Wendy choked in his own spit as she gaped at her friend, cheeks burning hot.
After a round of drunk laughs and maneuvers, they finally decided to take a rest. Taehyung and Seokjin announced they’ll stay for the night and Hoseok lead them towards the guest room, leaving Yoongi, Seulgi, and Jimin and the other ladies in the lounge.
“You know, I think it’s best for you to let Seulgistay here. Look at him – she’s wasted! Sh’ll be dead if her mom sees her in a state like this.”
Jimin stares at Yoongi before averting his eyes on his hyung beside him. Seulgi is currently curled up like a little kid, head resting on Jimin's lap. The boy unconsciously ran his fingers through Seulgi's hair, nails almost grazing her scalp. His eyes moved to Seulgi's cute puffy eyes, then to her little nose, and finally on her pink pillow lips that lures Jimin to suck it between his soft ones. He bites his lip as sensual thoughts of sucking the air out of Seulgi bombarded his mind. How would it feel like to have Seulgi's tongue dancing against his? How would it feel like to have his tongue buried down in Seulgi's throat? How wo–
“Jesus, Chim. I didn’t know you were that thirsty for Seulgi. Just kiss him already.” Joy barks with a very disgusted face she could muster, interrupting Jimin in his thoughts.
His face instantly heats up and struggled in his words.
He gently taps Seulgi's cheeks and asked, “Babe, do you want me to ride you…home? Or do you want to crash here tonight?”
Seulgi mumbled a muffled ‘yes please’ which Jimin assumed was an answer to his first question. Yoongi looked at him knowingly before wriggling his eyebrows. He just rolled his eyes and attempted to hit his hyung’s arm but he already ran away, yelling for Wendy's protection.
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