Jinyoung had emerged from his room again, this time later in the evening. Jaebeom; along with a few others; had returned from their separate schedules, the younger finding him in the kitchen staring into the refrigerator at what they had stocked up.
He walked in and sighed loudly while leaning against the wall to announce his presence.
"What's for dinner?"
Jaebeom glanced over at him, then back into the fridge. "I don't know yet. Leftovers? Takeout?"
The younger groaned. "Same shit, doesn't matter."
Jaebeom clicked his tongue, closing the refrigerator with unneeded force. He turned to Jinyoung with a hand on his hip. "Okay seriously, what is up with you?"
"Nothing."
"Stop lying, you know we all hate it when you get so petty like this."
"Well let me be petty until I get over it."
Jinyoung turned his back to him, an exasperated sigh escaping his lips. He heard Jaebeom sigh too, a few moments of silence passing between them. Just as Jinyoung figured he should go hide away in his room again, he was startled by a hand sliding around his waist. He was pulled backwards, his body suddenly engulfed in warmth that sent shudders throughout him.
"You want some help getting over it?" Jaebeom asked in a low mumble, his lips so close Jinyoung could feel his soft breath against his ear. Jaebeom squeezed his fingers around Jinyoung's waist, chuckling at the way he squirmed. "I know just how to put you in a better mood."
Jinyoung flushed despite the tempting offer, his attitude remaining. "N-No. Stop it."
Jinyoung tried to pull away just for Jaebeom to spin him around and shove him against the wall he'd been leaning against, the elder's thigh nudging its way between Jinyoung's. "Not even if we play with all your favorite toys? I'll do it rough, just how you like it."
Jinyoung took in a shaky breath, his gaze darting around the room. "Jaebeom-"
"I swear, I was so close to slapping that guy right in the face--" Jackson's voice echoed through the living room until silence abruptly cut him off as soon as he witnessed Jinyoung and Jaebeom together.
Youngjae, who had been listening to the elder's story up until that point, scrunched his nose in disgust. "Yuck."
Jinyoung's face got infinitely redder within seconds; he shoved Jaebeom away, pretending as if he hadn't been on the verge of melting under his advances. Jaebeom could feel how close he was to breaking through with Jinyoung-- at least in a sexual aspect-- only for it to be ruined.
The eldest of the four rolled his eyes at the unnecessary reaction. "You guys complain when I act disgusted, yet you do the same thing."
"Yeah, because you and Jinyoung together is like watching our parents flirt; it's disgusting." Youngjae replied.
Jaebeom scoffed at such logic. "How do you even equate that--"
"Everyone!" A loud voice that belonged to BamBam drew their attention as the younger stepped into the room from wherever he emerged from. "I have learned things today that have blown my mind-- and helped blow my load, too."
"See? now that's gross." Jaebeom stated as he gestured toward BamBam.
Jinyoung let out an exasperated sigh. "You all are so annoying."
He headed toward the hall, back to his room where he could avoid all the nonsense, only for BamBam to grab him by the arm and yank him back. "Uh-uh, you gotta hear this."

ESTÁS LEYENDO
Sinful
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