Party With The Parisians/Persians

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Jimin lay in bed, the silence of his hotel room stretching out around him. Sleep was elusive, his thoughts racing and tangled with memories of Savannah. The room felt too empty, too still. He glanced at his phone on the nightstand, its screen dark. After a moment of hesitation, he reached for it and dialed Savannah's number.

The call connected, and Savannah's voice was a mix of surprise and amusement. "Well, well, if it isn't Jimin calling me at two a.m. London time. Miss me, did you?" Her tone was teasing, and he could almost picture the smirk on her face.

Jimin chuckled softly, trying to match her light-heartedness despite the sleeplessness he felt. "I guess I just wanted to hear your voice. It's been a rough night."

She raised an eyebrow, her smirk widening. "Oh really? Rough night, huh? And here you are, video calling me topless. Are you trying to tempt me, Jimin?"

He glanced down at himself, realizing with a start that he was indeed shirtless. His cheeks flushed as he rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly. "Ah, I didn't realize... I just... I guess I wasn't thinking."

Savannah's eyes twinkled with mischief as she leaned closer to the camera, her gaze locked on his. "Well, you've definitely got my attention now. What's on your mind? Or should I say, what's on your chest?"

Jimin let out a soft laugh, his tension easing a bit. "I just... I miss you. It's hard to sleep, and I keep thinking about the times we had together. I wanted to hear you, even if it's in the middle of the night."

Savannah's dimples poked out as she smirked at Jimin. "Oh really? What happened to your girlfriend? Shouldn't you be calling her instead?"

Jimin sighed, trying to keep the mood light despite his growing frustration. "Sav, don't be like that."

She raised an eyebrow, her tone teasing. "Why shouldn't I? You should be the one begging for my attention right now. What are you doing, anyway?"

Jimin glanced around his empty hotel room, feeling the loneliness more acutely. "You see? I'm all on my own here. Can't you just... tell me what you want? I needed to reach out to you."

Savannah's gaze softened as she took in his surroundings. "Ah, you're all on your own, huh? So, what exactly did you call me for?"

Jimin bit his lip, trying to focus on Savannah's face rather than her teasing smile. "Are you alone?" he asked, his voice tinged with curiosity.

Savannah chuckled softly, leaning back in her chair. "Yeah, it's 6 PM here. Jkay let everyoje go home earlier if they were fished with their work  so I left early, so I'm just relaxing in my silky robe."

Jimin raised an eyebrow, a playful smirk tugging at his lips. "What's under the robe?" he asked, his tone light but laced with anticipation.

Savannah's eyes sparkled with mischief as she adjusted her camera slightly, giving him a teasing look. "Why do you want to know? Trying to get a peek?"

He laughed softly, shaking his head. "Just curious. It's been a long night, and I needed a distraction."

She raised her eyebrows, her smirk widening. "Well, I suppose if you're missing me, I should keep you entertained."she watchedhis fingers brushing the edge of his boxers.taking them off revealing a very needy companion .

Savannah's playful smile grew as she noticed Jimin's reaction. "I didn't expect to get this kind of response from you," she teased, her voice warm and inviting. She adjusted the camera slightly, giving him just a hint more.

Jimin let out a low, appreciative hum, his gaze fixed on her. "You always know how to keep things interesting," he said, his tone softening. "I guess I was hoping for a little distraction, but I didn't think you'd go all out."

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