My Tease

Saturday, February 10th

Jin pov

I roll in my bed from side to side, squeezing my eyes shut and strangle the life out of my body length pillow.

What did I do? 

Why did I say that?

No!

No!

No! 

No!

My chest tightens and my body is over heating from my erratic movement, but I can't calm down. My eyes burn as anxious tears brim over and I curl my toes with my frustration. I can't- ugh- what do I do?

My heart jumps in my chest from the sound of someone knocking on my door and I freeze, praying that they'll go away, but with my luck they keep pounding on the door. I frown and look at the clock on my phone to see it's one pm. I panic when a notification from Namjoon appears and swipe away from it as fast as possible. I swiftly wipe my eyes and muster up enough energy to get off of my bed and open my door begrudgingly to see Hoseok.

"Hey man," He lets himself in and I just follow him as he takes a spot on my bed and I plop myself back down. "You'll never believe what happened last night." Of course he came to fill me in on his night club hopping. Hoseok, Momo and Sung Kyung decided to ride back with Suran instead of finding us again so I didn't have to worry about giving them a ride. In all honesty, I would have preferred if they interrupted Namjoon and I for a ride, but that didn't happen. Not even Yoongi came to fetch Namjoon back since they came with Taehyung in the car his parents bought him so he wouldn't feel intimidated by the rich kids as Namjoon so put it. 

Imagine my reaction when Namjoon asked for another ride! I push that awkward drive to the back of my head before I focus in on Hoseok's story. "It was at the second club we went to that Taehyung tried to kiss Jimin and Yoongi was so close to fighting him! You should have seen the smoke coming out of his head. I have no idea what their relationship is, but Yoongi is all types of possessive."

"You would do the same thing if someone tried to make a move on Momo." I grumble into my pillow and he chuckles.

"You're right about that." He shifts around shaking the bed and I groan, "That's not the best part. Jungkook was trying to cheer Taehyung up at the third club, but he kept brushing him off. It was like I was watching a drama unfold right in front of me. Then, Suran started lecturing Yoongi on self control which was the funniest thing ever, but everything went back to normal after that...I think. I can't remember what happened after we left exactly."

"Of course you don't." I finally muster up some courage to read the message Namjoon sent and unlock my phone, pulling up the Kakao chat. 

N:Are you up yet? 

It was sent an hour ago and I groan. He must want to talk about what I said...

Yeah, sadly.

N: Can I come over?

Now?

N:Yeah, is that okay?

UGHHHHHHHHH! WHY MEEEEE!

"Hoseok, I think I'm just going to spend the day alone. Yesterday was all I could handle for socializing. I need to recharge." He pouts, but doesn't try to force me to hang out anymore which I'm grateful for. 

"I understand. Last night was a lot. You know we didn't get back until almost five am since everyone had to sober up?" I raise a brow and he shrugs, "Good times. Well, I'll leave you to snooze some more, but I want to hear more about what you and Namjoon did too."

I keep from grimacing because I know it'll only make him ask questions and keep him here longer. "We just ate street food." 

Hoseok pouts at my lack of detail, but begins to leave and I am more than happy when he lets himself out before I open the chat again.

You can come over. 

I give him directions to my dorm and wish I hadn't but I can't ignore him. It'll just make things worse since he's already suspicious. You would think I would get ready, but I would rather lay in bed a little longer. I don't even notice that I drifted off into sleep until knocking sounds on my dorm again. I groan, but rise from my bed and open the door while rubbing my tired eyes. Namjoon stands there staring at me before I move to the side and let him walk in. Instead of him commenting that I look like I got hit by a bus, he is looking at me like I am the definition of perfection. 

I feel my armpits beginning to sweat and walk into my bathroom. "I'm going to brush my teeth real quick." I state, "You can get comfortable." 

"Sure." It takes about five minutes as I brush my teeth and flatten my hair that was sticking up in all directions practically resembling Naruto and finish by wiping the crust from my eyes. Then, I enter the room again where he is sitting in my computer chair so I sit on the edge of my bed and put my body pillow on my lap as a protective barrier. 

"You start-"                                                 "I have something to say-"

We both blush and I squeeze my pillow tighter and start, "I don't want you to take what I said last night seriously. I had way too much alcohol and-"

"They say when you're drunk the truth comes out." He cuts in and I frown.

"Or you just say things with no meaning." I respond and he furrows his brows while scooting the swivel chair closer to me. 

"What's your truth Jin?" He questions and I feel goosebumps rise on my arm. "It's just us here." He waits patiently for my answer and I swallow the lump in my throat. I fiddle with my fingers for a moment but feel too vulnerable so I put my pillow down and get up from the bed.

"Do you want a bottle of water?" Namjoon bites down on his lip when I bend down and open the fridge by my bed and take out two ice cold bottles. I'm not prepared for when I turn back around to see Namjoon right in front of me. He takes one of the bottles from my hand and smiles at me. 

"Thank you." He opens the lid and takes a small sip before moving his tongue over his lip slowly. "Want to taste?" I snap my gaze back to his and frown.

"No." I push past him and sit back on my bed and let my eyes follow Namjoon as he places his water bottle on my desk.

"Kim Seokjin, you're a liar." In a blink of an eye he has me pinned to my bed and both my hands clasped together by his above my head. My stomach does flips and my heart goes into over drive as he leans in closer to my lips, shutting his eyes. I press my face into my mattress as tears build in my eyes. 

"N-nam-namjoon." I feel my chest rising and falling at a rapid pace and my throat closing up. 

This isn't happening. I bite my lip as a cry starts to escape my mouth alerting Namjoon to my distress. He pulls away instantly from one look at my face and as soon as my hands are free I use all my strength to push him off of me and he stumbles off my bed. I wipe my eyes and let out a shaky breath.

"I'm sorry. I didn't think you would react like that." He tries to go near me again, but I put my hands up.

"No, don't come any closer," I choke out. "I let you come here to clear up any misunderstandings. I am..." I find it hard to say and close my eyes. "You know what I want to say." I rub my eyes and try to stop the river of tears that want to over flow. "Why did I let you come here?"

"I shouldn't have done that. I thought since you said that you were unsure last night that maybe..." He trails off and I curse under my breath.

"Forget last night." 

"But-"

"Forget it."

A/N

And the plot thickens! Welp, until next time deuces my Burritos!