It can become a reality 🔞

Part 1

You sat in the middle of a large kitchen table with your legs crossed. Everyone went to bed after a stormy party, looking at the clock, you sighed. 2 a.m. Perfect time for wine. You raised a full glass and took a sip. You turned to the chair on which Jimin had previously sat. It felt like you were sharing this moment with him, enjoying the wine and the intimacy of the dark kitchen. Today it was hot outside and Jimin decided not to dress after the pool, staying only in short shorts. Wet and naked, your sweet dream and great fear are combined into one. The whole evening, excitement did not leave your body for a moment.

You moaned quietly and lay on your back, remembering how water flowed from his hair through his body. For a second, you allowed yourself to imagine how your fingers wander around his body, repeating the traces of a stream of water.

You heard bare feet approaching, and you turned your head to the sound source. You saw someone's hand reaching for the switch.

"Don't turn it on," you said, not wanting to part with the darkness. You looked again at the ceiling.

"Oh god ... you scared me," Jimin's voice approached you. You closed your eyes hoping it was a dream. "_______, why are you lying in the middle of the table in the dark?" he asked, moving closer to the table.

"Why I can't lie in the middle of the table in the dark?"

"You're weird today," he said, going to the fridge and taken out a bottle of water.

"I'm always weird, haven't you noticed?"

He grinned, and taking a few sips of cold water. You could see in the moonlight how a few drops flowed down his chin, falling down. It reminded you of the reason you still couldn't fall asleep. You sat on the edge of the table not far from him. His eyes widened when he realized that you were wearing only a long T-shirt.

"I came only to drink water, I'm already leaving," he said, to break the silence.

"Then go," you continued to look at how he was trying to look away from your bare legs. "Or you can stay," he returned the bottle to the fridge and headed for the exit. You raised your leg blocking his path "Better stay"

He turned to face you and rested on the kitchen surface opposite you. "I didn't know you like the darkness," said Jimin

"You don't know much about me"

"I know more than you think," he said, and you only sneered.
You reached out and took his wrist, drawing him to your knees. He tried not to meet your gaze when he came closer. You raised your hand and lead it along his cheek, but you did not stop. You continued lead slowly fingernail on his naked skin, through his neck to his chest. His breathing got harder, everything got harder. You rested a palm on his heart.

"Your heart beats too fast, don't you think so?" you licked your lips, biting your bottom lip.

"Do not do this," he whispered, as your fingers touched his nipple, you again began to slowly move down to his belly. You could feel how each abdominal muscle tensed under your fingers. A tremor pierced his body as you nailed his skin. "_______ ..."

"I do not hold you. You can leave. This, what you want? "
Silence fell in the dark kitchen. You removed your hand, and narrowing your eyes, continued to observe of conflict inside him.

"I don't know what I want..."

"Since today you are so honest with me ..." you pulled him closer until his hips pressed against to your inner thighs. "Then maybe you'll tell me why every time you spend the night here, you leave the door open. Are you waiting for someone to keep you company?"

"I know that you are standing every time next to my open door. Waiting for an invitation to come in? " he said, meeting your gaze for the first time.

"You are not bad in this game" you laughed softly and nodded "for a beginner."
"I don't want to play this," his breathing quickened as you snagged the belt of his shorts with your fingers and traced sensitive skin along his abdomen.
"This does not have to be a game, everything can be quite real", you push fingers under the belt of his underwear, and he grabbed your wrist with force. "Harder" you ordered him, and he abruptly let go of your hand and took a step back. You laughed at his reaction. You raised your forgotten wineglass. "I thought so. Go." You looked at the wine in your hand. You brought a glass to your lips, but did not have time to take a sip. Jimin grabbed your wineglass and drank the wine in one gulp. He set the glass next to you on the table and turned and left the kitchen, without any words. You raised an empty glass and looked at it, as if you were trying to find some answer there. You returned the glass to the table, and moving back again lay on the table, closing your eyes.