Senpai | yoonmin

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3rd Person's POV

"My name is...Min Yoongi, your Senpai." The driver spoke with a voice as deep as the ocean and eyes that looked dangerously calm like the evening tides while staring ahead into the endless road.

Soon, he noticed how the vehicle was running close to reach its destination but Yoongi's focus isn't entirely on that plain obvious fact but he was more interested in what the younger's reply may be.

After hearing absolutely no sounds except the car's engine for a couple of seconds, soft snores filled up the taxi car that Yoongi has managed to successfully steal after drugging its license verified diver.

Freezing in his spot, the mint haired senior takes this chance to quickly adjust the rearview mirror so that he could finally sneak a peek at the beautiful man whose bright orange hair was dishevelled as he rests peacefully in the back seat.

Yoongi stared for good long seconds at how cutely the latter's mouth formed an 'O' before chuckling lightly at the male's adorableness before focusing back onto the road as he reserved a swift right turn and skilfully parked beside the pavement like how he would usually do with much expensive transportation.

Pulling the gear shift down until it reaches as far it could get, Yoongi kills the engine with a small teeny smile plastered across his proud excited face before he soon kicked the car door open like the badass he is and abandoned the driver's seat.

Cold wind blowing against his porcelain skin, Yoongi walks a few steps down the Taxi's body and carefully opens the passenger's door where Jimin is still sleeping soundly on the hard polyester fabric with that same cute expression on his unaware face.

Chuckling a little, Yoongi proceeds to occupy the space beside the sleeping male and lean over until he could finally take in the younger's every delicate feature that he felt the need to protect.

As the senior lovingly steals an observing look at Jimin's flushed down long lashes, his crimson cheeks that are due to the alcohol, his sparkly eyeshadow that still managed to glimmer even in total darkness and those glossy pair of lips which some part of it has been washed away by liquid but still looked so mesmerising.

"So beautiful even in your sleep, I wonder how pretty you would be when laying on my bed too."

Cannot help himself from touching something so unreal, Yoongi compellingly brought up his slender fingers to gently caress the younger's high trendy cheekbones and down to his slightly parted lips just so he could equally spread the freshman's scarlet lipgloss onto the male's full lower lips and also his upper in a careful motion.

"I wish I could have you." Yoongi soothes whilst his gaze trailed down to where the stranger has kissed and was unable to leave a dark shade of hickey, being the cause of the younger's distress.

"He touched you in such a non-gentlemen way huh? He cannot give you hickeys unlike me who can colour your skin like crayons? Damn...a pretty thing like you should be locked up in a cage and only for me to see."

When did he become this greedy?

Soon, Yoongi's dark lustful orbs made their way down to take in the younger's clothing for tonight's special and he wasn't disappointed at all; silk red shirt that sticks to the latter's abdomen, tight fit pair of dark jeans that hugs around-