Not so innocent (JiminxReader18+)

*Avoided*

"Who are you avoiding Y/n...Jungkook?"

"No. Jimin." You stated.

"Jimin? If you don't mind me asking, why?" The boy asked.

"So respectful...how nice." You thought.

"Well..." You said softly. "He kinda saw me naked...and I have felt constant embarrassment since then."

"Oh..well have you talked to him at all since then?" He asked.

"Nope."

"It's okay Y/n, these things happen. If you ever need someone to comfort you...I'm here. Just give me a call and I'll make all of your worries drift away." Yoongi reassured, holding his arms out, inviting you to hug him.

"Thanks Yoongi." You accepted his invite and hugged him tightly. You took a peak at Jimin, and there he was, laughing away with Jungkook and Hoseok.

Yoongi rubbed your back with one of his hands and put his other one around your waist. Oh how this feeling made you happy. You didn't want to leave his arms until you caught a glimpse of Jimin. He was looking your way. You weren't sure if he saw you but you didn't really care, you just stayed close to Yoongi. Eventually Jimin looked away and got back to laughing with his friends.

"Yoongi do you want to come over later?" You looked up at him and asked shyly.

"I'd love to Y/n." He smiled. "I'd like to get to know you better."

"Yeah, I'd like to get to know you better too."

*Ddaeng*

"Shit the bell. We better get going Y/n...don't want to be late for anything."

"I'm fine with being late but I don't want to make you be late too." You said to him sadly while taking in the last few moments of his embrace before you had to let go.

"Hey I don't mind it either but I don't want you to get in trouble. The teachers here hate when you're late." Yoongi mentions.

"Speaking from experience?" You raised your eyebrows and giggled.

"Maybe." He pouts.

"Bad boy." You whisper and get up.

"Hah."

{Time Skip}

Patience was something that you rarely had, if ever. So waiting for Yoongi to arrive certainly was...difficult.

"So this boy you invited over....is it the one you hugged before?" Your mom asked while preparing a platter of snacks.

"No, I met him while walking to school one day." You told while tidying up the living room.

"Oh. What's he like?" She asked while cutting up an apple.

"He's got black hair, pale skin, beautiful eyes." You hummed. "He's really sweet, caring, kind of shy."

"Sounds like a nice boy Y/n."