You shivered as Jihoon leaned close, his lips hovering over your ear. "I know what you want, (y/n)," he softly whispers. Your hand that was placed on your chest clutches onto your shirt. Your face was getting warmer as Jihoon slowly traces his fingers on your thigh. "What do I want?" You stuttered out. Jihoon only continues to trace up your thigh to your waist before grasping your side. "You tell me." --- Jihoon and (y/n) are best friends. They have been since grade school. They grew up together, ate lunch together, ditched classes together, went to prom together, and even shared their first kiss together. Just a normal childhood friendship. Until (y/n) finds herself checking out her best friend, in the most sensual way ever. Why was this happening? Especially now... when he's dressed in a snug-fit black tee with his forearms flexing at the slightest movement.