The bed was soft, and the comforter underneath Jimin meshed against his body in a perfect arc. If he wanted, he could fall asleep at how soft the matress was, especially with how much alcohol was in his system, but instead Jeongguk hovered above him, fingers coasting down his bare chest.

Jimin writhed with pleasure. A soft and barely audible groan left his swollen lips.

"H-Haeri," he stuttered as Jeongguk began to nibble on the skin just above the band of his boxers. The mention of Jimin's crush did nothing to cease his ploys.

Jeongguk hummed softly, continuing to place open mouth kisses along Jimin's waistline. His hands gripped Jimin's hips tightly to keep him from moving away. Not that Jimin had any intention of doing so in his drunken state.

Maybe if he knew just who was making him feel this way, he'd put some much needed distance between him and his best friend. But, he didn't know, the room much too dark to make out his figure, so he let Jeongguk proceed to kiss him.

"Haeri," Jimin whispered more firmly. "Stop teasing me."

He grasped one of Jeongguk's hands, but made no motion in removing it from his side, paying no mind to how rough the skin felt. The stimulation was all too much.

With Jeongguk's lips still pressed against his skin, Jimin could feel them tug into a smile before he planted another taunting kiss. He shuddered when Jeongguk pulled his band just a little lower, his nose grazing his hip.

"S-stop playing around."

As Jeongguk positioned both hands around the hem of Jimin's boxers, the brushing of his fingertips sending the older to new heights, the door to the bedroom they were in was forced open. It harshly hit the adjacent wall.

Jeongguk stopped his movements, turning to look at the intruder, while Jimin huffed shallowly, lips parted in a moan.

He pulled away to acknowledge the girl.

"Haeri, how nice of you to finally join us."