"friends" - a yoonmin ff ENG

come here.

~ time skip ~

He's sitting on my bed - on my bed. I sit down on a desk chair on purpose to not get lost in another makeout-session with this incredibly hot human being right in front of me. I mean... I really don't trust myself right now. The bulge in my pants is starting to hurt and I can't ignore the obvious excitement in his pants either. But I need to clear my mind for just a second. I'm slightly... let's say... overwhelmed. 

He kissed me. He pulled me in and fucking kissed me! 

Damn! 

"Yoongi-hyung?"
"Hm?"
"Did... did you really mean it? ...what you said in PE, I mean."

Without hesitation I look him in the eyes. 

"Yeah."

A slight smile crosses his beautiful face. 

"Okay... come here, then."
"No."
"Why not?"
"'Cause I still don't know why."

Confusion is evident in his eyes. 

"What do you mean, hyung?"

I take a deep breath and reach up to scratch my ear nervously.

"Jiminie... I... I don't know where all of these feelings are coming from. I'm overwhelmed by how you came after me. Don't get me wrong, I'm really thankful for that! I just... I don't fucking know how to behave when I'm around you. J-just look at me! I have a full hard-on, for god's sake, and I seriously have to pull myself together to not go any further, but... you confuse me. First you're practically saying that you don't trust me, 'cause you think that I'm only using you guys for my own benefits, but only seconds ago you freaking kissed me! I mean... what the fuck?"

Great. Now he's blushing and hiding behind his tiny hands. Well done, Yoongi.

"Sorry, Jiminie, I---"
"Hyung, I was scared, okay?! I was afraid of you going back to ignoring me after we're done producing the song. You're so talented and beautiful and sexy and literally everybody is crushing on you! And here I am, I'm just the small chubby Jimin that always does what he's told. I'm boring compared to... well... anybody really. But you? You are so beautiful on the inside and out and I was afraid that you wouldn't see what you actually mean to us - what you mean to me! Yoongi, I've liked you since the first day you attended our school and I bet that pretty much everybody has noticed but you! ...that's why I said those things... I was hurt and scared and... Aish! This is really embarrassing!"

...fuck. 

"Minnie, I..."

I don't know what to say. He... he's liked me for so long? I look up to meet his nervous gaze. He seems uncertain, but what he does next doesn't fit my observation - at all. He moves forward and places his hands on my knees, when his eyes slowly make their way down to my mouth. He looks so fucking tempting right now... 

"Fuck, Minnie, don't look at me like that..."
"Like what, Yoongz?"
"You know what I mean."
"Well... I want you to come here."  

I stare at his beautiful innocent smile. I really like it when he tells me what he wants. 

Damnit, Yoongi, what are you waiting for?! The man of your dreams is practically begging you to fuck him, and you're just sitting there?

Hell nah. 

I take a deep breath, leaning forward, which is making him smirk and move backwards. So I get up, walk in between his legs, place one hand on the nape of his neck and crash my hungry lips onto his. A soft moan escapes his moving lips while he grabs onto the back of my hair. 

Mhh. I'm drowning again. I'm drowning in the sweetness of his touch.  

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