Seulgi was extremely flexible. Everyone knew that.
She could fold herself in half, do the splits, bend her spine in many ways that normal people couldn't and she could do many wonderful things with that flexibility. Like when she lies flat on his back and pulls his legs up so that they rest flat and straight against her chest, milky thighs showing whenever she wore shorts.
Jimin loved it.
He loved how stretchy and bendy Seulgi was.
Jimin sat propped up against the head of his bed, legs crossed and phone in hand. The boy paid no mind to how much noise the rest of the boys and the girls were making in the lounge, even if he could hear them through his earphones; something about Namjoon breaking something again? Jimin didn't know. What he did know though was that he couldn't hear Seulgi at all, which was strange because she, Yeri and Irene were usually the loudest. His suspicions were sated when his jaw was roughly gripped and tilted upward to see his hyung in black skinny jeans and and the over sized sweater that he had got him on his birthday once. His bright hair was as fluffy as always and his dark eyes stared into his own, captivating him as if he were something precious; fragile and easy to break.
"Jimin-ah..." Seulgi murmured as she stroked her free hand through Jimin's soft, silky hair and pushed her face closer. "U-Uh... Noona?" Jimin stuttered as she felt Seulgi's hot breath ghost over his lips. "Jimin-ah, kiss me," Seulgi blinked at him and got even closer if even possible. "Eh, but noo-!?"
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