Chapter 13: A Night of Reckoning

The air was thick with unspoken tension as Suga returned home after the gathering. His heart raced, a mix of exhilaration and frustration swirling within him. The image of Jimin laughing with Jackson lingered in his mind, igniting an urge deep within him. The jealousy that had simmered under the surface all evening flared into a raging fire, pushing him to confront his feelings head-on.

He paced the floor of his dimly lit apartment, a storm brewing in his chest. How could he let someone else come so close to Jimin? The thought of Jackson’s playful teasing and Jimin’s soft smiles directed at him made Suga grit his teeth. He needed to reclaim what was his.

That night, Jimin returned later than usual, his cheeks flushed and eyes bright. As he stepped into the apartment, Suga felt an overwhelming wave of desire wash over him. Jimin looked effortlessly radiant, yet there was something more—an intoxicating blend of confidence and vulnerability that sent Suga’s heart racing.

“Hey,” Jimin said, his voice soft but laced with an undercurrent of excitement. He walked closer, a small smile dancing on his lips.

“Hey,” Suga replied, trying to keep his voice steady. “How was the party?”

“Fun,” Jimin answered, a hint of mischief in his gaze. “You really outdid yourself.”

Suga stepped closer, their bodies nearly brushing against each other. “I was hoping we could have some fun of our own.”

Jimin’s breath caught, and a spark ignited in his eyes. “What do you have in mind?”

Suga took a deep breath, the tension between them crackling like static electricity. “I think we should explore what we’ve been avoiding.”

Without waiting for a response, Suga leaned in, capturing Jimin’s lips with his own. The kiss was hungry and passionate, a culmination of the emotions that had built between them. Jimin melted against him, wrapping his arms around Suga’s neck as he kissed back fervently.

They stumbled towards the bedroom, their lips never parting. Suga pushed Jimin against the wall, their breaths mingling as they deepened the kiss, exploring the heat and intensity of the moment. Jimin’s fingers tangled in Suga’s hair, pulling him closer, and Suga responded by pressing his body against Jimin’s, feeling every curve and contour.

“Are you sure about this?” Jimin whispered between kisses, his eyes dark with desire.

Suga nodded, his heart racing. “I want you, Jimin. I want all of you.”

With that, Suga led Jimin into the bedroom, the door closing softly behind them. They fell onto the bed, a tangle of limbs and soft laughter, the world outside fading into nothingness. Suga kissed a trail down Jimin’s neck, his hands exploring the soft expanse of Jimin’s skin.

“God, you’re beautiful,” Suga murmured against Jimin’s collarbone, feeling the warmth of Jimin’s body beneath him.

“Y-Yah, you’re just saying that,” Jimin stammered, his cheeks flushed, but Suga could feel the heat radiating off him.

“No,” Suga replied, looking up to meet Jimin’s gaze. “I mean it. You’re stunning.”

Their eyes locked, and in that moment, the room felt charged with an electric intimacy. Suga’s lips crashed against Jimin’s again, and the kiss deepened, turning desperate as they lost themselves in each other. Suga’s hands slid beneath Jimin’s shirt, fingers dancing across his skin, eliciting soft gasps that filled the room.

As they explored each other, every touch igniting sparks of pleasure, Suga could feel the weight of their unspoken feelings lifting. They were no longer just comrades or friends; they were two souls intertwined in a passionate embrace.

Hours passed in a blur of whispered promises and stolen breaths. Suga was completely lost in the rhythm of their connection, the way Jimin’s body responded to his every touch, every kiss. It was a dance of intimacy, where time ceased to exist, leaving only the two of them and the depths of their shared desire.

When the night finally came to a close, Suga lay beside Jimin, their bodies tangled together under the sheets. The room was filled with the soft sounds of their breathing, and Suga couldn’t help but smile at the sight of Jimin curled against him, blissfully unaware of the chaos that had unfolded outside their little world.

The next morning brought a soft light filtering through the curtains, and Suga awoke to the sight of Jimin still asleep beside him, a peaceful expression gracing his features. He felt a surge of affection as he traced a finger along Jimin’s jawline, a soft smile playing on his lips.

But as the day progressed, Suga couldn’t shake the sense of impending chaos. He could almost predict what would happen once the rest of the gang found out about their night together.

At breakfast, the atmosphere was lively as the gang gathered around the table. Jimin, still blissfully unaware of the implications of the hickeys adorning his neck, chatted animatedly with the others. Suga sat across from him, trying to suppress a smirk, but his heart raced at the thought of what was about to unfold.

As the members exchanged stories and jokes, Suga’s anxiety began to rise. He knew they would notice. And sure enough, when Jungkook leaned in closer to Jimin, his eyes widened, and he burst into laughter.

“Hyung, what happened to your neck?” Jungkook teased, a mischievous grin spreading across his face.

Jimin’s hand flew to his neck, and Suga could see the realization dawn on him as he felt the marks left from their passionate night. “I—uh—”

Suga leaned back in his chair, trying to contain his laughter while the other members erupted into teasing.

“Looks like someone had a wild night!” Taehyung chimed in, his eyes sparkling with mischief. “Did you finally make your move, Suga?”

Suga’s face flushed, but he couldn’t help the smile tugging at his lips. “Maybe I did.”

The teasing continued, and Jimin’s cheeks turned a deep shade of red. “Guys, stop it!” he exclaimed, laughter spilling from his lips, yet there was a hint of embarrassment in his eyes.

“Come on, it’s cute!” Jin added, leaning back in his chair, clearly enjoying the moment. “We all saw how you two were looking at each other last night.”

As the teasing continued, Suga felt a warmth spread through him. He watched Jimin’s flustered reactions, the way he laughed yet tried to defend himself. It was a beautiful sight—a reminder of the connection they had forged and the love that was blossoming between them.

Finally, as the laughter subsided, Jackson joined in, smirking at Jimin. “So, how was it? You guys didn’t leave any room for imagination, huh?”

Jimin shot him a playful glare, but Suga could see the faint smile tugging at his lips. “Shut up, Jackson. You’re just jealous you weren’t part of it.”

Jackson raised his hands in surrender, clearly backing off. “Hey, I’m just happy for you two,” he replied, winking at Jimin. “Just don’t forget about me when you’re off having your romantic escapades.”

Suga chuckled, feeling the tension that had clouded his heart dissolve. He was grateful that Jackson had backed off, allowing him to explore this new chapter of his relationship with Jimin without interference.

As the day unfolded, Suga and Jimin shared furtive glances and knowing smiles, each teasing moment from the gang bringing them closer together. With every joke and playful jab, Suga felt the bond between them solidify—a promise of intimacy that extended beyond that one passionate night.

And with each teasing word and shared laughter, Suga knew they were on the brink of something beautiful, a love story that was just beginning to unfold.

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