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Pair¬ jungkook×she

Point of view¬ 3rd person

Genre¬ realistic fiction, love making implied (no graphical descriptions), fluff

Synopsis¬ it's a beautiful young night, where the sky makes one with the stars, just like the lovers under the span of it.

Words¬ 577

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The sky glitters beautifully, the stars twinkling, and the moonlight falls on them, as they lay tangled under it. The balcony of his penthouse illuminated by the soft glowing light provided by the moon, the warm blanket covers their forms from the cool breeze. They watch the stars dancing in the sky, with crickets whistling praises, the song being hummed by him.

She rests her head on his strong shoulder, her arm draped across his torso, while he has his own around her shoulders, in a protective yet affectionate manner, assuring her that he'd be there for her forever, words unsaid. Cuddling in the comforting silence of each other, breaking every now and then when he hums, they need no materials to make them happier. They are complete, together.

He drops down his gaze from the sky to another one, one found in her eyes, one that is his favorite. As she looks back at him, his breath hitches when he sees his reflection, clear as crystal in her eyes, and he knows his purpose of life. She is the one. For him, and his life. The passionate energy they share between each other is surreal, yet when he moves to hover over her, it is then that they know, that no, it's not just a dream, but a reality. A beautiful, revered reality.

He dips his head down to press his mouth to her, mouth's parting for the share of their breaths, and exchange of passion and love. Her delicate hands rest on his neck, thumb brushing his jawline fondly, then traveling south along the lines and shapes of his strong arms, to his naked torso, tracing every inch of his skin, worshipping it with her fingers.

It is true, kissing your true love is addictive.

He moves his fingers, from her hair, to her cheek, and her collar bone, to the bare skin of her belly. Shivers rise from the point where he touches up to her cheeks, and Jungkook smiles against the skin of her neck. He marks her with his lips, teeth, tongue, and hands, not just for the world to know of him and her, but for the overwhelming feeling he earns upon doing so. Getting warmer and warmer, he raises onto his knees to get rid of the unwanted barriers between them. He pulls them off of her, then moving his hands for his own fabrics from his body.

Laying down his body on her own again, he connects them both, their bodies, as well as their souls. Their breaths mingle, as he moves slowly, feeling every inch of her, moving his hands to intertwine them with hers, placing them on either side of her head.

Breaths transform into moans, and moans transform into names, them being chanted as if they were the prayers for each other's lips. He rests his head against her, and she tilts her own in such a way that her nose caresses his cheek.

The night air, once silent, is now filled with deep breathing, moans and groans, and words that claim their undying love for each other, but it never comes to end, as it is a long way, till the night grows old.

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¬ Choi-hajin