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My head lightly jerked back from the force of his lips. I slowly opened my eyes once he pulled away, showing me a satisfied smirk.

"What would you say if I told you I could make that dress disappear—?" Jimin grinned, bitting down on his lower lip.

I raised my brows, and looked down at the read fabric. "I doubt it, this material is pretty thick."

"No hands." He slowly whispered.

I lightly pushed his chest back as more guests walked by us. I think he's forgetting we're in public, and my parents could be here any second.

"You must think I'm that easy." I tilted my head.

"You're not easy." He traced my thigh with his finger. "You're just easy to please."

"That's not true." I pinched his arm.

Jimin quickly drew his hand back, raising his brow at me in awe. He grabbed the bottom of my chair, pulling it closer to him."You've never been treated to king sized bed, have you?"

"I'm keeping my legs closed tonight." I gave him a fake smile, grabbing my plate.

"Tell me how to open you up." Jimin teasingly pinched my thigh.

"You're so cute." I chuckled, making Jimin raise both his brows.

"W-what?"

"I just think it's cute how nice you've been treating me so nicely to win our friendship back. So let me make it clear I'm not mad at you anymore." I shrugged my shoulders, smiling as I drank out of my cup.

"Rae." Jimin grabbed my shoulders. "I'm not being nice to you because I feel sorry."

"Of course you are." I lowered my brows. "You started acting like this ever since the little stunt you and Jungkook pulled."

"Come here." He grabbed my arm, pulling me out of my chair.

I looked at him with widened eyes. "What are you doing?"

"Do you have any extra rooms down the hall?" Jimin asked one of the servers.

"Yes, we have two of them on the left hand side." The man kindly answered.

Jimin pulled me with him as he looked around the hall for an empty room. I would be lying if I said I wasn't anxious but slightly flustered. Jimin went through one of the doors, closing it as he pulled me inside. I moved across from him, backing away as he removed his shirt, revealing his tanned body.

"This is a family event Jimin, put your shirt back on." I nervously laughed, knowing there were kids here as well as their parents.

Jimin replied with a smirk, throwing his shirt across the room. "I suggest you get on the bed."

I playfully raised my brow. "I suggest you keep your hands to yourself."

In less than a second, my back was slammed against the bed. I quickly lifted myself up, grabbing a nearby pillow and chucking it at his chest. "Stay back you horny little bastard."

Jimin carelessly dodged the pillow with his arm, before climbing over me. I wasn't dumb enough to let this idiot take my virginity. Jimin's definitely gonna pull another one of those gotcha stunts and humiliate me in front of the whole school like he did to Brooke when he finally got in her pants.

"All the food's probably gone." I lightly pinched his nipple, hoping it'd get him off faster.

His eyes were focused on my body, as he slowly brushed his hand across my bare thigh. "You can eat at my place tonight."

"Thanks." I smiled. "That's so kind of y—wait a second..."

"That's not what you meant at all." I covered my red face, laying back on the comfy bed.

Soon enough, I felt Jimin's arms pull me towards his body. I felt everything part of him, as my chest was firmly pressed against his. I closed my eyes as his hand gently brushed through my hair, enjoying every second of it. Little did I know, he was watching my the whole time—gently glancing at my features.

"I want all of you when you least expect it." Jimin suddenly broke the silence, still massaging his hand through my hair.

"What's that supposed to mean?" I mumbled into his chest.

"I'm always quick to sleep with girls I don't really like. I'd never date them for anything other than pleasure purposes." Jimin shrugged his shoulders, accidentally nudging my cheek. "But with you, I'm gonna have to wait."

"Why?" I whispered, trying to keep my eyes open as I was falling asleep on his comfy chest.

"Because you're worth it."

I gave him a soft smile, averting my eyes to his soft, pink lips. Before I realized it, I was pressing my pursed lips against his, quickly pulling back after I felt him smile.

"What?" I frowned, watching him laugh.

"This marks the first time you've ever made the first move." Jimin flicked my forehead, before getting out of the bed.

"Am I not supposed to make the first move or something?" I rubbed my forehead.

"I think it's fucking adorable." He firmly grabbed my waist, forcing me towards him. "Do it again."

"I can't believe I'm actually kissing you." I frustratedly tugged at my hair. "I've known you since we were six, and we've hated each other since then. Do you know how insane this is?" I panted after my long rant, looking at Jimin for a response.

"Yeah." Jimin pursed his lips as he nodded. "It's pretty insane."

"You're not supposed to agree you little shit." I slapped his shoulder.

"What's the point of calling me a little shit? Is that supposed to make the insult less offensive?" He raised a brow at me.

"No." I shrugged my shoulders. "It's because you're little."

Jimin pinned my arms behind my back, slamming me against the wall. I widened my eyes, looking back at him. "You really are insane."

"Take it back." He smirked as I tried to escape from his grip.

"No." I held my ground, struggling to remove his hands from mine.

"Take it back or else.."

I watched as Jimin's eyes trailed down to my ass. Ladies and gentleman, this is clearly what a real man looks like.

"Ew, you pervert." I pushed him away, and straightened my dress. "Would you stop looking there."

Jimin blinked a couple times, before looking back at my eyes. He came towards me, gently tugging my arm. I was happy we were leaving that crammed room, but became disappointed when he walked right past the table of food.

"Where are you taking me now?" I groaned, forcefully following him out into the cold night sky.

"I need to talk to you about something."

"About w-what?" I asked, noticing Jimin wasn't acting like his flirty self.

"I-

"Hey, Jimin." A girl lightly tapped his shoulder, gaining both our attention.

"Hey."

I raised my brows when she leaned in to kiss him, watching as he gave into her kiss as well. Um, this is kind of awkward.

"I was just here with my cousin." The girl smiled, as she held his hands in hers.

"I'm here with a friend." Jimin turned to me, giving me the most apologetic look, but I wasn't buying it.

"Hi, nice to meet you." She smiled, reaching over to shake my hand.

I gave her a forced smile, making it obvious things have gotten uncomfortable.

"I'm Lea, this idiot's girlfriend." She pointed to Jimin, who bit his lip in guilt.

"I didn't know Jimin had a girlfriend." I pretended to laugh. "Well, it was nice to meet you, but I'm gonna go now, it's getting late."

"Rae, don't—"

I glanced at Jimin's hand as he rested it on my shoulder. I softly nudged his hand away, giving them both a half smile, before walking away.

"Rae." Jimin ran after me, turning me around. "Give me two minutes to explain."

"I don't need to minutes Jimin." I rested my hand against his chest, keeping him from coming any closer. "I need you to be honest with me."

"Please, lets just talk about this." He begged.

"Enjoy the rest of your night Jimin." I moved my hand from his chest, knowing that would be the last time I'd be so close to him.

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