Mr. Chemistry

07 • Jimin Oppa?

Mae Asha • October 13, 2018

3:43 PM

Yoongi ordered us dinner. Delicious, delicious dinner. Yummy.

"For a girl so tiny, you can really pack it away, Asha," Jin said as I took another bite of my huge burger. It's stuffed with cheese and jalapeños.

I looked over at him, lowering my eyebrows. I popped a french fry into my mouth, smiling. Well...I was.

Jimin wiped his mouth with a napkin, exhaling, catching everyone's attention. "Makes you wonder what else she can fit in her mouth," he said.

I stopped chewing, losing my smile almost instantly. I slowly looked up at Jimin. The heat from the peppers on my burger already has my face incredibly red, but I'm sure I'm a hundred times worse now.

Taehyung and Hoseok bursted out laughing, while Jungkook stayed quiet. I shook my head as I stared at Jimin in front of me, while he simply smirked.

Yoongi finally walked back into the dining area of the hotel room. "What'd I miss?" he asked.

I quickly swallowed my food and spoke before anyone else. "Oh, you know, just getting to know your friends. I think I really found my Romeo," I said, smiling.

Bad choice of words, Asha. Now it sounds like your love is forbidden, and now Jimin will definitely think you like him.

Yoongi's face went blank. "Stop that, Asha," Yoongi said as he sat down.

I smirked as I looked at Jimin, and my eyes ventured to the salt beside him. "Jimin Oppa?" I innocently spoke.I could practically feel Yoongi's eyes burning through me as Jimin gave me a weird look. He practically melted as soon as the words left my mouth. "Will you please pass me the salt?" I asked.

However, Jimin can barely move.

So, this is how to get him to shut up? Duly noted.

Jimin finally snapped from his shock and his eyebrows lowered.

Oh, God, this is the scary, intense, sexy Jimin. Wait, did I just call my teacher sexy?

I smiled as I looked at Yoongi. "Six men?" I breathed out. "Well, some of them will have to improvise upon themselves; I only have three-."

Yoongi's eyes widened, and he practically exploded. "Ah! Stop talking!" he screamed, covering his ears.

I looked back at Jimin, who still hasn't moved. His face is blank and his eyebrows are still lowered.

"Yoongi," Taehyung said. "You told us your sister was great, but my god. She's worse than you! She's like...a goddess," he joked.

"Shut your hole, Kim Taehyung," Yoongi snapped, glaring at the younger man.

Good lord, I have never seen Yoongi this angry before.

The vein in his forehead is actually bulging behind his green hair. "If anyone -- and I mean anyone -- touches my sister in any way or form, I will burn you alive. Now, if you'll excuse me," he said, then he stood up and walked back out of the kitchen.

"I'll go make sure he doesn't kill something," Hoseok said.

"And I'll go and make sure he doesn't kill Hobi," Jin said. The two of them stood up and went after Yoongi.

I looked at Jimin, who is now looking down at the table, quite confused.

"I haven't seen Yoongi that mad in a while," Taehyung said through laughter. He took a bite of his food.

"My speciality is getting under his skin," I smiled. As I said that, my phone buzzed from inside of my unzipped hoodie pocket. I pulled it out and opened a text.

Jackson: Where's my little baby???

Me: Neri? I dunno

Jackson: You. Where u at?

I caught myself smiling at the word baby -- wait, what?

Me: Why'd u call me that?

As I sent that text, I found myself standing up -- shaking, actually. Why did Jackson call me that? I slowly walked out of the kitchen and sat on one of the several couches in the living area.

Jackson: Why do you think?

Me: Uhhh ???

Jackson: Call me ?

Uh, no, thanks, Jackson. That's my queue to turn my phone off, and that's exactly what I did.

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6:19 PM

A door opening woke me from my deep sleep. I hear the guys talking, but their voices are far away. One of my eyes popped open out of fear, then I slowly lifted my head to look at the front door.

I can just barely make out someone walking in. I looked at the large window in the kitchen, and spotted six boys outside, in and around the swimming pool.

Kill him right now, Asha. He is here to murder you.

I slowly stood up and approached the figure as he took his jacket off.

Oh, getting comfortable now, are we?

I accidentally bumped into the couch, enough to make it move and make a noise. I froze as the figure looked in my direction.

It's dark in here, Asha, just stay calm and it'll be okay. He can't see you.

And that's when I panicked. He started to come towards me, so that's when I attacked him and knocked him to the ground. While laying on his back, I took the opportunity to jump on him and attempt to strangle him as he panicked.

Oh, God, we're both panicking.

"Help! Someone-!" the man started to say, and that's when the lights flipped on and six shirtless boys appeared in the kitchen area. "G-Guys!" he screamed.

I looked down at the guy beneath me. His face is red and he's still fighting to get me off of him. "Asha," Yoongi said. "This is Namjoon."

"Oh...right," I whispered. I immediately released my hands from around his neck. "S-Sorry," I nervously said.

Namjoon rested a hand on his chest as he looked over at the other three. "I feel bad for whoever this one belongs to," he said.

Hoseok, Jin, Taehyung, and Jungkook, all pointed at Jimin as Yoongi walked towards us. My cheeks heated up as I shook my head, while Jimin grew a smirk across his face.

"Come on, killer," Yoongi pulled me off of Namjoon.

"It was an accident," I defended as I crossed my arms. "This freak shouldn't be sneaking around!"

"Yah!" Namjoon shouted as he stood up. "I was told to come here! It's not my fault you're a pyschopath who tries to murder everyone you come in contact with!" he screamed.

I lowered my eyebrows as I stared at Namjoon. "Oh, baby, if I wanted to murder you, you'd be dead," I quietly said.

A smile started to form on Namjoon's face. "Namjoon, this is my sister, Asha," Yoongi said.

Namjoon looked at Yoongi. "No wonder she's a little serial killer in the making," he mumbled.

"Shut up!" I yelled.

"Asha," Taehyung drug on. "Come swim with us!" he exclaimed, smiling cutely.

Yoongi looked at me and nodded. "Yes, go cool off. I grabbed one of your swim suits before we left your loft; it's upstairs in my room," he told her.

"And which one is that?" I questioned, not knowing which room is his.

Before Yoongi could reply, Jimin spoke up. "I'll show you," he said.

I looked at Jimin for a moment. He's not wet like the others. He must not have been in the pool yet.

My God, this man is gorgeous as hell with no shirt on.

You will hear no protest from me.

I immediately followed Jimin up the stairs. His back is so sexy. Can I marry this man already?

I followed Jimin down the hall, and he stopped at the fourth room, right before his room on the right. I, of course, didn't pay attention as I was too distracted by his shirtless body, and walked right into him.

Jimin held onto my elbows as he looked down at me. "If you like what you see, all you've gotta do is ask, baby," he smirked.

My heart exploded as he said that. Freaking end me, anyone, please, kill me.

I scoffed, "As if," I shakily said as I rolled my eyes.

Jimin smiled. "I'll wait out here," he released me.

I quickly walked into Yoongi's room and slammed the door shut behind me. That was so awkward. I searched through his bag and found one of my swim suits. It's a two piece.

Jesus, Yoongi, you couldn't have grabbed me a one piece? I'm insecure, dummy.

I quickly changed into it. It's a very deep burgundy red, which is my favorite color. That's probably why Yoongi grabbed it.

The swim suit reveals my belly button, along with my belly ring. I have several piercings. I have an industrial piercing in each ear, along with three holes in each ear, then, of course, my belly is pierced.

I grabbed one of Yoongi's towels, then I slowly opened the door. God, this is like my teacher seeing me in my bra and panties.

As I turned, I turned right into Jimin. "Don't be weird, d**k," I told him.

Jimin smirked at the first sight of me, but he didn't speak. He stepped closer to me, which forced me against the wall. My heart beat sped up as Jimin placed one of his hands on the wall beside me, and his other one rested on my side.

It's dimly lit in the hallway, but it's bright enough for me to see Jimin bite his lip as he leaned closer to me. "Eek!" I squealed as Jimin got closer to my face. I panicked and tried to slip by him, but he didn't let me go.

Jimin smirked. "I'm jealous they all get to see you wearing this," he whispered. He began to play with the strap to my top piece while he bit his bottom lip. His face is so close to mine that I can feel his breath.

A few seconds went by, then he took a step back, freeing me from his hold.

Is it this man's mission to make me an emotional mess?

I'm starting to think so.

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