Love is a Lie//BTSXReader

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Jesus I can't even count how many times I've written 'blush' in this

"The concert finished with a BANGtan" Jin laughed so hard at his own pun that I laughed as well.

"Why are you laughing? It's so stupid!" Yoongi was in utter disbelief.

"It is funny" Jimin laughed.

Yoongi glared at him with pure disgust in his stare. He was offended that Jimin thought that Jin's more entertaining than him. Crossing his hands on his chest, he looked at his lover, raising his eyebrows.

"I mean, his laugh is funny" Jimin obeyed to his stare.

"I'm more funny than him, aren't I?" Yoongi slowly walked over to Jimin with a smirk on his face. Jimin seemed like he was a deer caught in the headlights of a high-speed moving car. He looked at Yoongi cautiously, watching wide-eyed as he grabbed his waist and pulled him closer. Jimin blushed madly, like a red tomato, looking away, as Yoongi got closer to his face, obviously wanting to kiss him. He was surprised by the sudden rejection, Jimin's cheek turning, which was obvious based on his puzzled look.

I knew Jimin was flushed because he didn't want people to know yet, so I looked away, towards the members whose jaws were wide open. I can't lie, the sight was definitely different than what they were used to seeing: them fighting over snacks or choreography.

"What?" he turned Jimin's stare to him by moving his jaw with his index finger, but seeing him blush made him realize that they were in public, surrounded by the rest of the group. He was smart about it though, because he then hugged Jimin tightly, making it seem like nothing that unusual happened.

When I noticed the awkwardness everyone was radiating from I decided to stop it by telling Jimin that his brother called.

"What did he say?" he asked backing away from Yoongi.

"Actually, nothing. He just talked to me and asked me to pick up when he calls more often" I chuckled.

"I can't believe he was flirting with you!" he groaned in annoyance, "He's so irritating"

"Woah! He wasn't flirting" I tried defending his brother.

"Yeah, he was. It's just the way he is. He told me you look cute when I sent him a picture" he bit his lip, not knowing how I'll react.

"Oh, really?" I smirked cockily.

"Were you just...? Ew! No! He's not worthy of that smirk! He's a flirtatious child!" Jimin couldn't believe that I actually found his flirting adorable.

Which I didn't. I just wanted to mess with Jungkook a little bit. And it definitely worked. He did 'the Jeonlous' thing where he pressed the tip of his tongue on the inside of his cheek and stared at the wall, pretending he doesn't hear the conversation we were having. Although it was cute to everybody, to me it was the hottest thing in the world. You know how they say - angry sex is the best sex!

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"Um" Jimin stuttered, staring at me, holding Yoongi's hand, as I was about to unlock the door to a room I was supposed to be sleeping in. "Could you, maybe, spend the night in Jungkook's room? Please?" he smiled brightly, trying to persuade me.

"Of course" I chuckled, "I just have to bring my suitcase to his room. Oh, and, did you ask him if I could?"

"About that" they both chuckled awkwardly, "he said no, but I'm pretty sure you could convince him. He's smothered by you, I don't know what's up with him tonight".

"I think I have an idea why he's not that great...but, okay, let me just pack my things" I knew that he was probably mad because of the whole Jihyun thing, but if Yoonmin asked me to let them have a night of, well, you know, then I was ready to beg Jungkook. And I knew just the way how.

Before the guys could occupy the room, I quickly changed into a tight crop top, high-waisted jeans and my best push-up bra. If he doesn't let me in like this then he never will.

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I knocked lightly on the door, my suitcase right behind me as Jimin and Yoongi had already begun their adventure. I brought my head to the door, listening to what's happening inside. There wasn't any sound coming out of the room. The key that Jimin gave me was already in my palm, ready to open up the apartment if Jungkook wasn't going to.

I waited a few minutes, but nothing happened, so I let myself in. I quietly made my way into the room as I slowly closed the door, trying not to make a sound. Just as I was about to sneak my way pass the bathroom, thinking that he was probably there, I stopped in my tracks once I realized that he was on the bed, shirtless and only in his underwear.

"What are you doing here?" he asked surprised, but I knew that he wasn't. His underwear was too tight for just a good night's sleep and his room was way too clean for it to be, well, his.

"I sleep here" I smiled, leaning against my suitcase handle, trying to show as much cleavage as possible without being obvious, unlike him.

"Since when?" he made himself even more comfortable as he put his hands behind his head, flexing his muscles. If I weren't so focused on beating him in his own game I would cum right then and there by just looking at him.

"Since I said so" I put my luggage on the side of the bed, bending over so that he would have a clear sight of my rear end, placing the suitcase painfully slowly, arching my back.

"B-but it's my room" Gotcha. He stuttered which meant game over. Was this boy actually whipped for me?

"It's now our room" I turned around, watching as he twitched at my turn, trying to cover up his obvious tent while having a tint of red on his cheeks.

"Okay, yeah, fine. I'll let you sleep here, but just because I'm nice. It has nothing to do with the fact that you look incredible in tight clothing" he chuckled awkwardly and quickly went over to the bathroom, his palm on his crotch.

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I was playing on my phone, dressed for bed, contemplating whether or not I should check if Jungkook was still alive since he hadn't come out of the bathroom for an hour. I checked twice if there was still his card on the table and it was. That meant that he hadn't went anywhere. So what was he doing in that bathroom? Just like you, I thought about that, too. He's probably masturbating.

I sneaked to the bathroom door and tried hearing if there was any sound coming from it. And there was.

The shower. Awe man! I missed it!
Before I left to actually go and rest on the bed, the water suddenly stopped and Jungkook quickly came out of the bathroom.

"I knew it!" he said victoriously, fully clothed in his pajamas.

"What? I wanted to check if you strangled yourself with the shower hose after seeing me in that. You were in there for an hour, for Christ's sake!" I defended myself quickly, heading to bed as he followed.

"Well, I'm sorry, but you made that shower way longer than it was supposed to be!" he said laying down next to me, chuckling. I closed my legs after his statement.

I faced the ceiling while he was facing me, putting an arm over my arms which were crossed on my stomach. He carefully went closer to me, I could feel that because the sheets moved, and with one swift movement he turned me over so that my body was now facing him. We stared at each other for a minute, he was caressing my cheek while I felt extremely heated. He pulled me close, so close to his chest that we almost kissed, but I hid my face in the crook of his neck. He smirked cutely and I felt his chest raise up and down, my palm resting on it, while his arms were wrapped around me. His fingers played with my hair as I was in his embrace. Even though he washed everything off, I could still sense his cologne, probably because I was buried in his neck. In this position I felt completely comfortable. After he let me adjust a bit, making his grip less strong, he brushed my hair with his slender fingers slowly, softly singing Paper Hearts, making me fall fast asleep.

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