Guilty Pleasures | P.JM

Chapter 6

|{First Of Many}|

Word Count [938]

Jimin and you were in the kitchen as you were helping him cook supper. "Open." He said as he held a cut piece of food in front of your mouth. You snicker and open your mouth allowing him to seductively place the food in your mouth.

Of course he had to take his sweet time to pull at your heartstrings anyway he could. "Mm, that's actually pretty good, you can cook?" You asked while trying to make fun of him and he pouted while fake clutching his heart. "The audacity." He said and you laugh.

"You know what happens to sexy girls who attack me?" He said lowly and you rolled your eyes with a smile. "What?"

"They get attacked back . . ." He said and lifted you onto the counter effortlessly. "With a swarm of kisses." He said before placing butterfly kisses all over your neck and you begin to giggle.

You haven't felt this normal in so long. His touch makes you feel warm and his outgoing, fun personality makes him all the better. Sure some habits of his don't include any good intentions but he's certainly carried you out of the fire-y pits of hell.

His kiss gradually becomes more heated and he goes up to kiss your lips. His hands remain on the sides of your thighs and your arms are around his neck. His kiss was passionate but had a burning sensation at the same time.

His tongue enters through your lips, making sure to travel your mouth completely. He seemed to get more intimate with your mouth than your dentist. His hand softly squeezes your thigh causing you to respond with a soft moan.

He pulls away, a remaining strand of saliva glistens between both of your mouths, reminding you of your explorations. His smile softens and gradually moves into a grin of some sort. You could tell he was about to say something.

"This is the luxurious deluxe you get with me, I can treat you right baby." He spoke referring to his question about being your boyfriend. A little earlier you had agreed to his terms and let it run its course. You're not really sure why he was so determined on it.

Does he like broken people?

Either way you knew was a guy who gradually got around. Quite the ladies man. You could even tell at your short encounter with him at the party during Hoseok's accident. As you glimpsed behind him many women seemed to glare.

"I mean you're right . . ." You said teasing him and it worked as his grin went less cocky and into more of a happy expression. "Too bad we won't know yet." You said and purposely pressed your body closer to his as you proceeded to hop off of the counter.

He gasped as you walked past him, bumping shoulders, you went over to the food. Whatever game he was playing, game or not, you enjoyed it and wanted to join yourself.

You probably won't be as good as he is as you can tell he's been doing this most of his life. You'll end up a little skittish at first considering your life before, and condition. You're willing to live even if it means dying.

You grabbed the huge kitchen knife and continued to cut the potato. "Allow me." Jimin said as he came up behind you and tried to grab the knife from you. "No, allow me." You said kindly and he chuckled.

"I'm not sure if I necessarily trust you with knives, as a matter of fact LARGE knives." He said adding extra emphasis on his main points. You laughed. "Fine, then try and take it yourself." You said and he began to try and grab the knife.

You moved your arm away and after many unsafe back and forth's he finally got a hold of it. "Aha!" He yelled in victory and you moved your arm. It somehow found the point of the knife and you pulled your arm away quickly and looked at the cut on your hand.

The blood flowed out of it quickly and you didn't make a noise or wince in any sort. "Oh my gosh, Y/n I'm so sorry, are you okay?" Jimin asked worriedly as Hoseok, like an older caring brother informed him, cuts are bad for you. Jimin can hear his words replay in his mind, "Small cuts and scrapes are fine, but cuts with gushing blood is dangerous."

Jimin gasped as the blood came out horridly. He was so confused on how he could've cut that deep. This is the first time you haven't reacted to a cut badly. It didn't affect you, nor did it hurt.

"We can go to the hospital if you-" You laugh, cutting Jimin off.

"It's just a cut." You said, leaving Jimin looking dumbfounded. You could've already guessed that Hoseok told him all the precautions and procedures. Your reactions have changed the more you hang out with Jimin though.

"You don't have to lie to me Y/n, I want to make sure you're okay." Jimin said and you just nodded with a smile. "Don't worry I'm not faking because I think you're cool or something." You said and Jimin frowned.

"Well you didn't have to insult me in the process." Jimin said pouting and you laughed.

"Don't I?"

Jimin's heart beat finally slowed down. Not because he was less anxious or nervous now, but because he felt excited. He wasn't exactly sure on why, but he just felt that the future with you was going to be . . . exciting.