She's Mine || BTS//ATEEZ

Top Drawer

You woke up to loud snoring. "What the heck?" you asked yourself. You opened your eyes slightly to see where the noise was coming from.

Jungkook was just inches from you. His mouth was wide open releasing the bothersome noise. His hair was pointing in every angle it made you laugh a little. He was handsome when he wasn't trying to get in your pants.

He shifted in his sleep and threw his arm over your body. Your eyes grew big. 

What is happening?

He didn't stop there. He pulled himself closer practically cuddling up into your back.

Someone save me! What is HAPPENING? Namjoon... NAMJOON HELP ME!

"Stop moving." he mumbled in his sleep.

Nope

You pushed his arm back scooting to the side on the bed before standing to your feet. "You are no fun." he mumbled again.

Okay, you felt pretty claustrophobic in the clothes you were wearing. The hoodie kept choking you and the sweats made the back of your knees sweat. You were dying of heat, and you just had to take them off or at least change.

You wandered back into Jungkook's closets and approached the top drawer where he keeps his "leftovers". You opened the drawer. You can tell a lot about someone by how they dress. Let's just say his taste in ladies was not the classiest. You found some shorts. Of course, they were really short and pink and said "Princess" across the butt in rhinestones, but those seemed the most fitting because of the whole nickname. Next you found a basic white tank top. Finally something not too out there. Then you put it on, and of course it's a crop top.

Your mouth was dry like that it's three in the morning and your dying of thirst dry. You made your way to the kitchen, but not before tripping over a bar stool. A loud screeched echoed through the house. You tried to catch it before it went tumbling to the ground with what seemed like the loudest bang coming from it. 

You picked it back up slowly placing it back to where it belonged. You listened to see if you had woken anyone or if anyone was moving around the house, but everything was silent. So you continued on your mission for moisture. You opened the fridge looking for a drink of some sort, and you found a banana milk that had been shoved in the back. You grabbed it and punch the straw through the top.

"That's not a good idea."

You jumped about ten feet in the air and a small squeal escaped your lips. You turned around to see a disheveled Jimin. His hair was pointing in all angles and his shirt was no where to be seen. A phoenix tattooed across his right pec and one wing going across his chest and the other going down his side. It looked in flight. The lines where smooth and the shadowing contrasted his skin perfectly.

He noticed you staring and put his hands over his chest smiling. 

"Sorry, I was just admiring your tattoo." you said closing the fridge plunging you both into darkness. You heard a flip of a switch and the kitchen lights flashed on. Jimin walked from the wall and sat at a bar stool.

"Why are you awake?" you asked him.

"Well I heard a loud noise, so I decided to explore it." he smiled brightly, "Honestly, I thought you were another one of Jungkook's girls."

"Ugh, I got hot, so I looked in his "leftover" drawer. Let's just say he doesn't have the best taste in woman." this made Jimin laugh. His eyes turned into thin slits. This made you laugh too. The two of you just kind of sat there smiling to yourselves before Jimin broke the silence, "You want to go for a walk?"

You looked down at you clothes, "In this?"

"Well you can change if you want." he laughed, "You think I want to go out like this" he added motioning his hands to his chest.

"Okay, meet you here in a minute" you said walking past him and into the hall.

"Okay,... Princess." he said laughing to myself. At first you were confused, but then you remembered the glittery words plastered across your butt.

***

You found Jimin in the kitchen minuets later. He was wearing some black skinny jeans with a gray t-shirt. His hair was neatly tucked into a black baseball cap; he also had a black face mask resting on his chin.

He heard you come in and greeted you with a smile. You found some black leggings in the top drawer. You wished you found them before the glittery pink shorts, but you couldn't change the past now. You then found a basic yellow t-shirt that was way too big for you, but you wore it anyways. Your hair was tied into a bun and tucked into a black cap.

He extended his arm. You grabbed his hand as he gave you a twirl, "We need to get you some of your own clothes. Don't need you looking like Jungkook all the time." he teased. 

"I agree; we can go by my apartment if you don't mind." you asked.

"That actually is a good idea, but we will do some shopping too."

"No you don't have to buy me anything. I'm good." you said shaking your hands at him.

"Okay, well we will go to some stores, and if I want to buy something I will." he said giving your a sly smile. You didn't know what he had up his sleeve, but you had a feeling that it was going to involve a lot of money.

Jimin led you down a lot of hallways and dark corners until you finally reached a large metal door, "Sorry about the walk just to get to the door. When Namjoon and Yoongi designed this compound; they wanted it to be a practical maze."

"Oh, this is a compound? I thought it was a prison." you said.

"Well, it kind of is. They designed it to look like an abandoned prison. You will see when we get outside. Um, prepare your eyes." Jimin said opening the heavy doors.

The first sensation was burning. You had been in such a dark place for so long that your eye had missed out on light for so long. Yes, everyone was asleep, and you did think it was like three in the morning, but your sense of time had been flipped upside down.

You heard Jimin's laugh through your suffering, "Are you laughing at my pain?" you said blindly slapping Jimin's arm.

"Come on, Princess, we don't have that much time."