Collection. (NOT MINE)

9

Pairing: Jin x Reader

Genre: fluff, smut

Words: 1.9k

Warning: Mature Content

"Look at the apartment. It's a whole fucking mess." You said, in the lowest possible voice that you could muster.

"I can see that too." He replied, shaking his head. "This is why I said I would play rock paper scissors. You suck at it and now look what you got us into."

"Excuse me?" you asked, glaring at him, "Are you saying this is my fault?"

"Are you saying that it isn't?" he whisper-yelled, challenging you.

You sighed, resuming to pick up the wrapper of the chips that were thrown about the living room.

Technically, he wasn't wrong. Being invited to movie night at the boys' dorm was not a new thing. But, having to be the losers who have to clean up the mess after all the guests have left and the other boys resumed to their rooms was a first.

"I fucking hate rock paper scissors." You muttered and you heard your boyfriend scoff.

"I hate you." he stated. He was probably a little annoyed that you insisted on playing for the both of you this time and lost to everyone, even Taehyung and Jimin who always lost the bet.

You groaned and plopped down onto the couch, watching him pick up cans of drinks laid about the room.

"Jin." You called him. "Come here."

"I'm busy." He said, "And you should be too."

"Come on," you whined. "I need some cuddles after those dumb horror movies."

He paused in his actions, but his resolve didn't break. "Should have thought of that before losing."

You pouted, "I said I'm sorry." You added, "Just five minutes and I'll clean up this mess alone, I swear."

He looked at you, considering your offer and smiled. He walked towards you and sat down next to you. You wasted no time in scooting closer and placing your legs over his. You placed your face in the crook of his neck and your arms wrapped themselves around his middle.

You sighed into him. "You're so warm." You said. His hand was around you and he rubbed gentle circles on your thigh.

"Why do you never let me stay mad at you?" he asked, a fond smile lighting up his face. Your skin felt warm where it came in contact with his and he was suddenly hyper aware of your sift breathing tickling his neck.

"Why are we whispering?" you asked, your nose taking in his sweet scent. You could smell the cologne that was wearing off mixed with his natural, Jin-esque scent that made you feel like home.

"Because we don't want to wake the boys up." He replied.

You scoffed, "You mean we don't want Yoongi to kill us, gotcha!"

He giggled, his signature laughter making you grin ear-to-ear.

"We should get up and clean." He stated after a few more seconds of blissfully sitting in each other's embrace.

You whined, "Two more minutes." You pleaded, and unconsciously began peppering kisses onto his neck. He became stiff at the contact and as your kisses became more open mouthed, you realized that he hadn't moved an inch since your lips made contact with the sensitive skin of his neck. You stopped to look at him and almost laughed at his expression. His eyes were closed and he was biting his lip, clearly holding back moans.

One of the best things about Jin was how responsive he was to the littlest of your touches. You loved how he made you feel of course, but more than that, you relished in the fact that something as simple as a kiss could make him squirm and moan. He made you feel incredibly attractive and you loved him for it.