His bunnyboy

Chapter 10: JM

Disclaimer: Adult themes

It was early in the morning when Jimin was woken up by his phone ringing. He's never been a super heavy sleeper, so it only took a ring or two before he was reaching over to his bed side table, grabbing it and checking who was calling. He squinted at the phone screen waiting for eyes to finally adjust to the bright light emanating from his phone. He cleared his throat, sitting up in bed answering the call.

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"Hello." I stated.

"Hello, Am I speaking to Park Jimin? This is Kim Seokjin, owner of Oak Bakery." The smooth voice said.

"Yes, this is him. What can I do for you, Mr. Kim?" I asked trying to sound collected after noticing the terrible headache that came out of nowhere.

"We have a few documents here we need to go over and sign before next week. Do you think you could come in within the hour to get these handled or is this a bad time for you." The man asked politely.

"No, not a bad time at all." I cringed at the pain I felt in front of my eyes. "I'll be there within the hour.

"Excellent, see you soon. "The man said before hanging up.

I hunched over, planting my feet on the cold floor, cupping my face when I noticed the small bottle of water and over-the-counter pain meds on the edge of the side table.

"Namjoon must have left this for me." I smiled picking up the water and the two pills next to it.

After popping the pills into my mouth and drinking them down. I went to shower forgetting I'd have to use Namjoon's bathroom. Which is in his room.. and he's sleeping... I stepped out of my room into the hallway hesitantly standing in front of Namjoon's door..

"I don't have time to just stand here." I reached for the doorknob and quietly as possible peaked the door open. I can barely see into the room with how dark it was, but I could still see the sleepy form snoring away in his bed. I crack the door just enough to squeeze my body through and shutting it slowly behind me. I tiptoed across the floor past his bed, into the bathroom and shutting the door behind me. But not before taking mental note of him lying on his back with his bare chest peeking out from under his covers and sleepy face.

I turned on the water, just hoping that the sound doesn't wake the bear out there. I peeled off the remaining clothes off my body. Which oddly enough was just my underwear. I must have stripped my clothes off. I thought before stepping into the shower and submerging myself under the hot water. After a few minutes of letting my tired body relax. My mind began to drift to the man sleeping soundly, just outside the bathroom. I found myself play with my bottom lip when I felt this interesting yet unfamiliar tender sensation.

I just moved past it, ignoring the odd yet nice feeling and continued washing my body, pushing the hair back, facing the shower. The events from the night before slowly started breaking through my subconscious. Dinner, drinks, the drive home.

I remembered how good Namjoon looked. I remembered the deep red color on his cheeks that melted into the soft caramelly brown color of his skin. His intoxicated smile making the rest of his face so glowy. It was hard to ignore. He looked unreal. I furrowed my brow when I touched my lips again.. The intoxicated suppressed memories started to bubble to the surface and the feeling of Namjoon kissing me was the one to shake loose the others. Him asking if it was okay to kiss me more. Him pulling me into his lap-...

'I actually let him take my shirt off.' I thought.

The image and feeling of his lips kissing down my neck and shoulders. The memory of him sucking at my skin and unzipping my pants and sliding his hands inside. I could feel the stirring in my stomach, slowly causing something else to grow. I peeked down and tried to push those feelings away.