POKER CHIP | myg sb!au (18+)

[PART 28]

"Mm," you hummed pleasantly, a smile tugging at your lips. "Yoongs," you then breathed his name, soft and airy with a slight giggle.

He was kissing your stomach, your hips, your thighs. Nose and breath tickling your extra sensitive skin as he slid onto his stomach, then he wrapped his arms under and around your thighs.

"Yeah, baby?" He cooed, voice muffled by the sheets covering your bodies.

"What are you doing?" You mewled, back arching as he pushed his sweater further up your body and exposed the lacy panties you had on underneath.

"Saying good morning," he preened, placing a kiss on the bow above your clit to tell you exactly how he planned to do that.

"It's early," your brows ticked, conflicted between pleasure and sleep.

"Sorry to break it to you sweetheart, but you slept in. The green tea Jimin brought you went cold a while ago," his voice lilted in amusement and you finally peaked your eyes open, head turned to see the glass mug on the nightstand.

He was right, the lack of steam gave away its staleness and you sighed.

"I'll have him make you a fresh one soon, I've got a much better way to wake you up," he soothed, moving your panties to the side so he could take a hungry lick.

Instantly, your hand flew to his hair, fingers rooted in his locks while you showed him where you wanted his attention.

"Hey Yoongi wake up, it's late—" a man suddenly burst through the door, stopping half way with his cheeks turning red when his eyes found yours just as shocked. "Ohfuck I'm so sorry!" He practically fell backwards trying to escape, slamming the door shut in the process while you stayed frozen.

"Who the hell was that?" You squeaked, heat creeping up your neck and onto your face. All sense of sensuality had been knocked out of the room for you, so you pushed the covers down to reveal the man lucky enough to escape the awkward encounter; well not totally. You were sure your intruder knew exactly what was going on underneath the sheets.

"That would be Hoseok," he grimaced, clearly unimpressed by his friends' lack of boundaries. "I better go see what he wants," he sighed, kissing your knee as he sat up, "feel free to join us when you're ready," he pressed his lips together, corners lifted before he walked out of the room.

It must've been late because he was already dressed in a t-shirt and pants. His hair was damp from his own shower too, funny how you didn't notice that when you were preoccupied with other things.

After a moment in peace to settle your mortification, you slid out of the bed and into the bathroom instead— locking the door lest you had another uninvited guest.

After a shower, you got dressed into a comfy all grey loungewear set with a chunky cardigan for the dipping temperature, then combing your damp hair out so it could air dry. On your way out, you picked up your forgotten green tea to take to the kitchen too.

It was Jimin who spotted you first when you entered the hallway, rushing over with a shocked look. "You don't have to do that, here let me replace it with a new one," he bowed deeply before taking the glass from your hands.

With all eyes on you, it was impossible to escape the attention on you now, so you pursed your lips in a smile. There were more people here than just Yoongi's second-in-command so you felt much more on edge.