Dormmates | Jikook/Kookmin

28 | The Plan (or not)

Jimin POV.

- He always picks fights with us hyuuuung! -Jungkook whines, head on my lap and body laid on the blanket on the floor of our rooftop hideout. I giggle and continue playing with his hair, watching him complain endlessly about Enrique. 

Kook really seems bothered about this guy. 

But as far as I know, Enrique is not that bad of a boy. I mean, he surely has an irritable side but I know that he has a lot of family issues, so I try to take it easy on him even if he seems to be distracted or mean sometimes. Of course I gotta be understanding, that's how I would like to be treated myself if I was ever having a hard time. 

But my cute boyfriend seems to be too much into his thoughts about Enrique having something personal against him. 

- I don't like him... -He pouts while closing his eyes, allowing me to dive my fingers in and out of his locks and softly massage his scalp. -But... This is nice. 

I chuckle to myself, he is distracted. 

He keeps silent as he enjoys my little soothing massage, but once in a while I can see his eyes move behind this closed eyelids. His mouth eventually parts and I am going to think he is sleeping.

- Baby?

His eyes slowly flutter and when we lock eyes he is blushing.

- Y-you started calling me that lately...

I smirk, he seems to like it. 

- Why do you think so? -I tease him by raising one eyebrow and he giggles childishly, chest coming up and down quickly while he blinks slowly, giving away that he is indeed sleepy. 

- Because I am your baby? 

- That's right. -I lean down, smile into his lips and after extracting a gasp from him peck his lips just once. -You are my baby bunny. And I love you so much.

His knees shift towards his stomach and he crumples himself up shyly, smiling and blushing at the same time. I love the view, I just love him like this. I love to be the reason he gets happy, excited and loved. I love to be the reason he blushes, and the reason he wants to be cared for. 

- I love you too Jiminie-ssi... -He replies quietly, his voice a bit withdrawn. I chuckle, I adore to hear those words come out of his lips. 

His honey lips.

Which I proceed unto pecking a couple of three-four times, eliciting him to get a bit too much into it, that every time I pull my lips back he expects the next kiss, waiting for me to take him into that cycle of deep-kissing that he seems to really really enjoy. 

- Want more? -I ask him as I approximate my lips to his again. He almost whines in want, but only nods because he is obviously shy. -Sit up. -I say straightening my position. He stares at me for a while in confusion, but soon sits up like I asked him to. -Come over. -I pat my legs and he finally gets what I'm trying to make him do.

Straddle me.

It's gonna be easier to kiss him, plus I really like the idea of him being able to cuddle to me the way he wants to in that position. Since he loves cuddles just as much as kisses. 

He is very, very shy as he crawls unto my lap. He doesn't know what to do with his hands once he sits down so I just smile and guide his hands behind my neck and pull him close to me by my hands on his waist. 

- Don't be shy baby. It's just the two of us. -I say with a lazy smirk as I wonder my eyes from his lips to his eyes. He must have lost it by now because he is biting the corner of his lip hardly and is breathing so fast. His body temperature also seems to be higher than usual, maybe because the rooftop room is small but most probably because he is turned on. I take my hand over his cheek and caress it softly, watching him lean into my touch and stare at me intently, like he needs me to do something other than making him blush more and more.