Heal me // A Jikook Trilogy //

《32》Reasons

"Well, fucking finally!" Jin groaned as Jimin and I made it to the Canopy where everyone save for Lian were already seated, munching on cereals or buttery toast.

All my Hyung's looked up and I stumbled a little- it was the glow in their eyes.
They were happy for us.
Truly, honestly happy to see us finally together.

My heart warmed, realizing once again what a wonderful family I had while I was still dreading this.

Mine and Jimin's relationship would change the group dynamic immensely.
It changed things when I didn't want things to change between us.

But my ass didn't even hit my chair when it started- the one thing I was dreading even more.

"Sooo," Hoseok drooled, shooting me and Jimin sitting in his armchair next to me a wicked grin.

"How are we feeling this morning, ChimChim?"

Jimin reached for a pack of cereal and only shrugged his shoulders like he had no idea what Hoseok was referring too.

"I feel just fine, thanks Hobi!"

"Really?" Yoongi said from the other side of the table, and there was a grin on his face.
I groaned internally.
It was his 'I'm in a mood to taunt people' look.
Not a mood he brought to light a lot, but something he excelled at nonetheless.

"It didn't sound like that."

I swallowed hard, turning a deep shade of red as I desperately tried to pull strands of black hair into my face to hide the furious blush.

"You must have been dreaming it," Jimin said with another shoulder shrug pouring some milk into his bowl.

"Weird we were all having the same dream then," Jin said and shit... he was definitely the worst of the lot.

"And as your Hyung, Jimin, I feel compelled to tell you, that you sound like a fox on crack. And I might also remind you, that your trailer is right next to mine, so if you guys ever think of going into that purple castle of yours to fuck, I will make sure to stand outside your window and loudly play the sound of foxes on crack. Or dolphins on steroids. Or an elk on LSD. Perhaps a seal with an ecstasy trip. Now imagine all of them combined, that's about the right tune of the sounds you make."

I glanced at Jimin in horror, but when I saw his expression: I burst out laughing.

There were perhaps only two people in this world who could make Jimin blush as furious as that.
One of them, was Jin.

"I do not sound like that," he ground out but failed to keep up his usual swagger.

The others broke out laughing too and Jimin shot me a reproachful look as though I was betraying him by starting this.

"Want me to tell them what you did to make me sound like that then?"
He only shot my way and my mouth snapped shut so quickly, it hurt.

Jimin smiled.
"Thought so."

"Please, don't," Tea, groaned as he took a drag from his morning cigarette.
"We heard more than enough last night.
And unfortunately, I don't think it'll be the last time either."

I turned a bright red again and glanced towards Namjoon for help.
But all I got was a wide grin.

"Don't look at me JK. I made sure you were spared last night. And if you can't take the teasing, then how about you just shut him up next time? I think we all know who's on top in this relationship."

I. Wanted. To. Die.

And this time, everyone broke out laughing because of me.
Jimin as well.
So I turned to him and gave him some of his own medicine, leaning close to whisper in his ear:
"Want me to tell them how you begged me last night?"