sᴄᴀɴᴅᴀʟ | ᴍ.ʏɢ + ᴘ.ᴊᴍ

ⅫⅠ

Sex changes you.

Not that I hadn't had sex with anyone before him—but when you're really connected with someone; it changes you.

They should've said it makes you super clingy.

They also should've said it drives you absolutely insane for the other person.

"Wow it looks really good." Jimin commented, looking at the cover for GQ Korea's latest issue.

It had been a week since we'd done the shoot; also since we'd spent our first evening together.

I hugged him just a little closer as I started to trail kisses down his neck, making him squirm. "Y-Yoongi-Hyung, I'm trying to look at this."

I huffed, pulling back a bit as I furrowed my brows. "You never want to do it anymore."

Jimin began to laugh as he laid his head on my shoulder. "Yeobo~" he cooed between his sweet laughs. "Did you forget about last night? Oh, and the night before that?"

I thought for a moment.

"I could use a reminder-"

"Yoongi-Hyung!" Jimin snapped softly, sitting up a bit as he looked up at me. "Why are you so horny these days, huh?!"

I immediately turned red, maybe it was just because we'd actually made it so far that I knew my limits were extended. "You're just too pretty not to want you." I muttered.

Jimin's cheeks became flushed as well.

He couldn't say anything; only huffing as he moved to lay back against me once again. "Look at how cool you look." He noted, going back to studying the photos.

I had to admit, I looked pretty fricken cool.

But seeing the way Jimin looked at me in the photos; the way the stylist made him appear so soft against my brunt gaze.

He was beautiful.

He then sighed. "I wish it was real." He mumbled, looking back at me. "Don't you?"

'Huh?'

"What?" I asked, making him coo.

"I would love to be your boyfriend; for real."

I furrowed my brows.

I mean it was true, we weren't really dating; it was just a point of me asking for it.

That point was a scary one.

I only hummed in reply to his words before shifting so we were laying down. "Good things come to those who wait."

Jimin shifted a little so he was face to face with me; a small smile on his lips. "I don't want to wait."

I let out a chuckle. "Well, too bad."

I buried my face into his neck, hugging him like a bear as I relaxed. Being with him alone was peaceful—he was peaceful.

I managed to fall asleep for a while, Jimin's fingers dancing through my hair making it hard to stay conscious as he lulled me to sleep.

As I began to stir, I loosened my grip on his waist—hair a messy fluff as I lifted my head slightly with furrowed brows.

I heard a small laugh.

"Oh Yeobo." He whispered, leaving a small kiss on my cheek. "Your hair is a mess."

I laid my head back down before rolling over, sitting up a moment later. "It's your fault." I mumbled through a yawn before stretching.

"I can't always be innocent." He murmured. I turned my head to face him, shooting him a look. "What?"

'Oh my god, you are so oblivious sometimes.'

I chuckled. "Nothing-"

There was a knock at the door.

"Hm, I wonder who that could be." Jimin said as he got up, leaving to answer the door since it was his apartment after all.

I followed suit, sitting on one of the stools at his counter as I eyed the two boys who entered.

"Ah, Hello Agust D-Hyung." Taehyung greeted, having noticed I was sitting there.

Jungkook looked over as well before tilting his head curiously. "Did you have a nap?"

'What do you- oh- oh no.'

I nodded before feeling fingers brush through my hair yet again; "Give him a break, we've had a rough few weeks." Jimin muttered with a soft smile as he fixed my hair.

"Yeah, how's that going anyway?" Taehyung asked.

I looked up to Jimin who's cheeks immediately became red. "I-I'd say it's good."

I suddenly smirked at him before shifting in my place. "Yeah, it's actually a lot better than I expected it would be." I said. "Jimin's a great kisser."

"What?!" Jungkook asked now. "You guys kissed?"

Jimin looked away from the gawking boys, head resting against mine as he heated up internally.

"Oh, we've done more than just kiss." I boasted. "We've got to make the relationship look real after all."

"Well you guys sure are selling it," Jungkook replied. "If you weren't so cold all the time I'd totally think you guys would actually work."

My smile suddenly disappeared. "Huh?"

"What he means to say." Taehyung interjected. "Is that you're so, you he's-"

"Enough."

I turned to look at Jimin, a frown on his lips as he held his hand out in a gesture to silence the boy.

"Don't talk about him like that," He paused. "You guys act like you know him, jeez."

I was stunned to say the least.

I'd never seen him like that before; demanding.

It was hot.

Then it became uncomfortably silent, the deafening sound of nothing at all being broken by Jungkook's slow "Okay-"

"You know what? Why don't you guys just leave? We were busy before you came anyway." Jimin added, making the other maknae's furrow their brows.

Jimin ushered the two boys out before closing the door, turning to face me now.

"Wow." Was all I said.

"What?" He asked, annoyance in his voice. "They always have something to say about you and it's always something negative. They don't know you, the real you."

Oh man.

I reached forward and grabbed his hand, pulling him into my arms as I hummed. "Well thank you for defending me, but I'd like my Jagiya back now." I said softly.

Though Jimin with attitude who could put his foot down was super hot; I definitely preferred the soft shy Jimin any day.

He wrapped his arms around my neck before kissing my head. "You're welcome, Yoongi-Hyung."

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