I Need You

Hot mess

Min-Hee

"I think we're taking home the gold, Jiminnie." I said, smiling.

"I agree!" Hoseok added, dancing in pre-celebration.

"How can you guys not? His caressing is so tender and full of feeling and your hip movements are mesmerizing." Yoongi said, making me gleam.

"Would you go as far as saying they're-" Jin paused.

"Don't do it." Joon said, sighing.

"Hip-notic." Jin finished.

I snickered as Namjoon massaged his temple while Jin laughed. Yoongi grabbed my textbook and held it up in both hands. I placed my hand on it and pushed it back onto the table, making Jin's laugh start to squeak like someone was cleaning windows.

"Yoongs. Textbooks are for learning. Not giving yourself a concussion." I said, glancing at him.

"There's a difference?" He asked.

"Come on, Yoongi. Don't be mad just because you're not as hip as me." Jin said, making Yoongi groan and headbutt the table top while everyone else laughed.

"What's the matter, Yoongi-hyung? Can't swing it like he can?" Jungkook asked.

"Not you too!" Yoongi whined, sitting up.

"He's just trying to give you a leg up on what's hip." Jin said.

"Can I fucking leave?" Yoongi said, looking around as everyone else laughed.

"Don't be such a hipster, Lil Meow Meow." I said, laughing harder.

We were all huddled around the dinner table at our house. It was almost midnight and studying was not going well. It also didn't help that Jimin coaxed everyone into drinking. I was sandwiched between him and a slightly drunk Taehyung as we downed another shot of soju.

"Taehyung, was it?" Namjoon asked.

Taehyung looked at him and nodded. Namjoon smacked his hand on the table and leaned in slightly.

"Listen. I see how you look at Min-Hee, over there." he said, slurring.

"Joonie!" I said, unable to hold my laughter.

"What! He looks like he's in love with you!" Namjoon said, shrugging and laughing.

"How much have you had to drink?" I laughed.

"That! Is not of your concern. For alcohol is like the freedom liquid to life." he said.

"Go to bed, weirdo." I said, shoving him a bit and smiling.

Jimin walked over to where I was seated and leaned down before picking me up bridal style and smirking.

"Maybe you should take your own advice, Minnie." He said.

I looked at him and chewed my lower lip as the corners of my mouth rose into a lust filled smirk. I hated drinking around him because I could never control what my body wanted so I always gave in to him. For some reason, however, I wanted nothing to do with being in his bed, tonight.

"Jiminnie. I think I'm alright." I said, giggling and climbing down.

His face masked with confusion and his arm wrapped around my waist. I smiled at him and wiggled free from his hold and walked into the kitchen where I pulled a bottle of water from the fridge.

"Anyone want water?" I called out, pulling a few more.

Steadying myself against the counter, I stopped and set the waters on it. My stomach was turning and everything feels like I stepped off a tire swing after spinning. How much did I have to drink?