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"No, wait, I said I wanted that one!" I point at the hoodie hanging at the extreme right of the closet.

"This one?" Jimin asks, sighing deeply as he grabs the fourth hoodie in the last ten minutes. I press my lips together, not wanting to laugh right now.

"Uh no, I changed my mind. I want that one." He throws the last hoodie aside and turns to me with a straight face. "What? I want–"

"Yes?" He raises his brows at me, stepping forward and pushing me on his bed while I laugh at him, pulling myself up and sit against the headboard. "You know what? Don't wear anything at all." He murmers, leaning closer to me.

"Yeah, and catch cold?" I say sarcastically, making him smirk.

"I can make you sweat if that's what you're worried about." I scrunch my face at his words, glancing down at his hand that encircles my waist, pulling me closer to his body.

"I don't think so" I smile, pulling my head back when he leans to kiss me.

He frowns in confusion, staring at me with a questioning look, "What's wrong?"

"I'm not really in the mood." I sigh, "Talk to me."

"Hm I'd've enjoyed talking in a different language, but okay madam." He says dramatically, laying down beside me, "What do you wanna talk about?"

"I don't know, what did you do today?"

"Well, I burnt my breakfast in the morning, then locked myself in the Janitor's with you because– Did I tell you that skirt was killing me?" He says suddenly, turning to me and I laugh. "Anyways, after that Tae and I went out for lunch, it was delicious! You should've gone with us instead of attending your class."

"Shut up, I learnt a really important dissection procedure, and even did it on a frog." I say proudly, "It was supposed to get up and walk after the cutting and stitching. And guess what? Mine did! It was weak, but it did walk!"

"Wow, good job." Jimin chuckles, "Soon you'll be practicing on humans?"

"On dead ones first." I nod, "And then I'll cut you."

"Who are you gonna kiss then?"

"Is that all we do? You could've said who'd my friend, who'll take care of me or I'll get bored without you–"

"Or who would you have sex with?" He adds, laughing while I just roll my eyes.

"Be honest, sex is all you think about right?" I sigh with disinterest.

"When we're in my bed, alone at my place and have nothing else to do, then yeah." He nods, "What's wrong in having sex anyway? We all like it."

"You just generalized everyone."

"It's the truth, whether people accept it or not." He smirks confidently. "Now be honest with me too, you do like it, don't you?"

"Shut up, you're gross!" I cringe, turning away from as he huffs and pulls me back against his chest.

"That's not what you said last time." He whispers in my ear, slowly hovering above me. I glance at his eyes, then his lips and then turn my head.

"No," I say.

"Come on, Sara, just say it. Who are you even trying to fool?"

"What, I'm not even saying anything. You're making stupid assumptions."

"Ah really?" His brows arch up as he leans down, kissing my lips. He's holding my hands above near the headboard while his head is tilted a little to one side, allowing him to kiss me deeply. I shake my head, smiling as he nibble on my lower lip, staring into my eyes with a mischievous glint, "Say it."

"What?" I laugh a little, turning my head to the side once he leaves my lips and goes to kiss along my jawline. "Hey, stop it." I say wiggling a little under him, as he's licking against my skin and nipping occasionally, which feels ticklish at times.

"Ah, Jimin stop!" I laugh, feeling him smiling too. "Ow! Stop biting– Okay fine, I like you!"

He pulls away with a grin, "I know that, tell me something more interesting."

"Like what?" He shrugs at my question and goes to kiss my neck this time, using the same ticklish way. "God! What is wrong with you today?!"

"I'm gonna keep kissing you like this, unless you tell me something really interesting that I wanna hear."

"How am I supposed to know what you wanna hear?"

"Think about it."

"Ah you're giving me goosebumps." I shiver up a little as he licks again, smiling at against my skin and bites it gently. "Hm well, how about I tell you that I knew it when I kissed you that day in the party?"

"I knew it too." He muffles between the kiss, making me gasps at the confession. I thought he was drunk and just kissed me because he didn't know it was actually me. I was kind of tipsy too, and we made out for like an eternity, that was the longest I ever kissed a guy.

"Why did you..." I hit his shoulder.

"No hitting, baby." He hisses, biting a bit harder than before, making me wince. "Try something else."

"Uhm I couldn't move on from you..." I say in a hushed voice.

"I couldn't either, and honestly I don't find it that surprising." He proposes another confession that has me staring at him. "I mean, even though there were fights and arguments, we couldn't stop loving each other. I still wanted to hold you, and you still wanted me to be a part of your life."

I nod slowly, smiling softly at him, "Because you said you would make it better."

"and hold you tighter." He nods, smiling at me with his fond eyes.

"I love it when it's you." I confess, finally, my cheeks blushing as I kiss him, and he kisses me back with passion, happy to hear what I said. I wrap my arms around his neck, pulling him closer for myself. Sometimes I think Jimin is the best thing my life came up with for me.

He doesn't stop but slowly lays on his back, pulling me on top of him, making me chuckle lightly. After a moment he pulls away from the kisses and sighs softly, "You're so addictive. I can just imagine how people who are on drugs feel."

"Is that a compliment?"

"Yes?" He smirks, "Some people, like y'know that dude, the second year dropper? He can't go a day without getting a dose of heroin. And for me, I can't a go a day without a dose of you."

"Heroin is bad," I say.

"You're equally bad." He hisses, "Heroin kills him slowly, and you're doing the same to me."

I shake my head, "What is a dose of me?"

"Your lips, your voice, your smile, your touch, just all of you."

"Really?" I raise my eyebrows and he nods, placing his hand below his head. His eyes stars into mine as I'm laying on top of him, resting my chin on my hand, "Sounds unreal to me."

"Ask that to my heart." He sighs dramatically, making me laugh again. I shake my head at his over the top acting skills and lean forward to peck his cheek. "This is how you kill me slowly." He says.

"Fine, I won't kiss you now. Being addicted is not good."

"And being deprived of your basic needs is not good either."

"What?" I laugh, "You're making it sound weird."

"I don't care how it sounds. The thing is, you're mine."

"As if"

"As if?" He raises his brows at me and starts tickling my sides, "As if huh?"

"Ahhhh! Jimin stop–" I laugh loudly, squirming in his arms as he keeps tickling me.

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A/N- Hello everyone! I hope you all are doing good. I went to the mall today and did a lot of shopping. What did you do?

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