Just A Number

I was in my towel afraid to go out into the Jacuzzi where Jungkook was waiting for me. This stupid bikini Minyong got for me made me feel insecure about my body. I wasn’t really thin like a lot of the women in Korea, I had some of my mom’s western small curves, hips, boobs, and butt.

Minyong would always say to donate some of my curves to her, I don’t know why I envy her small frame body. I finally got the confidence to go out into the small private pool area right outside our room, Jungkook was relaxing with his eyes closed laying his head back on the edge of the Jacuzzi. I let the towel around my drop down to my ankles and took a step into the Jacuzzi, Jungkook lifted his head to look at me, “It’s about time,” he smiled, “Sorry,” I muttered.

“Well come over here, you’re too far.” He winked. “that’s okay,” I teased sitting on the opposite side of him, he slowly licked his bottom lip slightly nodding his head at me, he got up and started walking towards me, his nicely toned body glistening from the water. I yelped as he grabbed my waist pulling me into him, his hands moved down to my ass squeezing it, “Yah!” “Are you going to listen to me?” he murmured in my ear, his voice now sensual, “What if I don’t,” I giggled, “I’m probably going to have to punish you on your birthday,” he said nibbling on my lobe, it made me gasp as he started kissing all down my neck, “Okay, okay, okay, I’ll listen!” I laughed out loud, “too late,” he replied still kissing on my neck.



It pretty much turned me on and before I know it, I was straddled on his lap sucking on his lips, his hands were still on my bottom I felt him tugging on the string ties of my bikini, they were now both undone…it’s about to go down…

“Excuse me Mr.Jeon,”

A voice interrupted, the side of our villa gate slowly opened, “oh shit,” I whispered hopping off of Jungkook’s lap trying to make sure my bikini bottom doesn’t float away, “We have the cake and drinks ready sir,” it was Jungkook’s bodyguard Daejung, Jungkook sigh and looked towards me, “Sorry…forgot about your cake. Come on in Daejung.”

Daejung walked in pushing a small cart with a cake on it and a bottle of champagne and glasses. He pulled out a lighter and lit the candles that were already on the cake, “Have a good evening, and Happy Birthday Ms.Yuna.” he bowed before exiting. “Wow, a whole cake,” I laughed, “All for you,” he said getting out of the Jacuzzi, “Come, make a wish.” I got up to walk over to the cart, the cake read ‘Happy Birthday my Dearest Yuna’ with pink flowers decorated on the side, I closed my eyes, made a wish, and blew out the candles.

Jungkook clapped, “happy birthday jagi,” I looked at him and smiled, “thank you for all of this,” “Of course,” he said taking the champagne bottle out of the ice bucket, “now let’s get the private party started,” he popped the cork opened and poured the drink into our glasses.



“Open wide,” Jungkook say holding the fork with cake up to my face, I opened my mouth as he fed me. “It’s so good!” I squealed holding my cheeks, “Yeah? well, I bet it tastes better with you covered in icing,” he bit his lip staring at my lips, oh shit. “Oh…” I laughed nervously, “Gimme a kiss,” he scooted closer, I leaned over to kiss him quickly on the cheek and he furrowed his eyebrows, “What the hell, a real one.”

I giggled as I took a sip of my champagne, “Sorry but I want more cake,” he groaned and held up another piece of cake, “Easy on the Champagne there,” he eyed me. “It’s my birthday and I wanna drink!” I whined. I was 2 glasses in and was starting to get a little tipsy, “Eat more cake and less champagne jagi,” I rolled my eyes and ate the piece of cake.

“Anyways, how are you liking your birthday so far? “It’s the BESSSTTT birthday,” I threw my hands up, “Yeah?” he laughed wiping some of the water I accidentally sprayed him off of his face, “Well I’m glad,” “Me too, I always spent my birthday either alone or sad,” I took another sip of champagne. I remember how my ex used to forget my birthday because he was always too busy at work, he worked as a producer for a small studio and was almost never home.

There were many nights where he would sleep in the studio instead of coming home to me and it would just make me feel bad, I don’t know why I put up with it. I started to feel sad, I don’t know why, I’m celebrating my birthday with my boyfriend in another country having the time of my life, but here I am, feeling this way, I need to cut it out, “Yuna?” I felt Jungkook’s gaze at my side profile, “You okay?” I bit my lip feeling frustrated at myself for feeling like this, I gulped down the last half of my champagne, “Yes, I’m fine, I just…want you to kiss me Jungkook.” I said scooting closer to him, he just looks at me with a puzzled look, “Please,” I whispered.

He slowly reached for my face and gently pecked my cheeks, trailing his kisses to my lips. I started kissing him hard with his tongue swirled in my mouth. I got up to straddle on his lap like I did earlier, I grabbed his hands forcing them on my bottom again, he went down to my neck sucking on my sensitive spot, I started grinding my hips on his bulge which made him squeeze my bottom really hard, “Fuck,” he exhaled, “You’re so fucking sexy.”



His kisses started going lower to my breast, he started sucking on the exposed area, as I continued to grind on him, I could feel how hard he was getting between my legs it was like it was getting harder and harder every second. I then started to feel weird, I was growing really hot, really tired, my head was spinning…everything was spinning.

“Yuna?” Jungkook looks at me with worry in his eyes, I was trying hard to focus my vision, “Are you alright??” “Yeah,” I breathed closing my eyes resting my head on his chest, and that was the last thing I remembered.



3rd person POV:

“Fucking shit,” Jungkook sighs as Yuna fell asleep on him, “What am I going to do with you?” he gently sat her up as he positioned to carry her back into their room. He carried her into the bathroom sitting her up against the tub to dry her, “hang on Yuna,” he got up to go get one of his t-shirts from his suitcase for her.

“C-cold,” Yuna groaned, her eyes still closed, “how am I going to do this,” Jungkook crouched down in front of her thinking of how he was going to put his t-shirt on for her. He stares at her body as she was still in nothing but her bikini, the way her body looked in it, her small curves, he couldn’t help it...”Fuck there’s no time for this!” he shook his head.

He sighed closing his eyes as he untied her top, gently taking it off her. He sighs again in frustration as he was trying hard to control his desires, he finally slips his t-shirt on her, satisfied at himself for trying not to peek. She was now all covered, but he just remembered that he still had to take off her bottoms, “dammit,” he grunted.


Jungkook carried her bridal style to their bed, gently laying her down. He then pulled the sheets over her covering her body, he smiled warmly as he looks at her sleeping peacefully.

She’s so beautiful, he thought, how did I get so lucky? He slowly leaned in kissing her forehead, “Happy Birthday Yuna.” He whispered, as soon as he got up he felt his shirt being pulled back, he looked down and saw Yuna holding on to the hem of his shirt, “Stay,” she said half asleep, “I am jagi, I’m going to --,”

“Stay,” she repeated,

“Don’t leave Yoongi.”

Notes

Yo...this was hard to write xD
pleaseeeeee enjoy it

*runs and hides*