— jimin's pov
we all splashed and giggled until the surfing instructor called us over to start the lesson.
"so you'll just step up here," he said tapping his foot on the surfboard lightly.
i stopped listening after a while. i looked at hoseok who wasn't paying attention either. he saw me look at him and he smirked back at me. he licked his lips and looked me up and down. my face turned bright red and i turned back around.
i heard him walking towards me. he stood behind me and began to whisper in my ear.
"do you want to feel good, jimin ?" he whispered.
"y-yes, hoseok.." i whispered back.
"i'll make it happen," he said.
he palmed me through my swimming trunks. i bit my lip in an attempt to not make any noise. i moaned ever so quietly but yoongi heard me loud and clear.
"hey, you two, shut the fuck up," he scolded.
hoseok started to bite on my earlobe despite yoongi's scolding. he then moved his hands down my body, closer to my crotch area. he pulled my trunks down slightly, but enough for him to do any action.
"hoseok- ah.. we don't need to do this here," i whispered.
he nodded and raised his hand.
"can we go to the restroom ?" he asked.
"sure !" the instructor said.
hoseok and i walked to the restroom. we finally got there and as soon as we got in there, he pinned me forcefully against the wall. he attacked my lips, slipping his tongue in my mouth. i moaned into the kiss and he moved down to my neck where he left a pattern of hickeys.
"clothes. off, now," he murmured.
i obeyed and he did the same. he picked me up and set me by the counter and it all got crazy from there.
to be continued...
