ʙᴛꜱ ᴀᴍʙᴡ ᴏɴᴇ-ꜱʜᴏᴛꜱ, ꜱᴄᴇɴᴀʀɪᴏꜱ, ᴀɴᴅ ꜱʜᴏʀᴛ ꜱᴛᴏʀɪᴇꜱ | ʙᴛꜱ x ᴏᴄ

The one where it's her first time getting comfortable (PJM)

  Jimin huffs as he literally tosses himself onto his bed, his chest drawing out a long sigh of relief as he stares up at the ceiling. He heard Hazel shuffling in not long behind him, shutting the door behind her. Not that any of Jimin's members were home anyway, so the couple had the large dorm to themselves. It seemed to only be getting bigger as a couple of other members have moved out to live with their girlfriends. That included Hoseok, so Jimin had an empty room to himself for the first time in a long time. Luckily, he didn't have to feel lonely in it with his girlfriend here.

  He felt himself smiling at Hazel, turning his head her direction to stare up at her. She pulls her bag off her shoulder and places it onto one of the empty love seats in the room. Jimin watched with his arms splayed out either side of him. "Jagiya," he cooed in a soft voice. "Come here~"

  Hazel blushed at the tone he used toward her, which was reserved for her ears only. Regardless of how flustered she felt, she obliged and moved toward the bed, which was big but only fit for one person, though they still managed. She crawls onto the mattress and expects him to sit up though he kept urging her with his gaze to come closer. She submitted to his insistence and ended up with his arm wrapping around her waist and tugging her down on top of him.

  She grips the ends of her long hoodie sleeves, curling up beside his body. Jimin didn't say anything, he simply pulled her body close to his. He'd just wanted to cuddle, which wasn't much of a surprise considering how much he urges Hazel to do it with him. It used to make her a nervous wreck because he'd be able to feel all the insecurities she had about her body literally pressing up against his, but he seemed to really enjoy it.

She felt his hand move down her back and hold her bottom. He wasn't rough or aggressive, he just simply held her, and he could easily squeeze her butt if he wanted to, but he seemed content with how they were.

  Their legs were tangled together, and their warmth amidst their warm clothes was the perfect recipe for a sleepy spell to drift over them. Hazel felt her eyes fluttering as she fought sleep, figuring Jimin still wanted to hang out like he proposed when he texted her that morning. Though sleep was proving quite hard to overcome when the soothing rhythm of his heart pressed to her ear was like a lullaby. And the softness of his breathing was that warm gentle harmony that was the perfect sleepy melody.

  She peeked up at his face behind hooded eyes, studying his peaceful features. His eyes were shut but he wasn't fully asleep yet, she could see it in his face. The cap fixed on his head casts a shadow onto some of the peaks of his features. She felt her face get a little heated, and it washed down the rest of her body.

  Hazel couldn't help but squirm, feeling like she was directly under a furnace all of a sudden. She tries not to make her sudden discomfort too obvious, though Jimin felt her shifting.

  "What's the matter?" He murmured sleepily, turning his head slightly and looking down at her cute face.

  She huffed, lifting her face and shyly admitting, "I feel hot."

  He'd hum sleepily, "Just take your pants off. They're pretty thick."

  Hazel lifts her head completely and stares fully at her boyfriend, she was too tired for his teasing right now. Though his face hadn't broken into that smile that would have her so annoyed sometimes, rather he remained just as neutral as before, as if the idea of Hazel being pants-less wasn't something to be fazed with.

  She suddenly blushed deeply, realizing he was completely serious, and didn't have any other intentions aside from her feeling more comfortable. Hazel had never taken her clothes off in front of someone before, especially not her tight form fitting leggings. She felt him lift his hand from her butt and his body emit a deep sleepy sigh impatiently.

  Her anxieties were knocking at her door. Once she removes her pants he'd see her body in all it's supple glory and there's no going back from that. All her intimate areas that she tried so hard to cover up would be more exposed.

  She hesitates for a moment but sits up and stands at the side of the bed. She reaches under her hoodie and carefully tugs the elastic fabric off her smooth skin. As soon as it was off her butt she was quick to sit back down and pull her pants off her legs.

  Jimin bit back a chuckle at how shy she was being, from where he was lying he could see the red tips of her ears behind the brown kinks in her hair. He reaches and pulls the hem of her hoodie down more for her, covering the backs of her thighs a bit more, though the curve of her plump bottom was still hard to miss. She whined when she noticed his gaze on her thighs, hiding her face in the paws of her sleeves.

  Jimin gestures for her to come closer, opening his arm back up for her. She's quick to crawl back into his embrace, hiding her face in the crook of his neck. Jimin chuckled a little, placing his hand right back where he felt it belonged. Hazel tensed at first, because he was gripping her when she only had on lace underwear beneath the large hoodie, which rode up her luscious legs and exposed her panties just a little bit. Jimin pretended to fall asleep, 'subconsciously' groping his prize. Her small fingers curl into his shirt, fiddling with it as she seemed too nervous to go back to sleep.

  So Jimin opted to do something he usually didn't want to do. He sat up, as did she, and she watched with confusion for a moment until he started to pull his shirt off. Hazel looked away out of courtesy, knowing that all the jokes Jimin made about not taking his shirt off unless his abs were ready were a hint of his own self-consciousness. He had his own body expectations and if they couldn't be maintained he usually tried to hide it. But he wanted Hazel to feel more comfortable, and she shouldn't have to feel embarrassed alone.

  So Jimin bit back his pride and tossed his shirt and cap away, intending to pick it up later. He ruffles his hair and without a word, he wraps both his arms around his baby and pulls her down on top of him. Hazel squeals adorably and felt a kiss to her cheek. She felt a bit more assured, at least. She rests her head on top of him, this time barely noticing his hands on her butt. Now they could be shy together, and Hazel didn't think it would be such a comforting feeling until she way lying on his firm, bare chest, falling asleep to the gentle beat of his heart.