friends w benefits | vmin

chapter 4

light beamed through the large bedroom window falling on the pink haired boy who's was almost fully naked if it wasn't for the his white duvet which was wrapped around his small body.

he was peacefully sleeping with his lips slightly parted giving him access to air and his hair was a mess on his pretty face.

even while unconscious he still managed to look truly breathtaking.

the boy's eyelids fluttered open and was immediately welcomed with the presence of an empty bed which made him feel cold on the inside.

this all quickly faded when the male was hit was a nasty hangover headache that caused him to hiss in utter pain.

out of reflex his hand simply fell on his forehead with a light groan trying to reduce the excruciating pain that was at hand.

peeling his eyelids open he noticed a folded peice of paper lying on top of his bed side table just waiting to be opened by someone.

jimin attempted sitting up on his headboard but immediately regretted that decision when he felt a sharp pain like blades piercing his ass.

he flinched at the uneasy feeling and tried to reach over to retrieve the unknown paper lying on top of the smooth surface of the nightstand whilst feeling to lest amount of pain as humanly possible.

after a few tough moments of enduring his sore ass, the pastel haired male finally had the letter resting in his tiny hands studying it intently with tired eyes.

the front read "baby boy" causing jimin to know exactly who the anonymous sender was.

the boy couldn't help but to trace his small finger over the delicate cursive that was written on the paper. taehyung's writing was very elegant which fit in with his sophisticated looks and personality.

it slightly pissed jimin off how nicely it was written even though he could tell the raven haired boy was in a rush to write on the cream colored page.

finally opening it the boy was welcomed with even more of his handwriting perfectly imperfect written neatly on the page in the same cursive font.

good morning beautiful, jimin was aware that their relationship was platonic but he couldn't help but blush at the younger's handwritten words.

i was called in last minute to take care of some business in the office. i am truly sorry for leaving you without giving you a notice but i didn't want to disrupt you from your sleep (surely jin hates me). promise me you'll take care of yourself. - k. th
p.s. the dress shirt is on the floor for you to keep.

the small boy completely forgot about the shirt last night he giggled remembering himself wearing it and how it loosely fit his torso.

peering over his bed the boy could see the floral dress shirt from taehyung sprawled out on the wood flooring right beside his king sized bed.

he carefully leaned over and picked up the designer shirt with its satin material bunched up from laying on the floor majority of last night.

after the second round the dress shirt didn't make it that far into the night and was discarded within two minutes after he was thrown onto his bed at the beginning of the third.

the boy began debating if he should keep it as a constant reminder of the whore he was or throw it out and completely forget about the interaction with the hot business man.