In Your Dreams Part II

Chapter 20

"You're the queen of this family," Jungkook says, leaning in and placing a kiss on my cheek.

"And as queen, you could probably order us to do whatever you want." His smirk is dangerous, his voice light, but his eyes flick to me, telling me all I need to know.

"You all really have no shame, do you?" I quip, even as my body reacts to the way they seem to be closing in on me. Hobi is watching me like he's waiting to pounce.

"You love it," Jimin says from the couch's armrest, his lips quirking up in that playful, knowing smirk. He hops down, sliding closer until his arm brushes mine, his gaze flicking over my face. "You wouldn't be here if you didn't."

Jin stretches with a dramatic yawn, breaking the tension with a smirk.

"Alright, enough teasing. If we don't clean up the kitchen, we will regret it in the morning.."

Everyone groans but starts getting up, reluctantly dragging themselves away. Everyone except Hobi. He lingers by the doorway, leaning casually, but there is an edge to his posture. When it's just the two of us left, he walks over, closing the distance between us. He doesn't say a word; he just tilts my chin up.

"You like riling them up," he murmurs, his voice so low it's practically a growl. "Don't you?"

"You should know the answer to that by now."

His eyes flash with something wicked, and before I can blink, his lips are on mine. His hands are on my hips, pulling me flush against him as I gasp into the kiss. He smiles against my lips.

"Careful, sweet girl," he murmurs, his breath hot against my skin.

"Maybe I'm tired of tiptoeing and being careful. Maybe I want to make up for lost time. I want back what we had. I loved our dynamic before, and ever since I have been back, things have been calculated carefully. Maybe you guys have lost your edge."

His smirk deepens, his grip on my waist tightening as he presses me back against the edge of the couch.

"Is that what you think?" he asks.

I just shrug, my breath hitching as he leans in closer. His knee brushes between my legs, pinning me where I stand. The playful teasing in his eyes changes to something darker.

"I'll remind you you said that.."

Before I can respond, he crushes his mouth against mine. His tongue sweeps past my lips, and I can't help the moan that escapes me. His hands roam, one sliding up my back to tangle in my hair while the other stays firmly planted on my hip, holding me in place possessively. I place my hand on his stomach and let it slide to the bottom of his tee. Moving underneath it, I let my fingers trace the skin right above his waistband, causing his breath to hitch. The sound of footsteps echoes down the hall, and he pulls back, giving me a lingering kiss on my jawline before stepping back.

By the time the others re-enter the room, Hobi is casually leaning against the back of the couch, looking every bit as composed as ever. I, on the other hand, am still trying to catch my breath, and I'm sure I look like a mess. Jungkook is the first to notice, his eyes narrowing as he glances between the two of us.

"What's going on here?" he asks.

"Nothing, unfortunately. Not that I didn't try," I say.

Hobi's eyes narrowed on me, and he stood up slowly, facing me fully.

"Nothing?" Tae echoes, raising an eyebrow as he steps closer, his hand brushing over my shoulder. "You look a little... flustered, princess."

I shrug. "I mean, Hobi was kissing me, but it didn't get far, so it must have been the heat from the fire."