What's One More

Check Up

You wake up the next morning in a tangle of limbs, to your phone ringing somewhere in the room. You sit up straight in confusion, sweaty and hot. Yoongi mumbles to your right and reaches up to bring you back down to sleep while Namjoon tightens his grip on your waist on your left.

You pull yourself out of their grip and crawl over their legs. Where was your phone? You search through the discarded clothes on the floor, nothing. You look under the bed and there it is, how did it get under there? You fish it out, throw on Namjoon's shirt and leave the room.

"Hey Jimin!" You say breathlessly, making your way to the kitchen.

"Hey baby girl, did I wake you?" He chirps; such a sweet, light voice, you think.

"I should have been awake anyways! What's up?"

"I made an appointment at the clinic today for Jin, would you guys be able to come, I think Jin would be more comfortable if you came, Y/N. He seems attached to you." You feel a flicker of peace and self-satisfaction.

"Sure, I'd love to go! What time?" Jungkook comes down the stairs in nothing but his boxers. You stare at him as he stretches and sleepily rubs at his face. "Sorry, what was that Jimin?" You turn away from Jungkook, you were so distracted by him that you hadn't heard Jimin. 

Suddenly, Jungkook wraps an arm around you from behind, palming your bare leg with the other hand and slowly trailing it up towards your hip. His touch is like static, shocking your skin.

"I gotta go, see you in a bit!" You hurriedly hang up and spin around to face Jungkook. He smirks at you and you feel your heart skitter.

"You're not wearing any underwear," He sniggers, his nose scrunching up cutely. He looks too cute to be the man who was just going up your shirt moments before. Then he's moving away to get a glass of milk from the fridge, leaving you flustered and aroused.

"I'm going to go get ready for the day," You skirt past him like he might pounce on you at any moment, and scurry into the bedroom. You lean against the closed door, picturing Jungkook's lean, built body pressing up against yours, his hand going higher and higher up your thigh.

You groan and push away from the door. Yoongi is half on top of Namjoon and they're kissing lazily.

"Yoongi, we need to leave in like a half hour, come take a shower!" You shout out as you turn on the shower and wait for the water to warm.

"Wait, where are we going?" He turns in bed to look at you, a grumpy pout on his face. You pull off Namjoon's shirt and throw it in the hamper.

"With Jimin and Jin to the clinic, he asked if we could go." Yoongi groans and throws himself back onto the mattress. You shake your head as you cross the bathroom and tug open the shower curtain to let yourself in.

You try to process what happened with Jungkook as the warm water envelopes you. The ghost of his fingers still makes your thigh tingle. Fuck, you should have gotten back in bed with the other two, now you're going to be frustrated. You breath out with a pout.

That was the most overt sexual action that Jungkook has ever made. You would have expected something like that from Hoseok, but not from Jungkook. And then he got a glass of milk from the fridge and didn't say or do anything else. Was he just messing with you or did he want something more? You imagine what he would look like on top of you—

The shower curtain jerks open and you jump, "Yah! You scared me!" Yoongi dead pans, obviously not thrilled to be out of bed, "It's not even that early!" You counter.

"It's the principle of the thing!"

Despite his resistance, half an hour later the both of you are jumping in Jimin's car. Yoongi takes the front seat and you sit in back with Jin. As you head to the clinic, you can't help but notice how puffy Jin's face looks. It looks like he has been crying. Yoongi and Jimin chat pleasantly in the front seat.