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YA/Teen Fiction - Feb. 7, 2017

7 | Red Skies

WORD COUNT: 2,855 sorry it’s not v long


Originally posted by dangerously-jamless

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“I missed you.” Jungkook whispered into the crook of your neck, his hot breath against your ear sending waves of excitement through your body, the two of you were hugging on to each other as though your lives depended on it.

“I missed you too…” Your arms wrapped round his thick muscular neck as you buried your head into his collarbone. Both of you were stood up in the middle of the room, neither one of you willing to let the other go.

“Thank you,” Jungkook pulled away from you, his big hands still gripped on tightly to your hips. He eyed your frame up and down before his gaze found your own. “For bringing me back… I thought, well I thought I’d never see you again.”

Smiling up at Jungkook you couldn’t help but notice he had changed, something about him was different, though you couldn’t pinpoint exactly what it was. He still looked like Jungkook, still walked and talked like Jungkook. But you were certain that he wasn’t Jungkook.

“I never thought I’d see you again either… Jungkook-, you seem different…” You explained, your hands resting on his large bicep muscles as you looked up at him through your watery eyes.

“Well I mean I have just come back from the dead Y/N… Maybe you should cut me some slack.” He cocked his head to a side as he laughed, exposing his perfect white teeth in a breathtaking smile.

“Yeah, you’re right…” You grabbed on to one of his hands and made your way to the door, “The others will be so happy to know you’re alive! Come on-”

“No. I don’t think that’s a good idea. Not yet.” Jungkook glared through you, his black eyes were piercing and cold. What did that even mean?

“I don’t understand, they all thought you were dead-, the least you could do is say hello?” Your eyebrows frowned in confusion, why was he being like that?

“I’ll say hello in the morning, I promise. For now I’ll just sneak into my room and sleep, if that’s okay? I’m oddly tired for somebody who was dead ten minutes ago.” His features were soft and delicate as he smiled shyly, even after death he was still perfect.

“Of course… Yeah.” You smiled at him wearily as you opened up the door, silently guiding him to his bedroom.

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