My mind seemed to have left me alone as his lips touched mine. All I had left was my senses and without anything else, I didn't know what to do, but to let him carry on his way. I closed my eyes and felt him now take control of everything happening.

His plump lips brushed against mine slowly and I decided to join in. Jimin's hand behind my head pushed me even closer into the kiss, deepening it even more, heating it all up a bit. The hand which used to be holding my hand, now travelled its way to my waist, embracing me against his muscular body. My heart pumped out of my chest with many emotions. The feeling of him beside me was now comforting and the kiss sent a pleasant wave throughout my body, calming me down.

His lips smoothly sucked on mine, leaving some faint moans come out unexpectedly. Our lips moved synchronised with each other's as if they were ball dancing. Jimin felt around my neck and soon went down it, following the path he paved with his fingers. I bit my lower lip instinctively overcoming a sensation of lust, which stuck me every time his lips touched. Ones touch did so much to me.

After a while, he'd stopped with a peck on the lips and separated us both. I took in a deep breath, taking in the oxygen like I've been starved from it for ages. My eyes opened up to meet his chocolate irises in front of mine still.

We did it. We actually just kissed.

I looked away with a blush tinted on my cheeks as I saw him stroke back his hair from his forehead and making it look silky.

"Jimin.." I whisper and he immediately looked over to me, still turned a different way. He hummed, waiting for what I had to say. "Are you okay?" Frowning back at me in confusion, he answers back.
"What do you mean?" His words echoed in my head, making me turn back to him. I may of had a mini heart attack seeing his suddenly pure face after what just happened back I continued.
"You seemed so moody and cocky right after the fight. I was wondering if anything bothered you to make you act like that." Jimin's eyes softened hearing my words as if I brought him out of a trance. He appeared to be lost for words and choking on them when he tried to think. Maybe he hadn't noticed.

"About that..." He paused, taking my hand once again which was still muddy and massaged his thumb against mine. The silence brought even more attention to him as he thought about how he should explain. Jimin finally found the words he was looking for and lit up like a light bulb. "Minjun and I got into a fight as you already know, but you may have also noticed that our wolves came out by themselves. I tried not to let it out and to just push his wolf away myself however it became too strong to hold back and it attacked. Right after this happens, we always feel either emotionless, anger or lust. I did feel angry afterwards, same as Minjun so that's why I chose hider. I needed to calm down and bring myself together since my wolf could easily slide back out and make things worse. Being a hider did help me calm down, but it also made me fidgety as my wolf wanted to hunt. Once you found me, my wolf smelt the mate in you and kinda wanted you."

My face flushed red upon the last words and awkwardly gave a smile. "Ah, I see." I chuckled quietly under my breath, catching his beauty each glimpse with my pair of eyes. Being completely calm and focused, I could feel my own heartbeat as my chest rose and floated back down gently. The tension between us lately changed so much these last minutes. One second it was complete silence. The next was filled with a desire of love. Now however, felt like we were in the middle. The middle was a feeling of being hugged to keep warm and only got warmer the more we stayed like this, close together. Just like being a middle child, there's always and older and younger sibling beside you, no matter what and that's similar to how the hug had an impact on me.

His actions brought me out of my little daze by caressing my hand peacefully with a pure smile on his face.

Weakness number 1: Jimin's smile.

Imagine how I would have been now if this was all a one way love. Unrequited love would have been the death of me by now, especially that I wouldn't have figured out these secrets. That's a different talk for now though, the only thing I had to focus on is the present. Although the future is daunting, knowing that any second something could break happiness away and turn it into a depressing aura, there is still a chance we could get past it.

I was going hug Jimin, but before I could even move an inch, his eyes side glanced to where I came from and a voice rang in my ears.

"Wait, we've found everyone?" They stopped talking, soon walking closer to us. "We should have know you two would be together." My head instantly spun around to meet Tae's small boxy smile as he ruffled his hair a bit embarrassed by the way it was just us two.

And by that, I knew what he may be thinking and obviously he must be having a close idea about what actually happened. I'd admit he may be right in that mind of his.

I chuckle quietly once again and finally tried to bring myself up, but the mud was like a banana peel left on a oily
floor. It was even worse since my shoes didn't have much grip. Falling down on my butt, I listen to the cheeky laughs which jump out of their throats unexpectedly.

"I swear I'll get you back for choosing this place to hide." My speech to Jimin was directed back to my clothes now sticking to my body with a cold liquid grease. I pull myself up one more time with a little fraction of help from Taehyung, who didn't want to really touch me in this mess. I wouldn't blame him. I don't even want to touch myself, but my limps are stuck to my body and with each movement the mud spreads even more.

After sometime, I was over the opposite side of the tree with Jimin laughing on the floor because of the state I'm in. Not only that, the others finally found us and started laughing with him.

"The mirror would not be pleased." Jin held his snicker in by mocking how I stand. Our arms were identically lifted up both side of our body's with the weird slouch I did, not wanting to feel the twin of slime on my stomach. He also changed his facials to look disgusted just like mine.
"I don't look like that." I remarked in the same position.

One move and it's like a virus spreading everywhere.

"And how are you getting back home in a car when you're in a big mess." Yoongi finally states and they all nod their heads in agreement, noticing that he was correct.

Looks like were in a court.

My gaze turned back to Jimin, who was still on the floor, but sat up with his elbows on his kneecaps. I raised my eyebrow at him in a 'look what you did' look. Yes, I am the victim of the mud incident.

The coldness against my body made me shiver, making me jump when it felt like something walked up my body. It was disgustingly dirty. All he did was get up with eye contact and signalled us to look his way.

"I'll pick something out for you." He paused mid conversation, looking me up and down at the problem he made. Jimin knew what he did, but couldn't help but to smirk and me as I roll my eyes at his playful behaviour. "I knew we should have built a bath."
"You don't have a bath?" I say surprised, trying my best to shake off it from my clothes.
"No, we definitely had the time to install one by ourselves with no proper experience with construction within a few months, with only a couple of hours each week." Jimin answers sarcastically to me and I open my eyes wide.

They really worked hard on this hut, didn't they? I'm surprised they still have any hair.

Finishing with the jokes, we finally walk back or should I say, I waddled back. Once inside, they past me some wet wipes to clean off since there was no bath.

I was about to throw myself on Jimin's bed with exhaustion, but he stopped me by placing his arm out. He coughed under his breath, making me remember what I look like. Opening up the mini wardrobe he had in the corner of his room, he ran his hands through the tops and hoodies he had. I just stood there watching him chose and then throw one behind his back.

Jimin closed the doors to it and held it up against me before handing it over.

"Tell me when you're done. Put the clothes in this." Jimin gave me a mini washing up basket and walked out of the room and closing the door tightly.

Taking a huge breath, I double check the door before properly getting changed. I wiped off all the mud with the wipes.

In a couple of minutes, the over-sized jumper wrapped around my body and I looked in the mirror.

"Now the mirrors pleased." I say to myself, changing up Jin's words from earlier and giggling at myself before living the room with the basket. "What should I do with these?"
"It depends on when you're leaving and if you want to wear them going home." Namjoon stood at the end of the corridor looking at me. I thought to myself really quick and answered.
"I don't mind, I'll wash them at home. Do you have any bags I could put them in?" He nodded and walked into the mini kitchen they installed and reached into a cupboard. I followed Namjoon into the room like a lost pup, watching him him pull out a bin bag.

I guess it's still a bag.

"Here." He said while waving it about wildly to open it up. After it opened, he started to take the clothes carefully and placed them inside as I held the basket.
"Thank you." I take a mini polite bow before placing the basket down, taking the bag from Namjoon and start walking around the hut to find Jimin.

While looking around, I swung the bag back and forth as I walked around cheerfully.

Come out come out wherever you lil Mochi.

"There you are!" I giggled, seeing him laying down on one of the couches. Hearing my voice, he brings his body into a sit using his core and smiled. The second our eyes met, he jumped off his seat facing me.
"Seems like you like the clothes."
"They're better then muddy ones." Fixing the creased line on the clothes, I look back up with a smile. He looked me up and down and gave a cheeky smirk.

"Just admit you like mine."

He caught me off guard and created a sudden blush cover my face up. I'll admit a bit to it then. Jimin then pointed over to were he was laying down and signalled me over. Covering up my face, I make sure some hair sits in front. He sat down first and I joined in, sitting beside him. I dropped the bag of clothes on the floor and relaxed back into the chair in deep breaths. I could feel his soft glances trailing over in my direction. Trying my best not to blush more, I looked his way quickly as he was the also caught off guard. He also leaned back into the chair and relaxed with me.

"If only everyday was like this." He whispered and turned his head to me. I hummed under my breath in confusion of what he meant by that. "The two of us.." He trailed off in his thoughts and I listened closely, agreeing more as he spoke. His smooth voice was like a heaven in my mind. He could easily take my soul away without me noticing. It could even happen in the light of day. Jimin continued. "Peacefully together and sharing our feelings... learning more around us the more we speak... conquering these mysteries we never expected we would face..." Nodding unconsciously, I listen to every word that falls out his mouth. This feeling was a drug to me.

A sound awoke us both from our daze as foot steps walked past it the corridor. We both checked who it was but all we saw was a black figure quick walk away for the door. Jimin's eyes scanned the person and then jumped up from his seat quickly. He rushed to the door and into the corridor. His footsteps echoed in my head as I replayed the seen of the person in black again. They had their hud over their eyes and were rolling up their gloves on their hand. As soon as they heard Jimin rush after them however, they also ran away. In the distance, I heard the front door shut close heavily and another sound of a bang on the door.

Curiously, I get up slowly and walk out the room into the corridor which was now filled with all the over boys confused faces.
"What on Earth was that?" Yoongi glared at us all with a raised eyebrow. I bounced my shoulders up when he looked at me. We all had confused expressions.
"Minjun.." A voice answered back. We all turned to see Jimin shaking his eyes and biting his lip.

What about him? I wanted to ask that but I couldn't.

I swear there's no chill in this household.

"He's up to no good." The boys looked at each other in shock and I just stayed there in confusion.
"What's so bad about that?" I finally ask.
"Y/n, not now. Minjun's either in a bad mood or has something planned.."

Feeding me information little by little, it bothered me. What's so wrong with him rushing out-

Reverting time back to when we saw him, he definitely seemed mysterious. Why run when checked on? Why all the black clothing?

I spoke again, "like what?"

They all took a deep breath in, knowing what was coming.

"Maybe a murder."

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I've been stuck on this one chapter for way too long for my liking (around 3 months). Definitely didn't know I was going to add this into the storyline. I shall now leave the storyline alone before I confuse myself. Well, I hope I do.