"Ack! I'm naked. Avert your gaze!" Jimin cried, jumping back from Jungkook as if electrocuted.

The younger immediately turned his face away, but the concern didn't fade away from his face.

"Don't worry. I'm not looking," he assured, cheeks dusted pink as he couldn't seem to get the image of Jimin's naked body off his mind.

Jimin wanted to strangle himself. Just how did things like this happen? Just why did things have to get even more awkward? Wasn't the whole incident at the bowling alley enough?

He grabbed his towel off the floor — how did it even get there? — when he saw the eight legged, miniature demon hiding under it, looking up at him, abdomen wiggling ready to pounce.

"Fuck me!" Jimin shouted in fright and jumped in Jungkook's open arms, clinging onto him like a frightened kitten, nails digging into the younger's back.

"Wh—shouldn't we date first?" Jungkook asked, cheeks resembling a cherry red tomato.

His mouth snapped shut when he realised what he said. Jimin's face turned so quick in Jungkook's direction that for a moment, Jungkook was afraid he would experience a whiplash.

"What did you just say?"

To be continued
09 January, 2023