I've passed by many eyes , but I get lost in yours ↻ yoonmin

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" Ah, I'm so tired after the ceremony." Jimin whines from the moment he entered the house. It was already midnight when they were come back home. It took a lot of time in thanking everyone and clicking wedding photographs.

Jimin raise his hand to stretch his muscles. He gave soar muscles after standing all day, he and Yoongi didn't got to rest for even a second on their special day. But Yoongi was so caring, he brought drinks and snacks for Jimin to keep the younger hydrated & Jimin just wanted to marry him for a second time.

Jimin was smiling to himself on remembering the day when Yoongi's hand suddenly wrapped around his body. He didn't got the time to complain before he was swept off his feet and picked up into Yoongi's arms in a bridal style.

Yoongi's glad Jimin's mom volunteered to look after Haru for tonight. Maybe she figured out how the newly wed would like some intimate time with each and other and that wouldn't be possible because of Haru. Jimin mewled like a cat continuing to sink himself into Yoongi's sturdy arms. He's trying to make himself small, it's clear that he's nervous.

Their bedroom was dimly lit by scented candles, the whole room by now smelt like a garden. Rose petals were scattered on the bed in a heart shape, a nice bottle of wine kept on their night table.

" When did you-" The older never fails to surprise him. How did he even manage to prepare all this when he was busy in their wedding. Maybe his husband is really a superhero.

Yoongi didn't answer his question, but just gave him a small. Gently, he placed him down on the bed. He does it so softly as if Jimin is a porcelain doll and even the rose petals could hurt the beauty.

The sound of their hearts beating in sync echoes around the room.
With a light push Yoongi started to strip Jimin from his clothes. At first he's slow, taking his time to slide his finger on Jimin's skin as the material reveals it. But then the anxiousness gets the best of him. His pace became a bit faster with each layer of cloth getting thrown off to the floor.

After he was done stripping down Jimin completely. He got rid of his coat too. Not caring about how expensive it might be. His eyes stayed at Jimin for all those seconds.
Now, he's only left with a buttoned up formal shirt that sits tightly on his buff muscles. The buttons are doing their best job to contain his classic Herculean build. Jimin is liking the view a little too much.

" Jimin ah." Yoongi whispers seductively in Jimin's ears when he felt his gaze on him. He could sense the lust and need in Jimin's eyes and that just made him more impatient. Biting down lightly on Jimin's ear he obtained a low pitched moan from him. Seeing this as a good opportunity he dived in to kiss him.

His left hand is caressing Jimin's cheek and the other hand comes up, the warm fingers grasping Jimin's waist, pulling him even closer .
Jimin's hand roamed around Yoongi's styled hairs, pulling them lightly when Yoongi kisses him particularly deep.

The fragrance of spring and the taste of warm honey was intoxicating. With his eyes clenched shut, Jimin's warm breath felt like a summer breeze. His delicious lips melted like chocolate in his mouth, he swear he could even taste the chapstick that Jimin has applied earlier during the day. 'Sweet' his mind automatically thinks.

The bed was sinking their two bodies inside itself like trying to hide them from the evil eye of outside world. Even the moon shone at it's brightest tonight to bestow its blessing as they started a new journey of their life.

Jimin's entrancing eyes, his captivating smile against Yoongi's lips, his laugh when Yoongi do something particularly stupid, Jimin's dark locks that Yoongi eventually finds himself playing with, his cute voice that he use to talk to their son, and his hands, those tiny hands, conforming and loosening to his calloused fingers in perfect rhythm with him.
Yoongi would have rather walked into hell again and again than lose this.

" Min Jimin, do you want to be my mate ?" Min Jimin... That's right he's officially Min Jimin now, Min Yoongi's husband.
" Yes." Jimin was looking up at him with such an inviting warmth that Yoongi wanted to catch his lips again.

Nothing could have more beauty than this moment: those small hands pressed into his, the way his round eyes fluttered to a close. Kissing him was like the beating of a butterfly's wings, soft until it became addictive. He kept moving down bit by bit until he reached his bare neck.

The thought of his mating mark sitting there proudly on Jimin's skin got him excited. He growls when the thought seemed too intoxicant, and too irresistible.

He nibbled on the soft skin, moistening it with his tongue. The wet sensation made Jimin toes curl, his eyes almost rolled back into his head. With every suck, he let out a low pitched-deep moan.

Yoongi left sloppy kisses on his nape, getting the skin ready to withstand his mating mark. When he was satisfied with prepping Jimin he finally backs away to look at him.

When his hands laced with Jimin's, he noticed just how small Jimin's hands were. He could wrap his fingers around Jimin's entire hand. There were no awkward pauses, no second thoughts, no worries of - only Yoongi and Jimin and their hands fitting together like puzzle pieces..

" Squeeze my hand if this hurts." Jimin nods furiously to that, the pheromones that the alpha has let out into the air made him half dizzy. He was in a floating head space and all he wanted was the alpha to make him his, to make him his mate.

Yoongi continue to wet the spot properly before baring his teeth. He looked into Jimin's eyes once again. Mating is an irreversible process and he don't want Jimin to regret it afterwards.

" Hyung, just make me yours." He said quietly, and Yoongi smiled at him as he saw a hundred words behind his diamond eyes.
Yoongi doesn't waste any time in digging his teeth into the soft skin. Jimin grips his hand tightly at the movement, letting out a loud yelp as Yoongi's teeth finally sink into his skin.

He bites his lower lip to contain the scream. It hurts. It hurts so much, but it feels much better. This was the pain that required to make their two bodies one, so he endured the pain with a smile on his face.

Once his teeth were perfectly drawn onto Jimin's skin , Yoongi planted several kiss on the wound.

He left some more soothing kisses before turning to look at Jimin. There's tears in his eyes but an even  bigger smile on his face. They're now bonded for life and no one could separate them now. No one.

" You're mine, love. You're finally mine." His lips presses down on Jimin's forhead.

" Thank you for coming into my life." He kissed his eyes.

" Thank you for showing me what real love is like." He kissed his nose.

" Thank you for loving me even though I'm not perfect." He kissed his rosy cheeks.

" Thank you for allowing me to love you." He kissed his chin.

" And lastly, thank you for giving me a son like Haru." He presses down his lips onto Jimin's.
Their stayed like their for quite sometime. Doing nothing but just kissing each other with so much want and love.

When Yoongi finally parts away from the kiss and stood up, Jimin whined like a little child. There's no way Yoongi is leaving him after railing him to this extent.

To his surprise, Yoongi gave him a smirk, making him shiver in the thought of what was next. Yoongi stripped down from the only shirt that covered his upper body, his muscles now on full show for Jimin to thirst over them.

He leaned down again but not to kiss Jimin. He wrapped Jimin's hand around his neck and his legs around his waist. His hand sat on Jimin's thighs to support his body.

" Let's take a shower, together." With just a sentence he sent chills to Jimin's spine. And Jimin was already a moaning mess before they could even step inside the bathroom. He may not to be able to walk properly for two three days after tonight but atleast he'll get the fuck of his life...