Jeon Jungkook

You and Jungkook had been together for some time. You met at college and, although you were on different courses, you managed to get closer little by little. At first, Jungkook thought you were a strange and pathetic girl because of your clothing palette, which had a vintage style, as if you were a girl from the last century He, on the other hand, was considered hot and very attractive, and was reputed to have had fuck with almost every girl in college. You thought this was absurd, perhaps because you were still a virgin, or perhaps because you wanted to be one of the girls who tried his cock and actually succeeded. He was responsible for taking your virginity, he made you feel like a woman, a real woman, and you can't deny that it was very tasty, so much so that you never stopped. This relationship was just casual sex, Jungkook was a bastard who loved to have sex, and he wasn’t the sort of bloke who got attached to anyone (his words), but every day he was at your house, slept with you, and only had sex with you. You were a shy and homely girl, you spent the afternoon making pies, breads, cakes, all home-made by your delicate hands, and Jungkook helped you by eating everything you made. He loved everything about you, your body, your face, your personality, your vintage clothes, your hair, the way you took so much care of yourself, the way you made everything so tasty, he was hooked, in love with you. [..]____________ At that moment you were doing your skincare routine, and of course he didn't escape, mumbling to himself with the sticky cream on his face "ow long’s it going to take to get this sticky mask off, eh? I want kiss you" He smiled mischievously, running his hands around your waist.