CONTAINS STRONG LANGUAGE, SEXUAL CONTENT, FLUFF, & ANGST
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I groaned aloud, stretching out my limbs as sunlight filtered into the bedroom. My skin warmed to a comfortable temperature, leaving me feeling sleepy and cuddly as I wrapped my arm around the soft mass in front of me. The events of last evening replayed through my head, a listless smile spreading across my face as I nuzzled closer to the mass before me. As my body drew closer, it somewhat deflated, my eyes flaring wide at the idiotic thought of crushing Jimin's small form. Pushing myself to my hands, I stared down at a pillow, my brow furrowed in thought for a second before a wave of emotions came crashing down on me.
"He left," I muttered, slowly sitting back down against the bed. My heart seized painfully in my chest, forcing my eyes shut as I fought off tears. The amount of pain that flowed through my body elicited a whimper from my throat, eyes shut tightly as tears spilled over my rosy cheeks. My body slowly began to grow numb, the familiar, heartbreaking feeling of waking up in an empty bed after sex settling over me. I thought things would be different after I left Yura, but I guess I thought wrong. I sniffled, burying my head between my knees and letting the tears roll numbly off my cheeks, dangling on my chin before dropping onto the warm, crisp bed sheets.
Why does this have to keep happening? my mind muttered. My nails bit into the skin around my knees, a dull pain flaring up around my bruised ankle and down the insides of my thighs. I shuddered, missing the feeling of Jimin's hands gripping my waist, his lips marking the skin around my neck and collar. But now, sitting alone in the strip of light coming from the window, my feet entangled in Jimin's messy bedsheets, I just felt empty. All I wanted to do was go to sleep and pretend like nothing happened the prior night, even though just the mere thought of it sent butterflies alight in my stomach. Another whimper slipped past my lips as my heart lurched in my chest, more tears spilling over my face as I curled in on myself. I felt like I was only being used as a play-thing, a stupid sex toy that was easily manipulated and swayed into doing almost anything.
The sound of the bedroom door creaking open sent a cold shiver down my spine, forcing my head further between my knees to hide my flushed, tear-stained face. I muttered under my breath, my heart a painful, throbbing mass inside of my chest that threatened to take the breath from my lungs.
"Angel?" Jimin's voice was thick with fatigue, the mattress sinking as he lowered himself in from of me, crawling forward until his knees straddled the sides of my legs. His hands slid along my forearms, nudging me into a sitting position. The brunet's eyes widened upon finding me teary-eyed and trembling, his gaze soft and full of worry as he cupped the side of my face. I pushed myself up with shaky hands, throwing my arms around Jimin's neck and burying my face against him. I bit down on my bottom lip to muffle my sobs as I clung to the brunet anxiously, feeling his arms gently circle my waist as he pulled me close.
"I th-thought you left," I stuttered.
"I only went out into the kitchen, angel. I wasn't going to leave you." The brunet pressed a kiss against my forehead, rubbing his arms reassuringly up and down my sides. I nuzzled my face against the side of his neck, feeling a painful shudder rip through me as the wave of emotions coursing through my body refused to subside. Tears dribbled uncontrollably down my face, making me tremble at that thought of reacting so childishly to Jimin's absence. He tightened his hold around me, turning about so that he could lower us against his bed, pulling me flush against his toned chest.
"It's okay, angel. Don't cry, please?"
"I'm s-sorry, it just...It fucking hurts to think about. I didn't want things to end up the way they did with Yura."
"They're not, angel, I promise." Jimin leaned down, gently peppering my face with kisses until his lips rested on mine. I whimpered against him, the feeling of our mouths moving together sending that familiar hot streak through my center. Jimin pushed his torso over mine, pinning me lightly against the bed as his hand trailed under my shirt and gripped my waist. A moan forced its way past my lips, his fingers dancing over my sensitive skin.
"Are you sensitive, baby?" Jimin mumbled, his voice deep and throaty.
I nodded, my voice lodged in the back of my throat. Jimin pressed his lips sloppily against mine, slowly trailing them down my neck and kissing along my collar. "Poor angel. I don't want you to cry anymore, okay? No more crying." The brunet peered up at me softly, his thumb gently rubbing circles against my skin. I nodded in reply, sniffling, and wiped my tears away with the back of my hand. Jimin smiled softly, reaching up to brush his thumb along my flushed face. The feeling of his hands roaming about my body sent sinful thoughts flaring through my head, an embarrassed smile pulling my lips upwards. Jimin's eyes locked with mine, his cheeks flaring a dull pink as I hesitantly placed my hands on his bare shoulders, trailing them up his neck to cup his face. I pulled the brunet closer towards me, his breath hot as our lips brushed.
"I love you," I muttered, letting my eyes flutter closed as I pressed my lips against his. I felt Jimin shudder beneath my touch, moving his forearms near my head to prop himself up. His lips moved slowly against mine, the feeling and taste of his mouth on mine making my stomach flare up with a swarm of butterflies. I threaded my fingers through his soft, tousled hair, pulling Jimin closer until his hips rested atop mine. He groaned softly, my nails slowly trailing down his back. His lips slowly parted from mine, a pleading whine escaping me as he slowly sat up. Jimin stared down at me with sparkling eyes, his hands sliding down to gently grip my hips.
"I love you, too, angel," Jimin murmured, his eyes never leaving mine. I felt the heat rush to my cheeks, my heart thudding loudly in my chest as I pushed myself up onto my forearms. Jimin's fingers pressed into my sides, eliciting a needy whimper from my throat. I tilted my head back, flashing memories of last night zipping in-and-out of my already muddled thoughts. Jimin hovering above me, panting and groaning in an almost animalistic manner; just the thought threatened to turn me into a whimpering, needy mess, my eyes shut tightly as I tried to keep myself composed. Jimin chuckled, leaning forward to press his lips against mine.
"You still needy, angel?" Jimin smirked, pulling himself up into a sitting position. My head lolled forward, eyes slit against my face as I glared up at him. The skin around my eyes and cheeks felt dry and tight from the tears that stained my face; I reached up and wiped at it, giggling quietly.
"Maybe," I tittered, looking up at the brunet with narrowed eyes. A toothy smiled smile adorned my face as Jimin's face lit up with his own smile, leaning close to me as our lips moved in a slow kiss. I moaned quietly, reaching up to cup his pale cheek. I felt my heart swell in my chest, repeating my love for the brunet in my head with profound eagerness. I giggled happily against Jimin's plump lips, pulling away to press a quick kiss against his nose.
Something vibrated on the ground, the noise loud and angry against the hardwood floors. I rolled my eyes, rolling over to grab my phone off the ground. Jimin fastened a protective grip on my side, making sure I didn't slip over the edge. A small smile tugged at my lips as he held onto me, a wave of warmth washing over me from my neck to my toes. I grabbed my phone and pulled back up onto the bed, laying back against Jimin's pillows with a sigh. Irritably, I rubbed at my eyes, clearing away any dry tears as I glared down at my phone.
"Who is it?" Jimin deadpanned, his brow furrowed as he crawled over to lay beside me. I knew he thought it was Yura who had texted me; Taehyung must have had to explain what caused me to run out of the apartment a few days ago. Jimin sat, tense, beside me, one arm propping him up against his pillows, the other draped protectively over my stomach. The simple thought of Yura texting me sent a chill down my spine, bile burning my throat as I clicked open my chats. With a sigh of relief, I realized it was only one of the group chats, clicking on the incoming messages with a small smile adorning my tanned face.
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IMESSAGE CHAT
𝐀𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐬🔥
KIANA
I wanna move to Seoul already
KIANA
Get the hell away from Yura
FREYA
My offer still stands to fly down there and beat
the fuck outta him
FREYA
I got my golden frying pan😉
KIANA
Lowkey wouldn't mind
KIANA
I'd probably join you, too
YUMIN
I'm not a violent person so...
KIANA
Bullshit
KIANA
Tae told me that busted Yura's window by punching
him in the face
KIANA
WITH HIS OWN FIST
FREYA
Shit😳
YUMIN
If I see him again, I'll bust his fucking face in
for hurting Koo
FREYA
Loving protective Yumin
KIANA
You need to get better first, Yumi
KIANA
You're lucky you only sprained your ankle
YUMIN
Lowkey forgot I sprained it
KIANA
How the hell did you forget you sprained it?
KIANA
You could barely hold yourself upright two
days ago
FREYA
Crippled👩🏿🦽
YUMIN
Well it's not like I was moaning over
the pain in my foot last night
FREYA
So you were moaning over something else?👀
FREYA
SPILL THE TEA, SISTA
KIANA
You and Yoongi fucked again?
YUMIN
Not Yoongi
FREYA
OOH
KIANA
You slept with one of the others!?
YUMIN
I slept with Jimin
FREYA
I want your Blasian baby😩
YUMIN
We used protection💀
FREYA
Damn
KIANA
Yumin
KIANA
That's great
KIANA
I guess...
YUMIN
You guess?
KIANA
Well, I mean...
KIANA
This is a big step in the relationship
YUMIN
I know
KIANA
He didn't hurt you did he?
KIANA
Everything was consentual right?
YUMIN
Yeah, it was, don't worry
YUMIN
I even made the first move :)
FREYA
Damn, Yumi😩
FREYA
Get that dick!
YUMIN
🥴
YUMIN
Thanks, Freya
FREYA
So...
FREYA
How big is he?👀
KIANA
FREYA😭
YUMIN
Uh-uh
YUMIN
I ain't tellin you shit
FREYA
C'MON!!
FREYA
You used to!
YUMIN
Ok, that boy doesn't count
YUMIN
We were 15
YUMIN
And we didn't even fuck!
FREYA
Sadly😔
KIANA
WHO TF ARE WE TALKING ABOUT!?
YUMIN
👀
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IMESSAGE CHAT
𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐆𝐚𝐲𝐬🥴
JIMIN added YOONGI to the chat
JIMIN added TAEHYUNG to the chat
JIMIN added JUNGKOOK to the chat
JUNGKOOK
I'M NOT GAY
JUNGKOOK
I'm bi
YOONGI
Didn't seem like it last night
TAEHYUNG
Baby boy😉
JUNGKOOK
💀
JIMIN
Um-
TAEHYUNG
Oh. Hi hyung🙂
YOONGI
Why'd you make another group chat?
JIMIN
Because I needed one without the girls in it
TAEHYUNG
Uh-oh
YOONGI
What happened?
JIMIN
Nothing happened
JIMIN
Well, nothing bad👀
JUNGKOOK
So, something happened👀
YOONGI
Does it have to do with Yumin?
JIMIN
Yes
TAEHYUNG
Well, spill it!
TAEHYUNG
Tf happened??
JIMIN
I slept with Yumin
TAEHYUNG
We all have😴
YOONGI
I think he meant-
JIMIN
We fucked🥴
JUNGKOOK
You did?
YOONGI
Last night!?!
TAEHYUNG
Goddam, hyung😳
JIMIN
What?
JIMIN
Did I do something wrong?
YOONGI
Of course not, baby
YOONGI
You did nothing wrong
TAEHYUNG
Name the baby Tae🥰
JIMIN
I wore a condom!💀
TAEHYUNG
Damn😔
JUNGKOOK
How
JUNGKOOK
How was it?
YOONGI
Koo🥺
TAEHYUNG
Is she a whiny bottom like Jungkook?🥴
JUNGKOOK
HEY💀
JIMIN
I think you should find out for yourself, doll
TAEHYUNG
👀
JUNGKOOK
👀
YOONGI
I'm too busy fucking Jungkook, so...🥴
JUNGKOOK
Shut up and cum already I wanna go see Nari
and Yeontan!
TAEHYUNG
Wtf👁👄👁
JIMIN
HYUNG!😩
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I kept my back to Jimin, letting the hot water from the shower pierce my neck and shoulders. My eyelids fluttered closed, the warmth of the water seeping into my skin. It made me feel safe and comfortable, enclosed in the ever-warming embrace of something that wouldn't hurt me. I shook my head, sighing through my nose as I pushed my hair away from my face.
Strong arms circled my waist, pulling me flush against a toned chest. Jimin's lips connected to my collar, slowly trailing up my neck as he littered my skin with hickeys. Tilting my head back, I rested against Jimin's shoulder, the brunet's lips working slowly at the sensitive patch of skin beneath my ear. I whimpered at his touch, clasping his forearms against my stomach as he gently nipped at my neck. "Baby," I moaned, the feeling of Jimin's lips vandalizing my skin so carefully sending tingles through my stomach and down the insides of my thighs. A breathy moan slipped past my lips as his fingers dug into my hips.
He slowly turned me to face him, the warm water pelting him lightly against his head. His soft, black hair drooped, damp, against his forehead, obscuring his eyes from view. I reached up to push his bangs from his pretty face, blushing as our eyes locked. Jimin chuckled deep in his throat, gripping my hips as he pulled me against him, his lips moving perfectly along with mine. The feeling of his hands against my bare skin made my mind grow fuzzy, all thoughts of Yura slipping completely out of reach. I smiled into the kiss, reaching up to thread my fingers through Jimin's hair. He groaned underneath his breath, forcing me back against the wall of the shower, the sudden frigid feeling of the tiles against my skin making my back arch. The way he held me close against him, our skin sticking together from the heat of the shower, sent my heart into a painful, speeding race inside my chest, tears threatening to cascade down my face. I couldn't deny the fact that I was in love with Jimin. He made me feel safe and protected, wanted and loved; everything Yura had failed to make me feel. And the gut-wrenching feeling of desire that shot through my body whenever I was around him made me long for him in a way that was almost burning.
"Jimin," I whimpered, his lips disappearing from my own and trailing down my jaw. His mouth brushed against my ear; I could feel a small smile playing on his lips.
"I thought we came in here to shower," the brunet chuckled, his hands running up and down my sides. I gazed up at him, lips pulled up in a smirk as I trailed my hands lower down across the panes of his stomach, eliciting a yeilding groan from his lips. I blushed at the sound, Jimin's voice deep and breathless in my ear.
"Well, stop distracting me, and maybe we can actually get to showering."
Jimin chuckled, pressing a chaste kiss against my neck. "Stop distracting me, and maybe I'll let you shower."
I rolled my eyes playfully, pushing against the brunet's chest until his face was level with mine, eyes wide and inviting. He smiled down at me, flicking his hair away from his face before reaching past me. I ran my hands up and down his chest and abs, quietly marveling at the defined dips in his muscles as he lightly gripped a bottle of shampoo in his hand, popping the cap and drenching my hair in the thick, soapy liquid.
"Jimin-ah!" I cried, quickly shutting my eyes as the shampoo dripped down my face. I listened as the brunet chuckled, running his small fingers through my hair to massage the shampoo into my scalp. I groaned under my breath, swatting his hands away with my bottom lip jutted out in a playful pout. "Meanie."
Jimin laughed aloud, gently running his hands across my face, pushing the shampoo away from my eyes and across my forehead and cheeks. I scrunched my nose at the overwhelming scent the soap left on my skin, stepping closer to Jimin to let the scalding water run over my head. Eyes still closed, I felt my chest brush against Jimin's, the older boy's hands softly gripping my hips to keep me balanced.
"There. Clean," Jimin tittered, pressing his lips against my nose.
I huffed. "You're not clean yet, so-" I dropped my head against his shoulder, shaking my hair out so that the soap flung across the brunet's face, neck, and chest.
"Yah! You little brat!"
I felt Jimin's hands grab my wrists, forcing me back against the tiled wall of the shower. I smiled up at him, my eyes still shut as foamy shampoo dribbled down my face. Jimin's breath tickled my face, indicating his closeness. Sinful thoughts bounced about my head, a smirk toying at my lips as I angled my head towards where I thought his face was. "I'm not a brat," I giggled, scrunching my nose. "I'm a stray."
"Uh-huh." Jimin sounded distracted as he tugged my hands forward, my fingers brushing against his lower body. I reached out instinctively, my hands gripping his prominent hip bones. A warm feeling blossomed in my stomach as I felt Jimin rest his hips against mine, arms stationed beside my head as his warm breath blew against my neck.
"Ji-Jimin," I stammered, hesitantly dragging my nails down his back. The brunet panted into my ear, driving me wild. I leaned forward, my lips connecting to a smooth patch of skin along his throat. I sucked an experimental hickey along his milky skin, eliciting a breathy moan from the brunet.
"Angel," Jimin hummed, his head lolled to the side. I kissed my way along his collar and neck, the once pale skin now littered with red and pink patches. My lips brushed against his tenderly, a smile forming along his plump lips as he leaned closer, deepening the kiss. I whimpered against him, my hands snaking around the nape of his neck and threading through his partially soapy hair. A feeling of strong need shot through my body, eliciting a whine from my throat, one of which I rarely voiced. Something stiff brushed against my inner thigh, Jimin releasing a guttural moan from deep within his chest.
"Yumin," Jimin panted, his lips parting from mine. I blinked up at him, most of the shampoo having finally been rinsed from my face and most of my hair. The brunet before me was flushed a dark crimson, his eyes shut tight in concentration as he rested his forehead against mine. "F-Fuck, angel."
My eyes traveled down to the obvious problem between his legs, his cock twitching in anticipation. A light blush trailed along my cheeks and down my neck, my hand reaching out to gently brush against the tip of his cock. Jimin whimpered needily, his hips moving forward ever so slightly so that my hand brushed along more of his length. "A-Angel," he breathed, rolling his head onto my shoulder.
I found Jimin's behavior both cute and sexy at the same time, his closeness sending a swarm of butterflies migrating through my stomach as I teased my hand back and forth along his throbbing cock. He whimpered against my neck, the muscles around his jaw bunching as he fought off a moan.
"It's just us, baby," I whispered, a smirk playing at my lips as I reached up with my free hand to cup the side of his face. I slowly quickened my pace around his cock, the brunet whining quietly as he bucked his hips against my hand. "You're such a bottom," I tittered lightly, trying to distract myself from how needy Jimin's voice made me.
"Y-You weren't saying that last night, baby girl." I could hear the slight bit of humor lacing the boy's voice, his broken panting filling my ears. Another whine ripped through his throat, his head tilting back towards the ceiling. Jimin pressed his eyes shut tightly, his bottom lip trapped between his teeth.
"I'm-I'm gonna cum," Jimin murmured, exhaling heavily through his nose. I gently pumped his cock a little faster, his length slick with water and pre-cum. The brunet shakily straightened his posture, his head lolled back against his shoulders as he let out a slutty whine.
Such a bottom.
Soon the bathroom filled with the sound of Jimin's pants and shaky moans, his cock spasming in my hand as he shot thick ropes of cum onto my thighs. The brunet groaned under his breath, lips crashing with mine in a slow, sloppy kiss that seemed to make the whole room fall away from beneath my feet. I reached up to cup Jimin's face in my hands, pressing gentle kisses along his jaw.
"I love you," I murmured shyly, gazing up into Jimin's soft, brown eyes. He smiled down at me, his hand sliding down off the tiled wall to cup my cheek.
"I love you more, angel."
A broad smile broke out across my face, my heart thudding happily against my ribs. Jimin simpered softly, brushing his thumb along my cheek. He slowly leaned forward, lips lightly brushing against mine, when a loud knock sounded at the bathroom door. A cool, chilling pain of pure fear rocketed through my body, Jimin quickly tucking me behind his back.
"Who-" he started, but another deep, playful voice cut him off.
"C'mon, hyung!" Taehyung shouted. I could almost hear the cocky smile adorning his face. "You already came, now hurry up and get your ass out here."
Jimin and I sighed in relief, the brunet's arms snaking around my waist and pulling me flush against his chest. I giggled against him, pressing my lips against his chest with a smile adorning my lips.
"Yumin-ah?" Jungkook's innocent, pondering tone made my smile grow, cheeks flushed from the heat from the shower.
"Hi," I called out, hearing Jungkook splutter from behind the door. Jimin chuckled under his breath, pressing a kiss against my forehead.
"We better hurry up," he mumbled, the sound of the two younger boys behind the door making us both impatient to see them.
I nodded, standing up on the tips of my toes to press a kiss against Jimin's forehead. My heart fluttered joyously in my chest, my arms wrapping around his neck as I buried my face in the crook of his neck. "Okay," I murmured, my heart practically lodged in the back of my throat. I felt an overwhelming love for the brunet that threatened to suffocate me, his touch sending tingles through my body. I never wanted that moment to end, curled up in Jimin's embrace with his head resting comfortably atop my head, hands clasped behind my back. But, I knew we had to leave eventually, a small, painful tug at my heart urging me to quickly wash and step out into the hall to embrace the others. I kept my arms wrapped around Jimin's neck for a few moments longer, my eyes shut as I sighed happily against him, finally feeling all the stress drain from my body because I was finally at peace.
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Jimin secured his arm around Yumin's small waist, the young girl hobbling out of the bathroom with her jaw set in concentration. He gently gripped her hip, offering quiet reassurance that she would be able to make it into the living room. "Almost there, angel," the brunette cooed, pressing a kiss against her temple. Yumin bit down on her bottom lip, eyes trained on the ground as she quickened her pace until she could plop down on the couch beside Taehyung. The younger blonde circled his arms around her waist, pulling her against his chest with a chuckle.
"You okay, angel?" he murmured, pushing the hair away from her forehead. Yumin nodded, a small smile breaking out across her face as her eyes flitted up to meet Jimin's. The older boy grinned down at her, his heart beating loudly against his chest as his eyes searched her beautiful, warm face. The heat rushed to Jimin's cheeks, making the brunet feel giddy and light-headed. He sat down beside Yumin, watching happily as the brunette wiggled out of Taehyung's arms and draped herself across Jimin's broad chest, arms fastened around his midsection with her knees tucked against his side.
Jimin wrapped Yumin gently in his embrace, his cheeks flaring a bright red as his eyes locked with his younger boyfriends beside him.
"Have fun last night, hyung?" Taehyung chuckled, running a hand through his curling blonde hair.
Jimin shut his eyes in annoyance; he should've never said anything to the others. At least not Taehyung. A smirk threatened to form of his face at the sinful thought of Yumin's hands roaming his body, the slutty moans that had slipped from his lips earlier making him tilt his head back, flushed, against the couch. Slowly, Jimin felt Yumin's fingers fist the back of his shirt, the small brunet humming under her breath as she nuzzled her face against his chest. He could barely see the blush that gradually crept up her neck and face, her eyes flicking up beneath their lids.
"Maybe," Jimin replied cockily, offering Taehyung a brief side glance. He caught the blonde grinning at him from ear-to-ear, his cheeks tinted a rosy pink against his pale, milky skin.
"Maybe? By the way that you were whining in the bathroom, I would only have to assume how you sounded in bed last night." Taehyung offered a raised eyebrow, returning the cocky smirk towards his hyung.
A cough sounded from the fold-out couch, Jimin and Taehyung casting their gazes towards Jungkook and Yoongi, seated quietly beside one another. Jungkook held an innocent gaze, his large doe-eyes flitting back-and-forth between Jimin and Yumin, the tips of his pierced ears growing beet red. Jimin felt a sad smile pull at his lips, Jungkook's intrigued yet pouty expression jabbing at his heart like a sewing needle.
"Maybe let's not discuss Jimin whining like a bottom," Yoongi chuckled, gently nibbling at his bottom lip.
"Hey!" Jimin snapped. "I could top any one of you in a second."
Yumin suppressed a giggle, forcing her head further against Jimin's toned stomach. Her shoulders shook as she laughed against him, her hand plastered against her face to hide her humored expression.
"Are you laughing at me, angel?" Jimin prodded the brunette gently in her side, eliciting a quiet, annoyed groan from her lips. "I'm a lot more dominant than you, sweetheart."
"Yumi's submissive, remember, hyung?" Taehyung grinned, running a hand carefully down her bared thigh.
"Don't call me Yumi," Yumin growled, glaring up at the blonde.
"Oh, no? What're you gonna do about it, Yumi?"
Jimin watched with visible confusion as Yumin stretched her legs out towards Taehyung's head, hooking her feet behind him and pressing her calves down on the crooks of his neck. She held her right foot awkwardly against the blonde's shoulder, careful not to brush the swollen sprain against anything.
"Don't call me Yumi," Yumin deadpanned, eyes locked with Taehyung's.
Jimin could see a smirk toying at the younger boys' lips, Taehyung adjusting himself between Yumin's legs as he rose above her, positioning his hands on the other side of Jimin's legs. Yumin's eyes widened as Taehyung lowered himself down on top of her, her knees brushing against her chest. He glared down at her with a sense of possessive dominance that Jimin rarely saw in Taehyung's dark eyes, a deep chuckle vibrating deep in his chest.
"I think I like this position, Yumi," Taehyung breathed, his mouth lingering close to Yumin's.
Jimin felt a hot streak tear at his stomach, briefly shutting his eyes as he muttered, "Off. Both you knock it off." Taehyung shifted back to his original position beside his hyung, a smug expression adorning his sculpted face. Yumin grumbled under her breath, pushing herself back into a sitting position and curling up against Jimin's chest. The brunet tightened his hold around her waist, pressing his lips against her fluffy hair. "You two play too much."
"I was joking, hyung." Taehyung batted his long lashes, glancing down at a quiet and flustered Yumin with his lips pulled up in an innocent smile. "I was joking, angel."
Yumin hmphed under her breath, glaring up at Taehyung with a dark blush trailing all over her cheeks. Taehyung grinned down at her, forcing the younger brunette to smile back at him with a humorous expression. Jimin felt his heart swell at the sight of them acting so carelessly loving around each other, Taehyung's inappropriate sense of humor a light-hearted escape from all the previous stress-filled days. But, Jimin couldn't help but feel a strong sense of nervousness tug at his heart; not for him, but for someone else.
Jimin's gaze flitted over to Jungkook, the redhead's large, soft eyes trained on the smaller girl in his arms. He watched as Jungkook's gaze roamed about Yumin's body, drinking in her every curve, every feature, with a sense of fearful desire Jimin had never before seen in the younger boy. An uncomfortable feeling made the older brunet drag his eyes away from his boyfriend to find Yoongi staring at him with an expression of pure worry. The older brunet cleared his throat self-consciously, pulling his phone out of his sweater pocket and gesturing to it with his long, bony finger. Jimin adjusted himself beneath Yumin's small frame, the brunette humming under her breath as he pulled his phone out of his back pocket. He offered his hyung one final glance before clicking open their chat.
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IMESSAGE CHAT
𝐘𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐚𝐲 𝐇𝐲𝐮𝐧𝐠🥰
JIMIN
You noticed it too?
YOONGI
How could I not?
JIMIN
Should we ask him what's wrong?
YOONGI
No
YOONGI
This has to do with Soojin
YOONGI
Let Jungkook and Yumin settle it
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I think I'm going to start updating only once a week, each Wednesday. I know I don't have a time set for each of my updates, but you should be able to expect one before 5 PM each night. That's enough time for the majority of my readers to see an update notification from where you guys are compared to me.
This chapter was a little all over the place. Sorry about that. I'm a bit discombobulated as I am studying for 4 AP exams this week. Despite its messiness, I hope you all enjoyed. :)