Shooting Stars

Yikes...how embarassing!

It felt dirty.

It felt wrong.

And that made it even better.

Your lips stayed locked and his hands weaved through your hair until you fall asleep.

09:30 PM

You roll over in bed, one hand rubbing up against a soft face.

Jimin was lying next to you.

He did not have a shirt on, and his hands were wrapped around you, hugging you tightly into his chest.

You heard a door open.

You slipped out of his hold and out of the bed, realizing you we're only wearing panties and a long shirt from one of Yoongi's drawers.

You run out of the room, after taking a quick glance of sleeping Jimin.

You run into the living room and stop short in your tracks only to see six men sprawled about the room on the couch...

All of then staring at you, in your panties.

All of them with satisfied looks on their faces.

You are red with embarrassment.