HE'S MINE NOT HER'S ? || JIKOOK ?

JUNGKOOK POV

I wake up feeling the most rested I'd felt in a very long time.

However, that feeling of peace quickly dissipates when the memories of last night come rushing to my mind.

I look to my right to find Jimin still sleeping.

His long lashes resting on his cheeks and he has a small smile on his lips which make the corners of my mouth also turn up despite the thundering in my chest.

What did we do last night?

Did last night actually happen?

Why? I'm not gay.

Jimin's not gay.

However, the dull ache in my ass is a very real reminder that we definitely had gay sex.

And not just once either.

After I fucked Jimin, he took me.

Jimin suddenly stirs and I shut my eyes, pretending to still be asleep just in case Jimin opens his eyes and finds me staring at him. That would be weird.

How did things get so out of hand last night?

Sure, I'd been drinking but I don't think I had too much.

In fact, I'm not the least bit hung over this morning. No headache.

No cotton mouth. No blacking out. I remember everything.

Everything.

From being introduced as Jimin's boyfriend to that poolside kiss and then everything up in this room.

It was something I had never imagined and couldn't have begun to understand how fantastic it could feel.

And not just the sex part.

There was something about the whole act with Jimin.

But I'm not gay. I have no problem with gay guys.

I know many.

It's just that, I'm not one of them. I love women. I love Lisa.

And I'm getting married to Lisa.

I love her. Right?

Otherwise, why would I have asked her to marry me?

I quickly convince myself that I had simply adopted my role as Jimin's boyfriend that deeply.

Deep. Fuck yeah. Deep.

Me deep inside of Jimin and him deep in me.

Shit. I'm so incredibly screwed.

And double shit.

What about Lisa?

I'm supposed to be fucking marrying her later this year.

Can I marry her? Do I want to?

Was this whatever-it-was with Jimin a result from the stress of the wedding planning?

How can I even look at Lisa when I get back tonight?

How can I ever even look at Jimin again?

I need a shower. I need to be alone. I need to clear my head.

As quietly as I can, I slip out of bed and head to the ensuite bathroom.

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JIMIN

When the beddips and heaves, I know Jungkook has gotten out of bed.

Hearing the bathroom door close, I open my eyes and sit up in bed, my ass more than a little tender from last night's fuck-fest with my well-endowed best friend.