What the Heart Needs - JiKook

Chapter 8 - The Past Can Haunt Us

Somehow, I fell asleep last night. I can't remember when or how; all I could remember was Jimin's soft lips on mine. I thought I'd never feel that again. I ran a finger over my lips, imagining that feeling again. I hadn't even opened my eyes yet, but when my hand fell back to the bed, they widened at attention. My arm had landed on a warm body. Gulping, I ran my hand down the side of my mystery invader... please be Jimin... he mumbled and snuggled closer.

"Jimin??", I looked down, pulling the covers back to reveal Taehyung curled into a ball in front of me. "Tae!?"

"Cold!!", he pulled the covers back up and went back into a curl.

"Taehyung! Wake up! What are you doing over here?", I pushed at him, looking over at his empty bed.

"You were crying..."

"What?"

"You were crying last night. I tried to calm you, but you didn't stop until I sat next to you. I ended up falling asleep with you. It felt good."

"I don't remember that."

"You were having a dream. You made such sad sounds."

"Oh... I'm sorry I worried you, Tae. I'm okay now."

"That's good.", he cuddled back in and closed his eyes.

"That means you can go back to your own bed now..."

"We used to sleep like this all the time! I miss having someone to cuddle with."

"Tae, that was two years ago."

"You sleep with Jimin though!"

"Because I love him!", I pushed at him some more, but his arms grabbed on, "Get off!"

"But I love you, too!", he was laughing, a big grin on his face.

"Alright, weirdo... Point made, I'm in a better mood now.", I laughed at him and pushed again, but he didn't let go. "If you really do 'love' me... you wouldn't be against letting me do the things I do to Jimin, to you...", I ran my hand down his arm, want to play, Tae...? Let's see what you can handle. Down my hand went, moving over to his stomach. He didn't move; stubborn bastard, he was playing chicken, but I'm JK and I never lose. A little further down his stomach and he flinched, but stood his ground. "You won't need these pants for what I have planned, baby...", I whispered in his ear. The moment my fingers touched the elastic of his pants, Tae jumped up and covered himself with his hands.

"Okay, okay you win!! Pervert!", he yelled, still holding his chest, as if I could somehow see through his shirt.

"Aww come on... don't be that way, baby. I thought you loved me??", I teased again, giving him a seductive look.

"I take it back! I don't love you at all, Jungkookie!", he grabbed a pillow from his bed and chucked it at my head.

"Oh, you're in trouble now...", I picked up the pillow and scrambled to my feet.

Taehyung took off out of the room laughing his head off and I gave chase. I slipped a little rounding the doorframe, but caught my footing and charged out into the hall after him.

"You're slow! You can't catch me!"

"Just you wait till I do! I'm gonna tickle you till you piss yourself!!"

Tae turned to make a face and then hauled ass into the living room.

"Namjoon-hyung can't save you this ti-!!!", shit!! Can't stop!!

I ran head on into someone who was coming around the other corner with a thud, knocking us both to the floor.

"Hyung, I'm so sorry!", I apologized, not seeing who it was that was still under me as I rubbed my face.