❝ are we just friends with benefits? ❞

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Jeon Jungkook is known to be one of the colleges popular playboys, flirting with almost every girl he saw. Many call him a womanizer—never sticks with one girl for long. Although he is in almost every one of your classes, you and Jungkook never interacted, until one morning after a college party when you woke up in bed together with barely any recollection of the night before.

Since then, you agreed to participate in a friends with benefits relationship with him. No strings attached.

Though over time an underlying different kind of tension began to bloom between you that was unspoken of, not the sexual kind, and the way Jungkook seemed to be flirting with other girls less than he used to doesn’t go unnoticed by you.

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Your eyes flutter open as the sunlight hits your face, stretching your arms and lower body as you yawn awake. Glancing beside you, Jungkook is already awake and casually scrolling on his phone as if he isn’t completely naked under the sheets with only his bare shoulders peeking out, and so are you. The floor is a mess of clothes and undergarments, with Jungkook’s dorm smelling of faint and his signature scent, the Calvin Klein CK One perfume that never seems to run out with him.

You take a few moments to observe and admire Jungkook’s side profile, as he seems unaware that you have woken up yet. You were mesmerised. His side profile was nothing but perfection, you always thought.

Then, he speaks softly;

“Good morning, baby.”

You blush slightly as you turn your head away in embarrassment that he caught you staring at him like a brain-dead zombie. “I’m not your baby,” you mutter.

He grins and turns off his phone and places it on the bedside table before rolling over to his side and facing you. He drapes his tattooed arm over your bare waist, shifting closer until his face is a few away from yours.

“But you are my baby,” he coos in a tease, pressing a kiss on your cheek, then another on your nose, as he begins to pepper your face with kisses like a baby. He’s just teasing you for no reason, like always. It doesn’t mean anything. He’s just different, you’re almost sure to yourself. Almost.