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I made my way to Jimin's room after dinner thanking my parents for the feast they had provided us.

"H-Hyung!" I knocked once with a quick reply from the other side of the door following after.

"Come in!"

I nervously swung the door open with my eyes glued to the ground as I closed the door once more.

"Jungkook, Look up when i'm talking to you"

I bite my lip and do as he says,

My brown chocolate orbs meet his own and I feel his hand grasp my waist,

I yelp,

"H-Hyung!"

He quickly shuts me up with his free hand "Shh!"

He sighs,

"Stop calling me Hyung, I like it when you call me by name"

I look at his hand that covers my mouth as he removes it placing the arm on my backside pulling me closer to his broad firm body.

"Hyung-"

He grunts, clearly annoyed.

"I-I mean J-Jimin"

He gives me a slight 'hm?'

"You asked me to come here..s-so we can talk?"

I could feel his smirk as he pulled away from this warm embrace,

"You see, I don't really like talking much"

I tilt my head to the side slightly confused,

He leans in as my breath hitches,

I could feel him breathing against my lips as he rubbed his thumb over my left cheek.

"When I meant talk, I meant pillow talk"

"W-Whats that?"

His grip on my waist tightens as he slides his right hand down my spine,

He lightly smacked my butt as I turned into a deep shade of red,

 I shoved my face into his chest as his hand rested on my right thigh,

He gently squeezed as I let out a soft whimper, My eyes grew in shock.

What did I just do!?

I quickly covered my mouth shaking my head relentlessly against his chest as I stomped in anger from what I had just done, 

He must be laughing, I thought as I looked up at him with a flushed face

But he was not laughing,

Jimin was rather, Smirking?

"J-Jimin-"

Before I could speak any more further I felt a pair of lips that collided with mine,

I melted to those lips just as much as I did to his embrace,

I pulled away,

"J-Jimin! mom and d-dad-"

Once again those same lips clashed against mine,

"Shut your pretty mouth baby brother"

I blushed, My whole face, My ears to nose.

It was a fight for dominance and I, Obviously, didn't win.

I let out soft moans as Jimin lifted my left thigh over his shoulder as he grind his hips into me at this rate I'm thinking Jimin didn't care if mom or dad was home.

He quickly covered my lips muffling the sinful moans that escaped.

"Mmm!"

Footsteps were heard outside the room as my eyes grew in shock,

I shoved Jimin off me causing him to fall off the bed,

And to my predictions my mother walked through the door of Jimin's room,

"I heard a thud-"

She glanced at the half naked Jimin who was clutching his opposite shoulder in aching pain,

I giggled softly,

"Oh dear! Jimin are you alright!? What happ-"

"Mom, I'm fine, We were just.."

He  looked at me with his signature cocky eye smile as he shook his head over to me,

My mom turned to me,

I flushed,

"W-we w-were just-"

Jimin jumped onto the bed resting his head on my lap as he glanced over to my mother,

"We were just play fighting, Mom"

I nodded repeatedly agreeing with him,

She mouthed an 'ok',

"Well, Goodnight then" My mother waved a smile as she made her way downstairs to the Girls bedroom.

I blew out a sigh as I felt Jimins palm caress my thigh,  

"So, How bout it?"

I leaned down to capture his lips as he pulled the sheets over my head.