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27 . Tangerine 🍊

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Yoongi's pov

The door creaked shut behind me, and I saw Jimin slept out on the bed, fast asleep.

I tiptoed over, careful not to disturb him, and settled down on the mattress a safe distance away.

My heart was racing, a nervous flutter in my chest that had nothing to do with the day's activities.

His eyes snapped open, a mischievous glint in their depths.

Jimin : "Don't worry,"

he said, his voice a low rumble,

Jimin : "I won't hurt you. Come closer."

I shifted uneasily, inching closer to him.

Jimin : "More,"

he commanded, and I obeyed, my cheeks burning under his intense gaze.

Jimin : "Still scared of me?"

he asked, a hint of amusement in his tone.

Yoongi: "Well, I was at first,"

I confessed,

Yoongi: "but not anymore."

Jimin "Good,"

he said, his smile a little too sharp.

Jimin : "Taehyung will look after you while I'm gone. I have a business trip, Mexico."

Yoongi: "Oh,"

I mumbled, feeling a pang of sadness

He seemed to sense my hesitation.

Jimin : "Don't you miss me?"

he asked, his voice laced with a teasing edge.

Yoongi: "Maybe,"

I replied, my voice barely above a whisper.

Yoongi ; "Or maybe not."

He chuckled, a low, rumbling sound that vibrated through the room.

Jimin : "Wahhh,"

he drawled,

Jimin : "when will you love me?"

My breath caught in my throat.

Yoongi: "I..."

I stammered, my mind scrambling for a response.

Jimin : "Don't tell me you hate me,"

he pressed, his eyes holding mine with an intensity that made my stomach clench.