《Bangtan 1- Jimin and Me ✓》Sun
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The sun felt so warm and relaxing on my body. I had spent all morning inside nursing my hangover. This was why I didn't drink. Even though I was a happy drunk and hardly ever threw up, I was a total lightweight. I had heard the rumors of Jimin's high alcohol tolerance. I didn't realize how true it was. I wasn't sure if he had even been drunk last night. He definitely didn't have a hangover.
Finally after lunch, my headache subsided and my stomach started to feel normal again. Jess and I were laying out by the pool getting a little bit of sun. The boys had all taken off for a meeting with the rest of the members. They weren't nearby but I guess when you are that rich and famous, it doesn't matter. A private jet was taking them a few hours away. They wouldn't be home until late tonight.
I laid on my stomach and reminisced about last night. A part of me couldn't even believe it had happened. We were so wasted. That was the second time I had watched Taehyung jerk off and cum. He said he liked to watch. But was it just Jimin that he was like that with? I couldn't help but wonder.
I raised my head up and turned towards Jess. "Jess? Has Tae ever tried to watch you and JHope?"
Jess jerked her head up in surprise and raised her glasses up off her face.
"Where did you hear that?!?" She sounded alarmed.
"No, I didn't hear it anywhere. It's just...last night...um"
"Did something happen with V last night?"
"No! Not like that. Not exactly. Um.....after you and Hobi took off which, by the way? Hot!" Jess looked down as she smiled and blushed. "But after that, we played one more hand with a different kind of bet and um. He and Jimin both sorta watched.....me."
I looked up at Jess and wasn't surprised at the goofy grin on her face. She loved these kinds of details. But usually it was her providing them. I guess Jimin just brings the freak side of me out.
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"But he also watched me and Jimin once before." I added.
Jess placed her sunglasses back over her eyes and sighed. "Yeah. Things happened with Tae."
A pregnant pause filled the air before she continued.
"It was before. When Hobi and I first got together. And early on in the relationship, we had a few crazy nights with V but it never crossed the line to more. Then, one night before that party where my heart shattered, Hoseok invited Tae to join us. And he's hot and sexy and I thought it was this special thing that Hobi and I were sharing. It had been his idea.
It's why we fought. I had been devastated and felt that he betrayed me when I saw him kissing another girl. He had already felt betrayed because he thought I was paying more attention to V that night than him. We didn't have any rules or boundaries. We didn't talk about it beforehand. We just thought our love was strong enough."
A sad look washed over Jess's face.
"Wow. I can't believe Tae did that to JHope."
"Oh, I don't blame Taehyung. He felt horrible. I don't think he would have done it if he knew how serious Hobi and I were. But he didn't know. And things were strained between them for a while. So I don't know where you stand with the whole Jimin thing" She gave me a pointed look like she had some insight to my feelings and I averted my eyes. "But if it is as serious as I suspect it to be, I'd nip all that in the bud. And soon."
I pondered what she had told me, suddenly feeling extremely grateful that V hadn't won that poker hand last night. I also couldn't help but wonder if I would have gone along with everything so willingly if I hadn't been so drunk. I remembered the entire night and I don't put my decisions off on anyone else. But I definitely wasn't thinking clearly. I needed to pay more attention to how much I drank.
I flipped over into my back and continued to sun myself for a little while longer before going inside to shower and get dressed. Jess and I were having our long awaited girl's night tonight!
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I came down the stairs freshly showered and wearing a sexy black dress that fit tight across my waist and landed just below my ass. I knew I looked sexy as hell. My long hair fell straight down my back, the purple ends contrasted richly against the black dress. I had been contemplating cutting the ends off though. I couldn't wait to go out and let loose with Jess like we would occasionally at college. I left my heels by the door and padded barefoot into the kitchen to make myself a PB&J. I knew I needed something on my stomach because while I didn't plan to get hammered like I did the other night, I was looking forward to a few drinks with the bestie.
I was just finishing my last bite of the sandwich when I heard the front door open and male voices drifted through the house. Were they back early?
Sure enough, Jimin, Tae, and JHope rounded the corner into the kitchen where all three stopped short.
"Damn, Dia! When the cat's away, huh?" JHope remarked. He smirked and looked at Jimin who had a look of pure shock and lust dancing across his face. Tae rolled his tongue against his cheek and cut his eyes to Jimin also. It seemed they both were waiting for his reaction.
Jimin slowly walked forward and placed his hands on my hips as he looked me up and down and hummed. "I'm trying real hard not to have an issue with you going somewhere without me looking like this." He rubbed his hands up and down my sides as he continued to scrutinize my body, "You look good enough to eat."
My eyes glazed over at that remark and suddenly I wanted to forget about girl's night and let Jimin take me back up to his room to feast on me. He leaned forward and nipped at my lips.
"Nope!" Jess rang out coming down the stairs, "No way. Back off from the girl, Jimin! She's mine tonight. Y'all aren't supposed to be back yet and you hogged her all week."
Tae and JHope turned around to look at Jess and Hobi's back stiffened. I could only imagine that he was having a similar reaction as Jimin had.
"Whoa. That's what you are wearing?" Hobi remarked. It was obvious by the lust in his voice how turned on he was. She was in a light peach dress similar to mine in style. It stood out against her deep tan and her curls that cascaded down her shoulder. She rolled her eyes as she approached him and smiled at him before pulling him into a deep kiss.
Jimin still had his hands firmly on my hips and squeezed gently, bringing my attention back to him. "I missed you and then this is what we walk into? I don't think I can let you go." I wanted to believe there was a double meaning to his words but I knew it was all in my head.
"We will be back soon," I stated and gave him a peck on the cheek before pulling away from his embrace. Part of me didn't want to go. But I was also really looking forward to tonight with Jess. I looked back over my shoulder and observed the puddle of Jimin that I was leaving behind. It felt good to have the upper hand. Powerful. To know I was affecting him so much.
Jess walked over to me and we linked arms as we started for the door.
"Don't wait up!" She called out. We both broke out in giggles and headed out into the night.
Jimin's POV
I watched her walk away from me and I had to adjust myself. It was going to be a long night of waiting. I groaned, trying to calculate how many cold showers I was going to need. I wanted to fuck her so bad.
"Shit, man. We're so fucking stupid." Hobi remarked. He placed his hands on the counter in front of him.
"What?"
"Do you realize what we did? We got them all riled up and horny and sent them to a club to go dance with other guys."
"Fuck."
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