His bunnyboy

Chapter 8: JM

                Disclaimer: Adult themes

Once I got into Namjoon's car for the drive home and buckled myself in. I noticed how mind was foggy when I was settled in my seat, and my body felt little fuzzy. It was a good feeling though. I felt unusually relaxed. The drive home was quiet for the most part.

Peaceful.

Namjoon looked extra handsome with the different streetlights and headlight flashing over his face as he drove down the road. I sat there gazing at him while his hands remained on the wheel with his arms stretched out in front of him, his loose sleeves rolled up and exposing his strong arms and his eyes remained a head of him. My eyes lingered on his skin, and it made me swallow back from air

I couldn't stop staring at him. I pouted thinking about how I really wanting to kiss him. The idea of it made my chest heavy. I cupped my tingly face noticing how warm it was. I watched the moon light up the night sky. Slipping my hands in between my legs to give myself some comfort as Namjoon drove us home.

Soon, we were approaching the house and Namjoon pulled into our designated driveway, parking closer to the steps of the walkway than normal. We had a short conversation about how we weren't that tired yet and decided on another drink and a movie to watch.

I unbuckle myself as I watch him get out on his side. I open the car door, slowly pull my sluggish body out of the car. Namjoon shuts the door behind me. I felt his large hands on my hips when I slightly stumbled up the stairs to the front door.

I could feel his large warm hands grab the skin on my hips. It felt really nice...

In my slight hazy state, I allowed a soft grin to creep up my cheeks all the while still avoiding his gaze. He continued to hold me close by wrapping his arm undermine around my body. Supporting a lot of my body weight.

I honestly didn't really think I needed it but.. who was I to complain.

It did kind of seemed to be as if he was being a little more touching than usual.

Not that I actually mind thought..

He opens the door, kicking our shoes off and walked me into the living room where he helped get comfy on the couch. He handed me the general remote to pick something to watch while he went to go get us some soju.

I looked through 'Hexflix', which was the horror version of Netflix. "I don't really like scary movies, but Joon loves them." I decided on an older version of 'The Friday the 13th'. It was a classic which are normally Namjoon's favorites, and it's mildly scary.  When he comes back into the room, he hands me my own bottle of soju and he slumps down on couch next to me leaving a little bit of space.

I hear him chuckle, "you sure you're up for this?"

"Yeah, I'm not a baby Joon." I scowl which only makes him laugh and weirdly enough makes me smile which I try to suppress.

"Of course, not Min." He grins

I press play and we began to watch the movie I picked out. Still pouting a little.

"Oh, come on, I'm just teasing." His cheeky grin companied his liquor induced rosy face

He then starts to poke my side making me flinch and smile at the action. I tried stopping his hands as he began to tickle my side making me laugh. After begging him to stop for a few unsuccessful moments, trying to prevent his hands from tickling me.

"Okay Okay, I give." He laughs

After a while of watching the movie and both of us have taken quite a few drinks of our bottles.