Destined To Be His | JJK

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celeste heart races as she sits inside the backseat of the black tented car, parked outside the airport entrance. the atmosphere is charged with excitement as fans gather around, waving banners and screaming for the idol's arrival.

cameras flashing.

that isn't anything new.

celeste can hardly sit still, her knee bouncing up and down, stealing glances at the entrance. the driver familiar with the situation, chuckles softly.
" nervous aren't we?"

the melanin beauty grins, " you have no idea," her eyes lights as she sees airport staff preparing for her boyfriend's exit. just then, jungkook walks out of the terminal, wearing mihara yasuhiro satin shirt, balenciaga apron pants skirt, along with his prada boots and his supreme field backpack. a black bucket hat with his face mask on.

celeste could hear fans go wild, their screams and cheers.

again, cameras flashing.

her heart skips a beat as jungkook comes closer to the car. the bodyguard opens the door, and before jungkook can even fully settle in, celeste wraps her arms around him in a tight hug. " koo,"

jungkook's tiredness melts away as he returns the hug, holding her close to him. "i missed you so much, baby," he murmurs into her hair, his voice a soft melody that only she can hear.

the idol removes his mask and pulls celeste into a kiss, sighing contentedly as their lips move together. jungkook cups her cheek, slowing down the pace of the kiss. celeste motions her hand into his hair, twirling a strand around her finger.

" i feel so alive holding you like this," he break off the kiss and press a lingering one on her lips once again, and peck it repeatedly causing celeste to giggle. " i missed you so much, koo."jungkook nuzzle their noses, and cover her face with kisses.

as the car pulls away from the airport, leaving the throngs of fans behind, celeste lets out a shaky breath and snuggles herself in jungkook's arms. he caresses her back with his thumb and lays his head on hers, whispering, "i'm home."

jungkook carried his suitcase into his bedroom and kicked off his shoes. "do you want to rest for a while, angel?" asked celeste as she took his prada boots and placed them in his walk-in closet with the rest of his shoes. jungkook changed out of his airport outfit and sat on the bed in his white calvin klein boxers.

"yea, come here. i want to hold you," jungkook said as celeste sat on his lap, hugging him tightly. he kissed the top of her head. "i miss you," he raised her chin, leaned in, and captured her lips with his own.

"i miss you more," she said before kissing him hard. jungkook groaned, moving his hand down her waist, giving it a firm squeeze. he nibbled on her lower lip and rolled his tongue inside her mouth.

the room filled up with the noise of their lips smacking on one another. jungkook caught her tongue and suck, pulling celeste even closer, holding her against his bare chest. she moan, as her fingers comb through his hair.

their nose smushed together as they devour each other's lips. jungkook quicken the pace of the kiss, removing celeste's shirt throwing it on the bedroom floor. jungkook move his lips down her neck and plant open mouth kisses on her skin, unclipping her bra. celeste trace his shoulder tattoo with her index finger as jungkook liter neck with hickeys.

"i want to make love to you. is that okay with you, baby?" he gazes into her eyes, his pupils enlarging. celeste's heart skips a beat, tears evident in her eyes. jungkook always asks for consent, even though they've done it a couple of times. it just makes her love him more and more.