Jimin belted out the words of a song as he wiggled his hips, completely entranced by the music. He twirled around the broom behaving as though it was Jungkookie he was dancing with.

He almost jumped right out of his skin when he felt a pair of arms wrapped around his waist and a face bury itself in his neck.

"Fucking hell, Jungkook," Jimin chuckled as he pulled off his headphones and placed a hand on his chest to calm his racing heart, "You scared the shit right out of me."

He expected a witty comment from the younger or a lovey-dovey action like kisses to the back of his neck but when he got no response of any kind, he grew concerned.

"Jungkookie?"

To be continued