choose. + jimin & jungkook

4 ＊ sleepover

"How the frickle frack are you both so sexy?!" Bomi immediately slammed her hand over her mouth. It slipped. Now they knew she was perverted. At that comment, Jungkook's face flushed pink, and Jimin's lips curved into a satisfied smirk.

"Let's just ignore I said that?" Bomi nervously laughed. They all came to an agreement and just carried on with whatever they were going to do.

-

Bomi had been having....a difficult time. Literally every time one of the boys moved, their muscles became more evident. And that made Bomi distracted. It was pretty odd. Bomi usually preferred a little bit of tummy, but for some reason these muscular boys were having an effect on her.

"Bomi...you're staring again," Jimin slightly nudged. Bomi shot out of her daze and let out a confused "huh?"

"Noona, I didn't think you'd be so perverted," Jungkook giggled. Bomi's face flushed pink and she looked down at her lap. She was highly embarrassed.

"Aawwwe, she's blushing," Jimin teased.

"I will go get the spatula." The boys threw their hands up, surrendering. Bomi might be adorable, but she's kinda scary when she wants to be.

-

"Let's play again!! I'm wanna win!" Jungkook urged. They had been playing Mario Kart for an hour now, and Bomi kept winning. She was a pro. I mean, at her old home, she had only two friends....speaking of which, she wanted to see them again soon. But anyway, she stayed inside and played video games. It was her thing.

"Jungkook, no. I'm tired! We can play another time," Jimin groaned. Bomi laughed at the boys.

"Fine. But I call dibs on Noona!" Jungkook's smile was now evident as he picked Bomi up and ran with her. Bomi squealed as she clung onto Jungkook, hoping to God she wouldn't be dropped.

"You fetus!" Jimin yelled as he chased the 2 youngers. The process of Bomi being yanked from Jungkook's to Jimin's and back to Jungkook's arms repeated mutiple times. Bomi would usually threaten the boys by now, but she was distrated. Every time one of them carried her, their bare chests and abdomens made contact with her. She was in heaven and hell at the same time.

"Let her go!"

"No! She's mine!!"

boom

"oOf!" Bomi landed on her back, knocking the air out of her. The boys had dropped her.

"BOMI!" The two crouched down and started asking is she was okay. Bomi just layed there and mentally chanted, 'stay calm. stay calm. stay calm.'

"Let's just sleep before I end up murdering the both of you," Bomi groaned as she sat up.

"S-sorry for dropping you, Noona," Jungkook innocently looked down to his feet. Bomi of course forgave him. He was too adorable to be mad at. And she forgave Jimin, too, since she was too sleepy to argue.

Bomi made sure to text her mom so she would know that there was a sleepover being held before laying tons of blankets and pillows on the ground for the 3 friends to sleep on.

The group curled up into the blankets and started drifting into a peaceful sleep. Well, the boys did. Bomi couldn't. She was too busy freaking out about how cuddly the boys became when they were asleep.

The first 10 minutes were fine. But the 11th minute contained of Jungkook wrapping his arm around Bomi's waist from behind and pulling them together. Bomi stayed still, unable to move. She was too nervous to. 5 minutes passed. Jungkook's hand had a mind of it's own. It had travled barely under Bomi's shirt, his hand finding it's stop on Bomi's bare stomach.

Then Jimin joined the fun of making Bomi a nervous wreck. He had already been really close to Bomi in the first place. And he came closer when his legs entangled themselves with Bomi's. Then his hand rested on her hip. Bomi was now breathing unevenly. She.Was. Going.To.Die.

-

Mrs. Song made her way to Bomi's room, planning on waking up the three sleepy heads for breakfast. But she froze when she saw the three sleeping how they were.

Now, you'd think she's go crazy and whack the boys with a broomstick, right? But the thing is, this is Mrs. Song we're talking about.

click

Mrs. Song snapped a few pictures of the three in a cuddle huddle whilst silently squealing to herself. She had gone into fangirl mode.

"I am framing this shit." Mrs. Song grinned widely and skipped back down the stairs. She was literally going to frame it.

-

Bomi woke up to an odd warmth surrounding her. She squeaked when she realized what was happening. She was now just as nervous as she was last night.

She carefully began sitting up, but immediately failed. Both Jimin and Jungkook yanked Bomi back down. They both started pulling on her, trying to free her from the other. Oh boy. This again.

"Guys...I just wanna get up," Bomi murmured.

"I don't," The two boys responded at once. Bomi whined and dug her face into her pillow.

"Noonaaa," Jungkook cooed, trying to get Bomi to look at him. Nice try, buddy.

"If you guys could just stop yanking me, that would be nice," Bomi spoke into the pillow. The boys hesitantly let go of her. Bomi took this chance to get comfortable and curled herself into a ball.

Jimin and Jungkook made eye contact with their "awwwee" faces on. They thought what Bomi did was freaking adorable. Jimin smiled back down at Bomi and ran his fingers through her hair. He continued to play with the soft locks. This causing Jungkook to pout. He wanted to be the only one affectionate to his Bomi. He was becoming possesive of the only girl he wasn't afraid of. This is going to be a roller coaster.