underage | kim jongin

five

"Hold on go back," Ten says, waving his hand back and forth. "I said he held my hand. Ten don't have a stroke please," You say giggling at Ten overreacting. "Pinch me," "what," "I SAID PINCH ME," Ten yells back at you. You pinch his arm and he falls back, dramatically on the bed, acting as if he passed out. "Ten if you don't stop overreacting i'm going to start," you say as he sprouts up and lets out a huge blood curdling scream. You slap your hand on top of Ten's mouth and 'shush' him loudly. Ten looks at you while he kicks his feet around, like a fangirl. "You know Kalah, you hit the jackpot. You really did," he says. "Not really, he's so much older than me I can't do anything with this so-called 'jackpot' until I turn 18. It's kinda like a trust fund," You sigh and tuck a hair behind your ear, looking back up at Ten with a grin. "Stop giving me that Debby Ryan look right now or I swear I'll tackle you," Ten points his index finger at you, shaking it up and down like a mom that's scolding you. You ugly laugh and fall back into the chair you were sitting on in your room. After the exchange of laughter dies out, you hear a ding come from your phone. A text from Jongin. Your stomach does cartwheels as you pick up your phone, focusing on the text, trying to block out Ten's ranting towards the K-drama he's watching.

Jongin oppa :)- what's up

Kalah- nothin much just having a sleepover with ten. you?

Jongin oppa:)- just missing my friend so i decided to text her

Kalah- oh boy. wanna join us? You don't have to sleep over you can just stay till we finish our movies.

Jongin oppa :)- hmmm lemme think...yes

Kalah- lol okay i'll be expecting you.

Jongin oppa :)- okay i'll be over in like 30 mins

Kalah- kk

You shot up out of the seat and looked at Ten who was stuffing his face with skittles, and he looked back with a questioning expression. "What are you up to now hoe," Ten said, slanting his head. "You up for a possible sleepover with Jongin?" you ask him. "Uhm who do you think I am to resist sleeping in the same house as a beautiful man? Duh," Ten says as he sticks out his hand. You decide to clean up a bit, just around the living room, picking anything up and tidying anything that's out of place. You come up for a deep breath and put your hands on your hips as you look around for anything else you can clean. You scan around, deciding it's too much work and go to the kitchen to make popcorn for the three of you. You hear the front door knob jiggle, with the entrance of the tall figure that would be Jongin. He sees you and smiles, turning around and locking the door. "Kalah didn't I tell you to keep this locked? It's dangerous," He says as he hears the beep of the microwave, opening the door, smiling and pulling out the bag of popcorn. Jongin looks at you, then down. You wonder what he's thinking about. All of the sudden, you feel him wrap his arms around you. At first, you hug him back stiffly, but after a few seconds you lean into the hug, releasing a much needed exhale, giving into the hug. Jongin pets the back of your head, up and down till he finally unlatches,sliding his hands down your arm, leaning back to look at you and smiling. "Did yah miss me," he says, widening his mouth, with a playful wink to top it off. "Oh you know me so well," you say, slapping his arm. "Who's picking the movie? I'm fine with anything," he says. "I'm out of ideas plus Ten is always good at finding the best ones," you say and jongin nods, letting your arms out of his grip. "Tennie! Jongin's here, come down and pick the movie," you shout for Ten to come down stairs. After a few seconds, you hear loud, heavy steps pounding down the stairs. "Ten be care-" you try to say but before you can get it out, Ten slips back on one leg, busting ass at the bottom of the stairs. "FUCK!" is all you hear come from Tens mouth. Across from you you hear Jongin hysterically laughing, reaching out a hand for ten to get leverage from. Ten gets help from jongin, slinging his blanket that flung off his shoulders during the impact back on them, and walking away sassily, acting like nothing happened. "If you ever speak of that again I'll chop your tongue off," Ten says, while sitting down on the couch. You laugh at him, picking up the big bowl of popcorn but before you can take a step, Jongin reches under your arms and grabs it from you. Usually when Jongin would come over for movie nights, Ten would sit in the middle but this time, Ten took the corner of the couch forcing you to sit to his right and Jongin next to you. There were more things different this time in fact, the three of you usually had separate blankets but since one was in the washer and Ten took the other,you and Jongin had to share one. As Ten finds the movie he thinks is best, Mean Girls. Jongin giggles and takes the blanket, flapping it up to widen it over the both of your bodies. You take your hands and smooth out the blanket on your lap, while you're sitting criss-crossed. The movie starts and you get comfortable, occasionally eating some popcorn.

It's been about thirty minutes and Jongin has almost spread himself out across the whole sofa, leaving little space for you. He has his left leg under the right, that's sprawled out, resting on the ground. You've gone through half of the bowl of popcorn, Jongin didn't eat much after the first few bites. "She doesn't even go here," you hear from the tv, followed by a roaring laugh from Ten, clapping his hands. You giggle and feel the blanket lift up. Jongin's hand slowly moving, grazing over your thigh and grabbing your hand. He takes your hand and rests it on his knee, rubbing the top with his thumb. You look up at him, smiling. He takes the side of your head and pushes it down, creating a small impact to his shoulder. You stay there, comfortable with the warmth radiating from his hand that he left on the side of your head. Jongin begins to slowly pet downward, comforting you even though there was nothing wrong, you felt comforted. Jongin takes his other hand, grabbing the popcorn bowl, taking a piece out and placing it in front of your mouth. You open your mouth and accept the popcorn, his fingers slightly touching your lips.

After many times of laughing at Ten laughing at the movie, it's finally ended. You sit up, pushing yourself up with Jongin's knee. Jongin slides his hand down the back of your head, grabbing your hair in the process, stroking it sweetly. You take the popcorn bowl to the kitchen, leaving it in the sink. You see Ten walk past you, into the downstairs bathroom. About thirty seconds later you hear Ten yell "KALAH? Come her I think there's something wrong with the uhm...uh PLUMBING yeah there's something wrong with that," you hear the door slam shut again as you walk to the bathroom, opening the door. "What's the problem? Are you okay?"you ask, walking in and closing the door. Ten hits you and places a wide smile on his face. " you think I didn't see you two flirting the whole time?! I have a plan, okay?" Ten says, turning his smile into a shiteating grin. "Ten I-" you try to say before he cuts you off. "Just go with it kalah you've never gotten real alone time with him and the last time you tried it backfired. Listen, I'm going to make up an excuse and leave. You find a way to make him sleep over," Ten says, speaking everything he's thinking. "Ten I don't know it sounds risky," You say. "That's exactly why it's going to work. Just go out there and say I got sick on too many skittles or something," He 'shoos' you with his hand and you open the door, walking out of the bathroom, going to the living room, looking for Jongin. You see him, back faced towards you, looking at the photos your mom had hung on the wall when you first moved in. You come up closer, placing your palm on his shoulder blade, sliding it forward to the top of his bicep. He turns to look at you, a soft expression on his face. Jesus he's so perfect you think to yourself. "Ten's having a really bad stomach ache, he's probably going to leave." you say in a soft voice to match the aura he's hiving off. "Oh okay, should I go too?" he asks and you feel a bit of panic in your head. "Only if you wanted to. I thought it would be kind of fun with just the two of us. We've never had a sleepover and anytime we hang out, Ten's here," you say trying to persuade him. Jongin knows this whole situation is a bad idea but for some reason, he just can't resist. "Okay, i'll stay. How bad is Ten feeling?" Jongin asks, turning more towards you. "He's really uncomfortable, having a lot of cramps,". Before you know it, you see Ten walking out, a fake hunch in his back, making the most ridiculous noises you've ever heard in your life, and faking a limp. Ten walks past Jongin, waving his hand and putting his shoes on. "Bye Ten," Jongin says. "Bye, see you later. Sorry I couldn't stay longer," Ten says as he turns around, not facing Jongin, placing the biggest smile on his face. Ten walks out the front door and shuts it lightly. Jongin faces towards you and smiles. Oh god what is he planning you think to yourself.