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Jimin's eyes blinked a little before he finally woke up, he saw your figure resting peacefully on his arm, all naked and worn out.

He wraps his arm around your waist, pulling you closer and pressing your bodies together. A satisfied grin taking over his lips.

He pauses, watching you breathing softly as ever, a pout evident on your lips and you seem to be having the best time of your life.

It's early morning again. His brows knit together,

"She sleeps so much...I need to make sure Joon hyung treats this issue. It isn't healthy." He makes a mental note of taking you to Namjoon's cabin later in the afternoon and goes back to admiring your face.

"Now I can see y/n properly. Because your eyes are closed," he continues,
"My obedient little whxre," patting your head, his eyes trail down towards your breasts as he reaches out to give your bud a gentle pinch only to watch you lightly stir in your sleep.

"M-mhm~" you arch your neck, unknowingly pushing your breasts harder into his palm.

Jimin tilts his head, leaning closer to your ear and whispering, "The more I fxck you, the more hxrny I get."

He watches you bite your lower lip subconsciously, rubbing thighs together and whimpering a little.

His eyes take in your form, smirking, he reaches out to tap your lower lip,
"Yes. That's how your nightmares are supposed to be like," he rubs his index finger over your chin, quietly watching you and ignoring his growing bulge.

"N-Ngh- daddy-" you groan, starting to breath heavily as your thighs are pressed harder against each other.

"Fxck," Jimin looks away, rubbing his face with his palms,
"I didn't knew you were so fucking sexy. Fxck."

"A-Ah-" you gasp out loud and swiftly sit up, breathing hard as if you ran a marathon, cheeks dusted pink as you shake your head to bring yourself back to reality.

You feel a presence beside you and turn around to watch Jimin hiding his face in his palms, taking in a deep breathe and groaning,

"Fxck. Fxck y/n what are you doing to me?!"

"Master-"

"Shit. When did you wake up?!" Jimin jolts away, taking a second to blink and get his composure back.

"J-Just now-"

"You're such a dirty little girl. What were you dreaming, huh?" Jimin asks with a lifted brow,

"I-" you gulped your shyness in, "uhm, just about last night-"

"Do you realise how much I've ruined you?" He asks out loud, watching you nod subtly at that.

"Anyways... I have to talk about something important with you. Get back to your room." Jimin stands up, grabbing his clothes and swiftly dressing himself up. Hiding the tent in his pant and walking over to the door, realising how he broke another rule of his.

Red room is only for fxcking. No love talks, no discussions, no sleeping.

He sighed, walking ahead to leave but couldn't. He turns back the slightest to glance at you, still sitting on the bed with the sheets pressed against your chest, with a blank expression coating your face.

Argh!

He walks back, reaching out to wrap his arm around your thighs, the other one supporting your back as he swiftly pulls you up in his arms, watching you look into his eyes with the most lively eyes he has ever seen. As if you came back to life with just that one act of his.

"What's wrong, princess?"

"N-Nothing. Master looks good right after waking up." You mumbled out.

"Hm? Just good? Don't I look sexy as fxck? Since you started having wet dreams just by my presence beside you, hm~?" His teaseful tone makes you chuckle and press your face over his chest, sniffing him and grinning lowly.

Jimin observes it all but doesn't say anything, he walks down to his room while you keep yourself wrapped in the bedsheets in his arms.

Praying to every existing god for not getting caught, Jimin successfully makes it in his room and places you down on his bed.

"We're going back home."

"Why? Don't find this place your home anymore?" A man speaks from the door.

Both of you jolt up, turning to look at Namjoon leaning at the door.

"Hyung? When did you come back?" Jimin says, fake coughing.

"You're such a douché bag, Jimin. You used to die to come over here and now you're oh so desperate to leave? Jin hyung came back few weeks ago and he hadn't even spent enough time with us yet. I let you do all that shit with her despite hearing you two moan like some bunnies in heat, and you're still not grateful enough? Did you forget that my library is right beside your darn red room?" You slap your palms on your face, wanting the bed to gulp you in and save you from the embarrassment. However, the room is sound proofed. Namjoon heard the bare minimum.

Jimin's eyes widen,
"That's an old as fuck library room. What do you mean you go there?! Didn't you stop going there years ago?!"

"I stopped going there until I needed something from in there. Anyways, you aren't going anywhere. And princess," Namjoon pauses to look at you,

"Look at me when I'm talking to you, princess," His tone felt different... similar.

You lifted your head up, keeping yourself wrapped like a burrito inside the bedsheets,

"Wash up and take a warm bath. Alone. Not with this bastard," Namjoon points at Jimin,
"And then, wear something decent. Once you're done, come to my room. Am I clear?" he watches you nod hesitantly before looking at Jimin,

"I was anyway bringing her to you for a session this afternoon, Hyung-"

"Is she on pills?"

"I-I do give her one once we're done-" Jimin is stopped midway,

"The fxck do you mean?! Huh?! Don't you know the pills are supposed to be taken with proper time periods and meals?! And do you not fxcking know the shit loads of side effects it has?! What if it effects her mental health?" you felt guilty because Jimin had to listen to all that because of you. You also enjoyed watching Jimin being a little sulky brother. His face dropped and he himself looks upset,

"I'm sorry, hyung."

"Just give her to me if you cannot keep her well-" this time Jimin is the one shouting and stopping Namjoon midway,

"NO! I WON'T! SHE ISN'T MIN!!! I WON'T FXCKING SHARE HER AS WELL! Y'ALL ARE SO FXCKING MEAN! FIRST JUNGKOOK SAID THAT AND NOW YOU TOO, HYUNG! Y/N IS MINE AND I'M NOT GIVING HER TO ANYONE ELSE-"

"Who's shouting in my household?" This time, Jin enters the room.

Fuck.

You quickly go under the sheets, barely peeking out from there and watching Jin giving you a suspicious look. However, his attention is immediately turned towards the heated pair of love birds.

"It's rare to see you two fight. Wait, let me bring my popcorn and tea," Jin actually turns around to go to the kitchen but is stopped by Namjoon.

"Don't make it worse now. I'm seriously pissed." Namjoon says and Jin turns to Jimin,
"And you, little brat. You're so fxcking dead for shouting at your hyung like that. No breakfast for you."

His eyes now catch yours,
"Y/n, wash up and come downstairs for breakfast. Jimin, you know what to do." Saying that, Jin and Namjoon leave the room.

Jimin stomps his feet on the floor, groaning and going to the closet to grab a dress and toss it on your face before he grabs his own clothes and leaves the room.

"Bath and come down, I'll bath in another bathroom."

Wow...

What just happened?

You grab the pair of clothes, walking into the washroom and quickly helping yourself up with a quick shower, avoiding looking at any mirror by all means and thinking about your dream, wet dream actually, you get yourself dressed. Walking out and glancing at the mirror (because bathroom mirrors scare you more than any other mirrors out there) while hair drying,

This is so warm and cute.
I smell just like him after using his shower gel.

Once your hair are all dry, you comb it down and apply some moisturizer over your face and arms, a little bit of lip balm and finally walking downstairs after wearing Jimin's pair of flip flops.

Will master be mad for using his skincare products? And shower gel? And hair brush? And-

"Ayo! Look at our y/n! Looking so cute and pretty!" Jhope jumps in front of you, wrapping his arms around your waist and pecking your forehead.

"You know, you're so lucky for us. We've defeated our enemies of years yesterday!" he beams, squishing your cheeks.

So lucky for them...

Ah, my heart.

"Hobi hyung, why isn't everyone else like you?" your eyes well up and you lean back in his embrace as he chuckles,

"Sorry dear, it's impossible. There's only one Jhope out here. I'm one of a kind, you know?" he responds, caressing your back.

"Let's go eat? That geezer woke me up so early in the morning for breakfast. Damn! I'm still tired from yesterday." you nod at him and walk down with him.

But Jimin master shouted on Namjoon master for me-

You hold back a grin, it was fun watching him like that.

You sit between Jimin and Namjoon as Jin and Namjoon eyes you up and down,

"Seems like you finally discovered what 'self care is'," Jin says, smiling warmly while handing you a plate full of fruit salad, a bowl of strawberry oatmeal with a glass of banana milk.

He looks so proud.

"You're slowly catching up, y/n. Goodgirl," Namjoon smiles at you as well, tucking a strand of your hair behind your ear.

What are they proud of?

"I'll teach you how and when to use some skin care products and so much more. Gonna teach you from step one. Finally you're not coming down with those chapped lips and messy hair, dehydrated skin as well," Jin asserts, handing you a glass full of water.

Oh...

"It's not a big deal though-" you trailed off, "I just somehow saw them and thought of using them-"

"You didn't apply some hair removal cream or something over your face right?!" Jhope panics.

"I- no! I read it before- before using it! It said moisturizer." You responded in your defence.

"Oh, how do you know how to read, y/n? Weren't you locked up in a room all your life?" Namjoon asks and you blinked.

Wait, yes.

I did study.

"I uhm got home schooled?"

"Do you remember your teacher?" He asks again,

"N-No-"

"When was the class of his that you attended?"

"I..." your mind is blank...

"I don't remember..."

"Enough. No more disrespect of food. Everyone, start eating," Jin interrupts, getting a suspicious look from Namjoon in return.

You grab the glass of banana milk and gulp it all in one go, pulling the glass away, you wipe off the milk over your lips by the end of your sleeve, making Jin glare at you.

"Tsk. Such a baby." Jimin hands you a tissue. He watches everyone eat while he's starving himself because that's his punishment.

You feel some fingers trailing up your back, Namjoon leans closer near the shell of your ears,

"Let's learn the tables after you're done eating, princess~"

A/n-

Not leaving you all on a huge cliffhanger cuz I'm not as available today to write more.

But hey, this book is full of cliffhangers. Shall I share a proof?

Most of the times, it was literally on #1 🤣

Anyways, do you think it is easy to trick our president? Hm?

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