Y/N POV:

As Jimin went into the kitchen, I took a moment to settle my heart and breathing. What the hell had just happened? He had come into the room in a tight shirt and those sweatpants hanging low on his sexy hips. The way that expanse of honey skin had showed and the way he ran his hand through that blond hair made my knees weak and my breathing uneven. When he stood close to me, my heart fluttered in anticipation, but the little shit was only reaching for the remote.

I ran a hand down my face trying to draw my thoughts away from his incredibly toned body, a body that I had seen naked more times than I could count when he was in little space. Unfortunately right now, I could not think of him as a little. Right now, he was very much a man. A man I desired more than I wanted to admit.

Jimin came into the room with a couple paper plates and some cans of soda. He set them on the table then turned to me, a smile on those perfect plump lips. "Did you pick a movie Y/N?" he asked, eyeing me.

I held up the case in my hand. "Home Alone?" I asked. "Is that alright? I was kind of in the mood for something funny."

Jimin nodded but a look of disappointment crossed his face. "That's fine, but no horror movies?"

I shook my head quickly. "If we watched a horror movie, I'd end up in your lap," I said with a laugh.

Jimin sent me a smile. "I wouldn't mind that so much," he said, his grin sly.

"What do you mean?" I asked, sure I was misunderstanding where the conversation was headed.

Jimin waved a hand at me. "I only meant I wouldn't mind protecting you from the scary movie," he said. "I'm a big strong man after all." I laughed as Jimin flexed a muscle, but then stared as the sleeve of the t-shirt tightened around his obviously toned bicep.

"I don't know about the big part, but I definitely know you're strong," I said, tearing my eyes from his arms.

"Hmmm... I'm bigger than you think," Jimin said, sending me another sly grin. He laughed at my shocked expression. "Remember I'm taller than you."

What is happening to me? Everything he said made my mind go straight to the gutter. I wanted to strip him out of his clothes and kiss every inch of his beautiful skin. I wanted to press my lips to his plump ones and feel him slide his tongue in my mouth. I wanted to feel the weight of his body as he pressed me into the couch, pleasuring the both of us until we couldn't see straight.

Oh my god. I gave my head a quick shake, trying to clear it of the thoughts I was having about Jimin. I couldn't be thinking this way about him. There was no way he could be having these same thoughts. He was probably just getting more comfortable with me in big space and feeling open enough to tease me. However, if he didn't stop with his teasing, I was going to rip his clothes off and take matters into my own hands.

The doorbell rang interrupting my less than innocent thoughts. "Want to put the movie in while I get the pizza Y/N?" Jimin asked.

I nodded vacantly and turned towards the television. I opened the case, taking the movie out and putting it in the Blu-Ray player. I turned the television and got the movie ready to go. I could hear Jimin thank the delivery guy and shut the door. He came into the room as I was bending over, setting the remote on the table.

"So hot," I head from behind me. I stood up quickly and turned around. Jimin held up the pizza. "The box is really hot," he said, coming in and setting it down on the table. As he bent over, his sweatpants stretched tight across his perfect round ass and I had the urge to smack it. I stuck my hands in my pockets, trying to control the trembling and sat down on the couch.

Jimin turned to me. "You okay?" he asked. "Your cheeks are all flushed." He sat down next to me and moved close to my face. My eyes went directly to those plush lips and my heart stuttered as he lifted a hand. I almost whined out loud in disappointment as he merely touched the back of his hand to my forehead as though checking for a fever. "You don't seem warm to me."

I waved away his hand. "I'm fine. Let's just eat," I said, trying to keep my voice steady.

Jimin shrugged. "If you insist," he said, handing me a plate and opening the box.

Reaching over, I picked up a slice of pizza setting it on my plate. I took a bite, closing my eyes and letting out a little moan as the combined flavors of spicy sausage, sweet sauce, and melted cheese exploded on my tongue. I do love a good pizza.

I turned to look at Jimin and noticed him watching me, his own cheeks flushed. "You going to eat?" I asked, gesturing towards the box.

Jimin shook his head as though to clear it. He picked up a plate and placed a slice of pizza on it. I watched him take a bite, his eyes closing in delight. "Mmmm... so good," he said, opening his eyes. I watched as his pink tongue darted out to lick a smidgen of sauce that had clung to his bottom lip.

God I want to kiss him so bad. My thoughts were running crazy in my mind. I tried to calm down by leaning forward and grabbing the remote to start the movie. Within the first 15 minutes of the movie, my mind cleared and I was able to enjoy the movie with the handsome man by my side.

As the movie continued, I started paying more attention to Jimin than the movie itself. His sweet giggle melted my heart and the way his eyes lit up tugged at my soul. I couldn't believe how lucky I was to have this impossibly beautiful man by my side. I loved him so much more than I had wanted to admit to myself. I would give anything to be able to call him mine, but my heart dropped when I realized this was not the relationship we had. I was only his caregiver and that's all I would ever be to him.