Bangtan Imagines & Preferences

✩ Don't Tell Kookie ✩ (Jimin)

Me and my best friend Jungkook literally spent 4 hours finishing our science project together and now he's asleep. I cover him with the blanket and exit his room. I close the door behind me and squint into the blinding light of the hallway.

Now what?

I'm not really tired, so sleeping isn't an option. I'm not hungry either...

I go back into Kookie's room and grab my book on the table. I nearly drop it by accident, but I manage to safely keep my grip, and I reappear in the hallway, this time with a book.

I start to read, and walk slowly down the hallway, meaning to find any of the hyungs in the kitchen downstairs. But on my very slow journey to the stairs, I hit into someone, and have to hold in my yelp of surprise. The person grabs my arm, steadying me, and I find myself looking directly into Jimin's beautiful eyes over the top of my book. He smiles, and my heart does a flip.

"Hey," he says cutely, and I resist the urge of covering my face with my book and scuttling away in the shadows. Instead, I do what any normal human would do, and put my book away, facing Jimin.

"Hey..."

"What you doing out here? I thought you'd be asleep by now."

"Oh... yeah, I was going to go read downstairs but then I... walked into you." I blush at how stupid I sound and Jimin chuckles quietly.

"You can come into my room if you want. Suga's room is right behind you so he's probably gonna yell at us if we talk here."

I nod my head, and Jimin steps closer to me, reaching around me to his bedroom door. I suck in a breath, and I can feel his warm breath on my cheek, making my heart race.

The door swings open and I turn away from him, stepping inside. I close my eyes and quickly calm my buzzing nerves down.

Jimin closes the door, and I hear a soft click. I bite my lip, not brave enough to turn around and look at him.

"Make yourself at home," he says, and he walks past me, sitting down on his bed, cross-legged. I follow him and sit down opposite him.

To distract myself, I take the hair-tie I always have on my wrist and pull my hair into a ponytail. Jimin watches me intently,and I avoid eye-contact. When I'm done, he holds up his hand, fingers spread out, and says, "Your hands are almost as small as mine."

I look down at my hand, then back at his, and laugh. "Oh my god, you're right."

I hold up my hand too and press it onto his tiny one, and to my surprise, his hands are only a tiny bit larger than mine.

"Ha! Mine are bigger. Kookie can't roast me now without roasting you too," Jimin says, laughing, and it is the cutest sound I have ever heard. I grin at him and he continues to laugh.

Our hands are still in the air and I slowly bring mine away. Jimin sees and he pouts.

"Aw, but I like your hands..." He reaches out and pulls both of my hands toward him, so I'm just a little bit closer to him than I was before.

He plays with them for a bit, and I start to tell him about what me and Jungkook did for our project and that Kookie was asleep in his room and I didn't want to wake him up so he could move up to give me some space on the bed.

"So I don't really have a place to sleep anymore..."

Jimin looks up at me, and for a second I'm sure I see something like desire in his eyes.

"You can always just stay here..." he says, cocking his head and licking his lips. My eyes follow the movement of his tongue and I look into my lap, trying and failing to hide the blush that darkens on my cheeks.

Jimin lets one hand go and gently lifts my chin up so that I'm looking at him again.

"You have pretty eyes," he says, before leaning in and pressing his lips onto mine. I freeze for a second, but just as quickly, I melt into his arms and kiss him back harder. He pulls me closer to him and I climb onto his lap, not letting him go. He wraps his arms around me, and my skin explodes in flames where his hands trail the bare skin beneath my shirt. He pulls away, but his face stays in close proximity, his hot breath fanning mine.

"Don't tell Kookie," he says, his eyes glinting.

I raise my eyebrows. "And if I do...?"

Jimin smirks. "You'll regret it."

I narrow my eyes challengingly and he leans in for another kiss. I pull away, just to annoy him, but he pushes me down onto the bed so I can't move, trapping my arms.

"Don't. Tell. Kookie."

I smirk up at him. "Make me."

"Oh, I'll make you..." He licks his lips - those god-damned lips - and pounces.

And let's just say, it was a very eventful night.

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- S