Your heart is going wild.
"N-no, I-I'm sure," You try to raise your chin to look up at him. But your tone is already weak enough, even to yourself, so fooling Jimin is an idea that's miles away.
You decide to look into his eyes, determined to show him that you weren't a complete mess.
That idea is even worse, because as soon as your eyes meet his intense, deep ones, you can already feel your knees turn to jelly.
"Really?" He asks, and his voice is a low and dark tone that makes your insides coil.
"Y-ye." You don't know anymore, actually.
You aren't even a good liar.
His lips crash to yours suddenly, attacking you as Jimin's soft, firm hands cup your face and tilt it upwards so that he has better access to your mouth. You can feel your heart racing and thumping in your chest, so loud that you are sure that he can hear it too.
The kiss is intense, and you find yourself reaching out ro him, placing your hands on his shoulders as he takes your lower lip between his.
You never thought your first kiss would be like this.
You never thought kissing feels this great.
A moment later, Jimin pulls away, breathing hard, his cheeks tinted pink from the kiss. "Still sure?"
You catch your breath, your embarrassment overpowered by your utter fascination. "I-I don't k-know..."
He grins breathlessly. "That's all I wanted to hear." And he reattaches his lips to yours.
It feels like you're in heaven.
One of his hands still cupping your cheek, his other hand moves to the back of your waist as he pulls you closer. Your own hands slide fown from his shoulders, fisting in the front of his t-shirt as you arch up against him, and he kisses you hard and fast.
You can barely keep pace with his lips as they move against yours, as if starving for yours. Jimin pulls away for a fleeting moment, taking a deep breath, before plunging into your lips again. You gasp as something wet brushes your lower lip.
Jimin takes the oppurtunity to slip his tongue into your mouth. Your tongue is less than competition as they battle for dominance, and he ultimately opens his mouth against yours, forcing you to do the same.
He feels like fire in your mouth, lips sloppily and hastily moving against yours in a fast paced kiss, and you realise that the kiss has turned into a make out session.
Your legs feel weak as his lips quickly move to nibble your jaw before moving back to your lips. Feeling unstable, your hand slides up his neck, threading in his soft blonde hair. Jimin bites your lip, making you gasp against his lips, unconsciously tugging at his hair.
He moans into the kiss.
Aha.
Determined to take back some control, you tug at his hair again, and Jimin becomes putty in your hands. He moans, lips and tongue weakening against yours.
Not one to be beaten, though, he slides his lips down your throat, sucking and nibbling at the side of your throat.
"Jimin," You can only moan his name as his lips work skilfully on your skin, making you feel things you've never felt before.
You feel his smirk against your skin, and a moment later his tongue swipes over your collarbone, as if he was tasting you. You shudder against the contact, feeling like jelly.
His other hand, which had been earlier cupping your face, moves down with his other one to grip your hips tightly. Grazing his teeth once again against your neck, his lips move back to yours, kissing you deeply one more time before pulling away.
You're breathless. And turned on.
Jimin licks his lips, panting hard as he stares down at you, his lips still centimetres from yours. His unusually plump lips are even more swollen because of the kiss, something that makes you want to kiss him even more.
His eyes gaze into yours, as if staring into your soul, and you notice that his usually golden brown eyes are dark with desire.
"So," His thick lips curve into a wicked smirk. "How's that for a first date?"
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"Well, that's actually not a big problem." Taehyung seems the least affected by your distress.
"Not a big problem?!" You practically screech at the boy, who drops his bag, startled.
"Yeah." He frowns, glancing around his room before picking up his bag. "It's not a big deal that you're suddenly attracted to boys too."
"How?" You cock an eyebrow, throwing yourself on his bed.
"I'll tell you, chill," He rolls his eyes, but a grin creeps onto his face as he looks at you. "I still can't believe you kissed him, though."
You blush slightly, remembering the way Jimin had kissed you. Even the mere memory of it leaves your heart racing and you breathless.
"Yeah..." You say softly. "I can't believe it either."
Taehyung pats your shoulder, plopping down on the bed next to you. "It's been barely a week since the party, and look, here you two are...already making out."
You glare at him but look away a moment later. "Time is irrelevant," You say, determined.
Your best friend laughs, fluffing his already fluffy hair. "You say that so much, I think that's practically your mantra."
"Maybe it is." You shrug. "But it's true."
Taehyung notices your sudden seriousness, and his face softens. "It's because of your mother, isn't it?" He says, quietly and sympathetically.
You nod slowly, eyes stinging. Quickly shaking your head to remove the sting, you look up at him. "But anyway, how is being attracted to boys-when you're gay-not a big deal?"
A beautiful boxy smile spreads across his face, as he leans down conspirationally. "When you're a hoe."
"Tae!" You pout.
"All right, all right." He laughs, leaning away. "You're bisexual, dumbass."
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Fanfiction"You should be careful, Y/N." Taehyung says, leaning forward and resting his elbows on his legs, tucking his chin into his palms. "He's the meanest son of a...mother who's ever lived." He shakes his head, sighing. "And he's the one who got you into...
