Truth or Dare

Embarassed

Jimin's POV

I'm on my way to the bathroom when Yoongi reaches out and grabs my shoulder.

"Jimin?" he asks uncertainly.

"Yes?" I answer.

He fidgets and bites his lip. Which is really adorable and makes me want to kiss him. Again. A slight smile forms on my cheeks, and I think a dimple is showing.

"I'm sorry about, um, you know, stealing your first kiss." He doesn't look up from the sleeve of his hoodie, which he hasn't halted in picking at the threads of.

"How did you steal it?" I ask. He looks up then, meeting my eyes with his.

"Well, if you didn't want to, then that wasn't fair of me. To kiss you." He sucks in his cheeks, a nervous habit of his, I've noticed.

"I did want to," I say. "I wanted to kiss you. It was a good kiss." Yoongi's mouth drops open, his jaw looks like it could hit the floor. I turn even redder, wondering if I said the wrong thing.

"Oh," he whispers. Something settles into him, and he seems to relax a little bit.

"I'd do it again," I say, feeling bold. I don't know where this is coming from. "If you wanted," I add quickly, when he doesn't respond.

"I would," he says quietly, somewhat shyly. "I'd like to kiss you again." I take a step closer to him, and now we're so close that I can feel the breath escaping from his beautiful lips, warming my face.

"So do it."

He leans in, closing his small gap between us, claiming my mouth. One of his hands wraps around my shoulders, traveling up into the back of my neck, grasping some of my hair. His other hand travels to my waist, but doesn't travel anywhere south of the top of my jeans.

I wrap my arms around his waist, deepening the kiss. He tastes sweet, but fresh, like mint. I run my tongue across his lips, then mine to get another taste of him.

He pushes me against the bathroom door, accidentally digging my back into the door handle.

"Ow," I mutter.

"Sorry," he says, embarrassed. "There led my attempts at being smooth." I laugh lightly and open the bathroom door. Yoongi shuts it behind us, then locks the door.

"Now, where were we?" he asks huskily. I slide my hands back to where they had been and he rubs his hand through my hair. I nuzzle my head against his neck and breath him in.

"Somewhere around here," I tease. He chuckles and kisses the tip of my nose. He moves his hand in my hip lower, barely touching my butt, and squeezes. I moan and arch my neck.

Yoongi takes advantage of this and once again takes control of my mouth. I gasp at the sudden movement, and he sneaks his tongue into my mouth. I use mine to wrap around his, starting a tongue war.

He pulls away from me slightly and nips my lower lip, rougher than before. I close my eyes and smile at him.

He wraps me into a hug and I catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror. My lips are plump from all the kissing, and my cheeks are a rosy shade of pink. It's obvious that someone has been running their hands through my hair, but a quick look tells me that Yoongi's looks the same.

His eyes are filled with something. I'm not sure what it is. Longing, maybe. But it's too intense for that.

I rise onto my toes and give him another kiss, my hand gripping the front of his shirt. I rub against him, and he lets out a moan that sounds like my name. Encouraged, I'm about to continue, when I heavy knock sounds on the door.

We jump away from each other, acting in instinct. Yoongi pulls the door open.

"How long does it take to go o the bathroom Yoongi, honestly. You took forev-" Namjoon's eyes widen as he finally sees me standing in the bathroom just a foot from Yoongi. I see him notice our rumpled clothing, messed up hair, and plump lips.

"Holy shit," he shouts.

So what did you think? A lot happened quickly, lol. What do you think Namjoon's reaction will be? I'm sorry if that was total trash, I've never written this kind of thing before. Vote and comment if you liked it!