Chapter 17

"fuck." the word rolls off my tongue in a hurry as I flinched backwards to the wall, in reaction to the cold touch of the rushing shower. Jungkook's bathroom was more luxurious than necessary, and all the devices seem foreign to me.

As a result, I'm left confused and puzzled. I had no absolute idea how to adjust the temperature of the shower, and let's just say it wasn't pleasant. The cold breeze on my wet skin made me feel more naked than I was already.

Just as I was about to fiddle...