So Much For Being Siblings

“Park Jimin?” I repeated.
“Yes. That’s what I said. Are you deaf? Do you want me to repeat it again?” he said, giving me a smirk.
“Hey!” I exclaimed and gave him a friendly slap on the shoulder. And then we started play-wrestling. And then I found myself sitting on top of his thighs. I stopped, waiting for my brain to process what was going on. And then I looked down and realized that his shirt was slightly pulled up, revealing some of his glorious abs. They were really defined. I didn’t realize that I was touching them until Jimin said, “So touchy.”
I realized what was happening and quickly jumped off him. My face was starting to burn. What was wrong with me? Who touches a random person’s abs? I thought to myself. “I’m not touchy.” Was all I could think of as a response?
Jimin chuckled. “Right. Says the person who jumps on top of me, giving me a problem, and then start touching my abs.”
I huffed, very annoyed. “Well, you started it. Wait. What do you mean problem?”
He gave the ‘smirkiest’ smirk I’ve ever seen in my life. Then I saw his eyes trail down towards his pants. My eyes followed, and saw something that I DEFINTELY did not want to see. Jimin… REALLY had a problem.
“Well? Are you going to help me solve this problem, Kana? Since you were the cause of it?” Jimin questioned me in a low and dangerous voice as he leaned closer to me. A chill ran down my spine. I did not like where this was going. So, like a normal girl, I ran away to the nearest room and slammed the door shut behind me.
I looked around the room. This must be Mr. Park’s room. There was a king sized bed in the corner of the room. The gigantic windows were covered with red velvet curtains. There were picture frames with pictures of mom. ‘Yep. It’s definitely that asshole’s room.’
I didn’t realize that I didn’t lock the door until I felt a pair of strong muscular arms wrap around my waist. I quickly turned around, only to have Jimin lay his head on my neck. His warm breathe sent chills down my spine. “You’re really stupid Kana. You run away from me, and yet you failed to lock the door.”
“Hey! I’m not stupid! You’re the stupid one, you perv!”
I heard a low chuckle escape his mouth again. “Okay. I’ll show you perv.”

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