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“That’s all” the tall man left the last boxes on the floor and smiled towards the boy in front of him. Blew his light pink hair and nod awkwardly. “Call me if you need something”.
The boy nod as he saw his father leaving the apartment. All of his life Jimin was living with his mother. His father appeared in his life more like a distant friend figure than like a father one. And the moments like this one were awkward for both of them. They didn’t know how to act like a real family and they didn’t do it. Jimin needed help with the moving and his father was the only ‘friend’ whom he could call. That was all. The boy looked around the room and sighed. He hated to move to a new place, but at least this time he was going to stay here for a bit longer than usual. A much more, if everything was going as planned. His mother’s work required frequent moving from town to town, every six months and sometimes even more often. In the beginning it was annoying but as the time passed, Jimin adapted to this way of living. He got used to the thought that he will never stay in the same school from the start to the end of the year, that he will never find a real friends and because of that he found a compromise option. Between the four walls of his home he was the sweet and kind Jimin. Too shy and innocent for the cruel world. But once he was outside, he turned into sexy Jimin. And, oh man, he was such a tease. He knew exactly how to speak and how to act. With this innate charm and charisma, flirting with his whole being without even trying. He was born with it.
Not friendship, but fun. That’s what he was seeking, thinking that it was all he need. The opening of the door drew Jimin out of his thoughts and he turned around just in time to see the surprised but calm face of his, probably, roommate. “Hi” Jimin smiled cutely and waved his hand low down to his waist, his long sleeves down over his fingers. He didn’t know how to act, but one thing was sure. This guy was hot. Messy black hair, lose black shirt and ripped jean. He looked tired as if he only needed to lean somewhere to fall asleep. But it made him look divine. “You have to be Jimin. I’m Yoongi.” The new boy was standing from his bed when his roommate introduced himself. Jimin pulled his sleeve up to show his hand and handed it.
“Cute” Yoongi chuckled and the other boy’s cheeks turned red. “Ahm.. I’m going to clean here as quickly as possible” the pink haired boy scratched his neck and looked apologetically. His stuff were all over the apartment, not only in his room. It was a bit messy. “Don’t worry. Just tell me if you need some help”. A soft smile appeared on Yoongi’s lips a moment before he turn his back and enter his room. The evening went smoothly. To have someone to have dinner with was more enjoyable then Jimin ever imagined. And he was surprised from himself. In the presence of a hot guy like Yoongi, the boy hasn’t even thought to show his sexy self. With him it didn’t fell necessary.
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First day in university. Jimin hated the first days. They were nasty, filled with repeating the same learned words in front of new people. As if they cared who or what you are.However, this time it was different. No one greeted him. No one looked at him. As if he wasn’t even there. They did not notice his presence. And the first time he heard his name was in his PE class, from where they chased him out because of his outfit. Black skinny jeans and leather boots were clearly not suitable, but honestly, he did not care. He didn’t even know why this class was on his schedule. ‘Meh’ he thought and left the building.The yard was empty and Jimin took advantage of the opportunity to look around. He head towards the back where he had earlier noticed a few boys to give each other a cigarette. Now the place was empty, except the lonely male figure, leaned against the massive stone fence. It was tall and strong, with a good body, he could say.Dressed in black from head to toe. With dark brown hair and slightly tanned skin. He had that cocky appearance even if he was just standing there, doing absolutely nothing.Jimin walked toward him. With his badass gait and confident expression. He passed by him slowly, ensuring that his flirty wink will not remain unnoticed.The boy, in turn, also liked to flirt. He stopped instantly the tease in front of him, wrapping a hand around it’s waist.“Are you new here” the tall boy asked with a smirk.“Yes. And I think I lost myself. Will you help me?” Jimin asked innocently, sliding a hand on his shoulder, without moving the one on his own waist.“I think you’re in the right place” the dark haired boy smiled and pressed Jimin against the wall.“Maybe” the physically smaller boy gave him a playful answer as he moved his hands over the strong body.The other boy tried to kiss Jimin, but Jimin moved his head quickly.“No kiss allowed”“Then what is allowed?”“Anything else”The tall boy smirked, slid his hands over Jimin’s round ass, and grabbed it tight, making him moan slightly.“You are such a slut,” the boy laughed. “What’s your name?” he asked as he saw figures in the distance, recognizing them as his friends.“Jimin” the smaller answered out of breath. He haven’t had sex for a month or two and by now he was desperate for something more than his short fingers.“Well, Jimin. We’ll see again” the other winked seductively and left him by the fence, wondering what exactly was happening.In the end, the first day wasn’t so bad after all.
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The next few days were painfully boring. Jimin wasn’t good at making friendships with people and for some reason he didn’t want to flirt with everyone he met. Several times, he met the boy from the fence who donated him with different touch every time. Ass grabbing, crotch rubbing and even sometimes a small bites on the neck, which were only light red and desperate within an hour or two. All this teasing was fun, but Jimin never learned the boy’s name and that was making him sad.
On top of it, he spent less time with Yoongi. The older boy usually was in his room the whole time. He only went out for dinner, but when he was late, he always make sure he calls Jimin, so the boy won’t wait for him vainly. In addition, Jimin was grateful for those kind gestures, but he was still very lonely. It was Friday and as usual, Jimin was walking to the exit of the university.“Jimin!” was heard in the distance, but the boy thought he was imagining it. “Jiminnie!”He turned around and noticed the dark haired boy, which was running toward him. “Jungkook, slow down” another dark haired boy appeared from behind, panting in exhaustion. Finally, Jimin found the name he was interested in. “Hey, Jimin. Some friends and I are going to have fun. Are you coming?”“M-me?” He asked incredulously.“Don’t believe him. He wants to use you,” the other boy laughed. “I’m Jin by the way.”“That’s not true!” Jungkook almost screamed like a little boy. “It’s true. We will go out in pairs and the little Kook doesn’t want to be alone” the two boys began a little, childish fight. “Okay” Jimin laughed and nodded. The boys looked at him with surprise. They did not expect to be so easy, but said nothing as they grabbed his hands and tugged him. After half an hour, the boys found themselves in some cafeteria, sitting with another three.A boy with a light brown hair and a boxy smile, whish name was Taehyung, but they called him Tae for short, was cuddling in the corner with a boy with big smile and loud laugh, called Hoseok. They were the first pair and so into themselves, that they did not pay much attention to the surrounding environment. A purple hair boy, named Namjoon, looked at Jin with big grin, took him in his lap and kissed him passionately. Everyone, except Jungkook and Tae, were older than Jimin.“Kook found a new boyfriend?” Namjoon asked after they ordered. “Who knows?” said the youngest one and laughed.“We’re just flirting… for now” Jimin said with a smirk. He could already feel Jungkook’s hand on the inner side of his tight. The fun did not stopped here. A little later, the cafeteria turned into a bar. Alcohol and dances joined the company. Submissive to good mood, Jimin forgot that he couldn’t drink. He became more careless and even more needy than usual. Jungkook saw that, but he preferred not to take advantage, no matter how hard he wanted it. It was better to take care of his hyung. He led him to the entrance of the apartment (good thing it was close) and for a moment he thought about kissing him. However, he didn’t do it. Instead, he left a little red mark on his neck and left before Jimin’s needy protesting moans to make him do something, he would regret later.
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Jimin entered the apartment and got to his room with great difficulty. His mind was so blurred from the alcohol and the sexual need in him was increasing. And if he was excited when Kook sucked his neck in front of the door, now when he was undressing his jeans, he was painfully hard. But he didn’t want to do something about it. He knew that he himself won’t be enough to satisfy the need. He would just make extra noise. Jimin shrank into the bed, begging for his condition to change from itself. Although it was impossible. Even the thin material of his boxers and his loose shirt were driving him insane. “Where the fuck you was?” Yoongi rushed into the room, worried and angry. “You could at least text me,” he shouted but at the next moment, he went silent, looking at the yelping mess that Jimin was. “Are you drunk?” the older boy asked with a calm voice, smelling the slight alcohol in the air. “Y-yeah” Jimin choked on his words. Yoongi turned around, ready to leave, but then he heard the sweet, silent voice from behind. “Hyung, h-help me” he begged. His eyes were wet from tears, swallow lips and hand pressed between his legs. He looked labored. So fuckable. So desperate. His need was painful. Yoongi stayed there in silence for a minute. Then he closed the door and went to the bed, sitting on its edge. “It h-hurts” Jimin groaned silently. The older put his hands gently between the other’s hips, separating them slowly. His fingers massaging the soft skin of his inner tights. “Let me see” he said with a low, warm voice. The younger removed his hand, revealing the painfully big bulge, his boxers soaked with pre-cum. Yoongi removed the thin material and licked his lips at the sight of the trembling erection in front of him. He wrapped his long fingers around the thick haft and moved up and down slowly. His thumb rubbing the tip of the head. However, this didn’t satisfy the younger boy. Yoongi wet his lips once again and moved his tongue along the length, placing a light kiss on top. Jimin gasped when the black haired boy wrapped his lips around it wholly, sinking down on his length. The relief of having Yoongi’s mouth on him mixing with the pleasure brought on by the heat as he bobbed his head and took in more was stunning. Jimin run his trembling fingers through the others messy hair, gripping tightly enough for him to feel it, but letting him continue his own pace.Yoongi continued to bob, sucking as much as he could into his mouth and holding it there, humming slightly. He reached his hand up and scrapped lightly at the sensitive skin of Jimin’s belly.The younger mewt quietly and shut his eyes. It wasn’t long before he came hard into Yoongi’s mouth and Yoongi swallowed only part of it, leaving a little mess on purpose.Jimin said something quietly a second before he collapsed from exhaustion. The black haired boy laughed. No, there was nothing funny in it, but he laughed anyway. An unknown warm feeling started to form inside him, but it didn’t make sense. In the morning, his roommate wouldn’t remember a thing and this would remain behind both their backs. Yoongi covered the sleeping boy with a clean blanket. Jimin was so adorable that the older couldn’t hold himself from kissing his forehead before returning to his room. He had to take care of one small problem before falling asleep.
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“Gaaah… “A long groan spread across the room. Last night, drinking, dancing and all the other stuff he didn’t remember, were fun, but this hangover was killing him. Jimin was feeling awful. He had headache, his vision was still a little blur, his body hurts and he was stained with his semen, or he hoped so. The bad thing was that Jimin had no memories about last night after the third drink. There were blunted memories including lap dances, Taehyung and Hoseok fucking in the store behind the bar, Jungkook kissing his neck in front of the apartment’s door, but the most blurred part was after that. Jimin was curled in his bed and Yoongi was there too. He kissed his forehead before the younger fall asleep. It was too real. Jimin could still feel Yoongi’s fingers around his dick and his own fingers gripping on the soft black locks. Nevertheless, it was just a dream. Obviously the reason for his ruined underwear. He have never had those kind of dreams, but there’s first time for everything, right? The big question was: why Yoongi? Why his roommate, who probably didn’t even know in what a slut Jimin was turning when he feel the need. However, the boy didn’t continue thinking much about it. It was less painful to stop thinking and to let the hot water remove the few remaining memories of the night. “Drink that” Yoongi pointed at a glass of water and a pill, which he had left the countertop a minutes before Jimin to enter the kitchen, still in his home clothes. “It will help.” “Thanks” the boy replied. He drank the pill and opened the fridge, searching something to eat. The whole time he could feel Yoongi’s gaze on his back. “What?” he asked slightly annoyed from the act. “You could at least text me that you’ll be late” “Sorry, hyung” Jimin put his hands in his sleeves, playing with the hem. No matter how good we felt last night, now he was feeling guilty. He betrayed his hyung and made him worry. It was terrible. “Don’t hyung me!” suddenly the black haired boy exploded. “Do you know how much I worried for you?!” he got off his chair and kicked it in anger. His pale fingers running through his raven locks, contrasting so beautifully as he sighed heavily. Yoongi was ready to hit something when he noticed the scared expression on Jimin’s face. His hands were wrapped around his body, trying to protect himself and hoping he can become even smaller and unnoticeable. His eyes were open wild, expanded dimly, pupils full of fear and sorrow. Moreover, shame. He was ashamed of his actions. That’s why he was looking at his bare feet. He didn’t dare to look his hyung in the eyes. At this moment, Yoongi regretted his words and actions. He was angry, because he was concerned. For him the younger boy was gentle and kind creature, so fragile, that he was feeling the physical need to take care of him. But this wasn’t the right way. The older felt like he was shouting at a puppy, when he had done nothing wrong and only wanted to play. “I’m sorry” the black haired boy apologized and made a step toward the boy, but Jimin continued to stand in the same defensive position. “It’s o-okay, hyung. I understand. I’m s-sorry” Jimin himself couldn’t understand why he was so upset. Wasn’t it normal for roommates to have a fight? No. This wasn’t the case. All of his life no one have worried about him. No one carried what he’s doing or when he’s back home. But now, when he had a person next to him, Jimin felt awful because he was a failure. Nothing more than a burden for everyone around him. The boy felt tears forming in his eyes and turned around, ready to head back to his room. Fuck his damn sensitivity and the stupid alcohol. But before he could reach the door, the younger felt a pair of hands turning him around, making him face their owner and pulled him into a gentle but tight hug. A little sob escaped Jimin’s lips. “I’m sorry. Let’s forget about it” the pink haired boy nodded and they stayed like this for a while. Jimin was satisfied. He loved hugs even more than he loved to be fucked. And no matter how awkward this situation was, a hug was a hug.
(NOTE: This me. Hugs for my readers. Hope there are any)
On the other hand, Yoongi started to feel strange. The boy’s vulnerability at this moment reminded him of the last night’s events. And no matter how bad he wanted to protect him as an older brother, there was a dark side, deep down in his mind, that craved to destroy that innocence. To break Jimin and make him whimper. He wanted so bad to… “I have to get ready” the words drew Yoongi out of his thoughts and the two boys separated from each other. “Take it” Jimin accepted the sandwich that the other gave him with a warm smile and got back to his room. He had to talk with Jungkook.
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It was a long time ago. Jin was in his last year of high school. Popular for both his mind and look.Namjoon was just a smart shy kid.They met in the library and the younger fell in love miserably. He was just a hormonal teenager who was struggling with his crush, believing he’ll never notice him. However, Jin had other plans. He not just noticed the boy, he wanted him. Of course, he had to play hard to get because of his reputation, so he ignored the younger’s love signals.However, it was late at night when it happened.Namjoon was studying until late. He was too tired and too distracted to learn something more, so he was sitting there, dreaming about Jin.Jin, who was sitting on the other table.The younger was staring at his back, imagining what would be to be under him, leaving red marks on this beautiful broad shoulders, supporting himself as he bounce on his dick. Namjoon was a virgin but this doesn’t mean he’s not doing stuff. At first, he was getting off with the thought of Jin under him. Fucking him slow and passionate or receiving a blowjob. The thought of his pink plush lips around his shaft was mind blowing, so both were good imagines. But there was that one time when Namjoon was too horny. He needed something more. Therefore, he decided to try fingering himself. At first, it was painful. Tears formed in his eyes. But then the image of Jin’s gentle fingers, long and slim, appeared in his mind and immediately everything became more pleasurable.The boy was too caught in his dreams. His hand slipped in his lap, his fingers lightly brushing his clothed member. A silent moan escaped his lips, but he didn’t care, completely forgetting that he wasn’t alone. After the second moan, Namjoon felt a presence in front of him. He opened his eyes just to meet Jin’s handsome face a few inches away of his own. “Should I help?” the older asked with a kind smile on his face.“N-no” Namjoon felt so embarrassed. His face was all red, his voice was trembling and his heart was going to explode. “Why? Isn’t it because of me?” Jin chuckled. He was finding it cute how the boy was acting. Worried and ashamed of his condition, shy and innocent. But Jin knew him better. He knew very well every sound the younger can make. The quiet whimpers, the lustful trembling of his voice, repeating Seokjin’s name like a mantra, the loud groan he was letting when he was reaching his climax. Yeah, he knew it well. He have seen the boy’s actions many times and with every time, he wanted more and more to interrupt his actions and make his dreams come true. But until now it was just an innocent (or not so) stalking. “I-I…” Namjoon was speechless. Too shocked to get his mind together. “Let me help you” Jin gently rubbed his finger against the other’s cheek. The feeling was so pleasurable that the younger had to hold another moan and just nodded, not trusting his voice. The older grabbed his hand and pulled him in the dark between the shelves. Their lips met in a sweet insecure kiss, which fastly turned into passionate fight for dominance, Jin won. His hands moved along Namjoon’s torso, reaching his clothed bulge. Jin wanted to be gentle, but the need in him was growing. He ended the games, falling on his knees. His skillful fingers removed the clothes fastly, letting Namjoon’s shaft free. It was standing straight against the stomach. Not so long like Jin’s, but thicker. The head, same color as Namjoon’s lips, was beautifully leaking with pre-cum. “Is that because of me?” Jin asked, holding his breath. “So hard. So pretty” he rubbed his fingers gently over the other’s tights. His plump lips placing teasing kisses on the inner side. And then it happened. Jin lifted his head, looking the younger straight at the eyes as he licked his sinful lips. Admiration and unspeakable hunger written on his face. It was too much for the virgin and Namjoon came on the other’s face. “Oh, God. Hyung. I’m so sorry. I-I didn’t mean to” he started apologizing, worried that he fucked up everything. But the other just laughed. He licked his lips, tasting the boy.“Mmm…” he moaned silently. “So delicious. But next time I want it all.” Seokjin placed a kiss on the tip before pulling up his jeans. “What?” Namjoon’s jaw dropped down.“I want more of you, Joonie” The older purred and smiled lightly before leaving.That’s how they started dating
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You remember the innocent sweet ball that was Jimin in the morning with Yoongi? Well, he wasn’t like that now. At the moment he left the apartment, as if switch was pushed, he turned into his sexy self. Tight jeans, plain t-shirt, leather jacket, great hairstyle with his forehead on point… Yeah, whatever was happening between the walls of his home, it stayed there.On the other hand, whatever was happening in front of his door, had to be discussed. No matter what happened that night, he wanted to know the details. “Lookin’ great, Jimin. How you feel?” Tae was sitting in the roots of the tree, they had agreed to wait each other. His hands here gently wrapped around the boyfriend in his lap.“I’m fine, but I don’t remember anything from last night” the boy rubbed his temple and looked around the park. “Where’s Jungkook?”“He’s coming with the rest… here they are” Hobi looked at the direction, from which their friends were coming, after that he turned to his boyfriend, placing a sweet kiss on his lips.“Wow, Jiminnie. You look better than I expected” Jungkook admired, standing next to the boy.“What do you mean?”“Oh, well… last night you were such a mess. I thought it would have effect on you, but look at yourself. Wow” the youngest boy truly admired his hyung’s look. And not only that. He looked at him with adoration, as if he was trying to burn permanently the image in his mind. “What happened last night?” Jimin asked, scared of what the answer may be.“You don’t remember?” Kookie wondered and reminded silent for a moment. Everything he wanted to do with the pink haired boy emerged again in his mind. Everything he could have done… No! Jungkook didn’t regret. It was better that he didn’t do a move. If he was going to make his hyung scream, it would be in a way, he won’t be able to forget.“Nothing serious. I took you home before there was any chance of something to happen and you to regret after” simply answered the boy. There was no point going into details. How they danced close to each other. Sweaty bodies, skin to skin. Hands moving over the clothes. How good lap dancer was Jimin. Wiggling seductively on Jungkook’s crotch, his irresistible ass brushing light against the clothed bulge, whispering hot words and letting sweet moans into his ear. Or just how good his touching was. Some things were better to remind unspoken… at least for now.“And this?” Jimin pulled the collar of his jacket, showing a big dark red spot on his neck.Silence.“Kook” Namjoon said with an imperious tone, knowing what this little horny shit is capable of. And this hickey was just the type he leaved while pounding hard into someone.“I couldn’t hold myself. It’s just this one on your neck. Nothing more. I swear” Jungkook said fast.“No lips?” Jimin moved his eyebrow in question.“No lips.” The youngest nodded and a small smile appeared on his lips.“What’s with the lips?” Jin asked, sitting on the bench nearby.“No kiss allowed. That’s his rule. But everything else…” Jungkook didn’t finish his sentence. Instead, he hugged the pink haired boy from behind and cupped his crotch playfully. Jimin giggled but didn’t move the hand.The rest laughed light on the playfulness of the two boys, which didn’t stop with only this touch. Kook was shamelessly running his hands over the other’s body and the older seemed like he was enjoying himself.“I still don’t understand” Jin stopped the game just in time, before the hot atmosphere increase into a dangerous level.“Oh, Jinnie” Namjoon sighed. His boyfriend was way too innocent.When it comes to bed, Jin was amazing. Only he was able to bare Namjoon’s taste and truly enjoy it. Taking his whole length, always craving for more. Just the way he looked at Namjoon’s cock with such adoration, admiration and unspeakable hunger was enough for the younger boy to come untouched. And that’s what happened the first time, but they never talked about that. It was too embarrassing and personal to share it with anyone.But when it comes to daily relationship, it was totally different. Jin was all sweet and innocent. Cuddles and romantic stuff. He lived for it. And because of that, he usually couldn’t catch the secret meaning behind the other’s words.“He used to be one night boy” the youngest one decided that it would be better if he tell his hyungs more about their new friend before they hear something and jump to wrong conclusions.“Used?” Jimin looked at him confused. As far as he knew, he still didn’t have a serious relationship (he never had one actually) and he still was searching entertainment for a night, although these days the luck wasn’t with him.“Why you think no one touched you, hyung?” the boy asked as if the answer was obvious.“I-I don’t know. Maybe…”
“Maybe is because they know that you’re my target. And no one touch what’s mine” Jungkook might was the youngest one it the group but same as the others, he had win himself respect and a high position in the school hierarchy. No one dares to touch those boys.“What do you mean?” the pink haired boy couldn’t understand. Maybe it was because his head wasn’t cleared and maybe was because he couldn’t believe that the words meant what he thought.“It means that I want you, Jiminnie. But not for just a night. I want all of you in all possible ways. Every day, every night. I want you only for me.” Jungkook put his hands on the other’s waist and pulled him closer. He leaned to kiss his lips by instinct, but in the last moment, he placed a little kiss on the tip of his nose. The younger wanted to show his affection and adoration in non-sexual way and without to kiss him.“I-I….” Jimin didn’t know what to say. He felt heat growing on his cheeks and he hid his face into the taller boy’s chest. Jungkook instinctively wrapped his hands around the smaller boy and at this moment, he realized that he was beginning to develop deep feelings he didn’t understand.„Awww… you’re so cute” Hobi couldn’t hold his fangirl reactions, making a cute sound. Taehyung chuckled and placed a sweet kiss on his cheek. The rest laughed as Jimin continued to hide himself.“So, what do you say, hyung? Will you go out with me?” the youngest ask as he smiled cutely to the pink hair below him.“Y-yes” Jimin stepped back and answered shyly. For the first time his shell was cracking and he was insecure. He was scared of what would happen. The unknown frightened him so much, but for the first time in his life, he felt like he could trust someone.‘Well, not for a first’ a tiny voice appeared in his head, whispering that he already met someone in front of whom he hadn’t even thought of pretending to be someone who he is not. In front of whom he was only the real Jimin.
Yoongi.
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The boys separated a few hours later this day. They were tired, in need of a good rest. And Hobi barely walked, for obvious reasons.Jimin wanted to do some shopping before heading back home. The food in the fridge was little and, besides, he was in such a good mood, that he wanted to cook a special dinner. Yoongi-hyung’s favorite.The boy wasn’t the best at cooking. He still had much to learn, but he was good. His mother never had the time to cook. Or clean. She wasn’t the housewife type and take care of the house since he was 12. He was embarrassed to say it aloud, but at some point, he was proud of himself.“I’m home,” the boy said as he closed the door, but there was no answer. No matter how busy Yoongi was, he always greeted him.The younger walked around the apartment but it was empty. Next step – knocking on his door.Nothing.“Yoongi?” Jimin opened the door slightly and peeked. The room was pitch black. The boy turned on the lights, but they didn’t help much. The dim light barely reached the floor, throwing shady shadows.The room was simply furnished. Under the window with thick blinds was located a bid bed. The covers were tangled in a ball in one end and little pillows in the other end and part of the floor. The bed looked so messy, but very comfortable at the same time.‘No wonder that hyung spend so much time sleeping’ thought the boy and looked at the other part of the room. A little desk with an extra cabinet; something that looked like a mini fridge and some apparatus, which he couldn’t see well from the threshold, but he didn’t want to go inside. Jimin respected the personal space and no matter how curious he was, he felt bad even from just opening the door.The phone ringed a few times and the pink haired boy jumped on his place. He haven’t realized he was holding his breath.There were two new messages.
Jungkookie
Friday. Movie&dinner? ;P
Jimin ♥
Sounds great ^^
That was Jungkook’s way to ask him out and Jimin was happy about it. But the next conversation made him even happier.
Yoongi-hyung
Don’t wait me. I won’t be home ‘till tomorrow.
But
I’ll make it up.
Jiminnie
There’s no need. Don’t worry about me
Be safe
J
Yoongi-hyung
No. I want it.
I’ll treat you to dinner.
Just choose place you want to go.
Jiminnie
No. I can’t
Yoongi-hyung
That is not an answer for me.
I’ll explain it all tomorrow.
Just…
Say yes
Jiminnie
Okay. I can’t reject you again.
Yoongi-hyung
Good boy.
Good night, Jiminnieh
Jiminnie
Take care of yourself,
Hyungie~
Jimin send the name of some restaurant before throwing his phone on the bed. He haven’t realized that he was smiling wild. For a day, he had made plans for a date and a dinned.This day couldn’t be better.
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The next day passed slowly and painfully boring.Jimin wake up late. Sadly finding himself alone in the kitchen. He didn’t want to eat his late breakfast alone. It was better to skip than to eat without Yoongi. But when he entered the room, something grabbed his attention. There was a bright orange stick note on the fridge.
Excited for tonight.
PS: eat at least lunch, Jimin
-Y
It was written in a beautiful handwriting and made Jimin’s heart skip a beat. Yoongi was taking care for him even when he wasn’t there. For some reason the older knew that Jimin would want to skip a meal, but Jimin didn’t care. It was nice no matter what.After he made himself a lunch, Jimin moved his attention to school. He done his homeworks and learned his material. Then he moved to the next thing.Cleaning.He cleaned the apartment and even washed the windows. The place looked like a new, all shiny and fresh, expect one spot – Yoongi’s room. Jimin knew that the older would be pissed if someone touch his things and the boy didn’t want to fuck up everything just when his mood was so cheerful and good.On the other hand, no matter how busy he was, Jungkook was always sending cute messaged to, still not, his boyfriend.
Jungkookie
Jimin, I’m sad
Jimin ♥
Why?
Jungkookie
All hyungs left me T.T
Let’s hang out ^^
Jimin ♥
I can’t, Kookie ;(
Jungkookie
What’s with you all?
Jimin ♥
I…
Jimin wasn’t sure what to say. He knew Kook was a little possessive, fine, very possessive, and if he tell him what he was planning to do, he might get pissed. In his jealous eyes this could look like a date. And it wasn’t. Jimin ♥
I have to help my roommate
Jungkookie
I understand.
Tomorrow then?
Jimin ♥
I’m free
Jungkookie
That’s great.
We’ll meet after school.
Jimin ♥
Okay. I have to go now, Kookie ^^
Jimin took his time to get ready. It was the first time he will see Yoongi outside their home. The first time they will spend more than hour or two together and Jimin was way too excited.He spend a long time thinking what to wear, how to look, but finally he decided to be himself.Usually he wasn’t against the idea of getting some fun in the restaurant’s toilets, but Yoongi didn’t know this sexy appearance and it would lead to some problems. Besides, Jimin was going to be in a relationship soon, so it was better to forget about this possibility.This night was going to be awesome.
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Yoongi was stunning, standing in front of the restaurant. His black suit looked expensive. Coat falling heavily over his shoulders, velvet inner side contrasting beautifully with the pure white material of the shirt, tucked in the suit pants, which hugged so perfectly his lower part, combined with his favorite belt, wrapped around his waist. Silk tae loosened around his pale neck. His black hair was a bit messy, but it suited him well. The whole vision was finished with thin glasses. Oh, dear God. Jimin loved glasses. But Jimin himself was shamed of his outfit. He knew that the place have some class, but it wasn’t expensive. He choose it because he never liked to spend money for some high-class shit, but it was a special dinner with Yoongi after all. That’s why he thought it won’t be necessary to wear something so official. The pink haired boy decided to wear black jeans, not his skinny ones, he wanted to be comfortable. Plain white shirt a little baggy but tight around the neck, so his skin wasn’t so exposed and a dark bomber jacket. His hair was as he was home. A cute bow. “I-I didn’t know you’ll look like that” he said worried, as he looked at his shoes. “Don’t worry” Yoongi smiled, but the younger didn’t see it. He was too focused on his feet to dare to look up. Jimin felt the older’s fingers gripping on his jacket. “Give me that,” Yoongi commanded, but his voice stayed gentle and warm. The boy let the other undress him and in a matter of seconds, his bomber was replaced with something bigger and warmer.Yoongi’s coat. “H-hyung…” he gasped. “Let’s go inside” the black haired boy said and Jimin obeyed, enjoying the new feeling. It was big and smelled like the older, but it was comfortable and Jimin felt good in it.…The night was going perfectly. The two boys talked about everything that popped up in their mind, laughed a lot, to the point where Jimi had tears forming in his eyes all that while enjoying the food. “About the thing I wanted to say…” Yoongi started, but something interrupt him. Jimin’s phone was vibrating as if the world depended on those messages. The device looked like it was going to explode soon.“Ah, I’m so sorry, hyung. Can I?” the older boy nodded understanding. At least he was happy that Jimin found a friend who won’t leave him alone even for an hour. He knew how shy and anxious the younger could be and Yoongi was happy that there is someone who can take care of Jimin if he fuck up everything again. The smile that formed on his roommate’s lips was small and shy. Obviously well restrained. “Someone special?” Yoongi teased with a light grin as Jimin locked his phone with a sigh and put it inside his pocked. He wasn’t so sure he wanted to hear the answer, though.“I wanted to tell you, hyung, that…” the pink haired boy took a deep breath. His voice was shaking, he wasn’t sure if he have to tell it. But he wanted Yoongi to know. Still, he felt the heat on his cheeks as he started playing with the hem of his t-shirt, before speaking again. “I-I have something like boyfriend”
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“I-I have something like boyfriend.”
“Something like?” the older was confused. What does that mean? Are they fuck buddies? Please, just not that, Yoongi begged.“Yeah, our first date is on Friday but we’re already close.”Inner relieve.“That’s great, Minnie” the older said with a big smile on his face. He sounded happy, but there was a sad curve on his lips, a bitter note in his voice. Jimin never noticed them.“Thanks. And what you wanted to say?” the younger looked at him like a curious puppy.“Oh, nothing much. For a couple of month I will be more free, so I’ll be able to spend less time in my room and more time with you. But with your boyfriend, I’ll only be an obstacle” Yoongi faked a laugh. He faked a laugh. It was short and awkward. Still, he made it sound real.However, that wasn’t the truth. Well, it was. But not the whole truth. There were so many other things that Yoongi wanted to say, to do, but he didn’t. He preferred to stay quiet and just watch the overwhelming happiness of the boy in front of him. It was the best for both of them.Besides, the older thought it was nothing. A small need from the other night. But what was that unfamiliar heavy feeling in his chest?“We’re closing soon” the waitress interrupt his thoughts.“Oh, okay. We’re almost done” the boy laughed, giving her the money. Time flies fast. It was already this late. “It’s late and you have school tomorrow. Go home”“Why this sound like we won’t go home together?” Jimin asked with lightly scared tone. Everything was perfect. Why he become so cold suddenly? Was he doing something wrong? Did he make him angry in some way? The boy was worries that he had done something bad, as always.“I want to get a few drinks and I saw you the other night. You can’t bear the alcohol” Yoongi was concerned, really, but all he wanted right now was to be alone. Ne needed to be alone.“I don’t have to drink. I can just keep you company” he said with a hope in his eyes.“Go home, Jimin!” Yoongi’s voice was harsh and cold, like he never was before. There wasn’t even a shadow of the cute nickname he gave him before. His sweet voice was lost in feeling Jimin couldn’t understand, or more – fully notice.The black haired boy regrets his words immediately, but there was nothing he could do about it. He was angry and if he tried to fix it, it would only become worse.The boys leaved the restaurant in silence, they didn’t talk to each other and this continued until they reached their building. Yoongi had decided to walk Jimin home. During that time he was emotionless. Not even a single expression crossed his face. He was calmer now and he used the time to enjoy the walk.The younger, however, wasn’t so calm. He couldn’t stop wondering what he did wrong. He was deep in his thoughts, nervously pulling down the jacket’s sleeves.“The coat, Y-yoongi” the boy tried to stay calm but his high pitched voice was shaking against his will.“Keep it” a gentle smile appeared on the dark haired boy’s lips.“But” he tried to protest, but he was shut immediately.“I’ll be fine, Jiminnie. And I have your jacket.”Jimin laughed. Pure sound like a bell’s ringing spread across the silent night.“You look awful in it” the pink haired boy whipped his mixed tears as the other put the bomber jacket on.“Really?” Yoongi sounded hurt. He made a sad puppy face, with pout lips. And it was irresistible.The younger stopped in front of him and wrapped his hands around his waist, resting his head on the boy’s chest.“No, you’re perfect” his cute voice was smooth as butter and sweet as honey.“I’m sorry I’ve hurt you back then” he pressed the boy tightly against his body as his fingers found their way to the cotton bangs. “You’ve done nothing wrong. I just had so much stress those months that in the end I blow it out to you.”“It’s okay, hyung. I understand.”Yoongi kissed the top of his head lightly. He was a bad person. He didn’t deserved it. Yet he had the luck to find this precious boy. To live with him, to have him in his hands, even if it was just for a little.“Thank you, Minnie. Now go to sleep” the older let the boy and waited to see him disappear behind the door, before he walk towards his favorite bar. More than anything, he wanted to follow Jimin to their apartment, to cuddle with him and forget about the world outside. However, he couldn’t. That would be cheating, and he didn’t want to put the younger into it.He couldn’t get drunk and forget about everything, though. That was planned for tomorrow.That leaved him only one choice. A few drinks would help him to stop thinking so much and then he’ll probably fuck some random guy to relieve some stress.Or not.Yoongi picked up his phone and fastly called the number he needed.“Hey, Yoongi. What’s up?” the voice greeted.“Are you free? Do you want to grab a few drinks and I don’t know… maybe relieve some stress,” he suggested innocently, knowing that there’s no way his favorite toy to reject him.“God, you know how much I love the nights with you, but I c-cant” the boy at the other side of the line was unsure. He sounded desperate for it but something stopped him.“What’s wrong?”“I-I see someone right now and I don’t want to cheat on him. Sorry, hyung” and the call was ended.“It will be a stranger then” Yoongi said angrily.This night he didn’t come back home.
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"What's wrong?" Jungkook asked, holding his boyfriend in his arms. "You look distracted.""Nothing" he tried to lie but five pairs of eyes were staring at him. "Just my roommate. Last night he got out for a drink and never came back."Jimin was worried. Usually that would make him even cuter, but now it doesn't suited him. This acting was unusual in his current surrounding and the boys couldn't perceive him like that."Don't worry. He will be fine," Seokjin said with a cute smile, placing his hand over the boy's shoulder.And he was fine. Oh, Yoongi was perfectly fine a few hours later, pinning Jungkook against the stone fence, where the boys were supposed to meet after classes.Jimin was earlier there and the sight broke him in a way he didn't think it was possible.Jungkook was facing the wall, palms between the cold surface and his hot chest. His clothed crotch cupped in a hard grip. Yoongi's chest pressing against the boy's back, his visible hardness rubbing the ass and his lips sucking purple spots on the other's neck."S-stop" Kook was fighting. He really was trying to escape, but the pleasure was stronger than him and his words left his mouth more like moans."You know how much I hate it when you disobey me" Yoongi groaned, smacking his ass. "You need to be punished.""Please, s-stop" the younger yelped. His mind was against the idea, but his hips bucked back, searching more friction."Do you want me to fuck you here? Where anyone can see the cockslut you are" Yoongi was already unbuckling his belt.Panic took over the boy and he started fighting even more furious. Just then he turned his face toward Jimin and stopped in surprise."Ji-min?" the younger choked on his yelps."What?" Yoongi turned his head to the way Jungkook was looking, facing a sigh he never imagined.His roommate, Jimin, was looking at them with mix of emotions. Shook, hurt, anger and something else that Yoongi saw as arousal.But this Jimin was different from the boy he was living with. His beautiful legs were wrapped by black leather pants. His torso covered with black T-shirt, slightly showing the curves of his body and part of his collarbone. Dark blue leather jacket, choker around his neck and a completely different hairstyle, showing his forehead.Yoongi licked his lips and let the younger boy free, moving a few steps back.The other night he wanted to tease him. To see how much he could take before making a yelping mess out of this innocent and fragile kid. And after that to hold him in his hands, sharing the excitement of their action.But now he wanted to brake him apart, to take him hard and raw, fucking this hot God appearance out of him. To abuse him senseless until nothing's left from this new Jimin."Hyung, I'm sorry" Jungkook buried his face in the crook of the pink haired boy's neck and a few hiccups escaped his mouth.That was the first time Jungkook was like that. Sobbing, needing affection, weak and fragile. And Jimin hated it, to see him like that, but it made him stronger. He wanted to stop being a coward and protect someone just for once."Hyung, tell me that my eyes are lying me. Tell me that you're on some kind of drugs" Jimin almost begged. Still, he looked strong, holding Kookie in his arms, protecting him. But the older could see, even from so far, how hard he was fighting his tears. Jimin would never cry in public or show a weak emotion. Never."Jiminnieh..." Yoongi said with a broken voice. He wanted to say he was sorry, but he wasn't. This was a part of him that the younger would have eventually meet. He jusy hated that it was sooner than he wanted."That's not the Yoongi I know."The two boys were staring at each other and Jungkook was looking with interest the conversation they were holding with their eyes."I can say the same about you, Minnie."The older was the only one who called him like that and honestly, Jimin loved it. But this time, he didn't know why, but the nickname send a painful feeling straight to his heart."See ya later" the black haired boy didn't wait for response. He turned his back and disappeared in the nearby crowd of people.How can be so stupid? Jimin and the rest are in one university. Of course Jungkook would fall for him. No matter how he looked and acted, Jimin was a total bottom. And Kook always wanted to top. Except his one week relationship with Seokjin(where actually the things were a bit more complicated than that), the younger was the one receiving the cock. And of course, when Yoongi finally has a free time after four long months of hard work, his favorite toy would be someone else's.On top of that Jimin appeared in his life not long ago. The sweet, caring and innocent Jimin. The fluff needy ball between his hands. And of course he has to have that secret sexy side of him. Looking so hot with eyes that begged for him to be fucked so hard and good with older's name resting on his lips. That would be amazing. And after that, he only thing he wanted was this cute little boy curled against his chest, sleeping well for the rest of the night.He wanted not only to fuck him, no matter what he thought earlier, he wanted to love him. Deep and passionate.Oh, Min Yoongi, you're so fucked up.
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“You know Yoongi-hyung?” Jungkook asked, walking towards the gate, still in the tight embrace of his boyfriend. The shook and panic waved away within a few minutes and now he was better. With one little exception. He was still semi-hard in his pants, no matter how hard he was trying to ignore it. It was noon and the night was going to be long.However, if anything goes as planned, he was going to get laid tonight. And not with Yoongi.“He is my roommate,” Jimin’s voice was gentle and melodic, as if he was still trying to calm his boyfriend, although he didn’t need it anymore.“Oh, but what did you mean by ‘that’s not the Yoongi you know’? I know him for ages and have always been like that. Rough and heartless”. The younger said casually, biting his lip, trying to stop the memories traveling to his crotch. But before he could say something else, the rest of the group joined them.“Hmm…” Jimin said nothing more. He took out his phone and opened the chat with his hyung, hoping that the others won’t see him, or at least, won’t get curious.
Jiminnieh
They don’t know about your soft side
Hyungie~
And they don’t know about yours
Jiminnieh
Let’s keep it between us
Hyungie~
Deal, but you owe me
Jiminnie
What? Why?
Hyungie~
Because I said nothing in front of Jungkook
Jiminnie
But…
Hyungie~
And you interrupt us, so I had to take care of myself. Alone.
Jiminnie
But he’s my bf
Hyungie~
Not yet
Jiminnie
You can’t just fuck him in front of my eyes
Hyungie~
Just watch me!
Jiminnie
Hyuuuuuuung!!!
Hyungie~
Idc, Jimin
You owe me
Jiminnie
Urgh
Fine
Jimin locked his phone and put it in his pocket.“What are we doing now?” the boy asked with a smile on his face. He wanted to forget what happened and to be happy finally to have friends.“Our friend is finally free from his work. For four months we haven’t see nor hear him” Nomjoon tried to hide his excitement but he failed. His smile was too big.“We’re going to see him in an hour” Hoseok was jumping around them with so much energy. Like a little kid with too much sugar in his system.“Drinking is banned for you, Jimineh” Seokjin said in a caring tone, wrapping an arm around his shoulders in a friendly way.“Guys,” Jungkook sounded dead serious. Everyone stopped and looked at him a bit worried. “They know each other. Stop making so much noise.”The boys looked at him confused. They didn’t know about what happened and they couldn’t believe what they’ve heard. A week before, the youngest was so excited. A lot more than them. He was the one who missed Yoongi the most. They may have no love relationship, but they sure were attracted to each other.But now Jungkook wasn’t sure if he wanted to meet Yoongi for second time this day, after what happened. Not after he saw how hooded his eyes become in the sight of Jimin. He even bit his lip. And Yoongi bitted his lips only when he wanted something really bad.Jungkook has received this reaction from his hyung only twice and as he remembers, it was the best fuck of his life.But the worst part was that he knew exactly what the older saw Jimin. Yeah, his body was hoy and seductive, but the expression in his eyes was the thing that make all man weak. The painful need and his own arousal (yes, Jungkook saw that), awakened from the sight of the two hot boys; the way his eyes still had that innocent spark only a virgin have, was way too sinful. But Jimin was only his and Kook was ready to fight Yoongi if he needed to.“Really? How?” Tae asked with eyes full of interest.“Let’s first meet him” Jimin sait, still deep in his thoughts.
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An hour and a half later, the seven boys were sitting comfortable in one of the V.I.P. tables in their favorite place. It looked more like a room because of the three walls that gave the customers a little privacy. There was one big table and three connected couches around it. It was small and simple, but all they wanted.Namjoon and Jin were next to each other on one side. The younger was on the outside seat, because the waitresses were always trying to flirt with Jin, which made the said one uncomfortable.In front of them were (from outside to inside) Hobi, Tae and Yoongi. And Jimin and Jungkook between the two eldest.At first Jungkook was against the idea his boyfriend to sit next to Yoongi, but after what happened this morning and the iron argument ‘I live with him’, the black haired boy gave up.“So, how you two met?” Tae loved to listen to the other’s stories, no matter if hey were romantic or not.“We’re roommates,” Yoongi said indifferent.“And how’s life together? Who is Yoongi at home?” Tae looked at Jimin with curiosity and the excitement of a little puppy.“I don’t know. He is always in his room.” The pink haired boy answered with a little smile.For the rest it looked like he was laughing, but his roommate knew the real reason behind this smile. The pleasant evenings, the concerned SMS’ and those precious moments when the two had a little free time and were spending it just relaxing in each other’s company.Yep. Jimin was getting to this man way too fast, but he could do nothing to stop it. Yoongi just had that aura which made the small boy attached to the affection the older had on him.“You haven’t fuck? I don’t believe that” for some reason Namjoon was truly surprised. Maybe because he knew what Yoongi can do to a cute and sexy boy like Jimin. He still remembered what he had done to Jungkook when they met for the first time.“Why we have to?” the black haired boy asked, sounding pissed off. It was still hard for him to connect the sweet and kind boy he was living with, and this sexy God that was sitting next to him right now. But he was starting to love more and more the idea of their hot bodes next to each other, skin to skin, covered in sweat.“I thought you do, because Jimin is…” Namjoon shut his mouth. Yoongi was now paying his full attention to the words and Jimin was starting to blush in a deep shade of pink. “You don’t know?”The boy may be horny beast most of the time, but he was smart too. And this little situation got to him fast.“I don’t know what?” the second older boy asked with a harsh voice. He wasn’t going to let them toy with him. He wanted to know everything immediately. What else could Jimin hide? With what he could surprise him?“I-I…” Jimin was shy and unsure. He didn’t know how to form his words and that surprised the boys. Five pairs of eye looked at him with curiosity.Only Yoongi knew what was happening. Only he knew this shaking voice, this worried face. Only he knew that shy and fragile part of him and he loved the thought of it. It made him feel special, somehow powerful and maybe a little… possessive.“I used to be a one-night boy. But I’m not anymore” the pink haired boy hurried to say.“Yeah. He’s mine now” before anyone could say anything, Kookie wrapped his hands around his boyfriend and placed a sweet kiss on his pink cheeks.In a matter of seconds, the tension in the room increased to dangerous level. The boys on both sides of Jimin started a war that probably wouldn’t have a good end. Or end at all. Their furious glances were fighting for dominance, but Yoongi surrendered. He leaned back and lazily looked at his opponent. He knew that in this way, he won, but Jungkook was too young to fully understand the essence of the game. Besides, he saw something the others were missing and an idea came in his mind.“It must be good, Kook” he said with a cold tone. “To top for the first time… it must be amazing!”The youngest become red from anger. How could he speak things like that? After years of friendship and more, he was mocking him.“I’ve topped Seokjin!” Jungkook said so laud that probably the whole place heard him.“Hey!” Seojin slapped his shoulder.“We’ve all topped him. That’s nothing,” Yoongi said, casually taking a sip from his drink.“What?!” Namjoon screamed silently in high-pitched voice. He looked at his boyfriend, waiting for an explanation. He wasn’t from this type who can explode from just hearing something. He know that the things are not always how they seems.“I have nothing with Hoseok and Taehyung. You know about Jungkook and I just had to try Yoongi” the oldest tried to explain but he only made it worse.“Had to try? What does that mean?” Namjoon was on the verge of his nerves.“He is the fucking Min Yoongi and his tongue technology really is amazing. Besides, by that time we were separate.”In fact, it wasn’t so bad as it sounded. Seokjin’s relationship with Jungkook was more innocent then anyone could guess. Jin and Namjoon had a really bad fight. Yoongi was out of the town and Jungkook was the only one, on which shoulder he could cry. The oldest cried for three days straight, they fucked two times and for the rest of the time Jungkook just take care of his hyung. And Yoongi used his tongue just once. Jin was angry, hurt and horny. Yoongi pleased his hyung until he came, but they never fucked.“Oh, he’s better than me?” Namjoon’s voice was soaked with pain, tears forming in his eyes.“No, just…” the boy saw that this won’t work. He stand up from his seat and started to push Namjoon in front of him. At this moment words were useless. Only an action would fix this misunderstanding. And boy, it was going to be hot.
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"Finally" the oldest of the left sighed. He thought it was obvious, but a moment later he received a four pair of eyes. They didn't get it."Don't tell me you didn't notice" he was amazed. How can they be so dumb and blind?"Notice what? You being an asshole?" Taehyung said sarcastically. He usually was a sweetheart, but Yoongi's behavior can piss him off in seconds."Seokjin was needy. I bet it's not easy to be with a butt plug the whole time" once again the boys were surprised from the things that were happening under their noses.In fact, Jin really had a butt plug in his ass. Yoongi could say it by the way his walking slightly change. The whole time the oldest didn't stop moving in his seat, trying to find comfortable position. His hands were shaking, his forehead had a few drops of sweat and his voice was one tone higher than usual. He was so close to his release but so far at the same time. Probably he was wearing a cockring too.Maybe the boys weren't so blind. Maybe it was just Yoongi. Jin was his best friend. It was only normal for him to notice all those stuff and changes in him. And thanks to his own sinful desire, Yoongi sensed the sexual tension even more."You were just helping" the whole time Jimin barely understood what was happening or what they were talking about. However, he was sure his hyung did all those stuff for good. He wanted to believe that Yoongi isn't as bad as they say."Um... what is tongue technology?" the pink haired boy dared to ask. That was the one thing that caught his attention."You don't know?" Hoseok was still surprised from how little the boy knew. If he didn't knew his reputation, the older could say that Jimin is innocent. "How much exactly you know about hyung?""He spend a lot of time in his room and... that's all."Looked from one side, Jimin knew a lot about Yoongi. He knew he was busy with his work and because of that sometimes he was late for dinner. Yet he was able to wake up in the morning just to drink his coffee with the younger. Jimin knew his favorite dishes and which cologne he used. The older didn't like the contact with a lot of people, but he could be gentle if he want. His heart was beating fast, but it was a calming rhythm. In his embrace was always warm and comfortable, the complete opposite of his behavior now.But in other hand, Jimin knew almost nothing. He didn't knew what his hyung was working; hobbies; likings. Nothing about his life outside their apartment, and just a little about inside."Have you ever heard of Agust D?" Jimin nodded. "He's right next to you."
NOTE: Sorry guys. I cant separate Yoongi from his music.
"Really?" the younger looked at his hyung with surprise. Agust D helped him a lot through his last years and now this man was sitting next to him. But the younger remained calm. Now everything made sense and they had a lot to talk."Let's just have some fun for now" the black haired boy said, having enough drama for one day, and they agreed with him.Sadly, the night wasn't as fun as they were planning at first. Namjoon and Jin never came back. Soon after the boys arrived at the bar, Taehyung and Hoseok disappeared and the rest preferred not to search them."You don't know what you will see" Jimin remembered the last time they were having fun. The boys laughed as they walked to the bar."Jimin, stop" Yoongi said as he saw how the boy finished his third drink."Let him have, grandpa" Jungkook mocked, pretty drunk by now, and pulled the boy in his lap. He tried to kiss him on the lips, but as always, Jimin was faster. He placed his index finger on the younger lips and smiled gently.Jungkook nodded and attacked his new aim – Jimin's neck.Jimin wasn't against the idea of having small red marks on his neck, Yoongi could say. He was breathing heavily, small moans escaping his plump lips. His hips were moving in a delicious manner, searching more friction and his hand buried in the dark bangs.Yoongi was hard.Yep. He was definitely hard. The sight of the two making out boys in front of him was hot. Too hot. Jungkook hungry for the milky skin under the clothes, touching shamelessly every part of the other's body. And Jimin, oh, Jimin. He was so eagerly searching pleasure. Black leather pants outlining the perfect curve of his ass, his irresistible tights and showing the beautiful hard dick.Yoongi remembered how it looked like. His perfect shaft, long enough and thick enough to choke him perfectly. He was jacking off to the picture since that one time. And, oh man, he remembered even the taste. He wondered how he boy would taste when he's sober, but tonight wasn't the night.Jungkook was scratching the other's belly through the thin material of the T-shirt. But the oldest new how the bare skin felt under his fingers. Smooth, warm, trembling through the pleasurable spasms.Yoongi did so many things that Kook didn't know about. Neither Jimin. And this thought made him more aroused. But what throw him close to the edge wasn't Jimin's body, nor his moves. It was his looks.The younger boy was looking at him. Him and no one else. His eyes were hodded with lust, begging to be fucked.Yoongi couldn't take it any more. He needed fresh air."H-hyung" the moment he stood up from his seat, he heard Jimin's broken moan. So needy and already this wrecked."Enough" the raven haired boy said, breaking the pair apart."What are you doing?" Jungkook protested as his boyfriend was removed from his lap."You may be a worthless brat, but Jimin is not. He have school tomorrow... and so do you" with no more explanation the older dragged the boy out of the bar and with fast walk headed towards their home."I'm sorry" he heard the younger's voice behind him. Jimin wasn't a fan of the fast walking. "I'm really sorry."Yoongi was mad, but this voice was making him soft. The voice of the sweet boy he knew so well and wanted to fuck even better.
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The whole time they were walking home, Jimin apologized every now and then, which drived Yoongi even more mad.At the moment they entered the apartment, the older boy turned and pinned his roommate to the old wooden surface of the door."What are you apologizing for, Jiminnieh?" Yoongi hissed. He realized he was scary and threatening, but his emotions took control over him. And this was a rare sight, so why to not enjoy the moment."Y-you're angry. I don't know what I did but I know it's my fault." Jimin almost sobbed and Yoongi was amazed how fast he can switch his behavior. "It's not your fault, but... you move here, looking so sweet and innocent. And just when I can spend some time with you, you turn into a sex god, gridding against Jungkook while looking me in he eyes. What do you expect me to do?" he took deep breath, fingers locked around his black locks. He moved a few steps back and moved his gaze to the wall next to him.That was really complicated way to tell Jimin that he like him. More than that. Yoongi was jealous. He wanted the small boy only for him and he was ready to do anything to claim him as his own. But for now it was better to back away. Because Yoongi knew Jungkook well. The younger was a destroyer. He always wrecked the thinks he loved. Kook wasn't capable to take care of Jimin, to satisfy all his needs, different from sex. Jungkook will destroy him sooner or later.However, Yoongi wasn't planning to allow it. He was going to take care of the boy, to be his guardian angel. To show him what means to love when he's broken apart. No. He was going to show him sooner. At the moment Jungkook hurt him his boy, Yoongi was going to claim him as his, protecting him from the cruelty of the world.Yes. This was bad and selfish. But Yoongi was madly in love.It was just then when Jimin noticed how hard his hyung was. And it was all because of him. He knew it. Because he was lonely and he needed not only someone's attention, but the cock too.The younger fall on his knees, placing his hands on Yoongi's belt."What?" The older was surprised and confused. He needed a few moments to assimilate what was going to happen. By this time Jimin was already palming him through his boxers. Damn, this boy was fast."Stop!" Yoongi had to suppress a moan but his voice stayed calm, strong, imperious. No matter how his body reacted, his words were more powerful."You need it, hyung" Jimin used his sweet, melodic voice. And for a moment the older wanted to feel the vibraions of this voice, shoving his dick deep in the boy's throat. But instead, he grabbed Jimin's shoulders and pulled him up."I'll take care of myself alone.""But I owe you" Jimin protested. It wasn't for Yoongi alone. The boy wanted, no, he needed to taste his hyung's cock. To feel him deep in his core, finding the pleasure he craved for weeks. His hormones were acting like crazy, making his body shake from lust."Yes, but thet's not what I want" Yoongi pinned the boy against the wall. "I want to know everything..." he shoved his nose in the crook of Jimin's neck. "...about you and Jungkook. How he treat you, where he touch you, when he fuck you. Understand?"Jimin wined. Yoongi wasn't doing anything sexually. He was literally just hugging him innocently. There wasn't any other body contact, moving hands, sweet nothings in his ear ot hot words. But the older was dominating him in a different way, like no one else was treating him before, and Jimin knew he had to obey no matter what. The power in the older's voice was scaring him but also making him weak and wet."Yes, hyung" he said with a broken voice."Good boy. Now go to sleep, Minnie."The prize went straight to Jimin's cock. It was trembling painfully in his pants and he had to suppress a yelp. He needed to release so bad."Hyung?" the older almost reached his room when he heard the tiny voice."Yeah?" he said, knowing what was coming."Will you help me?"
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“Will you help me?” begging with his sweet broken voice was one of Yoongi’s weaknesses. He could just take him here and now and no one would be against it. But love is a game and Yoongi is a good player. The prize is high. He knows the rules and how to break them without consequences.“Wouldn’t that be a cheating? You have a boyfriend,” Yoongi said with a predator’s look in his eyes. He licked his lips as Jimin ran towards him and fisted his shirt, slightly bumping in his chest. “N-no. I’m a whore. I need you, Yoongi-hyung. Please, please”The older knew that the boy was drunk. Not as much as the last time, but still, drunk. The need was overpowering him and Jimin was just following his natural instinct, completely ignoring his mind. He begged so good about what he wanted, that Yoongi couldn’t refuse him. He was a good friend, after all. And as a good hyung, he had to take care of his friend’s problem.“Let’s go to your room” he grabbed the pink haired boy’s wrist and guided him to the place he wanted.I won’t fuck you in my bed until you’re willing to wake up next to me as something more than friends, Yoongi said to himself as Jimin climbed on top of his own bed. If Jimin wake up in different bed, right next to his naked hyung, he might be freaked out. And the older didn’t want that. It was a rule he couldn’t break. “On hand and knees” Yoongi commanded. “Hyung will take care of you, right Jiminnieh?”A silent moan escaped the younger’s lips and he wiggled his clothed ass seductively. Yoongi stayed there for a moment, drowning in the sight. Jimin was weak. He couldn’t hold his own weight. His chest was against the mattress, his face buried on one side, panting in the pillow, so Yoongi could see his tearing eyes, red cheeks and swollen lips. However, his ass was lift up high. Leather pants outlining everything so perfectly, like a second skin. His full round booty, muscular tights, holding it up and a painful bulge between them. It was so beautiful. He was so beautiful. Jimin.His Jimin…No, not his. Jungkook’s.Drowned in anger, Yoongi spanked Jimin’s right cheek. Hard. Not to hurt, but hard enough to string. Momently he regretted but before he could say something, Jimin moaned. “You like that?” the older asked surprised. A big smirk bloomed on his face. “Of course you like it.”He repeated his actions a few more times, this time a little harder. Moan after moan were slipping from the younger’s lips. “You said you were a boy for one night, huh?” Yoongi hugged him, rubbing his erection against the sensitive skin under the leather layer. Jimin nodded, not trusting his voice.“You like it. Being used mercilessly as a little cunt. Pain brings you pleasure” the older hissed in his ear, gripping hard his cock. “N-no” the younger yelped.His behavior was confusing. He really liked the pain, he learned to like it from the amount of boys fucking him without preparation. Jimin was famous for his quick sessions. You can take him fast and dry and he won’t say a word. You can use him just as a hole and this would satisfy his needs. In the other hand, when he was alone, he liked it slow and messy. Deep down he wanted to be loved, not fucked. Even just for once. However, his moans kept escaping his lips and his hips gridding against the hardness. His body was betraying him.Of course, Yoongi wasn’t stupid. He sensed something was wrong when he heard the little sobs and felt the different kind of trembling under him. “Calm down, Jiminnieh” he whispered softly and rubbed his lower back, reliving the tension. Every other action was ended. All his life Yoongi was a dominant, so he could easily go in and out of character. “Hmmm…” Yoongi thought for a second. He slid his belt out of the loops and placed it right next to Jimin. “Throw it somewhere around the room or just do something.”Jimin went silent. „Do you understand, Jimin? This is important. I don’t want to hurt you. “Yoongi used a little more strict tone and the boy nodded. The black haired boy never used a safe word in his life before and he wasn’t sure if he will notice its using. But he wanted to be sure that Jimin would actually enjoy everything fully. Not that he would actually fuck him. Before such an action, they’ll have to work on their connection and communication, but for now the belt was enough. Finally, Yoongi removed the boy’s pants and boxers, letting his hard dick free. It was troubling and leaking pre cum on the sheets. Jimin gasped from the sudden contact with the cold air. He bucked his hips backwards, searching Yoongi’s hot body, but he felt nothing. “H-hyung” the boy wined, waiting for the hardness to pierce through the muscles of his rim.But nothing like this followed. Yoongi placed his big and warm hands on both Jimin’s cheeks. He squished them lightly and started massaging the soft skin. “Relax” the older said, feeling the building tension in the body underneath him.The boy’s cheeks were pulled apart and he jerked slightly as cold air hit his twitching entrance. Jimin left a surprise moan as something wet and warm ran over his hole and he cursed softly, biting his lip as Yoongi repeated the action.“Watch your tongue, Minnie” the older hummed before he continued licking along the inside between the boy’s cheeks. “I-I can’t if yours’ doing that” Jimin shivered from pleasure. He lost all control over his moans and groans. He just loved to be vocal. Yoongi grinned at Jimin’s curse and pulled back to blow cold air over Jimin’s wet entrance, readjusting his hands and pulling the younger’s ass further apart before he leaned forward and licked across the fluttering hole again. Rimming Jimin become Yoongi’s new favorite thing to do. He loved the way Jimin was falling apart completely on his tongue, panting and writhing, making the cutest noises. The younger moaned loudly and his tights tensed at the first push of Yoongi’s tongue at his rim. He pushed his tongue as deep as it will go before drawing back and licking at the outside of his rim, sucking wetly at the flushed skin before pushing his tongue back inside. He repeated his actions again and again, moaning directly into Jimin every time he clenched around his tongue.Jimin’s tights clenched up as the older pulled back completely and felt just how wet he really was, salvia practically drooling out of his entrance and running down his perineum and almost painfully where it’s smashed against the bed below him.Yoongi continued to press his tongue harshly against that spot inside his roommate, pressing his face even closer to wiggle impossible deeper inside Jimin. The younger desperately tried to rut down into the sheets but Yoongi was holding him firmly against his face, not letting him move his hips at all, even as the rest of his body jerked wildly from his approaching orgasm.Jimin was just on the edge when the older harshly put two fingers inside his heat, hitting his prostate dead on. The light string from the fingers, the wetness of the tongue, it was all too much and Jimin came hard into the sheets and his stomach. He continued to sob, dick twitching even as it stopped spurting cum and he reached back with one shaking arm, tugging at Yoongi’s hair to try and pull him away.“You’re such a messy boy” the older groaned, voice hoarse. He pulled the wet sheets aside and placed the boy on his back. Yoongi kissed the tip of his softened dick, cleaning him to his chest. “You were so good for me, so beautiful, Minnie” the older whispered gently and connected their lips possessively. Jimin panicked. He was surprised, scared and confused. His rule. Yoongi broke his only rule. But Jimin was still little dizzy. He couldn’t think straight and he didn’t refuse the kiss. Something more, he made it deeper, eager to feel more of the new sensation, more of the other’s tongue inside his mouth. There wasn’t a fight for dominance. Yoongi was leading and Jimin was a good boy. Their kiss was a mix of their spit and Jimin’s cum, but they had nothing against it. After a while, the older pulled back, trying to catch his breath, while Jimin wined at the loss. He wanted his hyung’s hot body tangled with his for the rest of the night. Or for the rest of his life. Right now, he wouldn’t mind it. “Good night, Minnie” Yoongi said, smiling a bit. He kissed the boy’s forehead before he leaved him alone. And Jimin couldn’t help but think that he knew this feeling from somewhere.
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On the next day, only Jungkook was in school. He was there early, because he thought they’ll meet before classes as always, but he ended up alone, feeling like a total looser.Jin and Tae were too tired to even stand up from their beds. Moreover, Namjoon and Hoseok couldn’t lose the chance to take care of their boyfriends and to cuddle with them.Jimin was sleeping calmly in his bed and Yoongi… He was jacking off the whole night, pulling himself on the edge over and over again until he couldn’t take it anymore and four hours later he cummed hard with a low groan.He haven’t made such a mess in the last few years. Actually, the last time he remembered was when Jungkook literally raped him, but he wasn’t going to try something like that again. Even with Jimin.Ah, Jimin. He was perfect. The sweet noises he was making, the shivers of his body, the scent of his skin and even his taste. Everything was driving Yoongi mad, forgetting about the need of sleep. He could still feel the tight heat around his mouth and the taste of is wet hole on his lips. Sometimes during the night, Yoongi wondered how the boy would feel around him and the thought almost sent him over the edge. Lucky thing he was still angry at Jungkook and the image of the younger stopped his building orgasm.And two hours after Yoongi finally fell asleep; he heard his phone ringing like crazy.The elder answered and growled loud in the ear of whoever was calling him.“Where’s Jimin?” Jungkook’s voice asked from the other side of the line.“Sleeping” the older mumbled, not opening his eyes. He wanted to fall asleep again as fast as he can.“Why? Hyung. Why didn’t you wake him up? He’s late for school” the boy wined.“Because I wrecked his ass and now he can’t stand up from the bed. Let him rest Jungkook. I’m not joking” Yoongi hissed and ended the call before he can receive any form of answer or protest. He knew that Jungkook catched on his hook. The little jealous brat was going to explode and Yoongi smiled. Joking with the youngers was always a reason for a good sleep. Jungkook was angry. No. He was furious. Jimin didn’t answer him and his hyung told him the most absurd thing in the world. It couldn’t be true, right?Fuck, the boy thought. Yoongi really fucked his boy, he was capable of doing it without a second thought. And the worst thing was that he didn’t knew where his boyfriend’s apartment was. For years of fuck buddies relationship he never saw where Yoongi lived. He just wanted to take care of his hurt boyfriend, but it was impossible for now.
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In the morning (actually it was already noon) Jimin woke up with mixed emotions, confused by his own thoughts. He wasn’t ashamed of his needy actions last night, but he couldn’t look Jungkook in the eyes. The younger was so sweet and gentle, respecting his rule, and this made Jimin feel like a fool. He was bad boyfriend, but he could still make the things right. Maybe… somehow.First, he had to take a shower and change his bed sheets because… well, everything was making him remember what happened last night. The light aroma in the air, the clothes on the floor, the stains on the sheets. It wasn’t bad. Actually, it was pretty good, both the thing they did and the not so innocent image of his room, but Jimin preferred not to mention it again (and no, not because he might want to do it again, no way, duh).After taking a shower and tiding his room a bit, Jimin took his phone. In any other circumstances, he would smile like a mad man in love, but now he didn’t know what to do or how to react. Jungkook had sent him over a hundred messages since this morning.A few minutes staring at the screen later, a new text appeared in the chat and the pink haired boy decided that it’s time to answer.
Jungkookie
Jimin? U there?
I can see you
Please, answer me
Jimin ♥
Kookie, stop
Jungkookie
Thank God
I’m so fucking worried, you know?
Jimin ♥
I’m fine
Just a little sick
I need some rest
Jungkookie
Tell me where you live
I’ll come and take care of you
Jimin ♥
There’s no need
Yoongi hyung can take a good care of me
Jungkookie
What’s with you all?
Jimin ♥
What do you mean?
Jungkookie
I was left alone at school
And you got home by pairs,
Not to mention the you’re MY boyfriend
NOT Yoongi’s
Do you know how bad I felt?
Jimin ♥
I know…
Jungkookie
And you’re ignoring me all day
I just… I don’t know
Jimin ♥
I’m sorry
I’m really sorry
But everything will be fine
I promise
Jungkookie
Jimin…
Jimin ♥
Believe me
I love you
Okay?
Jungkookie
Okay
Ily too
The boy left his phone on the bed and headed to the kitchen. He was very hungry and just when he thought that it would be easier to order pizza or something, the smell of home cooked food hugged his senses.To see Yoongi with worn out shorts, baggy shirt and an apron, covered in flour, was quite a sight. Jimin appreciated it with his heart but he couldn’t stop his laugh even if he tried.“What?” the older asked not so happily, but on the inside he was glad that Jimin was in a good mood. Hearing his beautiful laugh was like a blessing.“You have flour on your cheeks, hyung”“Ha ha, so funny. Sit and enjoy your meal” behind that grumpy façade, there was a warming smile and this time the younger noticed it.“About last night…” Jimin started a little unsure if he have to talk about that, but he just felt the need to say it, so he continued. They talked about it, but nothing more. After that there weren’t late night conversations or movie cuddles. Jimin preferred to stay at his room most of the time.The whole week Jimin stayed home, mostly at his room. He was eating once a day and Yoongi was worried about him. He tried a few time to have a conversation, but none of this times was successful.
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The whole time Jimin’s phone was turned off, so no one (except Yoongi) could disturb him. But now it was time to turn it on and start again with his life.The first thing Jimin did, when he opened his phone this Friday morning, was to send text to Jungkook. Now the pink haired boy was not only ready to look at his boyfriend, but to hug him and hold him tight.
Jimin ♥
Dinner tonight?
Kookie
Only if you still want it…
Jimin ♥
Ofc I want
Why wouldn’t I…?
Kookie
Because Yoongi
Jimin ♥
Yoongi?
Kookie
Yeah. He told me stuff
And you prefer to be with him
…
Jimin ♥
Gosh… I’m gonna kill him
Don’t listen what he says
I’ll explain you everything
Okay?
Kookie
Yeah… ttyl
Jimin got out of his room, ready to have his first breakfast in days. Yoongi is in the kitchen again, in his normal clothes, but he seems kinda mad. And Jimin knows that he’s the reason.He entered the room quickly and hugged the older boy, placing his head on his chest.“I’m sorry, hyung. Don’t be mad at me.”“I’m not mad,” the black haired boy laughed. “Just sleepy. But I accept your apology. Coffee?” he asked, placing a little kiss on top of his head.“Yeah” they sat at the table and went silent for a while. Jimin had forgot how pleasant was to have company, to have someone to talk with. This week alone in his room helped him clear his thoughts but it wasn’t good for his emotions. He felt very lonely.“Hyung, will you help me choose an outfit for tonight?” he asked shyly, wondering about Yoongi’s response. A spark of their kiss appeared in the younger’s mind, but he throw it away immediately.“It would be a pleasure. A few hours later the boys were in the younger’s room. Jimin was in front of the mirror, changing outfit after outfit and Yoongi was sitting on the edge of his bed, watching him with interest.At first Jimin was shy. He was changing his clothes somewhere else or he was making Yoongi turn around, but the whole thing was slow and annoying. To be honest, Yoongi was bored and a little nervous. The first it’s obvious why and the second… let’s say it that way, the black haired boy was in the room of the object of his love interests. Jimin’s sweet scent was all around him and it was driving him mad. He was seconds away from burying himself in the sheets when a devilish idea crossed his mind.“Jimin. You know that we had done… things together. And you have nothing to be ashamed of.”After Yoongi mentioned their intimate time, Jimin’s cheeks flushed bright red and he became more quiet, but the changing process increased its speed.Yoongi looked hypnotized at the beautiful boy in front of him. He agreed to a few cool and sexy outfits, but denied the rest. Somewhere deep inside, his possessive side was controlling him. He wanted to be the only one who can see Jimin’s sensitive and cute side.
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This was the first official date for Jimin, but he was calm and confident. The outfit Yoongi chose for him was stunning. Showing his best features, but keeping a thing or two for the imagination. The perfect proportion for sweet teasing. And, according to Yoongi’s words, those pants made Jimin’s ass look bigger and softer.At first the boy moaned shyly, taking those words as a praise, saying that’s not true. However, hyung’s words were proven when Jungkook appeared from behind, grabbing Jimin’s ass in his big hands and squeezing it gently.“Don’t scare me like this,” the older scolded his boyfriend, but only a second later they were in each other’s arms.“I missed you, Jimin,” said the younger, hugging him tightly, breathing deeply his sweet aroma.“Me too, Kookie. Let’s go inside.”The place they chose for their date was a small pizza restaurant. It wasn’t something special, nor classy, but suited them well.However, after they entered the place and made their order, it was time for the serious talk.Jimin explained everything to Jungkook. Well, almost everything. He forgot to mention his night with Yoongi. And when the younger asked about the things Yoongi said him on the phone, about wrecking his ass and stuff, Jimin answered that it wasn’t true. It was a bad kind of joke his hyung made, because he hated being waked up so early.The younger listened carefully and at the end he laughed at his own stupidity. He was still a little anxious, but he believed Jimin’s words. They closed this conversation and the rest of the time it was a funny, careless date.* * *It was late when they leaved the place. Jungkook’s arm was over Jimin’s shoulders as they walked in the cold night. They walked silently, enjoying the time together.Somehow, they ended up in front of the younger’s dormitory. The pink haired boy stared at the large building for a few moments.“You want to come in?” the hot air tickled his ear as Jungkook whispered softly, sending shivers down his spine. The younger pressed his lips against Jimin’s neck. Finding his weak spot, he sucked harder, droving a small whimper out of his throat.A protesting sound uttered the night when Jungkook pulled away, quickly leaving a peck on his boyfriend’s cheek, before he took him by the hand.Everything happened fast. It was too hot. The first moment they were at the dormitory’s door, trying to find the keys (a few moments later Jungkook remembered that the outside door is always unlocked), the next they were in Jungkook’s room, making out on the couch.Kook was on top of the older, gridding hard against him, one hand squshing his clothed ass, the other teasing his hard bulge.The ping haired boy was melting from the pleasure. Hands in the dark locks of his boyfriend, body trembling from lust, sinful moans escaping his mouth.The younger started kissing Jimin’s bare torso, starting from the edge of his pants, where the hard and rough material was meeting the sot and soft skin of his tummy. Jungkook left a trail on his way toward his target. He left a few gentle kisses on the other’s collarbone, before he sunk his teeth into the flesh. Sucking and biting hard, ripping a sweet moan from the other’s lips.Jimin looked like some God of the sinful pleasure. Head thrown back; eyes fully closed, lost in his own world; hips gridding hungrily against the other’s crotch; small gasps and mewls leaving his parted lips and a few big hickeys blooming on his skin.Jungkook was sure that if he wasn’t wearing those too tight jeans, he would’ve cum right there and then. His boyfriend was not only too hot under his touch to be true, but he was also beautiful and sweet. With his tongue wetting his lips so seductively. Kook couldn’t hold it anymore. He finally kissed Jimin. The kiss was soft and sweet. Jungkook’s wet lips ghosted gently over Jimin’s dry ones. The feeling was amazing but it only lasted for a moment.At first Jimin did nothing. He just stood there, completely frozen. It took a minute for his mind to actually understand what is happening.Jimin backed off. He put his hands on the younger’s chest t push him away. He wasn’t ready. It happened for a second time this week. He wasn’t ready, he was scared and confused, and didn’t know what to do. The boy just stayed there, frozen, scared to move, with his hands on Jungkook, keeping distance.“Sorry. I-I…” a few tears dropped down his cheeks and his voice broke.“Shh… don’t,” being stronger, Jungkook wrapped his hands around his boyfriend, helped him to move off his lap and sit next to him on the coach, taking him in a simple hug. “I’m the one who should apologize. I forgot about your rule” but right now, seeing him like that, Kook didn’t think it was a rule. More like condition. Apparently Jimin wasn’t comfortable with it, wasn’t ready to share it, but it wasn’t a problem. The younger could wait. After all, he got a kiss. It should be enough until their relationship reach a level in which his boyfriend would trust him enough to share the story behind the ‘no kiss allowed’ rule.They said nothing more and did nothing more. Jimin was snuggling in the younger’s chest, refusing to look him in the eyes. He didn’t want to show his weak, crying for no visible reason side, but Jungkook could feel it. The silent sobs, his uneven breaths and the fact that his shirt was completely wet, were enough for him to tell what his boyfriend’s condition was. But he didn’t care.Jungkook reminded silent, caressing gently Jimin’s pink hair, lost in his own thoughts. He waited for his boyfriend to fall asleep, then he moved him on the bed and fall asleep with the little boy curved in his arms.
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Jimin woke up with headache. The events from the night before were in blur. He couldn’t remember how he ended up in the bedroom, but he was alone, his lower part was fully clothed and the usual dull ache in his lower body was missing. Everything’s okay, he guessed.It was a little after 1pm but it was cold. Winter was near and Jimin thought he should change his style from “careless and sexy” to “let’s not get sick this time”. Usually it wasn’t working and he always ended up deadly sick, but there’s always hope. Right?Jimin shivered and looked around the room. His gaze stopped on some piece of fabric on the chair. Two minutes later, he found out that it was a plain white shirt with long sleeves, very close to his size, but longer. The thin material was freely falling down half his tights, hands hidden in the sleeves. He loved it. It was making him feel smaller, more innocent and sweet, more like himself. Like the real Jimin.The boy wasn’t sure if he had to show himself like that in front of Jungkook. He wasn’t exactly the smoll bean that he was at home, but he wasn’t the sexy beast he usually was.However, the place was empty. Jimin found a note, saying that the younger is out to buy some things. It was an opportunity. The boy left a note as well and hurried to leave.* * *When Jimin got home, it was late afternoon. Yoongi was taking his nap, so the boy took the chance to prepare a nice dinner. Cooking is always a good choice if you want to relive some stress.Yoongi woke up with the smell of delicious homemade food. His stomach groaned happily as his lips curved in smile. Jimin was home and a)he was happy of b)he needed something to make him happy. Yoongi was good with both.During the dinner, the mood was nice, but Yoongi couldn’t stop staring at the boy. The shirt he was wearing wasn’t his. It was long but a little tight around the body and loose around the neck, perfectly showing the dark mark on his collarbone. You know, the older promised himself that he’ll be good, he won’t break the rules, messing with the younger’s relationship, but he just couldn’t stop his feelings. The shirt, the mark and the fact that Jimin smelled like Jungkook’s cologne were awaking his possessive side.When the boys sat on Jimin’s bed, ready to watch some stupid show on the younger’s laptop, Yoongi decided that it’s time to release his inner beast. (speaking metaphorically)Jimin sat himself comfortable, but instead of playing the show, the older boy sat across him.“How was your date?”Jimin went silent. He started playing with his fingers, avoiding Yoongi’s gaze.“You promised you’d tell me everything. Aren’t we friends?” teased the older. He knew he played dirty, but it was his only option.“We are but… “ Jimin’s voice was quieter than usual. He didn’t want to talk about it. And at the same time he wanted, but he was kinda ashamed, embarrassed and anxious. He never shared his thoughts and problems before. He never opened in front of someone enough to share his most deep end private feelings and fears. He wasn’t used to it. And he was afraid that if he tells Yoongi what’s wrong, Yoongi will leave him like anyone else in his live. Jimin was too attached to his hyung to loose him so soon.“It’s okay. You can tell hyung.” The elder moved next to the boy and took him in his big and warm embrace. Jimin took a deep breath and told him everything. About the fun date, the hot make out session, about his reaction when Jungkook kissed him and about his boyfriend’s understanding.The boys went silent for a few minutes. Jimin was waiting his hyung’s answer with fear and Yoongi was just thinking.“Why you don’t want to be kissed?” the black hared boy asked. He was curious because he new about the rule, but that time with their kiss, Jimin didn’t react like he reacted with Jungkook.Silence.The smaller boy didn’t dare to talk.“Jiminnie?” Yoongi asked with a gentle voice.“I don’t wanna…” the boy was shaking. His emotions were growing stronger and he couldn’t control them any longer. Something that wasn’t happening often.“Have you ever talked about that with someone?”“No”“You’ll feel better if you do”Jimin opened his mouth, he really tried, but only a few little sobs escaped.“Shh…it’s okay” the older comforted the boy in his arms. Jimin snuggled closer, if that was possible, as Yoongi started playing with his pink locks. The boy calmed a little and started his story.
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Everything started with Jimin’s father. The men swore he love him and his mother more than anything in this world, and maybe at some point he really do. But Jimin was little and couldn’t understand it all. He only knew that at one moment the man was having fun with his son, building ships and cars, putting him to sleep with the most amazing stories, and loved his wife, kissed her deeply and holding her tight. At the next moment he left without even saying goodbye, hurting badly both of them.After that there were another two mans in their life. Jimin’s mother loved them deeply and Jimin himself was a kid. The thing he knew the best was how to love someone. And sadly, the three male figures in his life broke his little heart.His mother also left him at some point. She didn’t do it completely but she was rarely there. Jimin was only 10, but he learned how to take care of himself. He had to go through the hardest parts of life alone. He couldn’t trust anyone, scared of getting hurt again. But he couldn’t live alone. Humans aren’t made that way. So the boy started living his ‘double’ life.Before his very first action like the new Jimin, which was around the time he started high school, he promised himself that he won’t include kisses in his relationships no matter how long and deep they are. Because kiss means love. And he didn’t want to lose someone he love again. Yes, it was kinda stupid and he knew that in that way he was lying himself, but it was working for now. It was enough for his little heart.“Jiminnie…” Yoongi didn’t know what to say. The image of little damaged Jimin was breaking his heart, but he knew that the boy didn’t want pity. And he sure didn’t want to admit his love towards the younger and he was scared of negative answer if he ask Jimin if he love him. Yoongi didn’t know what to do, but he had to say something before he dissapint the boy in his arms.“As long as you want me in your life… I won’t leave you” in the ears of the younger it may sounded as bullshit, but it was true.“I don’t believe it. Everyone leaves in the end. They use me for my body” Jimin raised his voice. He was hurt, he needed to shout, but it didn’t matter because with the time he learned how to be okay with his life. “But it’s fine, because mostly it’s pleasurable for me too.”“Don’t talk like that.”“It’s true. Even Jungkook fell in love with my body, not with me.” The boy sighed sadly.“Then why are you with him?” the older wanted to ask so many questions, to say something that will assure the boy that he’s far more than that, but this one was bugging him from inside and was the most important right now. He wanted to know why Jungkook and not him.“Because I wanted to try something new. I like him and I guess I like to be used. It makes me feel like I’m good at something” a sad note could be heard in the little one’s voice. He wasn’t happy with that thought, but it was okay fine, completely acquiescent. This drove Yoongi mad.“You’re more than that. You’re special, kind and sweet. You’re a good cooker and house-keeper. I haven’t lived in so good looking and clean place with such delicious food since I left my home long ago. You take better care of me than anyone else in my life had. And I saw you dance. You have a talent.” Yoongi wasn’t shouting but he raised his voice. He wasn’t angry, but he wanted to make a point, to be heard and to stuck this in the younger’s head.About the other thing, Yoongi really saw Jimin dance. It was during the time Jimin was mostly in his room. One morning the older wanted to talk with the boy, but he heard the music and he opened the door a little, just enough to peek through. Yoongi was speechless. The younger was moving smoothly, with grace and passion. He was giving 110% of himself and It was mesmerizing. Since then the older used to watch Jimin every morning. The boy was so good at what he was doing, that Yoongi didn’t think, even once, about something dirty. He enjoyed the masterpiece in front of his eyes.Of course, now all inappropriate images started to float in his mind, but yeah, let’s leave them there, for now.And again. It was silent. Yoongi though that he wanted to show Jimin that he cared about him and that he won’t leave.“Hyung?” the younger asked after a few long but comfortable minutes of silence.“Hm?”“Can you keep this in secret?”“Of course, Minnie” Yoongi was placed that the boy shared his biggest secret. He felt special I trusted. No longer he cared about winning over Jungkook. The only thing that mattered now was the sleeping boy in his hands.
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The rest of the night was calm. Jimin fell asleep in the tight embrace of his hyung. He slept tight. Yoongi was awake most of the time. Thousands different thoughts were rushing through his head. Besides, he used the time to look at the cute sleeping boy without worrying that he may be a creep or something like that.The next day was also normal. Jimin lost few school days and now he had to catch up and Yoongi helped him with whatever he can.Monday morning. Jimin woke up in extremely good mood. October brought the cold weather, bright colored leaves were slowly covering the streets. It was cold, but at the same time beautiful and cozy. Jimin loved it. Autumn was his favorite season.Autumn also meaned warmer clothes and the boy couldn’t wait to be in his favorite boots and the big sweaters all the time. But before that he was excited about another colorful thing. His hair.The pink color was fading away and last night the boy decided it’s time to change his looks. It was something like his hobby, so he knew exactly what he was doing. Yet he was surprised and satisfied with the outcome.As Jimin entered the room, the spoon in Yoongi’s mouth fell on the floor. His face was unreadable.“What have you done with your hair?”“Don’t you like it?” he asked disappointed.“No, no, I like it. It’s so bright and beautiful… just like you” Yoongi stepped next to the boy and put his hand through his orange hair.Jimin smiled happily like a little dog, hugged the taller boy and rushed to the front door. He couldn’t wait to show himself in front of the rest of the group.* * *As he expected, the boys loved his new hairstyle. It made his looks very different and Namjoon asked, as a joke of course, if it’s because of some certain reason, smirking towards Jungkook, but Jimin didn’t catch the hint, saying it’s because of his favorite season.Tae, on the other hand, catched the boy in a tight hug, saying that from now on he’ll call him pumpkin and that it would be really adorable if he start washing with a cinnamon shampoo.Jimin chuckled at the cute nickname, then his look stopped on Jungkook. He turned to his, refusing to look him in the eyes.“I’m sorry” he started to apologise. “That time I ruined everything. I shouldn’t have stopped. Don’t be mad at me.”“I’m not mad” Jungkook laughed and took Jimin’s small hand in his big one. “I want to spend more time with you. To know you better.” Kook knew that his relationship wasn’t normal. They were sexually attracted before they knew each other. He liked the boy before to know him well. They were moving too fast, so Jungkook was ready to wait for a while, to be patient, to pay attention to his boyfriend and make sure that he’s comfortable around him. The younger was ready to start building everything from the zero. He wasn’t sure how, but he wanted to try.“What will happen with us now, when you have a boyfriend, Kooks?” Tae joked, knowing that if Jungkook says he’ll spend more time with Jimin, he’ll spend ALL of his time with Jimin.The younger didn’t answer. He showed his tongue, making silly face for a moment and walked away, pulling Jimin after him.The boys were nowhere to see when Jin turned his worried face to Namjoon.“I’m more worried about Yoongi” he said quietly. Jin knew his best friend way to well and remembering the last time, he was scared of how he’ll act.
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For the next two-three weeks everything was perfect. Jimin had his ‘get to know each other’ time with Jungkook and his usual ‘closer than roommates, but no one dare mention it’ time with Yoongi.As Tae predicted, the two lovebirds were spending most of their time alone, but as the time passed, J-Hope came with a great idea. It was October, which meant Halloween. And Halloween was a synonym of a big party in the neighborhood. They were all going.Of course, Jimin attended a lot of parties before this one. Actually, he was the main entertainment on most of them. And of course, he had costumes before (they were for completely different purpose duh) but when Tae suggested matching costumes, Jimin didn’t knew what that meant. But when he fond out, he was terrified of the idea. Really terrified. He denied putting something like this. He screamed, kicked, and argued, swearing he’ll never do something like this.It was pointless. In the end they all ended up going to the party with matching costumes, looking ridiculous, recorded to Jimin and adorable, recorded to everyone else.Jim and Namjoon’s costumes were the best from the three pairs. They choose the classic Mario and Luigi costumes, put some creativity in them and the final result was cool. The modern Mario brothers who were probably fuck each other the end of the night.After he thought about it, Jimin was sure he won’t be able to look at Mario the same way ever again. Goodbye childhood.Tae and Hobi choose something that suited them perfectly. They were dressed like minions, laughing loud and doing silly things, just like the little creatures.And then there were Jungkook and Jimin with very simple costumes. Jungkook was wearing black jeans and a cookie pattern shirt with big “Cookies” on the front and Jimin was with white jeans and white shirt with simple “Milk”. Together they were Cookies and milk. The idea was Tae’s and all of them liked it, accept for Jimin, who cringed.And so done Yoongi, when he saw them.“What’s that shit?” he asked, meeting his friends at the party.“It’s cute,” pouted Jungkook, trying not to care about hyung’s words.“It’s stupid,” Jimin couldn’t agree more with his hyung’s words, although he was doing it for his boyfriend.“At least we’re not boring as you” the youngest turned on his heels and dragged Jimin after him, saving the last words for himself.Yoongi just shrugged. He wasn’t even wearing a costume. Just his normal clothes.The boys had a lot of fun, as always, but after midnight, the party was slowly starting to die. However, Jungkook and Jimin were more interested in each other. They were horny and this time both were sober.
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Their patience was running out fast and soon the boys found themselves in Jungkook's apartment.
The younger pressed his hyung against the door as soon as he closed it. His mouth was kissing the older's neck, his hands roaming under the white shirt and his hips pressed against the other's, searching some sort of friction.
Jimin was a panting mess. This was the longest period without sex he had and no matter how good Yoongi's tongue felt, he needed the real thing.
"More, Jungkook" the boy said out of breath, rubbing their bulges together.
"Someone's impatient?" teased the younger. He tugged on Jimin's jeans, making room for his hand to go in. His fingertips brushed along the other's shaft, making him squirm.
Jimin's impatience was growing faster. He pushed the younger, hard enough to move him, but not enough to stop his actions, grabbed his hand and walked into the place.
Jimin was on the couch, shirt long forgotten somewhere. Jungkook was on top of him, sucking and biting the delicate skin of his boyfriend, marking him for days, while his hand ghosted over the boy's clothed dick.
"Please, Kookie" the older begged in desperation.
Jungkook stood up and smirked, removing Jimin's clothes.
The younger spread Jimin's cheeks, looking at his awaiting hole. They didn't have lube, so he had to improvise.
Using a lot of his spit, the boy started prepping Jimin. One finger. Then two, but the boy was growing impatient.
"Please, Kookie, I want you" Jimin mewled.
"You sure?" Jimin nodded. Jungkook wasn't sure that this was enough, two fingers without lube, but Jimin had enough backstory in fucking and who is Jungkook to know what is right.
"On four" Jungkook commanded. In this way he was sure he won't kiss the boy in the heat of the moment.
The boy bottomed out in one quick movement. He barely gave Jimin time to adjust, before he pounded hard into the heat. Lost in his own pleasure, he fucked the boy fast and rough. Biting his back every now and then, gripping hard on his hips.
Jungkook felt his climax building fast, so with one hand he stroked Jimin's dick and with the other he rubbed his nipple. Kissing his neck, he managed to make his thrusts hard and deep.
Jimin came with a yelp and his eyes teared up. He sobbed as Jungkook slowed down a bit, but the boy didn't stop, fucking him through painful overstimulation.
In his own little world of pleasure, the younger took his time to spread Jimin's asscheeks and watched his dick disappear in him. It was mesmerizing and after a few fast thrusts, Jungkook buried himself deep, pressing too harsh against the boy's abused prostate and painted his insides with his cum.
By that time, no powers were left in Jimin's body. He didn't make a sound. Just whimpered as his legs gave out and fell on the mattress.
Jungkook went to the bathroom, wanting to clean them from the mess they made, but by the time he turned back, Jimin was in deep sleep.
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Jimin woke up in the middle of the night. Everywhere around hem was dark. Only the light snoring behind him was breaking the silence. Jungkook was hugging him, his body closely pressed against Jimin’s. The boy himself was curled into a ball – his protective position. Yeah, he enjoyed the sex, but it was only that – a sex. He expected more. In his imagination the first time with his boyfriend was sweet and gentle. Cheesy words, light touches, slow and passionate lovemaking. Everything that Jimin had never done but dreamed to do.But his protective knight in a shining armor turned out to be a grim reaper.In reality, this night was awful. Jungkook was rough, completely ignoring the other’s feelings. He acted like any other guy Jimin was with. It was disappointing. And because the older haven’t done it in a long time, now his ass was hurting like a bitch.Jimin took a deep breath and closed his eyes. He wrapped his hands around his body tighter, hoping that at least in his sleep he could have what he wanted. It’s wet.His cheeks, neck, chest. It’s all wet and cold. It can’t be raining in his bed and he didn’t have a pet. So what the fuck?Jimin opened his eyes, Jungkook’s happy face the first think he saw. Everything went back into its place and the reality hit him like a truck.“Good morning, Jimin” the younger said happily, showering the other’s body with different kisses.“What… are you doing?” Jimin was from that type of people who are unconscious in the first 5 to 10 minutes they wake up.“Let’s do it again” the boy squished Jimin’s round ass, making him yelp in pain. Jungkook didn’t notice it.“Jungkookie, school…” he tries to argue, but the pain is slowly growing unbearable.“We have enough time, please” Jimin can’t say no ti Jungkook’s adorable pouty face. And he thought that everything will be good if he just suck him off. His stupid kind heart.Excited, Jungkook started rubbing against the other’s tights, making them both moan. The dark haired boy turned them around, sitting on the bed, back against the headboard and with Jimin sitting in his lap.“Ride me” Jungkook groaned, rubbing his hard on against Jimin’s butt, moaning from the sweet skin-o-skin friction.“What?” the other boy froze, mind going completely blank for a second.“Ride me” lost in his lust, Jungkook grabbed his ass cheeks, opening them wide and shoved a finger inside the entrance.Jimin jumped with a scream from the sudden insertion.“N-no” he stood up fast as a lightning and grabbed his clothes. Pupils blown out with fear and body shaking.Everything happened so fast. In one moment, Jungkook was lost in his lust, having the best ass on top of him, in the next he saw his boyfriend fully clothed, ready to leave. “What now?” Jungkook asked. He was pissed. Jimin was acting stupid again. “You said everything else is allowed. I didn’t break your rule. What happened?” the boy was screaming at the end.Jimin’s eyes filled up with tears, but he managed to hold them. His doubts were proved. His fears became true. Jungkook never loved him. He wanted hi only for sex, like the others. And now when he couldn’t have what he wanted, he was angry.‘He waited too long’ thought Jimin. Deeply hurt, he lifted his head proudly and leaved the place before Jungkook managed to put some clothes on. He left with his pride on. His ego didn’t allowed him to leave like a little crying boy, but at the moment he stepped outside the building, Jimin started running. He ran like his life depended on it. And maybe it was.By the time he arrived home, Jimin was crying. Big tears falling from his eyes, down his chubby cheeks. But there wasn’t any noise. It was a silent cry. He didn’t have powers for more.Confused, he didn’t know what to do of how to act, but one thing he knew for sure – where to go.The boy stepped in front of Yoongi’s door and knocked. No answer. Still, he entered.Yoongi was sleeping deeply like a bear in its cave, but Jimin didn’t care. He looked around the room, instantly founding what he needed. The boy took the shirt he found on the chair and put it one, throwing away his clothes like they were poisoned. Poisoned with Jungkook.The shirt was one of the few bigger ones Yoongi had. It was covering Jimin’s butt at the back and quarter his tights in front. In other words – just enough.The orange haired boy slipped under the covers. Hyung was sleeping only with his boxers, but Jimin couldn’t care less. He founded it comfortable how the older’s body was hot like fire against his cold one.Jimin snuggled into the burning heat, finding peace and comfort, and fell asleep in seconds. “What are you doing here?”
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“What are you doing here” it was still dark, thanks to the thick curtains and Jimin was half-asleep, but he saw a silhouette above him, from which were coming the worried words.The boy rubbed his eyes in a sleepy manner and after he realized who was talking, his hands automatically wrapped around that person’s torso.“Hey, what’s wrong?” Yoongi asked now really worried. He laid carefully next to the boy, taking him closer in his embrace. “Why aren’t you at school?” it was somewhere around 11am.“I feel terrible” the younger said quietly, his throat a little sore from everything that happened.“Tell hyung what’s wrong” the vibrations from Yoongi’s low voice went through Jimin’s body, making him shiver a little, but also making him feel safe.The orange haired boy started talking immediately. They’ve already been through that shy, anxious and insecure about sharing phase. He knew he could trust his hyung. So he told him everything that happened that night with Jungkook.“Oh, Minnie…” Jimin melted from the pet name. “I’m sorry. I should’ve told you, but you know how possessive and jealous Jungkook can be, I didn’t want to put something between your relationship” the older apologized and he really meant it. In he knew something like this can happen, he would’ve protected Jimin at all costs. But this time he acted careless. Too careful not to break the rules and the bound he was building, he let the boy get hurt.“What do you mean?”“Jungkook, he… he’s a little brat. He seems very kind and loving, but he doesn’t know how to love without hurting someone. I’m sorry you had to feel it on yourself.” Yoongi positioned himself in more sitting position, his back against his tower of pillows, he took Jimin to lie down on him, settled between his legs. The boy’s orange head was on the other’s bare chest, listening to his calming heartbeat.“And this morning he shouted at me. It was my fault, but still…” Jimin shook his head, remembering it. He didn’t like it when someone shouted and he hated it when someone was shouting at him.“Why?”“I refused to have sex with him. I was scared and I ran away” now, when he was saying it, it sounded really stupid and childish and he started to see why Jungkook was so pissed.“Why you refused, Minnie?” that was something unusual for Jimin. He never refused some fun and he and Jungkook were always over each other. Jungkook’s roughness was the readon, but Yoongi felt that there was something more.“He wanted me to ride him.”“What’s wrong with that?” Yoongi chuckled, but Jimin was serious. He crossed his arms (or at least he tried to) and pouted his lips.“Come on, Jiminnie. You can tell me” the older poked his cheeks.Jimin murmured something under his nose. He wasn’t comfortable with sharing it and he thought the he’ll be laughed at.“What?”“I’ve never done it” the boy said fast and closed his eyes, ready for the laughing. But nothing like this followed.“Really? How come?” his hyung asked with caring tone. He wasn’t laughing, he wasn’t smiling, he wasn’t judging. And Jimin was thankful for that.“All my partners were thinking only for themselves. They just do their work and leave, never caring about my pleasure”“Oh, Minnie. Promise me you’ll never do this thing again” Yoongi wasn’t happy when he found about Jimin’s ‘hobby’, but he said nothing because the boy did nothing since they were roommates. But now the thought that Jimin, his Jimin, can start fucking again with whoever he meet, was terrifying him.“But I…”“Jimin” Yoongi used his name only when he was mad or serious. His voice was imperious, so powerful and soaked with possession, sending shivers down Jimin’s spine. He couldn’t argue with that.“Okay. I promise”“Good boy” the boy smiled to the praise, his cheeks turning light pink. “And if you want to try riding, or anything else, I’m here”“I’ll keep that in mind, hyung”For now Jimin was fine as he was (especially with that hurting ass) but the idea wasn’t bad. For the small amount of time Yoongi showed that he actually cared. He was gentle, kind and sweet, but strict when he needed to be. The only time he was rigorous with Jimin was when the boy really deserved it. He never shouted, he used his powerful, respectful voice. His hyung was always there for him, listening his bullshits and trying to help with whatever he could. He never judget or pushed Jimin out of his comfortable zone. In other words, Yoongi was perfect. He was his loving guardian angel, slowly crawling under his skin, straight toward his heart.No matter how hard Jimin was trying not to think about it, he was slowly starting to feel that this connection with his hyung was growing into something bigger. He didn’t know how love felt, but he was sure, he liked Yoongi. A lot.
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After Jimin rushed out of his apartment, Jungkook didn’t know what to do. He was angry (with himself and with Jimin), upset, horny and he still had to go to school.The boy took a shower, dressed and went to school, hoping he’ll see Jimin there.“Have you see Jimin?” Jungkook asked his friends, who were chilling at their favorite place, near the stone fence. It was lunch time and he still haven’t talked with Jimin.“I thought he was with you” said Tae, looking slightly worried. “What happened?”“We had a fight and he ran away. I don’t know where he is” Jungkook was worried. Thousands of bad scenarios playing in his head.“I’m sure he’s okay” Namjoon tried to calm the boy as he saw his boyfriend walking away from the group.A few minutes after, Jin came back to them. “Yoongi said ‘Don’t worry. He’s fine’”Jungkook nodded in relief. He was glad his boyfriend was safe, but once again he was with Yoongi and that was driving him mad.* * *After their talk, Jimin sled for a few more hours. Yoongi used that time to think. He wanted to make this boy happy, to make him feel better, but he didn’t know how. It wasn’t long before he found the answer. He knew Jimin well. The boy was kind and sweet, he loved the small gestures and those lovely cringe things like holding hands and cuddle non-stop (to be honest, Yoongi enjoyed those things way too much, but he would never admit it). His plan was perfect.Jimin woke up to the smell of his favorite cherry blossom tea. Next to him Yoongi was smiling, holding a big cute mug. “Wake up, beautiful”“Hyung, how?” the boy asked before taking a sip. The cherry blossom tea was the most delicious thin he ever tasted, but it was rare to find and very expensive.“I have my ways” yeah, lots of connections and lots of money were included in his ways. “Drink it and get ready. We’re going out.”“Where?” Jimin asked a little scared. He didn’t felt like going out and meeting the world.“You’ll see”Since he started university, the only places Jimin was going were bars, resturants or some unnamed places where he was with the rest of the group. So when Yoogni took him to the park nerby and brought him ice cream from the cite girl behind the cart (which gave his number to Yoongi. Yoongi throw it in the first bin he saw) Jimin was completely surprised and caught off guard. He immediately forgot about everything and put his biggest smile on.Yoongi, annoyed by the flirting girl, took the ice creams and walked to the bench where he left Jimin. The boy was wearing a skin tight jeans and one of Yoongi’s biggest sweaters, so he could feel small and safe in it (the older insisted to be one of his and Jimin had nothing against it). His smile was big and bright.The older found it adorable how the boy took his ice cream and started licking it with the happiness of a little boy.It was the late afternoon, dammit, Yoongi forgot that Jungkook’s classes were only in the morning and honestly, he didn’t thought they’ll see him, but here he were. Standing a few meters away, staring at them with wide eyes.And idea sparkled in his mind. Yoongi smirked as he placed his hand around the younger’s shoulders.“Do you like it?” he actually cared. Jimin was on first place. Showing Jungkook that he’s the one who won the boy was only a bonus.“Yes, hyung. Thank you, for everything” Jimin said shyly , looking at his hidden in the sleeves hands. He smiled and gave Yoongi a small peck on the cheek.“Cute” the older chuckled.“What?” a redness flushed over the boy’s face.“You’re cute”“You said I’m beautiful?” Jimin asked. He wasn’t sure if earlier he heard it or it was his imagination.“Yes, Minnie. You are beautiful. Truly amazing” Yoongi faced the boy. He tugged some of his orange locks behind his ear and kissed the tip of his nose.“Hyuuuung~” Jimin wined, feeling a bit embarrassed. But he couldn’t lie. He liked it.“Um, Jimin?” the said boy turned his head toward the voice. Jungkook was standing in front of the two boys.“Let’s go, Yoongi” Jimin ignored the younger boy, standing up from the bench.“Jimin, please, give me one more chance. You know I wanna be with you” Kook begged.“No” Yoongi answered instead of Jimin, but Jungkook didn’t like it. He was mad. Who was Yoongi to decide? His thoughts were rushing like crazy. The next thing he knew – he punched his hyung in the face.The boys started a fight. The people around them were watching, but no one dared to stand between them. Jimin screamed and begged them to stop, begged someone to help, because he wasn’t enough. Of course, he tried to help, but both Jungkook and Jimin pushed him back, saying him to stay away from it.Jungkook was younger and stronger, but also impulsive and naïve. Yoongi was smarter. He knew ways to beat his opponent in second. It was dark and useful part of his past. But he didn’t want to win. He left the younger to beat the shit out of him.Yoongi was on the ground, his face covered in blood and his body hurting, covered with bruises. Probably he had a broken rib or two. He didn’t care.The black haired boy coughed a few times, spitting blood and tried to lift himself up. He couldn’t remember when was the last time he was beat up like that.Jungkook stood up, stepping closer to Jimin. He handled his covered with blood hand, but the older shocked his head.“You’re a monster” Jimin said with tears in his eyes and kneed next to Yoongi, trying to help him. “Let’s go home, hyung” the boy wrapped his hand around the older’s waist, taking most of his weight.While they were leaving, Yoongi slightly turned to Jungkook, showing him a victorious smile. This time Yoongi won for sure.
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Jimin felt a little better when he washed the blood off Yoongi’s face and saw that there weren’t serious wounds. Most of the blood was from his cutted lip and bitted tongue. His left side was swelling and turning blue, but his nose wasn’t broken and there weren’t big injures (partly because Yoongi knew how to protect himself and partly because Jungkook didn’t know how to fight right).“Why you fought with Jungkook?” the boy asked, finishing his work as a nurse.“Because he’s stupid cunt and I don’t want him near you” Yoongi hissed from the sudden pain when he tried to move himself.“But you let him beat you.”“I’m sorry I couldn’t protect you. What if it was you he wanted to beat?” it was more like ‘you won’t look at me again if I show you what I’m capable of’ but the older saved it for himself. He saw how Jimin looked at Jungkook and he was glad he wasn’t the one who won this fight.“That’s not true. You’re the only thing I have” the smaller boy curled on the bed, showing Yoongi how much he meant for him. A sob escaped between his lips. “Stupid… stupid, stupid, stupid” he hit the boy’s chest. “For a moment I was afraid he’ll kill you. I thought I’ll loose you.”“I’m here. I’ll never leave you” Yoongi wrapped his hands around the boy’s trembling body, ignoring the pain in his own. “I’ll always protect you”“Hyung…” Jimin wanted to say a lot of things, but he didn’t have the courage to. “You have to sleep now”The smaller boy stood up from hi hyung, placed a sweet kiss on his swollen lips and left the room before Yoongi have a chance to react.“This boy will be the death of me. I swear” he sighed and closed his eyes, repeating the kiss in his mind again and again. For the next week everything turned into a complete mess. Jungkook was angry, sad and desperate. Jimin refused to talk with him, look at him r even be close to him.This childish fight was bad for the group. It was separating them. If they were out with Jungkook, Jimin and Yoongi refused to come. If they were out with Jimin and Yoongi, Jungkook was the one to refuse. It was terrible.By the end of the week the rest of them had it enough. Hey decided it’s time to make plan and take care of this situation. Divide and rule sounded the best for now.
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The boys separated in two groups. At the end of the week each group would’ve spent the night with their target.“Where are Namjoon and Jin?” Jungkook asked. It was Friday. His last class ended and he hoped that he’ll spend some time with his friends.“Jin said they have stuff to do. You know, old married couple kind of stuff” Taehyung laughed.Kook nodded. It sounded like something they’ll do.“What are we doing?” he asked.“Let’s go to Hobi’s” Tae kissed his boyfriend’s cheek and grabbed Kook’s hand.The boy spent the rest of the day playing videogames, Tae using Hobi as a chair. The older had nothing against it, if he didn’t count the fact that Tae was aggressive player. He always moved, jumped and shifted on his seat, which caused a little ‘hard’ problem.Hobi started roaming his hands on Tae’s body. “You’re moving too much, baby” the younger moaned, his eyes never leaving the game.“Don’t pretend you don’t like it’Hoseok put one of his hands under the boy’s shirt, playing with his nipples, his other hand in the boy’s pants, rubbing his dick and lips on his neck.Tae was falling apart, hardly paying attention to the game, without any care if he would win or lose. His boyfriend’s hand were more important right now. But suddenly, lost in the feeling on his skin, somehow, he won the game.The boy turned his head, lips open, ready to ask what was wrong. Kook wasn’t the type that’ll lose so easy, but the youngest was already looking at them. Heavy breathing, blown pupils, his hard on was slightly visible.„Hobi” Tae whimpered, but he didn’t need to sat more. The older boy turned his head and a smirk lighted his face. “Oh, someone wants to play” he teased.Jungkook’s cheeks flushed red. He never looked at his friends in sexual way. They were his friends, god dammit. He had to feel disgusted from the thought, but he had to admit that the boys in front of him looked sinfully hot. Hobi had that playful smile and sadistic spark in his eyes and Tae looked so wrecked just from some make out. “Kooki’s look makes you hard, huh?” Hoseok teased, grabbing the boy’s groin hard, making him yelp in pleasure. “You want his bid cock while I watch you? Feeling him deep in your tight ass? Or having us both? You’ll like that, right, bitch?”“Yes, please, yes, Hobi” the younger moaned, imagining what it would be. “Will you suck Jungkook while I prep you?” Tae nodded. “Kookie, come here and remove your clothes”Jungkook was in some kind of trance. He was going to do whatever they told him is that meant that he’ll be part of the fun. He removed his shirts and placed his hands on the button of his jeans, but Tae was faster. He removed the reminding clothes and shoved the boy on the couch, resting himself between his legs, ass up. Tae occupied himself with the younger’s cock, mouthing sloppily at the head before engulfing the shaft slowly and expertly, humming. He pressed his fingers into Jungkook’s tights, sucking and slurping happily.A silent moan left Jungkook’s lips and Hoseok took the opportunity to shove two fingers inside his mouth, coating them thoroughly. After a minute or two, the fingers left Kookie’s mouth and the oldest moved behind Tae, sliding his fingers through the cleft, beginning to prod and explore.Tae was having fun, but he craved more. The fingers weren’t enough. He wanted something thicker, longer.The boy pulled off of Jungkook’s cock slowly and mouthed his way up the hot body. Leaving red marks here and there, he moved on the younger’s lap, connecting their lips. The kiss was nothing more than teeth and moans, but the friction between their bodies was enough for them not to care.“Show him what you can, baby” Hobi’s impatient groaning came from across the boys, where he was sitting, lazily stroking his dick to full hardness.Taehyung positioned himself and took Jungkook’s dick in one quick movement, resting all his weight on the other’s tights.Kook gasped. The feeling of the boy’s warmth around his cock, their bodies skin-o-skis, was almost unbearable. He needed a minute to take back his control, but Tae surprised him, moving his hips up and down in fast pace, making them moan.“Faster” the older plead.Jungkook dropped his hands to Tae’s hips and sinked his fingers into his skin, nails creating red crescents in his flesh. It’s enough to have Tae bouncing eagerly, mouth wide oped, mewling as little scratched are drawn into his hips.“God, you’re so – fuck, you’re so perfect”Taehyung can’t say anything. The older suddenly shoved his hips up, making him scream.“F-Fuck, K-Kookie,” he moaned, body going limp as Jungkook hammered up into him, cock driving into his hole relentlessly. “O-Oh, f-fuck,”“’m close” after a few moments Kook make one hard, brutal thrust, hitting the boy’s prostate dead on. Tae cried in pleasure, with cock buried deep and his orgasm denied.“Shh…” Jungkook kissed the tears that felt on his cheeks. He hugged the boy, making him lie over him, making room for the older.“We’ll go slow, okay? Relax, love” Hobi cooed softly, smiling. He coated a finger in lube and slowly started pushing it inside, until it slipped in alongside Jungkook’s cock, and then a second, allowing Tae some time to relax and accept the intrusion. Kook moaned against the older’s throat, the sensation strange but arousing. The fingers become three and for Tae was a bit uncomfortable and strange, but Jungkook was impatient. Too horny to wait. He bucked his hips, making the fingers slide deeper than firstly planned.Taehyung cried, biting hard on his lower lip. He wasn’t expecting it. The pain was so sudden and sharp.“Kook, stop!” Hobi raised his voice in panic, removing his fingers carefully. The whole point of this was to not hurt Tae, but the youngest was doing the complete opposite.To cover up the things, Jungkook started placing kissed over the boy’s face, holding him tight in his hands. “Shhh… it’s okay. You’re so perfect. You can take it”The prised worked. Tae calmed down and Kook gave the older a sign.“Nice and easy…” he purred, giving Jungkook a death glare. His breath ghosted over the younger’s skin and he slowly pressed the head inside.Taehyung gasped as he was prepped, head still lolling with the way Jungkook distracted him with kisses and touched. His body was overheated, but he allowed Hoseok to push gently inside before taking matters into his own hands. Using his hips to an advantage, he rolled slowly down further, pushing Hobi in deeper alongside Jungkook.Hoseok groaned into the back of Tae’s shoulder, unable to believe that his boyfriend is actually moving down onto both of them. He knew better than most that they needed to be careful, but Tae appeared to handle the added mass quite well. Hoseok waited for Kook to thrust upward, then pushed up in as the younger was pulling back, setting up a rhythm that will never leave Tae unfilled.Jungkook was barely prepared for how this actually felt. Clearly Hoseok was more clam and reminded controlled but the younger was in awe. He wanted to feel more and more from this feeling, so he raised up his speed, as if he was trying to break Tae in half.“I’m gonna stuff you so full” Jungkook maintained the same speed, one hand going between their bodies to jerk off the boy. Hoseok tried to get the younger’s attention, but unsuccessfully. He was worried. They were hurting his boyfriend, but all he could do was to stay and let Kookie do his word. If he tried to pull out now, it’ll probably really split the boy in half.A few powerful thrusts later Taehyung came with a load yelp, tears falling from his eyes. The tightening walls and the friction between their dicks was enough for the two boys to reach their climaxes. Jungkook spilled his cum inside the boy with low groan, biting on his skin. Hoseok, on the other hand, just moaned quietly, glad that it finally ended.The boys pulled out of Tae, but before they could take care of him, he curled and felt asleep. Hoseok wrapped a blanket around his boyfriend and kissed his cheek gently.“We have to talk” the older looked at the dark haired boy.“About what?”“Jimin and Yoongi” they moved to the kitchen, so they can talk freely.It wasn’t one of the most pleasurable of easy talks Hoseok had in his life, but at the end of all the drama, Jungkook agreed that in some point he was wrong. He agreed to forgive Yoongi for stealing his boyfriend if he apologize to him personally and from heart. And he was ready to forgive Jimin if the boy give him another chance. Glad he had done something right tonight, Hoseok texted all that to Jin.Jungkook… he stayed up all night, thinking about Jimin.
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The old married couple stuff Tae was talking about were just a cover. After school the boys went to prepare some things before they move to the plan.* * *The whole apartment smelled like popcorns. It was late afternoon and the boys decided to watch a movie (or a few), but Jimin made too much popcorns.“Ahh… Jiminnieh, again? That’s for third time this week” Yoongi groaned dissatisfied, seeing the two bows with snack.“But hyung ~ I love popcorns” the boy made that adorable face that Yoongi couldn’t resist. This trick worked Every. Fucking. Time.“Fine. Come here.”Jimin left the food on the small coffee table and sat on the couch. The older pulled him closer in his embrace, making him almost lay on top of him. Jimin lifted his head to look at his hyung. Their lips were a few inches away, breaths mixing together.Suddenly, the front door opened with big and loud ‘Hey’ from Jin.In a matter of second Jimin sat back on his place, his cheeks blushed in slight shade of red as if he was caught doing something impropriate. After years of shameless fucking here and there, now he didn’t want to be caught laying on top of his hyung, the secret need to connect their lips building inside his body.“Did we interrupted something?” Jin asked, knowing that in this way he’ll annoy Yoongi.“Don’t play innocent. Why and how are you here… hyung?”“You gave me a key a few years ago. Remember?” whistled the older.“You still have it?”“Let’s eat” Seokjin winked before entering the kitchen, where Namjoon was unpacking the food they brought.The boy ate, having fun. They were telling jokes, Joonie and Seokjin talked about their adventurous relationship and stuff like that. At some point, they moved in the living room, sitting comfortably on the floor and Jin started talking about his and Yoongi’s teenage years. The said one tried to protest, the past was in the past, but his hyung shush-ed him and there was nothing he could do.Jimin listened in delight while Yoongi turned red, trying to sink in the floor from embarrassment.“Hyung, you were so cute when you were younger” Jimin said happily, imagining Yoongi as a teenage boy.It was as if a switch flicked in the older. He moved fast. In a second the boy was between Yoongi’s legs, with the older’s head resting on his shoulder and a hand tightly gripping the inside of his tight.“Aren’t I cute now, Minnie” he whispered, voice low and thick, sending shivers down the younger’s spine.“I… you…” Jimin’s breathing became uneven. He could’ve felt Yoongi’s lips dangerously close to his skin, his hand dangerously close to his groin and he was sure he could feel the outline of the older’s not-so-soft dick pressed against his lower back. “No. You are murmuring, never happy old man, who’s only pleasure is to sleep and tease the youngers” Jin said with a serious tone, but he didn’t really meant it. It was just a way to see if what he saw was real or not.“He’s not exactly cute, but he can be sweet, gentle and caring. Protective and strict when he need to be. And he sure know how to have fun” Jimin spoke quietly. His eyes sparkled as he was talking with adoration about his hyung.“I know” the oldest smiled. His words weren’t heard because as he spoke, Jimin was already turning his head towards Yoongi. This time the boy didn’t hesitate, connecting their lips in a kiss. It was slow and sweet, growing deeper as Yoongi moved his hand over the boy’s crotch, squeezing it lightly.Jimin moaned, making room for Yoongi’s tongue to slip past his plump limps.“Gross. Hyung, get yourself a room” Namjoon wined, trying to avoid the sight in front of him.“Shut up, pervert. This is my house. Watch or leave” Yoongi hissed, but he stopped his actions. Not because of Namjoon, but because he wasn’t sure if he could control himself.“Look how late is it. It’s time for sleep” the oldest faked a yawn.“What are you talk - ouch!” Joon couldn’t finish. His boyfriend pinched him on the arm.“Let them have their moment” he whispered, after that he turned to Yoongi. “We’ll go to your room”“Nope. You came here uninvited. You’re sleeping on the couch. Both of you.”“Yoongi-hyung, don’t be so rude.” Jimin smiled cutely. “Hyungs, you can use my room. There’s a plenty of room there.”“No, Jimin. We can just leave” Namjoon tried to convince the younger not to worry, but Jimin made his cute ‘please’ face and, let’s be honest, those tricks worked all the time.“I’m smaller. The couch is big enough for me. And I’ve slept on way more uncomfortable places, so…?” the youngest showed his teeth in big smile and the couple couldn’t say no.Soon after that Jin and Namjoon went to Jimin’s room for the night, and the boy himself prepared to sleep on the couch.“You’re too kind, you know?” Yoongi hovered over the boy in one quick movement.“They are our friends and they came to cheer us up. I… “ the older placed a small kiss on the other’s cheeks, stopping his mumbling.“I didn’t mean it in a bad way.”“Oh, thanks hyung”“Jiminnieh, what was that earlier?” Jimin looked at him with confusion written on his face. “The kiss.”“I just felt like it. I really wanted to feel your lips” Jimin covered his face with the nearest pillow and wined in embarrassment.“You are adorable” Yoongi chuckled, removing the pillow off the other’s face. He leaned forward for a kiss. Long and sweet. He wanted more, he needed more, but the known sounds of sex already could’ve been heard in the place. Now wasn’t the right time.He stood up and gave Jimin one last kiss on the forehead.“Goodnight, Minnie”“Night, Yoonig”
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Jimin woke up in the middle of the night, shivering. It was cold and he forgot to bring a blanket. He looked around and the only thing near him was Yoongi’s sweater. Jimin put it on. It was big, warm and comfy. The end was half his tights, his hands lost in the sleeves, erfectly long for him to make his lovely sweeter paws. The cloth smelled like his hyung and the younger thought he was in heaven.This night his dreams were full of Yoongi.* * *Yoongi woke up early. He thought that he can make Jimin move in his bed. The younger probably was cold and uncomfortable. But when he saw how cute Jimin was, curled into his sweater, he just couldn’t wake him.He sighed and went to the kitchen, where the other two boys were.“You two are too loud” Yoongi said, making himself a coffee.“You two are too cute” Jin said, casually spreading chocolate on his pancake.“What?” “I don’t what exactly it is, but it’s strong and deep”“I don’t know what are you talking about” the younger turned on his heels, realy to leave, but the next sentence stopped him. A thought he was afraid to admit.“You like him. I can see it” the elder smirked. He knew his best friend well, sometimes beter than himself.“You’re wrong” he wasn’t lieing. Yoongi’s feelings were deeper than that.“Can it be love? “ the younger said nothing and Jin chickled. “The great Min Yoongi finally in the trap of love”The black haired boy growed, but gave the boys a nod that was saying ‘yes, I love him’.“However, let’s talk about something different” Namjoon said in formal tone. “Jungkook”.“I don’t want to talk about this brat.”“Come on, Yoongi. Just apologise and everything will be fine.”“Me? He’s the one who should apologize after beating me and the things he did to Jimin” the boy got angry, rising his voice and hitting the table.“Wait a minute. What he did to Jimin?” Jin stared confused at the angry boy. He knew about the fight, but nothing more. Yeah, Jimin played strong and tough, pretending he care about nothing, but he was a human that can be hurt. And everyone in the group knew that Jungkook can be a little rough from time to time.“I can’t tell you. It’s Jimin’s business,, but Jungkook really hurted him. Both physically and emotionally.” Yoongi sighed. He really wanted to protect his boy, but to keep him away from his friends wasn’t the best opinion. He decided to do it, althought it wasn’t right. “I’ll do it”“But…” the boys tried to protest, but Yoongi was faster. “I said I’ll do it”After that they didn’t talked about it, the didn’t talked at all. They just finished ther breakfasts and Jin and Namjoon leaved. Yoongi wanted to be alone for a while.
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Not long after the boys left, Jimin entered the kitchen. He yawned cutely like a kitten and rubbed his eyes in a sleepy manner, the big hoody hanging unzipped on his shoulders.Yoongi took a deep breath, almost choking on his water, as he recognized his hoody. He was used to see Jimin in big and baggy clothes, it was cute, but seeing him in HIS hoody, unleashed Yoongi’s possessiveness.“I’m sorry. It was cold and I…”“It looks good on you. Don’t worry” the younger tried to apologize, seeing the look his hyung gave him, but Yoongi stopped him. The boy blushed lightly and tried to suppress a shy smile.Jimin took a sip of his cherry juice, happy that he can wear the warm cloth, but a few drops felt on his shirt, forming a wet spot on his chest.“Ohh…” pouted the boy.“Take it off” the older said casually, standing up from his chair.The boy didn’t hesitate. He removed the hoody, then the shirt, shivering a little from the could touch of the air on his skin.Yoongi took the shirt without paying attention to the boy’s naked torso (thankfully, he didn’t notice his deep red cheeks too) and left the room. The best way to remove a stain was to treat it immediately.When he came back, Yoongi’s jaw dropped. Jimin had put the hoody back on, halfway zipped and he looked so damn hot. The hem of the cloth covering half his booty on the back and completely at the front. His hands lost in the sleeves and part of his chest and collarbone visible. ‘A second ago he was adorable, what the fuck happened?’ the older thought.“I’ll do everything Jungkook want, but I won’t let him have you” Yoongi walked to the boy, making him bump at the counter. His voice deeper than usual.“What?” his hyung’s voice sent a pleasant shivers down his spine.“I bet he wants more than just your friendship back, but I won’t let him”“Hyung, wh…” Yoongi leaned over Jimin, making him sit on the edge of the counter. He positioned himself between the younger’s legs and kissed him on the lips. A small, but passionate kiss.“I said I won’t leave you, right?” Jimin nodded and smiled. He couldn’t see the connection, but he didn’t care. He felt save and happy it Yoongi’s presence and that was all that mattered.“Hyung?” the boy became shy. He looked down where his knees were touching the other’ sides. He wasn’t sure if he could ask him that. What if it was too much? What if he laughed or be disgusted from him?“Yes, Minnie” Yoongi noticed that the boy was worried for something, so he placed his hands on the outside of his tights, drawing circles with his thumbs.“I want to try that thing with you.” Jimin said quietly and bit his lower lip.Yoongi thought for a moment, unable to get what the boy had in mind, but then a smirk appeared on his lips as the light bulb lighted in his mind. “You can get me in the mood, right?”Jimin nodded and leaned forward. He wrapped his hands around the older’s neck and kissed him. The slow and sensual kiss fastly turned to more passionate and deep one. This forbidden for so long pleasure was so sweet and Jimin couldn’t get enough from it. Their tongues fought for dominance. Jimin was trying to take the lead, but Yoongi wasn’t going to let it happen. He bit the younger’s lower lip before ghosting his lips over the jaw and stopping on that sweet spot under the ear, sucking and marking.Jimin let a sinful moan slip through his parted lips. His hips were moving on their owe, trying to get some sort of friction.As he moved along his neck, making a path of hickeys, Yoongi’s hands were moving over the younger’s body. He gently caressed his fingers over the clothes, starting from his tights and slipping his hands under the hoody, grabbing a handful of Jimin’s booty.The younger wrapped his legs around Yoongi’s waist by instinct and the boys moved from the kitchen to Yoongi’s room.The older placed the boy on his bad and kissed him for a while. It was so good to finally kiss him, but the hormones were rising and both of them were getting impatient.They separated, taking a moment to breath. Yoongi didn’t waste time, removing the boy’s pants and boxers at once. Trying to help, Jimin placed a hand on the hoody’s zipper, but he was stopped by other hand at the same time.“Leave it” Yoongi growled lowly. He loved the way his cloth was covering the younger’s body. Leaving only a small part from his chest and belly visible. The hem resting very high on his thick tights, as if they were tempting him to take a look under the soft material.But he wasn’t going to just take a look. He was going to love him, to caress his skin gently, to admire the beauty of his body. He wanted to give Jimin all the attention he deserved.Yoongi removed his pants (no underwear? Not a big surprise), but stayed in his shirt, showing some kind of dominance.Jimin mewed in anticipation. His small hand grabbed Yoongi’s dick, pumping a few times, begging to be fucked. He was too horny already. The inside of the hoody was roughly rubbing against his own dick and it was driving him insane. “Not so fast. You’ll hurt yourself.” the older slid his fingers through his hair in gentle gesture.“I don’t care.”“But I do.” Yoongi was serious. Too serious and too caring. But Jimin loved it. He loved it so much, the feeling to be cared for and your needs to be placed first.Yoongi pushed the boy back and his back, giving him a short kiss. He took out a peach scented lube from one drawer. He brought that specially for Jimin. Because he thought that it would suit him and the smell reminded him of the small boy in the lonely nights.He covered two fingers with lube and teased a little the rim, pressing lightly, before he slid one finger inside. Jimin gasped at the feeling finally to have something inside. It wasn’t enough but it was something for now.When he felt that there was no more resistance, Yoongi pushed a second finger and started to scissor them, stretching him good, until he was able to add a third finger. He started thrusting them in stable pace, exploring the younger’s insides.Jimin was a mewing mess. He was arching his back in pleasure, hands gripping the sheets, trying not to touch himself.Suddenly Yoongi pulled out his fingers. His lips found Jimin’s, shutting the boy’s protests.The older positioned himself, rubing his head on the entrance.“But Yoongi, I wanted…” the boy panicked, hands pressed on his hyung’s chest.“You’ll have it, baby. Don’t worry” Yoongi leaned over to kiss his forehead as he entered the boy slowly and carefully.Jimin closed his eyes in pleasure and a deep grown came from his throat as Yoongi stopped, balls deep. He was a bit longer and thicker than Jungkook and Jimin loved it.“You okay?” the elder asked and after a nod, he started rocking his hips slowly. Gentle at first, but his thrusts became more powerful and deep, stopping for a second every few thrusts, pressing hard into the boy’s prostate. His lips never leaving the other’s skin, kissing every part they could reach, his hands exploring his body. He wasn’t hurrying, he had nowhere to go, nowhere else to be. Jimin was his world, all he needed and this night was for him. To make him feel good, feel loved. Yoongi gave all from himself. He wasn’t fucking, he was making love with him. With his precious Jimin and honestly, it felt wonderful.Jimin, in other hand, was losing himself in the pleasure. He could feel his hyung everywhere. His lips, his fingers, his dick, rocking deep inside. He could feel it all and it was too much. It was making him crazy, crazy in love.At some point (minutes or hours, Jimin couldn’t say) Yoongi stopped all his movements, pulling out. Jimin wined at the sudden loss of all the pleasure, but the older kissed him deeply with passion.“Are you ready?” Yoongi asked and looked him in the eyes. Jimin nodded, still a little nervous, but he knew he could trust him. His hyung cared enough. He wasn’t going to hurt him.The older turned them and took Jimin in his lap, his dick pressing against the soft ass and unzipped the hoody. Jimin’s cock was standing proud, leaking against his stomach.Jimin wasn’t sure what to do. He thought he knew, but he was nervous. His breathing was heavy and his heart was beating faster.“Calm down and do it slowly” Yoongi said and kissed the other’s cheek.Jimin closed his eyes and took a deep breath as he took Yoongi’s dick and positioned it on his entrance. He slowly pushed it in and oh god. It felt so good. For both of them. Jimin opened his mouth and let all the breath out, unable to make a sound, his lungs too full with pleasure. Yoongi couldn’t suppress the low animalistic groan that left his lips as he tried to stay still. More than anything he wanted to thrust in the tight heat, but he knew he had to wait just a bit longer.As he bottomed out, Jimin stopped for a moment. He threw back his head. It was amazing. He could feel Yoongi’s dick deeper than anyone else has been before (actually, they were fucking him more fast than deep) and his own weight was making everything more intense.He shifted a bit, but the pressure was still hitting him straight on the prostate. The feeling was almost unbearable, but so sweet at the same time. Jimin’s eyes teared up.“You okay?” the older asked again, moving his hands along his tights, almost touching his dick. Almost.“Yoongi, it’s amazing!” the boy cried and pleasure.“I promised you’ll like it, didn’t I?” Yoongi grinned. Jimin his him jokingly on the chest and started moving. Without wasting time, he moved fast, chasing his climax. Yoongi was meeting his thrusts halfway, making the perfect rhythm.After a while Jimin started to slow his movements, his legs trembling from the intense of their love. Yoongi gripped his tights, making sure to leave marks, and took the work. He raised his speed, rocking hard into the boy, slamming with full force.“’m c-close” the younger moaned.“Touch yourself, Minnie” whispered Yoongi but it wasn’t necessary. The pet name was enough to throw Jimin over the edge, making him spill his cum between their bodies. A silent “I love you, hyung” slipping past his lips. The older tried to fuck him through his orgasm, but the clenching around him, the heat of the other’s body and the cute noises he was making, made him cum a seconds after, spilling his seeds inside.They were breathing deep and uneven. Yoongi took a minute to collect his mind, Jimin still on top of him. “What?”“Nothing” the younger rolled off of him. Yoongi got up to take a towel, cleaning them a little and returned to the bed, letting Jimin spoon in him, face buried in his chest.“I love you, Yoongi” it was such a quiet whisper that Yoongi wouldn’t have heard it if he wasn’t listening carefully.“I love you too, Minnie.”“No, I men it in romantic way. More than just friend”Yoongi took a deep breath, lifting Jimin’s head, so he can look him in the eyes. “I. Love. You. Jimin.” He said every word slow and clearly. “Do you understand my words?” Jimin nodded a little unsure. “Sleep now. We’ll talk about this tomorrow” the older kissed the top of his head and they fell asleep into each other’s arms.
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“Wake up, beautiful” Yoongi placed a gentle kiss on the tip of Jimin’s nose. It was morning and the sun was peeking behind the dark curtains.“No” the boy mumbled, hiding his face with the blanket, scared to meet the reality. Because maybe, last night was just a dream. Amazing dream and he didn’t want to wake up from it. Ever.“Are you tired?” Yoongi was sure he wasn’t that rough. He was trying to be gentle and sweet, watching not to hurt him and to make their first time memorable. Ad it was, at least for Yoongi. But passionate love making can be as tiring as the merciless fucking. He found that last night.Instead of answering, Jimin came off under the blanket and hugged the older boy. Their legs tangled as Jimin snuggled in Yoongi’s bare chest.“Cute” the older chuckled. Ever since he entered the apartment, meeting the fluffy ball called his roommate, Yoongi couldn’t stop admiring everything in him, especially his cuteness.“I’m scared that everything will just vanish and I’ll be alone again,” the younger said quietly. He couldn’t admit it, but his biggest weakness was the fear of abandoning.“I won’t disappear. I’m here, with you. Even when you don’t want me in your life anymore, I’ll be there.”Jimin hugged Yoongi even stronger, like he was his last breath and if he stop he’ll lose him, he’ll lose everything. Because Yoongi was his everything.“The others say that you’re rude and grumpy. Why you are so kind with me?” he looked him.“Because they’re loud and annoying, sometimes. And you are Jimin. My sweet Jimin.”“Hyung~” Jimin wined in embarrassment.Yoongi moved on top of the boy. He kissed him slow and passionately. His lips moved along his jaw and ended on his neck, sucking and nipping hard the smooth skin.“Mine” the older growled as he marked his body.“Yoongi” Jimin yelped. He wasn’t used to be marked, but the pain was so sweet. It was exciting him.“Mine, mine” Yoongi continued to abuse the skin on his collarbone and chest, leaving a trace of small and dark hickeys.“S-stop” the younger mewed, but Yoongi only looked him in the eyes and continued with his rough kisses. He respected Jimin’s wishes and loved him enough to stop whatever he was doing, but the younger’s body was reacting different than the words leaving his mouth, so he continued what he was doing.“You’re that hard just from my marking?” Yoongi said as he pushed his hand under the blankets. He smirked, loving the affect he had on the boy. It was giving him a feeling of extreme possessiveness. “Mine.”“Yours… yours” Jimin was panting heavily. “You’re driving me crazy, hyung”“You too, Minnie. You make me insane. Sometimes I wonder if you’re real. It this is real? I love you so much” Yoongi kissed him between his words, as if he was talking to his skin, to his whole being. One of his hands was lazily stroking the boy’s shaft.“Yoongi, Yoongi” the younger was melting in the pleasure. “Love me”The dark haired boy stopped his actions on Jimin’s dick and leaned over the boy. The smaller one looked him in the eyes, trying to find out what happened, why everything stopped so suddenly, but Yoongi didn’t gave him time to think. He kissed him. A gentle kiss, full of feelings and need of affection. Nothing like the ones before – full of passion and animalistic need of sex.“My dick and my love are two different things, Jiminnieh. Remember that”The younger hiccupped, trying to stop the tears forming in his eyes. This was the most kind, sweet and full of love thing he ever heard. Its meaning hit Jimin right in the feelings and he couldn’t bear it. A few tears rolled down his cheeks, cut he smiled.“Hey, are you okay?” as if a switch was pushed, Yoongi gently traced the wet lines on the other’s face. A shadow of worry over his face.“I’m so lucky to have you, hyung”“I’m glad I met you, Minnie. You changed my life”He wasn’t lying. Every other time Yoongi had a partner or a boyfriend, he was satisfied with just fucking him. And it was rough and fast. Now, he wanted to kiss, touch, make love with Jimin. He turned from wild creature into a gentle lover, but it was all worth it.Jimin wrapped his hands around Yoongi’s neck and took a deep breath. He kissed him gentle before whispering in his ear.“I want your love, hyung, but can I get your dick now?”The older grinned and laughed. Hearing his innocent looking boyfriend saying those dirty words was turning him on so much.“Whatever you want, baby” he smirked.They fucked and they made love the whole morning. Jimin was in heaven, completely lost in the love and pleasure his boyfriend was giving him. Yoongi was finally a reason to live, different from his music. He felt complete.After their fun adult time they took a bath and spend the rest of the day cuddling on Jimin\s bed, watching stupid movies and just resting, completely ignoring the fact that later they’ll have to meet with Jungkook very soon.
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For now, Jin and Namjoon were the only ones who knew about the feelings Jimin and Yoongi shared between each other. Which meant that there was a big chance Jungkook to overreact when one of his ‘wishes for peace’ wasn’t granted. So they thought it would be the best if their little party was held somewhere with a little more privacy.Hoseok was the only one of them who was living in a house, despite he couldn’t call it home. His parents were always somewhere and he was forced to be alone in this big place. No matter how hot it was, he felt it like it was cold all the time. But that’s another story.That’s how they ended up in the middle of the Hoseok’s family living room, sitting on the floor in circle as if they were some group for self-help. (to be honest, they kind of were, after all this meeting was to help them repair their friendship and rebuild it stronger.)Yoongi and Jimin were sitting next to each other and Jungkook was in front of them.Yoongi looked the younger of them in the eyes and took a deep breath. To say those words was hard. His ego couldn’t bear it, but he had to say it. For Jimin.“Jungkook, I’m really sorry I tried to destroy your relationship and fought with you. I’m an asshole” he made it sound good. Like it was his fault. But everyone in this room could say that Yoongi was lying, mocking Jungkook in the most serious tone you can hear someone mocking. However, it was enough for Jungkook and he nodded before he moved his gaze to Jimin.“Forgive me for being such an idiot. I should’ve waited, but my hormones were stronger. I’m sorry. I was a jerk, only thinking about myself”“It’s okay. I understand” Jimin showed a small smile, only enough for his lips to curve at the edges. ‘You’re like everyone else’ he wanted to say, but kept it for himself. No more drama was needed.“Really?” the younger jumped in excitement, he almost couldn’t believe it was this easy. “That’s great. Tomorrow we can go out and I’ll treat you whatever you want. I won’t lay a finger on you, unless you want me to” Jungkook was talking fast, his smile was big and his eyes were sparkling. Too bad this was going to be ruined in seconds.“You can’t” Yoongi stopped the boy’s happy tirade, making everyone look at him. “It’s a surprise, but Jimin have plans with me”.“Come on, Yoongi, you’re just jealous because I have a date and you don’t.” Jungkook mocked his hyung, because he knew that the truth would shut his mouth. Since Kook knew Yoongi, the older never said he had a date; he just fucked with some random dudes or with Jungkook and that was all. Moreover, the younger was no longer his boytoy. So now, he had everything and Yoongi had nothing. How sad, Jungkook thought he won, when this was no longer game for the older.“You’re jealous because WE have a relationship and you lost your chances long ago” the elder kissed his boyfriend’s cheek gently and smirked toward the younger, waiting for his reactions.“Wait, what do you mean? Jimin, what is he saying? You’re giving me one more chance, right?” Jungkook sounded confused. There was nothing left from his cockiness. Only desperate hope that this was only a joke. Really sick joke.
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“No, Kookie. I’m not. Let’s just be friends. Is that okay?” Jimin felt bad about that. He didn’t want to hurt Kookie, but he himself was badly hurt by the younger. To leave Yoongi, who make his life worth, only to satisfy Jungkook’s needs? No. Impossible. It was time for Jimin to start thinking about himself. Jungkook blinked a few times, giving himself time to assimilate the reality. They were sitting next to each other, looking like a lovely-dovely couple, Yoongi’s hands possessively sitting on Jimin’s tight. But at the moment Jungkook saw the dark marks on the younger’s skin, peeking from underneath the shirt, he snapped. Standing up from his place, fists shaking with anger, he stormed out of the room. Jungkook needed fresh air. He needed to think, to calm down. So they were together. They fucked, they probably kissed a lot. Because Jimin never loved him enough, he was just using him, waiting for Yoongi to approached him, so they can not only live together, but to be together, calling it stupid love. After Jungkook stormed out, lost in his thoughts, Jimin followed him. He was worried that the younger can do something stupid. He felt guilty. They had to think of another way to tell him, but it way all late now and Jimin felt that he had to make something to calm the younger down. Jungkook was in the middle of the road when Jimin finally managed to make him stop. “Wait, Kookie” Jimin reached him, out of breath. “Don’t touch me” Jungkook shoved back the hand on his shoulder and ran again. Jimin stood at the middle of the road, completely hurt by the younger’s actions. Thick tears streamed down his face, blurring his sight. Then everything happened so fast. There was a scream and the next thing he Jimin knew was that he was crying over Yoongi’s body. He barely registered what happened. The hands, pushing him off the road, the loud crash and the sound of the car, fading in the night. Everything was blocked away from his mind because all that mattered now was to save Yoongi. Jungkook stood frozen in fear. Yoongi’s scream made him turn around just in time to see the whole scene. The only one who actually saw it and it was going to haunt his dreams for a long long time. The rest of the boys ran out at the moment they heard the screams and the loud crash. The shock on their faces couldn’t be described. That’s how terrible the sight of the young man, surrounded by his own blood in the middle of the road was. Only Seokjin, Yoongi’s best friend, acted like an adult. He called for help.
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The next few hour were a living hell for everyone. No matter if they were included in the incident or not. They all felt the pain. Tae and Hobi were the least affected ones. They were walking around the hospital, talking with doctors and policemen, trying to help Yoongi, but there was nothing that could’ve been done. At least until he wokes up, no one else saw the car.Jungkook was leaning on the wall. In the same position Jimin saw him a few months ago for the first time. With the little difference that this time the younger was staring at the floor with blank expression. He stayed silent, but his mind was screaming. Everything was happening in front of his eyes again and again. His anger, pushing Jimin, Yoongi getting hit, his body on the road. These fragments filled his mind and Jungkook couldn’t help but feel guilty for all of this. And this guilt was eating him alive.Namjoon was trying to connect the sides. He was following the updates from the couple outside, but there was nothing for now. He was keeping an eye on the youngest even though Jungkook didn’t want to talk with anyone. But most of all, he was there for Jin. No matter if he was bringing him food, coffee or just sitting next to him, just holding his hand, he was there.Jimin and Jin were the worst. Jin had the younger in his lap, hugging him tightly and gently rocking back and forth, trying to calm him down. Jimin was crying until his powers left him and his cries turned to sobs.“Don’t worry Jiminie. I’ll wake you up” Jin said with his soft and calming voice, brushing Jimin’s locks out of his face. The younger didn’t want to sleep, but his emotions tired him down and he finally gave up, closing his eyes.A few hours later Jimin woke up, but they still had no news. He rubbed his eyes and stood up. Different thoughts were running through his head, but none of them couldn’t save Yoongi. Even praying wouldn’t help, Jimin knew that.“Kim Seokjin?” the doctor’s voice got the boy’s attention. Six pairs of eyes were looking at him with hope.“Yes, me” Jin stood up, immediately taking Jimin’s hand and pulling him closer to the doctor.“Your friend is out of danger. He will wake up…” the boys lighted up, not letting the man finish. Even Jungkook’s lips parted like he was ready to say something.He didn’t have the chance to, the doctor’s words bringing bavk their gloomy mood.“But we don’t know when this will happen. Keeping him here is very..”“We’ll pay” all of them, without Jimin, said in unison. Namjoon stood up, taking care of the documents and the rest of the talk.Jimin was once again crying, hiding in Jin’s chest. Partly it was from relief. Yoongi would live. But the hell was starting from here.
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For the next few weeks everything was a mess. Jimin was non stop by Yoongi’s side. Thanks to their friends, they were alone in the room.The boys tried to visit them a few times, trying to lighten up Jimin’s mood enough to make him eat something. Without Yoongi, he turned into a ghost. Just standing there, always holding Yoongi’s hand and occasionally falling asleep on his chair when the tiredness was taking over him.Jungkook came a few times alone, always making sure to take care of Jimin. He knew the older wouldn’t do if for himself right now.Of course, the guilt was eating him up and at some point he tried to apologize, to take the blame, to pay for everything.“We’ll talk when he wakes up. It’s not your fault” was all Jimin said. He didn’t let Jungkook come in again.When he was alone, Jimin liked to talk to Yoongi. For everything he could think of, even coming to the point where he was talking about their roles in different magical scenarrios.“If we were in Titanic, we would’ve never let each other go. Stay together or die together” he said once, laughing through his tears.Talking about the real world was too painful. “Come on, hyung, wake up. You said you won’t leave me. You promised!” he snapped one evening after hearing a conversation between Jin and the doctor. No, he wont give up. He still had hope.“They said that you may not walk again. But I don’t care. I will always love you. Just – wake up” he was now fully crying. Heavy tears rolling down his cheeks, falling over their connected hands. His voice was tiny, weak and broken. He wouldn’t let go easy. They would touch Yoongi over his dead body.“I guess you have no other choice than riding me from now on”Jimin went silent, his eyes wide open. At the first moment he couldn’t believe his ears. He had heard Yoongi’s voice in his head before. But then his eyes met Yoongi’s.“You sick pervert. You made me worry to death and that’s the first thing you say???” the younger hit him lightly on the shoulder second before laying on top of him. “For how long you’ve been awake?”“Enough” the older chuckled, wrapping weak hands as tight as he could around his boyfriend.“Hyung!”“I said I won’t leave you, right”
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Just a week later Yoongi was sent home. It was too early, but the couple couldn’t wait to go home, where they belonged. Yoongi couldn’t wait to work on his music again. His too long sleep had inspired him a lot.Having Jimin dance for him, bath him in love and kiss him all the time was also pretty inspiring.Of course, he had to survive through the “welcome home, Yoongi” party that his friends made and Jungkook’s awfully long apologies.Everything was far away from being fine. But everything was gonna be okay with the time. Because they had each other.