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BTS Reaction: You Wiping Off Their Kiss As A Joke

Jin:

His mouth fell slightly open as he watched you wipe off his kiss, then he immediately grabbed your shoulders and tugged you back towards him.

“If you’re going to wipe off my kiss, I’ll just give you another one!” he teased, pressing his lips against yours once again.

You looked up at him and smirked, then slowly wiped your lips with the back of your palm.

“Alright, I guess I’ll give you another!” he declared, kissing you once more.

As you raised your hand again, he took ahold of your wrist, stopping you.

“Baby, I assure you, no matter how many times you wipe off my kiss, I’m not letting you go until you take one, so you might as well accept it.” he giggled, pressing his forehead against yours.

“Maybe I want to give you one.” you smirked, grabbing hold of the back of his neck to push your faces together. You kissed him roughly, knocking the breath right out of him.

“You could have just asked…” he chuckled shyly, causing you to squish his blushing cheeks. “But you’re not getting the last laugh.” He suddenly picked you up in his arms and carried you to the couch, making you squeal as he threw you down. He crawled on top of you and attacked your face in kisses, and you desperately tried to push him away. “Stop resisting my love Y/N! You know you want my kisses!”

Suga:

You were both cuddled up together on the couch, watching a funny show and enjoying each other’s company. You declared that you were getting up to get some snacks, and he gave you a kiss before you did so. As you stood up, you rubbed your fingers over your lips cheekily, then tried to scuttle away to the kitchen.

“Hey.” Yoongi grumbled deeply, clearly unamused. You turned around to see him looking at you with a cold glare. He pointed his finger down to his lap, snapping his fingers together at you. You slowly approached him and sat down in front of him, staring at him with a bratty grin. He gingerly placed his hand against your cheek, then leaned down and captured your lips in a deep kiss, moving his mouth against yours over and over as he tangled his fingers up in your hair. He nipped at your bottom lip a bit before pulling back, leaving you breathless. “You gonna keep this one?”

“Uh, yeah, I will.” you stammered, taken aback by his bold display of affection.

“Good.” he smirked, ruffling your hair a bit. “Just had to make sure.”

J-Hope:

“Get back here you brat!” he shouted down the hall as he chased after you, smile still wide on his face. “Don’t make me tickle you again!”

“No, anything but that!” you giggled, dashing into the living room. You had just escaped from him pinning you down on the bed and torturing you with relentless tickles as “punishment” for rejecting his kiss.

You ducked behind the couch, wedging yourself against the wall. He stopped in front of it to catch his breath, resting his hands on his hips and smirking at you. “You brought this on yourself Y/N. If you would’ve just accepted my kiss you wouldn’t be in this predicament.”

“Okay, I’m sorry Hobi!” you pleaded, peaking over the top of the couch. “I’m very sorry, I won’t do it again! Just please, please no more tickling! It’s too much!”

“That’s better.” he told you. He crawled on the couch to face you, resting his palms on the back of it. “Now give me a kiss as retribution.”

You giggled before going up on your tiptoes in your squatting position to give him a soft and loving kiss, pressing your fingertips against his jaw to deepen it a bit. “How was that?” you asked, smiling up at him.

“I think I can forgive you now.” he said, nodding his head. “Now will you please come out from behind the couch so we can get back to the movie?”

RM:

He looked genuinely hurt, and you immediately started to regret fooling around. He furrowed his brow and scratched behind his ear before leaning in and looking into your eyes sincerely. “Y/N did I do something wrong? Are you upset with me?”

“No honey I’m not upset, you haven’t done anything wrong.” you assured him, putting both hands on his cheeks lovingly. An IQ of 148 and he still couldn’t tell when you were joking!

“Then… why would you wipe off my kiss? Was it a bad one? I can try better-“ he immediately put his hands on your shoulders and pulled you in for another kiss, this one much deeper and more passionate. You started laughing in the middle of it, making him even more confused. “Oh god am I that bad of a kisser that you’re making fun of me?” he asked worriedly, starting to panic and think he was the worst boyfriend in the world.

“No Namjoon, you’re totally misinterpreting everything!” you cried out, smiling and plopping your head down on his chest in agony. “I only wiped off your kiss to be funny and get a reaction out of you. Then when you tried to kiss me again it was just too cute. I’m sorry I made you worry.”

“Oh, okay!” he smiled adorably, relief washing over his expression. “I’m just happy I’m not a horrible partner.”

“Are you kidding, you’re the best partner in the world!” you reassured him, giving him a light peck on the lips. “I hope this makes up for the confusion.”

Jimin:

He was actually the first one to wipe your kiss off, catching you off guard while you were eating dinner at his place. You immediately decided that you would get him back on your next date, no matter the cost.

You were both walking back to his apartment after a night of drinking with the boys. Your buzz was giving you plenty of confidence as you walked up the steps to his place. As he reached to his pocket for his keys, you tapped him on the shoulder and held out your arms when he looked over at you.

“Awh, does someone want a hug?” he asked lovingly, wrapping his arms around your waist.

“Mm, I want a bit more than just a hug Jimin.” you chuckled, leaning your head back to give him easy access to your lips.

“Oh really? Does my baby want a kiss then?” he teased, his warm breath blowing against your neck. You nodded, looking up at him with an enticingly dark gaze. He happily obliged and closed the distance between you, moving his lips against yours in a few strokes before pulling back and looking at you adoringly.

You decided that this was the perfect moment. You removed your hand from the back of his neck and reached for your lips, but something stopped you before you could wipe off his kiss. You looked down to see him clutching your wrist, a playful grin on his face. “I wouldn’t do that if I were you.”

“W-Why not?” you stuttered, wondering how he knew what you were planning to do.

“Because sweetheart, you can’t out-do the doer.” he taunted, tilting his head from side to side in a cocky manner. “Now, let’s get you inside. I’ll have to teach you how to be a good brat.”

You realized your tactics backfired as Taehyung threw the blanket off of his lap and got up to leave your shared bed that you were cuddling in.

“No come back, Tae I’m sorry!” you pleaded, reaching out and tugging on his sleeve.

“How dare you reject my kiss.” he sulked, looking at the wall defeatedly. “I thought you loved me?”

“Oh my gosh, of course I love you!” you cried, sitting up to wrap both your arms around his one. “I was just joking!”

“Is that all I am to you, a joke?” he scoffed, turning to face you with a look of betrayal as he clutched his heart with his free hand.

“Man, those acting skills are really coming out today aren’t they…” you sighed, rolling your eyes playfully.

“Well I’m not giving you any more kisses until you apologize.” he huffed. He snapped his head away from you dramatically, and you did your best to contain your laughter.

“I’m very sorry for not appreciating your kiss, Taehyung. I’ll never do such a thing in the future.” you told him sincerely, not being able to help the smile that crept up your lips.

“I forgive you.” he chuckled, breaking his character. He practically jumped back on the bed and pinned you down, then took your lips in another kiss. And this time you kept it, mostly because you couldn’t handle him being such a drama king all over again.

Jungkook:

He dramatically threw himself onto the bed as soon as you were both home, shoving himself entirely under the covers with a heavy sigh.

“Jungkook, I said I was sorry!” you laughed, plopping down next to him to shake his shoulders, which were burried under layers of blankets.

“Don’t talk to me!” he sniffled, shriveling up further into the mattress. “You hurt my feelings!”

“I’m very sorry darling, I didn’t mean to.” you told him, trying your best to sound sincere when this was all clearly a fake scenario. He just wanted to use this moment to his advantage and get you to be all sappy, and you knew it. But that didn’t mean you weren’t going to play along. After all, you had started it knowing how much of a baby he was. “I was only trying to be funny.”

“Well, I didn’t laugh at all.” he huffed out against your pillow. Suddenly he sat up, throwing the blankets off the top of his head and crossing his arms over his chest. “I think I can fix it though.”

“How would you like to try?” you asked him, folding your hands together and leaning forward in anticipation.

He leaned down until his face was mere inches from yours, glancing down at your lips before meeting your gaze. His eyes were dark and sultry as he licked his lips, making you freeze in place. “Kiss me.”

You blinked and gulped a tiny bit, then did as he asked and pressed your lips against his. His arms came up to wrap around your back, warm hands caressing your waist as he dove in deeper. Your hands went up to his hair to give it light squeezes, letting yourself get lost in his touch.

When he finally pulled back, you both shared a small smile before he tucked a strand of hair behind your ear. “Did you enjoy that?”

“Of course I did baby.” you told him.

“Good.” he said flatly. Suddenly he rolled up the sleeve of his black hoodie and wiped his palm over his lips painfully slow, eyes locked on yours with a mischievous glint. Your mouth dropped open before he gave you a devious grin. “Now we’re even.”

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