck, I look good.
I pucker my lips at myself, kissing, praising my appearance. The doorbell rings, and I grab my black clutch. I guess you can say...I clutched my clutch...*badum tss* *windshield wiper laugh*
I go to the door as fast as my heels can carry me. I open it, met with a sexy Jimin.
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