A Butterfly's Wings | 박지민

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im not sure if this is a warning, knowing there are a lot of thirsty people on wattpad, but slightly steamy content ahead.

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Jimin opened the door to his house, which was big.

It had a grand staircase that was rimmed with gold, and a big crystal chandelier in the middle of the room.

"Woah."

Jimin didn't say anything. Instead he walked up the stairs, disappearing up there.

I took this as an oppurtunity to explore his house, and eventually found the kitchen. I opened the fridge expecting it to be empty, but to my surprise, it was fully stocked. And everything was good to eat.

"Is someone living here?" I asked myself as I stared into the refridgerator.

"What the hell are you doing?"

I turned to see an angry, limping Jimin, who was stomping his way towards me.

"O-oh I was just－"

He slammed the refridgerator door shut, rattling the contents inside. The loud noise made me jump. His face was inches from mine, his minty breath hitting my nose.

"Jimin, is someone living here?" I questioned him.

His eyes trailed down to my lips, and stayed there.

"Follow me." he said.

He backed away from my face and started up the stairs. I followed suit.

He led me to a room at the end of the hall, and entered it. I followed in after him, standing in the doorway.

He started to unbutton his shirt, soon turning his gaze towards me.

My heart was beating rapidly, but I tried to stay composed.

"Door."

I shut it, already knowing what he wanted me to do.

He took off his shirt and went to the closet.

I walked towards the bed and sat on it. Next to me was a nightstand which showcased a baby-Jimin with what looks like his mom and dad, and a little girl.

Kirimi.

"아이구[oh my/good lord], he's so adorable. Now he's so mature...."

"Chae-eun."

The voice came from behind me, so it startled me. I turned my head only to see Jimin. I guess I was so caught up in the picture I didn't notice him walk across the room.

"Oh,  Jimin, it's just you..I thought－"

He rubbed his bare chest against my bare back, and the skin contact of his warm skin against mine sent a tingling sensation throughout my body. His arms came around my waist and he set his lips on my neck. He started leaving soft kisses down my back as he reached for my tank top.

"Jimin, I－"

"Yes?"

His voice was so enticing, so enchanting, to the point where I felt I wanted to see what he was going to do with me.

"Screw it." I said.

He continued to raise my shirt up and threw it across the room. 

I layed on my back and he hovered over me, his face a few inches from mine. He placed his thumb on my bottom lip, soon leaning in for a kiss.