BTS BXB Smut

Yoonmin ~ Intoxicated

Yoongi: Top
Jimin: Bottom

Plot: What happens when Yoongi finds Jimin in the club dancing with another person.

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The club music blared as the neon lasers scanned the room. The lights blinked in time with the music while the crowd jumps up and down, sweaty bodies against sweaty bodies.

A certain blonde was growing increasingly worried as he searched the dance floor for a particular pink-haired male.

Jimin was nowhere in sight.

After being sent an incoherent text message from the younger, he had rushed as fast as he could to go pick up the boy.

Jimin was by all means not a lightweight and so if he had enough alcohol in him to send an unreadable message then Yoongi had every right to be worried.

But it all gets drained and replaced with anger when he finally spots the pinkette in the middle of the dance floor, with another person.

Jimin was drunkenly swaying his hips in time with the music as the stranger wrapped her arms around his neck. His head was leaned down, their faces only a couple of inches apart. The girl was giving him the fuck me eyes and Yoongi was not having any of it.

Visibly enraged, the crowd quickly parts for him in fear of the male and Yoongi makes his way to Jimin.

Grabbing the stranger by her shoulder, he pulls the woman off of Jimin and immediately stares daggers at Jimin. The pink-haired boy's hazy and intoxicated eyes focus on Yoongi before his lips curl up into a sly smirk.

"What happened to you not wanting to go clubbing with me?" Jimin slurs and Yoongi gets out a scoff.

"So you go out and act like a slut because I said no?"

The younger's eyes darken considerably.

"Oh so you suddenly care now?" he retorts boldly and Yoongi has none of it.

"We're going the fuck home now. Let's go," the raven-haired male orders, turning around towards the exit. Jimin stomps his foot like a child and crosses his arms.

"No the fuck we aren't. You go if you want to so much but I'm fucking staying."

Yoongi whips around with an evil glint in his eyes.

"Did you just curse baby boy? Are you being disobedient right now?" Yoongi growls but the pinkette stands his ground.

"Yes, I fucking am bitch. What are you gonna do about it-."

The elder pulls his hand before he could finish and drags him towards the back entrance, ignoring the younger's complaints.

"You're gonna fucking get it when we get home slut. If you wanna be disobedient then I'll show you what happens."

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Jimin refuses to get out of the car, making Yoongi physically carry him all the way into their bedroom all the while Jimin attempts to kick and wiggle away.

Thrown onto the bed, the younger lands with a grunt before his hands fly up to his neck where Yoongi's hand pressed him against the mattress, giving him the amazing lightheaded feeling he always craved.

"I'm going to give you a chance to stop being a brat or I won't take pity on you when I fuck you until you're delirious and begging me to stop."

Wanting to push his buttons, Jimin gathers some courage before spitting at Yoongi's face in defiance.

"Go to fucking hell," the younger grits out before he feels Yoongi's hands tighten around his throat, cutting off his air supply.

It was bearable for a little while until his lungs burned for oxygen. The pink-haired male begins clawing at Yoongi's hands before he starts seeing black spots, the corners of his vision blurring.