Jimin's pov
"Jungkook-" I gasped in shock.
How can I be so stupid?
Why didn't I see him coming?
Shit, he would see me as a weirdo too?
Maybe I should start by apologizing?
Ok, that sounds good. Let's apologise first. Fixing my composure by wiggling my ass and clearing my throat, I decided to speak, but he cut me short.
"I think you should lift your ass off me," Jungkook spoke up with a hint of anger taking over him.
That's when I realised, I was still on top of him
He wasted no time in raising his upper body, placing his hands on either side of me, leaning closer, with his face just inches away from mine. I felt my breath get caught, at the back of my throat.
My hands-on his chest was the only thing that was separating us.