You and Jeongin were making out in his room. All the others were probably just being annoying somewhere else. He pulled you onto his lap, making you straddle him. Your hands were in his hair and his hands were on your hips. He pulls away from this kiss and looks into your eyes. Jeongin: "Don't hate me for this." You: "For what?" His hands slide under your shirt and he starts tickling your sides.