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[9] Kiss but where?

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''People say the world has changed
But thankfully between you and me
Nothing's changed.''
-Life goes on

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|Your POV|

Sama is wrong.

Whatever she says or believes, I have better self-control than that. I will never fall for Jiminie.

"Right?" I question myself, trying to process the idea of falling for a man like him. As soon as the thoughts pass, my shoulder hunches. That idea is just that, an idea; Jimin doesn't even know what love is or what it's like to fall for someone. I guess, it can be good in a way for him. No feelings, no worries.

Then why am I feeling disappointed?

"God, I must have gone crazy. Is my love life so lonely that I am thinking about dating Jiminie?"

Y/n, do you know what you need? A long night of sleep and smack Sama tomorrow for shoving these thoughts into your head.

Mentally kicking myself for having such thoughts, I make my way to the bedroom. Tonight, I will be sleeping with Jimin; just sleeping. There will be a safe distance between us that I won't even feel him next to me.

My traitor brain immediately sends me to the first time I met Jimin; his rough hands, soft touches, roaming all over my body like they belonged to him. My face heats up like an oven as the memories of him fondling my boobs flash into my head.

Sure, there will be a safe distance between you two. A part of my traitor brain sarcastically screams back to me.

When I reach my bedroom door, a distant sound of people talking fills my hearing. Jiminie must be watching TV. As soon as the thoughts pass, another set of sounds permeates my senses. It was no longer muffled sounds of people conversing, instead, it was the sound of... moans?

What the-

I barge into the room only to witness Jimin with my laptop, completely engrossed in whatever is playing on the screen. His mouth hangs open with a fork hanging from it, whereas his hands holding the bowl of carbonara Sama had made. As much as I can recall, Jimin was curious to know how laptops worked and before leaving, my female friend was kind enough to teach him how to navigate from sites to sites.

I rush to the bed, and follow his vision field, only to be greeted by the sight of a naked couple engaging in an excessively loud make-out session. Not only that but the video was also surrounded by flashy ads of naked women with suggestive ads. Jiminie is watching porn.

My eyes widen in disbelief as I try to comprehend what I'm witnessing. The scene unfolding before me is both awkward and so bizarre that a rush of embarrassment hits my nerves. Jimin seems captivated by the spectacle, completely unfazed by the unusual display on the screen.

I witness a man pushing a woman onto the bed before slapping her ass and flipping her over to spread her legs, then his head dives in between her thighs.

''AH!'' I involuntarily scream before slamming the laptop shut.

"Y/n-ah-" He moans, completely displeased at my interruption.

"What the- Don't you moan at me!" I screech. The male before me, on the other hand, folds his arms together, huffing loudly to tell me he's upset. Right, as if he has any right to be mad at me when I catch him with-

My eyes move down to his lower body, his pants creating a very obvious tent. Is he- Oh God, Jiminie is aroused. I quickly avert my gaze, feeling a furious blush creep up my cheeks.