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The rising sun cast a rosy hue across the morning sky. Golden fingers of sunlight lit up the scene. Jimin flattered his eyes opened, reaching for his head to rubbed it, groans slipped out his mouth as his superficial temporal suddenly flicked, waking up the latter. Yoongi opened his eyes only to a squat, he looked up to see Jimin. His vision was blurry as he just woke up. "Good morning," he said with a hoarse morning voice, "you okay?" He asked worriedly, rubbing Jimin's chest gently, vision started to back with it's regular clear sight. Jimin nodded his head slowly, "yeah, just a hangover. Good morning," he replied and pecked Yoongi's forehead. "Alcohol is a blood, huh?" Yoongi joked, letting out a light chuckle.
Suddenly, Jimin's notification popped up informing that he received a new message. "Wait babe," he slowly lifted Yoongi's head from his arm and carefully put it down on the pillow.
He reached for his phone that was placed on the nightstand. He slang his leg to the side, getting up in a sitting position and opened the message.
Jimin let out a deep sighed after reading the message in their group chat, gaining Yoongi's attention. "Are you okay?" Yoongi asked concerned, Jimin let out an another deep sigh and closed his phone before answering, "yeah, Hoseok texted. I need to go, coach called us to talk about something important." He replied and got up from the bed, making his way to his closet and took out white shirt with black leather jacket, and black skinny jeans. Yoongi nodded his head, a smile forms on his lips, "okay," he said cheerfully.
Jimin turned around after changing into his clothes, he walks over to Yoongi, "I gotta go now, bye," and pecked his cheek before walking out. "Bye!" Yoongi said, peeking his head out the door and waved his hand in the air. He heard the main door closed, he quickly throw the blanket and swiftly ran to the window to see Jimin walks in the street, he waited for him to be gone. Victorious smile not leaving his face, "yes!" He cheered, he closed the curtain, and ran over to his phone. He grabbed his phone and went to their group chat.
Dramatic Queens
Yoonbooty: meet me at the cafe, we have a bitch business meeting to discuss.
Yoongi pressed the send button and closed his phone. A sinister smirk appeared on his face.
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He arrived at the said cafe, he paid the driver and got out of the taxi and heads inside. The familiar sound of bell was heard as he pushed the door opened and walked inside.
He looked around and spotted his friends already waiting at their usual seat at the very back of the room, annoyed look plastered on their faces, probably had lost their patience already for waiting almost an hour. Bitches doesn't want making them wait.
Yoongi walked to their direction and sat across from them. "Finally, you're here." Seokjin said sarcastically with an eye roll. "Sorry, traffic," Yoongi apologised.
"So, what is this bitchy meeting? Dish it," Seokjin said impatiently, Yoongi rolled his eyes, "okay, okay, calm down your tits."
"So, I need your help." He started, Taehyung and Seokjin looked at him quizzically, "what help?" Taehyung asked, "it's our anniversary tomorrow, and I want to surprise. But I don't know how. You guys are the only people I know that are expert to this thing, I have no choice but to ask help from you." Yoongi said, Seokjin and Taehyung made an 'Oh' sound, leaning back to their seat.
Taehyung put his finger under his chin pretending to be thinking- and then suddenly- an idea popped up to his head. "Hmm... How about, we will call Jimin that something bad happened to you? And then of course, Jimin will be really worried to you and go home because he thinks something really happens to you. And then that's when you will surprise him." Taehyung suggested, smiling cheekily.
Yoongi narrowed his eyes thinking about it, he shook his head, "no, no that's not good. It just a bit serious, and you know Jimin- he will get mad that I made that as a joke when I know that it's serious and we will just end up fighting. So no," Yoongi rejected, Taehyung pouted. "Yoongi was right, we shouldn't use that thing as a joke. How about- a T-shirt greeting?" Seokjin suggested, Yoongi looked at him confused, "T-shirt greeting?"
"You will wear multiple T-shirt and each shirt has a sweet message on it. And then you will remove each T-shirt in front of Jimin and let him read each messages." Jin explained, "that's really amorous, what do you think?" Yoongi slowly shook his head, "no, that was so simple, and a lot of money. This is our first ever anniversary, and I want it to be momentous." Yoongi countered. Seokjin and Taehyung sighed disappointedly, leaning back to their seat. They started to think of a better idea instead of those two, their brows narrowed and lips naturally pout as they think.
Seokjin and Taehyung turned their heads to faced each other. They looked at each other as if they are talking through their eyes, and a smirk forms on their lips. Yoongi only looked at them confused as he watched the two smirking like a bitch, nodding their heads.
They turned their heads to him, "why don't you give him the biggest gift in the world?" Seokjin suggested using his grimalkin seductive tone, wiggling his brows. Yoongi took the drink on the table, leaning back, he took a small sip, smirking knowingly.
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Yoongi, Taehyung, and Seokjin walked inside the boutique, well Yoongi was been dragged by the two here. He looked around to see different types of lingerie, clothes that Yoongi promised to himself that he will never wear.
"Hyung, I didn't say that I want it to be-" before Yoongi could even finish his sentence, Seokjin cuts him off, "you said you want it to be momentous? So what makes the event momentous for boys asides seeing their partner wearing these bootylicious pornographic dresses?" Seokjin stated, Yoongi bit his lip couldn't form a word to reply to Jin's statement. Damned, that was a bars- and a fact. Yoongi scratched the back of his head annoyingly, finally giving in, "fine, fine, whatever!"
Seokjin smiled, a bitchy smile, and walked over to that one lingerie, typically what sluts wears to seduce their man. He picked it up and show it to Yoongi, "this one, I'm sure Jimin would love seeing you with this- and I'm sure that you can turn him on within a second." Jin said confidently, Yoongi walks over to him, he rubbed his palm to the fabric admiring it for a bit.
It's a black cat leopard lingerie that represents submissiveness— and could bring the alpha out of the man's body without an effort.
"What do you think?" Yoongi smiled, a thinned-smile, "do you think he will like it?" He asked worriedly, looking up to Jin.
"He will love it. So don't waste any moment anymore and grab those fat dick, thrust until the last drop."
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