You pursed your lips as you blissfully stared at the prominent features of Jungkook before you. This is life. This is what you've always wanted. 

Away from responsibilities and duties of being the only daughter of the Hans' family. Away from all the other judgmental servants and being with the one and only person who you cared for. Away from stress and pressure. 

You giggled to yourself before your fingers glided across Jungkook's features, his eyes, his nose and lastly, his lips. How is it you can never get enough of him? Even if all these features start to sag because of age in the future, you'll still love him the same. 

You could still remember the days when your feelings started to develop towards him. The love and affection he provided was something you craved for, he was more than a role model, he was your brother, your only friend, and now, your one true love.

You always questioned whether your feelings towards him was indeed love. Knowing how you had barely any attention when you were younger, it could possibly be part of your craving towards affection. 

You stopped tracing his well-defined jaw when he suddenly stirred in his sleep. 

"Good morning," you whispered and his lips twitched upwards while his eyes remained closed.

"Good morning babe."

Your heart nearly lurched out from your chest when you heard his hoarse voice and more so, calling you babe. Your eyes widened as you blinked several times at his impassive face, still peacefully and calmly resting.

"I love you," you blurted and his eyes immediately opened, a tinge of amusement dancing across his features. 

"I love you very very much, Jeon Jungkook," you smiled and he chuckled at your random showers of attention. 

"I love you too." 

His eyes connected to yours, your lips dangerously closed to his as you felt his warm breathe fanning across your skin. The way you heart accelerates whenever he mentions those words, that feeling of satisfaction when you finally got him in your hands. Jeon Jungkook