At first, Jungkook was stock still. He didn't move a single muscle, and that was enough torture for me.
And just when I thought he was going to pull away, his hands came up to cup my face and his lips moved back against mine.
It felt as if the entire party slowed down to a snail's pace and everyone was watching us with a distinct interest.
I felt a certain set of six pairs of eyes watching us, as well, but I ignored them as I lost myself in the glorious kiss with Jungkook.
Lips velvety soft and plush as a pillow, our bodies entwined together as if of their own accord and if I wasn't lost to him before, I was then.
"Ahem," a voice interrupted, breaking us out of our spellbinding embrace.
It was Jimin, with an angry Jin beside him.
"What do you two think you're doing," Jin asked angrily, shooting daggers at my head like he really wanted me dead.
Suddenly I realize the gravity of what I'd done.
I had probably just jeopardized the only place I had to stay that night, all for a dumb kiss.
It wasn't a dumb kiss, though. No, it was my first kiss, and it was probably the best kiss anyone could ever have in their entire life.
Would I ever be able to share something like that with anyone else, ever again?
I hoped so, because if not then I'd have to pine away for Jungkook long after he'd forgotten about me.
"I- I-"
"I kissed her. She was just reacting to me."
I shot Jungkook a confused look. He was defending me? But...why?
And why were the guys acting like it was illegal to kiss someone, or something?
"The paparazzi got a good shot of it, now they'll never leave her alone. You know what we have to do."
"Wait, what?? What are you talking about?"
"We have to take her with us."
"Wait, wait. Like...kidnap me?!"
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Kidnapped By BTS
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