The Missing Piece |BTS JIMIN FF|

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'You should stop inviting me over or I'll move in.' He jokes as we walk into my place

'That would cost you loads.' I joke back, giggling

I have no idea what he grabbed, but he brought a backpack with him. He dropped it by the side of the couch, flopping down on it.

'Those guys drained me.' He sighs heavily

'What do you do to get your energy back?'

'Get away from them for a while.' He laughs. 'Give me 10 minutes and I'll be brand new.'

I chuckle at him. 'You recover while I take a shower.'

'Need some help?' He smirks at me

'Relentless...' I sigh, getting up

'That's not a no.' He teases

'It's not a yes either.' I point out, walking towards my room. I heard him giggle at himself. He does love his flirting. And honestly, I do too.

I didn't need to wash my hair so it went a lot faster. Nothing better than a hot shower after a long day. I put on my shorts and an oversized shirt and went back to the living room.

'Is it okay if I jump in the shower? I didn't get a chance as Hoseok was holding a concert in our bathroom earlier.'

I laughed at the thought of Hoseok screaming his lungs out in the shower.
'Course, go for it.'

'I might need some help taking off the clothes.' He teases, standing right in front of me, smirking at me

'Then who helps you every time you need to shower?' I tease back

He just smiled widely, 'Damn, got me there.' He says, softly caressing my cheek

'Go shower you flirting monster.' I tell him

'You don't seem to mind it.' He says, leaning right to my ear as he passes me by.
He is right. I don't. Why did I ask him to stay? I'm just making life harder for myself.

I just sent through the movie selection while he was in the shower. I was sucking on the lolly he gave me earlier while we were at his place.

'Can I have some?'

I didn't hear him come out of the bathroom so he startled me a bit leaning over by my ear. I looked at him and he was a lot closer than I thought he was. He was only inches away, smirking at me. Jesus, he's so pretty...

I couldn't muster a single word, so I just offered him the lollypop.

'That's not what I meant.' He says quietly, leaning closer to my face slowly

'Jimin-'

'Too far?' He asks, stopping only 2 inches away. His breath was tickling my lips as he softly brushed his nose against mine, barely grazing it. This man is going to give me a heart attack.

I couldn't speak, and I definitely don't know why I'm stopping him. I want this.

I reach over, sliding my hand under his jaw to pull him in, connecting our lips. Fuck everything. I want this so bad.
He kissed me slowly, softly cupping my lips with his. It wasn't a long kiss, but it was perfect.

'I'm sorry if I pushed it.' He whispers as he pulls away. 'I couldn't help myself.'

'It's okay. I have the same problem.' I tell him, still looking at his lips

'It's nice to know I'm not alone.' He smiles

'Maybe you should sit down.' I can barely whisper. I want him to the point it hurts.
He only smiled, but he did sit down without a complaint. I thought it would be better like this, but now all I can think about is jumping him. I'm fighting with myself here.

'I'll take this.' He smirks, taking the lolly and putting it in his mouth

'That's just rude.' I pout

'I bought it. It's mine.' He teases me again

'But you gave it to me. You're not supposed to take it back.'

'We both know you like it, so you can stop fake complaining.' He smirks. I can't even argue him on this. He's more than right.

'And we both know you like it when I complain.'

'Touché.' He smiles
'What are we watching?' He asks

'I have no idea. I was thinking we should put on something cringey. Lose the brain cells and all that.' I chuckle

'I know a movie. Jungkook watched it and told me it was the single dumbest thing he's ever watched.'

'Go for it. Let's die inside.' I laugh

'I think it's this shit.' He scrolled and found it on Netflix. 'Well, he skipped the part where this is literal porn. What the-' Jimin was watching the trailer, furrowing his eyebrows at the screen

'It does look extremely stupid.' I laughed just watching the trailer

'I guess we're watching this. Jesus. I'm gonna need therapy.' He sighs but puts it on

The movie's name was 365, or something like that. Some numbers. A mafia boss kidnaps a girl and gives her a year to fall for him. Most of the movie was just them having sex.

There are times when I couldn't even watch because of how cringe it was. It was God-awful. Jimin was having a similar reaction, besides laughing at the movie catchphrase which was 'Are you lost babygirl?'. He was literally crying every time the main guy said it.

'I know I said we should lose some brain cells, but I felt all of mine leave me by minute 20 of the movie.' I tell him

'Seems there are more parts to this shit. Why? Just why?!' He was so pissed off that there were more of them. He was so frustrated that I couldn't help laughing at him, watching him curse at the TV.

'Are you- are- are you- okay?' I manage to ask him between my fits of laughter

'What are you laughing at?' He smacks me with a pillow lightly

'You're hilarious when you're frustrated. I might start annoying you just to make myself laugh.' I tell him, still laughing

'I'm happy my emotional pain brings you joy.' He laughs

'No, you're just cute when you pout.' I tell him, not really thinking about my words

'Cute? I don't wanna be cute.' He pouts, doing exactly that

'Then what do you want to be?' I ask, chuckling

'I don't know the word for that, but I can show you.' He smirks, pulling himself closer to me. Oh, come on. How can he switch his personality so fast?

'Alright then. Show me.' I smirk back at him

'You're testing me, you know.' He says, sliding his hand up my leg slowly

'No, you're testing me.'

I have had enough. I want him.