FALLING FOR YOU | PJM FF ✅️

CHAPTER 39 ☆

"Fine," he conceded, "but I'm sleeping like this. Shirt stays off, okay."

Y/N hesitated for a moment, her back still turned towards him. "Promise me you won't try anything," she whispered, her voice barely audible.

A sheepish grin spread across Jimin's face. "Okay," he teased, the playful glint in his eyes betraying his earlier frustration.

With a nervous flutter in her chest, Y/N snuggled deeper into the bed. Her cheeks burned with a blush, a replay of their steamy kiss and Jimin's adorable pout swirling through her mind. A part of her craved a continuation, but the concern for his injury and the lingering worry about the mission kept her grounded. With a sigh, she closed her eyes, hoping for a night of peaceful sleep, even if it was tinged with unspoken desires.

Meanwhile, sleep eluded Jimin. The warmth of his wife's presence beside him was a constant reminder of what he craved. His gaze drifted over her small figure, a yearning tugging at his heart. He longed to hold her close, to feel the comfort of her touch. But the memory of his promise, and the unspoken concern in her eyes, held him back.

Jimin's POV

Frustration gnawed at me. My body ached for her touch, the promise I made a flimsy barrier against my desires. I bit my lip, wrestling with the urge to reach out. Her gentle breaths filled the room, her back a curved silhouette against the sheets.

I cannot control anymore, I bited my lips and slowly scooted myself towards her, as she was breathing, her back arced in a beautiful posture. He slipped his hand, around her waist and pulled her back towards his n-ked chest.

I came to knew that she wasn't fully asleep, her gasp made it sure to me. Before she could have said anything to me, I shushed her. He pulled up her night suit's shirt upwards, YN tried to stop me but I grabbed her small hand and caressed her bare waist with the other.

YN's POV

Sleep remained elusive. The way Jimin shifted closer, the heat of his body radiating against mine, sent a wave of nervousness through me. Unlike before, he seemed restless, his energy a stark contrast to the peaceful slumber I craved.

Suddenly, a strong pull sent me tumbling backwards. My breath hitched as my back collided with the firm wall of his chest. Despite the initial jolt, I kept my eyes squeezed shut, hoping to feign sleep a little longer.

A gasp escaped my lips when I felt the bare skin of his arm brush against my waist. The unexpected touch sent a shiver down my spine. Instinctively, I tensed, my mind whirring with a mix of confusion and apprehension.

Just as I was about to voice my unease, a gentle hand pressed against my lips, effectively silencing any protest, as I tried to pull away, but his grip on my wrist tightened. The contact sent a jolt through me, a strange sensation that both surprised and unsettled me. His hand, larger and rougher than mine.

"Mmph"

A low hum resonated from his chest, a sound that seemed to vibrate against my back.

End of POV

YN's mind reeled. The insistent pressure of Jimin's hand on her waist stole her breath. Another gasp escaped her lips as it began to move upwards. A surge of panic flared within her, but before it could fully consume her, the movement shifted. His hand brushed downwards again, leaving a trail of tingling confusion in its wake.