(T/W: Mild mature content ahead.)

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Yuri wrapped her arms and legs tightly around him as Jimin carried her securely, before rolling them over his fluffy sheets. He sat on his knees to take off his shirt, before looking at the surreal woman lying under him.

Her eyes were glowing, and her lips were swollen and parted from the kiss. To him, she looked like a goddess. It seemed like tonight was the time, they were going to cross all the boundaries between them and make themselves one.

He brought his hands up to her face, removing some strands of hair from her face. "You look so beautiful." He murmured, staring at her with loving eyes. A wide blush spread across her face as she heard his compliment, staring at his well-defined abs. 

Feeling like losing her mind from the intensity of the moment, she wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him towards her and capturing his lips with hers. He smiled as his hands went down to tug at her t-shirt. And with a swift movement, he took it off.

His lips marched forward, exploring the milky skin on her neck, leaving fluttery kisses. She moaned loudly at the sensations. 

His hands traveled to her back, stopping at the hook of her bra. He looked at her as if asking for her consent to go any further. She pressed a small kiss on his lips, indicating him to go ahead.

He smiled lightly, as his lips got back to their work on her skin, and his fingers unclasped her bra. She gasped loudly as his mouth did wonders on her chest, so sinfully.

He was having a profound experience of pleasure, something so unique and surreal. He felt like losing control and all of his senses. 

He took a moment to look at her, cherishing her presence with him. He noticed her half-closed eyes. Seizing her mouth with his, he kissed her slowly. But soon a frown creased down on his forehead as he felt her no longer responding. He raised his head only to catch her asleep, more like passed out.

For a second, he panicked but realized immediately that it was the alcohol. Collapsing beside her, he groaned as he was left hanging. He sighed before he got up to put her t-shirt back on her. Plopping on his elbow, he watched her sleeping peacefully as her chest rose and fell lightly with every breath she took.

The sight was admirable for him. He knew she would be having a hangover next morning for the amount of alcohol she consumed in anger. A wide smile spread across his face at as the picture of her adorable jealous face came into his mind.

He put his arms under her head and hugged her close to his chest. Planting a soft kiss on her head, he smiled at the realization that the reality was that she rested peacefully in his arms. 

He never felt so content and happy before. He felt like thanking her a million times for coming into his life, again.

The following morning, Yuri woke up with a severe headache and Jimin looked at her with an 'as expected' look. "Good morning, Miss panda!" He wished her, as he approached her with a strong coffee in his hands.

She gave him a glare. "What's with the weird names early morning?" 

Jimin laughed loudly. "Early morning? Have look at the clock, Miss panda."

Yuri rubbed her eyes with her fingers before setting her sight onto the clock, only to realize it was 1:00 pm in afternoon. Her eyes widened. "Why didn't you wake me up earlier?"

He put the coffee mug on the table. "Because you looked so cute while sleeping, just like a panda." He replied only to add fuel to her annoyance. 

"Again panda? Why'd you call me that?" She asked in a baby-voice.  

And the next thing he saw was pillow flying towards him. But he was quick enough to catch it.

He laughed at her helpless state. Her puffy face and swollen eyes made him want to choke her in his arms. He couldn't resist pulling her into his embrace. 

"Leave! You always make fun of me." She tried to break free, whining.

"Okay, I'm sorry." He said, holding his ears. 

"Sorry not accepted." She said turning her back towards him. But a refreshing smell soon hit her nose, making her feel easier. She lifted her eyes to see Jimin, holding a coffee mug in front of her.

"Is it still not accepted?" He asked, flashing his charming smile. 

The corner of Yuri's lip twisted as she dramatically let out, "I am kind enough to forgive you. By the way, thanks for this."

Jimin chuckled at her silliness, feeling his heart jumping and dancing at the infinity happiness she gave him. She would be the death of him, someday, he thought.

Yuri got up from her bed to brush her teeth, going towards the bathroom. She lazily took her toothbrush out, putting toothpaste on it, before stuffing it into her mouth. She lifted her gaze up, to get a view of her in the mirror. 

"Lord, I look horrible." She said, quickly fixing her messy hair. It was until she noticed a light mark on her neck. She furrowed her brows, before bending a little closer to get a clearer view. 

Her eyes widened realizing what it was. A gasp left her mouth at the possible scenarios in her head. 

"Did it really happen? But why can't I remember?" She tried to focus on remembering. And soon, fragments came together to form a clear picture of what happened last night. Though, not very clear, she could still remember a few moments of last night.

An electrifying sensation coursed throughout her body as she suddenly started to feel his lips lingering on her skin. Her thighs clenched together at the mere thought.

She quickly brushed her teeth and went out of the room, heading towards the kitchen, as Jimin said he'd be there, preparing breakfast.

As Yuri descended the stairs with quiet steps, her gaze fell upon the expansive kitchen.

The high ceiling was adorned with modern moldings, while the gleaming marble floor beneath her feet seemed to stretch on forever. A majestic chandelier, its crystals refracting the light into a kaleidoscope of colors, hung from the ceiling, casting a warm glow over the space.

Jimin stood confidently in the kitchen, his broad shoulders and chiseled features silhouetted against the warm glow of the cooking island. His dark hair was messy, lending an air of effortless elegance to his polished appearance.

As he expertly flipped a dish, his eyes met hers, and a graceful smile danced across his lips, sending a shiver down her spine. She approached him with her crimson cheeks.

"Are you done?" Jimin asked, as he shifted his gaze, "I made you another coffee, last one tasted too bitter." Jimin said smiling to himself, he knew she didn't like it bitter but raised his head when he heard no response.

He took a look at Yuri only to find her immersed in deep thoughts, as she stared at the island in front of her.

He waved his hands in front of her lost face. "What happened, Miss Panda?"

Yuri flinched and turned to look at him deeply. Jimin felt something odd in her behavior, so he approached. Wiping his hands in the kitchen towel, he cupped her cheeks.

"Are you alright? Does your head hurt too much?" He asked with concern-laden voice. Yuri slowly shook her head.

"Then what happened? You-" He was cut short when Yuri placed her lips over his. He was taken aback by the sudden kiss. He led his hands to grip her back.

Today he felt something different in the kiss, she was trying to take the command and he happily let her. He felt thrilled when her hands slipped into his locks, pulling his head closer.

She was being something different today, as she rarely takes the first step, especially taking the lead, but Jimin loved to see her like this.

They soon broke the kiss, catching their breath from the heat of the moment. "Wow! I'd love if you do it once again." Jimin teased her, but didn't expect bold reply in return.

"Just this? I'd love to do much more than this with you." She spoke as her eyes lowered.

Chills ran down his spine as he never saw her this bold. Had the alcohol not gotten off her? His lips tugged upward as he tightened his grip around her, pressing him more onto her.

A soft breath left his mouth when Yuri pushed her hair aside, revealing the marks from the previous night. He moved his hands upwards to caress the smooth skin of her neck, looking breathtaking to him with his marks. She closed her eyes leaning into his touch.

Her next words twitched something inside him, ignited a fire. "Let's continue from where we left yesterday."

And that's when he found her on top the kitchen counter and his hand tugging her t-shirt off. His movements were a slow burn. He brought his lip towards her neck, grazing the skin there.

"Hey, Hyung! Where are you?" A shrill voice coursed through the house as Jimin froze in his actions, he recognized it to be his brother's. A sudden wave of panic rushed through Yuri's body as she widened her eyes.

"Shit! That motherfucker-"

 Jimin quickly pushed himself off her and picked up her t-shirt which was lying on the floor. I hurry, Yuri threw her t-shirt above her head only to realize her shorts were missing. Jimin panicked at the sight of her bare legs and the sound of his brother's footsteps approaching.

"Hyung, don't try to hide from me. I asked the guard, and he said you are home." The 23-year-old giggled to himself after yelling.

"Jimin, I'll just go to your room." Yuri said in urgency before pushing Jimin out of the kitchen and sprinted towards Jimin's room, pulling the t-shirt down.

Jimin quickly made his way towards his brother, stopping him in the way. "Jihyun, what are you doing here?" Jimin asked as the younger rolled his eyes. 

"Oh, come on Hyung, would you believe me if I say that I missed you?" Jihyun grinned sheepishly at Jimin, while Jimin scoffed at his brother.

"Miss me? Get straight to the point and tell me you need something from me?"

"Yeah, I need something." Jihyun's tone got serious and Jimin's eyes darkened.

"What is it?" Jimin asked.

"A glass of water." Jihyun said and busted into fits of laughter, leaving a frowning Jimin.  

"Don't start with your nonsense."

"Fine." Jihyun rolled his eyes and got inside of the kitchen, poured himself a glass of water and chugged it down.

"Hyung?" He said, gaining Jimin's attention. "I smell a girl here." Jihyun said as he had noticed someone taking turn to disappear in the hallways. 

Jimin's eyes widened when he saw Jihyun starting to run towards his room.

He quickly followed behind. "Jihyun, stop!" He shouted but that didn't stop Jihyun.

 "It won't end up good for you if you don't stop right away!"

---TO BE CONTINUED ---

A/N: Do you feel that the pace of the story is slow? I apologize for that, I just wanted the readers to enjoy every bit of their journey, that is why I am taking it slow. The whole plot and sequence of event are already scripted. Please give me your suggestions with the pacing.