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My head lightly jerked back from the force of his lips

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My head lightly jerked back from the force of his lips. I slowly opened my eyes once he pulled away, showing me a satisfied smirk.

"What would you say if I told you I could make that dress disappear—?" Jimin grinned, bitting down on his lower lip.

I raised my brows, and looked down at the read fabric. "I doubt it, this material is pretty thick."

"No hands." He slowly whispered.

I lightly pushed his chest back as more guests walked by us. I think he's forgetting we're in public, and my parents could be here any second.

"You must think I'm that easy." I tilted my head.

"You're not easy." He traced my thigh with his finger. "You're just easy to please."

"That's not true." I pinched his arm.

Jimin quickly drew his hand back, raising his brow at me in awe. He grabbed the bottom of my chair, pulling it closer to him."You've never been treated to king sized bed, have you?"

"I'm keeping my legs closed tonight." I gave him a fake smile, grabbing my plate.

"Tell me how to open you up." Jimin teasingly pinched my thigh.

"You're so cute." I chuckled, making Jimin raise both his brows.

"W-what?"

"I just think it's cute how nice you've been treating me so nicely to win our friendship back. So let me make it clear I'm not mad at you anymore." I shrugged my shoulders, smiling as I drank out of my cup.

"Rae." Jimin grabbed my shoulders. "I'm not being nice to you because I feel sorry."

"Of course you are." I lowered my brows. "You started acting like this ever since the little stunt you and Jungkook pulled."

"Come here." He grabbed my arm, pulling me out of my chair.

I looked at him with widened eyes. "What are you doing?"

"Do you have any extra rooms down the hall?" Jimin asked one of the servers.

"Yes, we have two of them on the left hand side." The man kindly answered.

Jimin pulled me with him as he looked around the hall for an empty room. I would be lying if I said I wasn't anxious but slightly flustered. Jimin went through one of the doors, closing it as he pulled me inside. I moved across from him, backing away as he removed his shirt, revealing his tanned body.

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