Peeping tom ♕ m.yg + p.jm

3.

Jimin pov

I stared at My mom for a while as responded hesitantly, "o-oh yeah, of course," I smiled, looking at Yoongi as I push myself of the chair j was sitting in. "Shall we go." He simply nodded and got up as well. Following behind me as I gulp feeling his gaze on me, his presence felt way to close as we walked up the stairs and into my room.

I closed the door, looking at Yoongi look around my room, "you have a nice room." He said, his voice sounding sexy af.

"O-h thank you." I said still standing near the door, heat rose to my cheeks as I remember the past day when I saw him shirtless and how well his torso was toned.

"I can see my room from here." He said, looking across the window, his palms on my wooden desk as he stares inside his room. "R-really? I-...I didn't notice." Your such a bad liar Jimin, the palm of my hands starters to sweat, I trembled a bit as I walk over to him.

His gaze fell upon me, "why are you so nervous?" He said, eyeing me up and down making me feel uneasy with myself.

I gave nervous chuckle, "I'm not." I assured, playing with my fingers, as I blushed from embarrassment, why am I acting like this, I cringe at myself for my actions.

Glancing up at him having the same sharp stare on my, getting me weak on my legs. I tried to find a way to speak through the thick atmosphere but he started making his way closer to me making me stumble back as I stated off somewhere else then his eyes.

"If you say so." He said and shrugged it off, I gave a sigh of relief when he stopped looking at me so intensely. By now I didn't notice my heart rate which was unbelievably fast.

I touched my chest, while looking at him fiddle with the pens I have in a small black cup. He looked back at me, "your body language is different then your talking." He stated, I froze I looked down at my own body, nothing was wrong, well that's what I sensed.

I look back at him with doe eyes, "what?" I questioned, "you say your not nervous, when...your blushing, playing with your fingers, sweating." He whispered the last part. I noted that I was looking nervous and started to come up with a lie, while Yoongi stared at the sweat glistening in my temple.

"O-oh uh well this...is my first time bringing someone in m-my room." I smiled hesitantly at him, he stared at me with a blank face which he had on all day. He hummed in response.

I turned around looking at my door as I heard my mom yell, "Jimin! Come say bye to Mrs. And Mr.Min!"

"Okay-!" I chocked on my words as I felt yoongi's hand on my back, sliding down slowly down to my butt. I shivered slightly, standing next to me, he looked at me, "I'll be going." He said, leaving his hand there for a while, my head stayed looking forward, I hung my head low as I thought of my shameful dirty thoughts, I bit my lip and cursed at myself.

He eyed this, and walked out the door, following behind him a few seconds later.

We dismissed our presences to the new family next door. My mom smiling as she's waves at them. She closed the door and looked at me, "did you guys become friends?" She asked.

I looked at her and nodded a no, her facial expression dropped making me response to her reaction, "but we need more time." I smiled at her, smiling back to me she kissed my in the check, "go take a shower, you have school tomorrow." I simply nodded and ran upstairs, as I was choosing my cloth, a light from the corner of my eye catches my attention, turning to it I see Yoongi throwing his jacket on his bed, plopping himself on the bed.

"He must be tried," I mumbled, eyeing his hand move to his clothed member, slowly beginning to rub himself. I froze I quickly turned away, my eyes widened in shock. I bit my lip so hard I could taste blood.

I looked back slowly again, he continued. My breathing got so heavy, I felt a familiar tightness in my pants making me run to bathroom.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

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Yoongi pov

"Argh~ Jimin."

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I know I'm sorry

Jungkook I still love you, I'm loyal, sorry.