Jungkook was tired, both emotionally and physically. His nights were haunted with fleeting images of the girl in the delivery uniform. Every time they popped up in his mind, something else popped up as well.

Despite how much he wanted to wish it away, it stayed firm, poking into his mattress with determined ferocity. It had taken a long while for the stupid thing to rest, and it left him restless.

He couldn't understand it anyway. He'd seen many women in his lifetime, and though very many of them had managed to make his dick stand on edge, none of them had had him thinking about them for days on end.

Especially not in a delivery uniform.

He'd gotten up in the morning with bags under his eyes and made a cup of coffee. Drinking it, he rested himself against his kitchen bench and looked out of the expanse of glass that shrouded his view to the outside world. He tried to blank out any memory of the girl as he sipped the beverage, trying to focus on the work that would begin in a few hours.

His next destination was the gym, where ran the treadmill like he was climbing the side of Mount Everest. Drops of sweat glittered down his physique in wishful wishes that the thought of the woman would leave his head. He played his favourite songs on repeat in his ears as he aggressively ran each mile, causing a several eyes to follow his moves.

At work later that morning, he felt like the words on his computer were stuck in constant make out with each other, because he couldn't make out any of them. His hand was constantly brushing through his dark hair and his eyes perpetually glanced towards the door, as if the girl would step through with the pizza again.

"This is so stupid, Jungkook." He sighed to himself, realigning his eyes with the computer screen again. If he really wanted to see her again, he could just call up for pizza, but how childish would that be?!

He brought his hands to the keyboard and began to type.

I wonder what her name is?

His mind wandered with the thought of her again, envisioning her dark hair and curved features.

Lilly maybe? He thought, before realising what he was doing and letting out a guttural groan. His fingernails tapped against the wooden desk in frustration as his mind tried to figure out what it was supposed to be typing. He felt as if he were a high school student, writing out exam answers. He knew what they were, but at the same time his mind was so fuzzy that he didn't.

His thoughts were abruptly pulled to a stop when his office door opened. His heart beat loudly for some stupid reason, and his eyes quickly flew up towards the doorway. It was Seokjin, who immediately darted to Jungkook's desk.

"Sir!" He greeted in an oddly excited tone, "I have something for you!"

Jungkook drew back in caution while watching at the man as he had never seen him so ecstatic about something. The most he had seen of the man was when he was standing like a statue and occasionally answering questions.

Seokjin practically landed against Jungkook's desk with a thump, quickly handing the younger man a pamphlet. Jungkook brought it to his face and his eyes immediately enlarged when they met the sight of the pizza delivery girl – but this time, in a way more revealing outfit.

He choked on his own spit as he read the words, 'Sex education' in bold writing along the top of the picture.

"S-Seokjin," He tried to calm his nerves as he turned to his secretary, "What the hell is this?"

"It's amazing, isn't it?!"

It wasn't amazing. Everything about it was so, so wrong. Jungkook could barely believe his eyes and surely didn't want to. He had just been trying for days to forget the girl, and there she was, advertising for the most golden opportunity Jungkook had ever seen.

The picture of her only caused Jungkook's imagination to spiral – he could see his fingers against the porcelain skin of her exposed thighs, clawing and gripping as if he were hanging on for dear life; his lips trailing the gorgeous creamy surface and leaving it covered in a thousand stars of magenta.

And there it went... again.

He tried to push his chair further under his desk to hide the raised length, narrowing his eyes on Seokjin's face. "Where did you get this?"

Seokjin seemed a little confused by his reaction. "I found it on the internet." He replied with the rehearsed statement, seeming a notch less enthusiastic than before.

With judging eyes, Jungkook turned back to the paper, skimming the number across the page. "Why d-did you bring this here?" He asked, feeling more and more irritated as his eyes magnetised to the beautiful woman in the picture. He placed it down on the desk before looking irately at Jin.

"Well sir," Jin sounded rather indignant, "You were pretty attracted to her."

"So, on company time, you hand me a flyer for sex services provided by her?!" Jungkook fumed, trying his best to keep his eyes from the ridiculous thing.

Jin sighed, "Sir, you've got to allow yourself to have some fun."

"This is fun?" An eyebrow raised on Jungkook's face. He had never had sex before, and while of course he knew the concept, he'd never thought of it as something fun. To him it was just something people with more time wasted it on.

Something in him was slightly curious, however.

What did sex feel like?

His mind could only comprehend the imaginings he had when he saw the photo of her, and that only made him harder.

A coarse sigh left his mouth.

"It could be educational." Jin reasoned, totally unaware of Jungkook's internal struggle. "You're obviously a virgin, and this could help you out a lot."

Jungkook motioned to his computer, "With my work?"

"With your inability to handle an erection."

Jungkook instinctively looked down at his tight pants, getting grossed out by the lump in between his legs. His eyes reached Jin's again and his lips folded into a line. "Whats wrong with that?"

"Women don't find inexperience attractive, sir." Jin responded, internally wanting to strangle the obstinate brat in front of him. Any young man would have totally jumped ten feet high for the opportunity to fuck an attractive woman, but this man was trying to fight his own desires.

Jungkook seemed to be considering that statement as he drummed his fingernails against the desk again.

Hurry up and say yes so I can arrange this already! Jin screamed inside his mind, his eye noticeably twitching as it watched the younger man.

Jungkook's mind was alive with thousands of images of the woman and he had to try and suppress his heavy breathing as he lived in each one. Maybe being with her would make the stupid limb on his body cease it's rising and he could go back to working again.

"Alright." He finally told Seokjin. "Call her."

Seokjin's lips curled in his trademark grin. "When should I schedule it, sir?"

Jungkook was barely listening as his mind entertained him with inappropriate images. "Schedule what?"

It was taking all of Seokjin's patience not to hurl the boy out the window behind him.

"The first lesson?"

"Tonight." Jungkook blurted impulsively as he remembered the throbbing length below him, before quieting back down to not seem so eager. "Tonight."

"Whatever you say, sir." Seokjin replied, taking a bow before leaving the room.

You stupid fucking brat, you just agreed to your ultimate demise! 

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