𝑀𝓎 𝒮𝓁𝓎𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇𝒾𝓃 (My Slytherin) || •PJM• ✔️

Him

Jimin keeps his hand in hers as he walks down the halls. There's teachers patrolling the halls, so they have to stay close and quiet. Y/n appears nervous as hell, and he can't blame her. If a boy and girl get caught sneaking around, they'll instantly assume the worst even if the duo happens to be the most known enemies in the school. Everyone knows Jimin and Y/n despise each other. She hates his guts, he loves teasing her. A perfect combination for chaos.

Regardless, he brings them down the giant hallway, the dark area almost scaring him. Normally it doesn't, but it's different this time around. He has her. Jimin's not sure what changed, but as soon as he started really hurting her, he woke up. She's human, just like him. Seeing her in pain did something to his heart that he hasn't felt before. Jimin feels strangely attracted to her, and not only because she's beautiful. There's something in him that's calling his body to hers. He wants her in more than one way, that's for damn sure.

"Almost there," he whispers, "everyone should be asleep, so we can sneak up to my room." She nods as footsteps echo down the end of the hallway. Jimin brings her to the corner and presses them up against the wall. He pants as the footsteps come closer and closer. She stares at him with terror, but he doesn't let her feel that fear for long. He brings her up against his chest and stares at the entrance to the next hall from over her shoulder. She stays curled up against him while a teacher walks out. Jimin doesn't recognize who he is, but he doesn't turn to look in their direction.

The man hums to himself while patrolling the halls, playing with his wand ever so slightly. Y/n peeks out from his chest when the footsteps echo far away. "That was close," she whispers. Then she realizes she's still pressed up against him and moves away. He almost shivers at the sudden lack of affection.

"Let's go," he manages to say, grabbing her hand again. She looks like she wants to protest, but she doesn't as the two make their way to the Slytherin house.

Right as they're about to get there, Jimin sighs and pulls her to another corner. She softly groans, "What now Park?"

"You're beautiful," he suddenly says. That's what makes her go still.

"What?" she whispers.

"I've made jokes about your looks before, but I want you to know that you're beautiful. I like picking on you and being a dick, but I also don't want to make you insecure. So I hope you know how truly beautiful you are Y/n." He places a hand on her cheek and brushes the skin there with his thumb, "I still despise you, but you have a lot of good traits-"

"Alright emotional speech ruined by your words. Thanks for trying though. And... thanks for the compliment."

He softly smiles and nods, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear before pulling her to the Slytherin entrance. He whispers the password and brings them inside, Jimin keeping her as hidden as possible. "Will this work?"

"Maybe," he honestly replies, "maybe not, but I'm hoping yes."

"You're insane, if we get caught we'll get detention for weeks."

"More time together. Yippee," he says.

She doesn't reply, only following him as he drags her up to his room. "Woah, come on Park, at least take me to dinner first-"

"You really don't stop talking," he mumbles, closing the door behind him. Although deep down... he's laughing. He's laughing at something she said. What the hell is going on with him that he's bonding with his enemy? Is he suffering from brain damage or something? It sure as hell feels that way right about now.

"I'll take the floor," he offers, motioning to the green bed. Since he's on his last year, he gets a solo room. Lucky him, right? What's even luckier - thick walls. Thick walls with the combination of him using his hand to cover mouths? It equals no one ever knowing what he does to girls at night. He sneaks them in a lot, Y/n's no different. Except she feels different. Why?

"You know I should be the one taking the floor, I don't mind, really," she offers back.

"Okay," he replies. She raises a brow, staring at him as if not expecting him to accept. "What? I like my bed. Go ahead take the floor," he says with a shrug.

She blinks a few times, then sighs and nods. "Do you have an extra pillow and blanket?"

"I have a comforter and two pillows. Nothing else."

"Well... shit. I'm in for an uncomfortable night."

Jimin takes off his shoes, stripping down to his boxers. She gazes in amazement. "What? Am I not allowed to sleep comfortably?" He only said that because he knows she's gawking right now. He knows she's loving the sight of his abs and thighs. Jimin lives for teasing his enemy. What he wasn't expecting, however, was for her to strip down to her underwear as well.

His jaw drops, her raising a cocky brow. "What? Am I not allowed to sleep comfortably?" she throws back with that familiar glint of amusement in her eyes. Fuck he likes her. He knows it now - he likes her a lot. He really, really fucking likes her. It's dangerous. This whole time why didn't he realize it? Obviously it only developed recently, especially after defense class, but this? It's insane how attached he is already. Granted they've known each other practically all their lives, but still. It's absolutely insane how much he likes her.

"I'm tired, I don't need a pillow I'll be fine. Goodnig-"

"Sleep on the bed," he blurts.

"What about you?"

"We'll sleep on the same bed, there's plenty of space."

She eyes it, "First of all, no there isn't, second of all I'm not sleeping on the same bed as my enemy."

"Yes you are."

"No I'm not."

He hops onto the bed, crawling over and grabbing her hand. "Please?" he whispers, "I don't want either one of us to be uncomfortable." She peers into his eyes for a few moments, then gives up and reluctantly agrees.

She slips under the covers, Jimin backing up to give her space. Once she's secured, he softly smiles. "Thank you."

"For what?" she asks, turning off his lamp.

"For agreeing. I wasn't expecting you to." She freezes from his behavior, but doesn't question it. "But you're still a stupid fucking Gryffindor."

She sighs and shakes her head, "What was I expecting?" He watches her turn away from him. Even though he can't see her face, he can tell she's closing her eyes. Shit he wants her.

Jimin waits a good half an hour until he's sure she's sleeping. Then he makes his move. He shifts closer and wraps his arm around her stomach, bringing her up against his chest. He lets out a breath, "Goodnight princess."

"Goodnight Jimin."

He goes still, "You're fucking awake?"

She shifts to look at him, giving him curious eyes. "If you wanted to hold me, you could've just asked." In that moment, Jimin's convinced he's in love with her.

He brings her back to his center, keeping his arms wrapped around her back. "Woah, I never said I'd say yes."

"Too late," he mumbles, closing his eyes and resting his chin on the top of her head. They're stripped down to borderline nothing, cuddling in Jimin's bed. This is by far the most intimate he's gotten with anyone. He's fucked so many, but this feels better than that. Realer than that. Maybe he does love her. Or maybe it's an intense passion to protect someone he's known so long. Maybe that? Ugh why is he lying to himself? Jimin brings himself out of his thoughts to instead kiss the top of her head, the girl going still underneath him. "Sleep well," he whispers. She lets out a breath.

"I will now."

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