𝘋𝘢𝘥𝘥𝘺'𝘴 𝘣𝘰𝘺.

Chapter 8: Mine.

[The next morning]
Jimin's POV

I woke up with Namjoon hugging me from behind– well, hugging me with his hands cupping my butt cheeks.

But I'm okay with that, since now I'm his.

"Joonie... wake up..", I shook him from the shoulder lightly.

"Mm.. Jiminie...", he pulled me closer to him by dragging me towards him from my waist.

I blushed, I can't lie..

"It's Saturday.. Can't we sleep some more, Mini..?"

"We will lose all the day if we will, and it's already 8 PM, Moni..", I said kissing his forehead.

With a quick move, he shifted positions so he was on top of me, making me seem tinier than I actually am.

"N-Namjoon what are y-you doing..?",
I stuttered out.

"Admiring you while I have you~", he said leaning in to kiss me passionately, his tongue poking my plump lips.

I allowed the entrance to his tongue and ONLY.
(You see what i did there😏)

I kissed back with my own willing, when it slipped my mind:

What am I doing?

No, no, no..! He's your boyfriend!

Yeah, BUT WHAT THE FU–

Namjoon pulled away, looking down at me in confusion.
My eyes slowly drifted up at his figure.

"Why'd you stop..?"

"Jimin, are you sure okay baby..? You were the one that stopped kissing... You spaced out, are you feeling well..?"

"N-no, I'm not that well.."

"Let's take you back home and let you rest, is that alright, my  baby?"

"Y-yeah Moni.."

"Okay, let's get ready now~"

[Time Skip]
Namjoon's POV

We arrived at his home, and he took out his keys. While he was unlocking, I found the chance to talk to him.

"And I want you to rest and sleep well today, okay Mini~?", I said kissing the side of his neck, softly placing my hands on his waist.

"Okay Moni~ I will~...", he leaned his head to the right to give me more access.

The door opened– well, Jungkook opened it while Jimin looked up at him slowly.

Jungkook's POV

WHAT THE FUCK IS HE DOING TO  MY JIMIN?!

WHY IS HE KISSING HIS NECK,
TOUCHING HIS WAIST,
TOUCHING HIM?

"J-jungkook..." Jimin stuttered out.

I hummed and raised my one eyebrow.

"Who's that man here, Jiminie?", I tried to be polite to the dude before I break him.

"Hey, I'm Namjoon, Kim Namjoon.. Jimin's boyfriend."

BOYFRIEND?  HELL NO

"I see.. I'm Jungkook, his stepfather. Jimin wouldn't you stay at Namjoon's?"

"I-I would, but I think I have a bellyache.."

"I see.. Come in,, both of you."

They stepped in, and Namjoon spun Jimin around, picked him up from the ground off his feet and kissed him deeply, to the point where I could see his fucking  tongue go in Jimin's sweet like candy mouth.

I still haven't forgot how he tastes.

I never will.

"Baby, rest and sleep well~"

"I-I Moni.. I w-will"

And Namjoon left, closing the door behind him. Jimin was about to walk up to his room until I grabbed his wrist and talked calmly.

"Why did he call you his boyfriend." I did not hesitate to talk about my thought.

"B-because I am, w-what kind of question is that...?"

"Jimin," I let go off his wrist and wrapped and arm around his waist, bringing him closer to me.

He looked up, shyly into my eyes and I could see how his cheeks turned to a cute, rosy color. He placed his hands on my chest and looked down again.

"Do you love him?"

"W-what kind of question i-is th–"

" I asked you something and I expect an answer to that. You might as well tell me to repeat it if you didn't hear me."

"C-could you p-please repeat i–"

I did not hesitate to kiss him with as much passion as I had for him. He kissed back, wrapping his arms around my neck as mine went under his thighs to keep him on me. I stuck him to the wall and began kissing him roughly, which made his lips swollen and sexier.

"Who's are you, baby"

He whimpered, asking for more from me. I slapped his ass, making him gasp and I repeated my question.

"I said, Who's are you "

"Da-addy's boy"

"Good boy." I said and carried him to the sofa, lying his small figure down on it. My hands were roaming his body, travelling over the pieces of fabric that covered the real stuff.  I raised his t-shirt, revealing his white-like-snow skin that drives me totally crazy. My hands going over his soft silky skin, admiring the chest bones that popped up sexily– he was getting goosebumps.

I pushed his t-shirt up to reveal his two pink buds, with which I played, making him breath heavily as I leaned in and started sucking on his skin, creating a beautiful line of red marks trailing my lips down his V Line.

"Fuck, I want to see your small body squirming under me again and again at the touch and the thrusts inside you.." I breathed out, pulling away to see the artwork I made on his upper half.

He whimpered, asking for more. I pinned his wrists over his head, and leaned in, at a breath-exchanging distance with him.

"Did he fuck you?.."

He shook his head violently.

"I demand you to use your words."

"N-no he only kissed m-me.. h-he didn't... f-fuck me.."

"I see, I see." I said and let go off his wrists, pulling down his t-shirt. He stood up and looked at me, slightly confused.

"What are you  looking at? Go fix your little hard on, baby boy.", I said and stood up, smirking at him before I walked up the stairs, leaving him there, waiting.