EPHEMERAL

ten

yoongi

"yah! hold still." i scolded the squirming boy.

"i-it hurts so much, hyung!" he whined as he tried to avoid the cotton ball.

"this is for your own good jimin."

"you're lucky i'm inlove with you." he mumbled under his breath but i heard it clearly. i decided to shrug it off, he's just trying to tease me anyways."

i dabbed (a/n: i swear to god if i see any bambam related comments.) the cotton ball on his cut above his eyebrow and suddenly the atmosphere was quiet.

from the corner of my eye, i could see him intently staring at me.

i felt so small under his gaze as my cheeks felt hotter, my legs felt like it could give up in any moment and my stomach churning.

what the hell is happening?

"don't do that." i softly whispered.

"do what?"

"stop staring at me."

"i can't help it. it's just you're so alluring and i want to stare at you all day long. your lips. shit! you don't know how bad i want to kiss it."

i dropped the cotton ball, startled by his sudden confession.

i gathered up my courage and looked at him straight back in the eyes.

our position was definitely making me flustered because jimin was sitting by the counter and i was in between his legs.

"then why don't you." i let myself speak this words carelessly as i gently placed my hand on his nape, pulling him into a kiss.

he wasted no time and let our lips meet.

surprisingly for a hormonal boy like jimin, our kiss wasn't hungry, desperate or something rough. instead it was a passionate one in where could literally feel all the whirling emotions inside of us.

i was the first one to pull away as i looked at him intently in his eyes.

it felt as if he really loved me and kissed me as if its his last. (a/n: ayye blinks where you at?)

"j-jimi-"

"i've got to go."

maybe not.

maybe it was really just all a joke.

stupid naive little yoongi.