Oh Text Me [ON HOLD]|| Jimin x Reader

{10}

"Ow!" You shouted, the sudden pain in your leg forcing you awake.

"Ah! What the fuck?" You woke up startled, somehow you had ended up in your bedroom, with your ugly ass morning face staring at you through the mirror on your wardrobe, which was located directly infront of your king size.

Even more startling there seemed to be someone else in the bed with you. Someone with black hair and an extremely strong natural scent, which was definitely going to be embedded in your pillow.

You snaked your body around, trying to get a look at him but that wasn't going to work without waking the mystery man.

Instead you grabbed your phone from the side and snapped a photo of his face.

"You could have just asked." He spoke up, you looked at the photo. There he was, Jimin with his eyes wide open grinning smugly in the picture.

"What the fuck man! Don't creep me out like that and don't wake me up like that again." You whined, slamming your body back down into the bed and scrolling through your phone.

Jimin turned his body, laying on his back and occasionally looking at your phone screen.

"So your not going to ask?" He laughed, this was clearly a situation he'd experienced before.

"If we had sex? Well given the fact that you're in my bed I'll just assume we did." You weren't the type to be overly dramatic, if something happened, then it happened.

"Well I guess I'll have to keep the memory all to myself." He said as he faced you completely and pulled you in for a warm hug.

"What are you doing? I don't do that kind of sloppy shit." You complained, sliding out of bed and throwing your clothes back on.

It's not that you were mad he had stayed, in fact it was the opposite, you were upset, annoyed that you couldn't remember what happened while he stayed.

"Don't be like that. You were all over me last night." He smirked, causing your frustration to build further.

"The showers on the left, I'll book you a ride home while you're in there" You spoke coldly, wanting him to just leave so you could reflect on everything in peace.

*ringing*

You sighed heavily. Jungkook was calling you, it was so early for all the commotion.

"I have to take this, you may as well get in now, towels are already in there." You lifted the phone to your ear as you left the room, moderately slamming the door.

"Hello Kook, did you know?" You sat in the living room, grabbing an apple and taking a big bite.

"You're alive haha, did you get home okay? Jimin said he was taking you home." Jungkook said and you sniggered down the phone, annoyed that he would even ask.

"I don't know if I got home safely, I can't remember anything past throwing up in the toilets." You replied cockily. Jungkook giggled down the phone.

"It's really not funny." You whined, Jungkook had gone silent on the other end.

"Sorry Tarhyung was tickling me, what were you saying?" He laughed again.

"Ugh! I'm glad you're happy this morning. I woke up beside Jimin and remember nothing!" You complained, eating your apple between sighs.

"I should hope you don't haha, it was so funny." This time he was laughing at you, you sighed again, placing your apple down and pulling at your hair.

"Why shouldn't I remember! What happened?" You stressed, the whole situation seemed sketchy.

"Well last I saw you were kissing Jimin and then boom. You closed your eyes and passed out." He paused, laughing hysterically down the phone in unison with Taehyung.

"He said he would take you home so I gave him your address and then you both disappeared into a car together." He explained, digging himself a deeper hole.

"YOU LET HIM TAKE ME HOME ALONE WHEN WE BARELY KNOW HIM!" You screamed down the phone before hanging up.

You grabbed your apple and threw it at the wall.

"Poor apple, what did it ever do to you." Jimin emerged downstairs wrapped with a singular towel hugging his waist line.

You quickly slapped your gaping lips shut.

"I can't believe Jungkook." You tried to stay mad but the droplets of water dripping down Jimin's soaking body were attracting all your attention.

He moved forward slowly, grabbing you gently by the chin and tilting your head, meeting your gaze.

"And what is it that Jungkook did that was so wrong?" He searched your gaze, seducing you with every ounce of his being.

"He... he uhm let you take me home alone, no offence but you could have done anything, you might be in the trafficking business. I don't know." You said, lowering your sight back down to his glistening abs.

"If anyone is in trouble here, it's me." He screamed sarcastically, throwing his arms around his chest, covering all his beautifully sinful skin.

"Well I guess if nothing happened it's fine but I'm still mad at him." You rolled your eyes as you stood up, walking towards the apple and throwing it in the bin.

"Okay, I'm going to head out then, I can walk from here so don't worry about it." He disappeared upstairs to get dressed.

Moments later he was at the door. "I'll see you, message me if you remember anything about our night." He smirked, then left, leaving the door to swing shut.

"Wait! What is that supposed to mean?" You called out from the door, he just waved and carried on walking away.

He never did say if anything happened, that bastard thinks he can play games.

You slammed the door shut and pulled out your phone.