"Let's watch You?" Yoongi grimaced at the tv. "No, that show is too ridiculous. Plus romanticizing a killer stalker is overrated." He said. Jimin groaned. The older was way too picky when it came to Netflix.
"Well you pick something. I'll make the popcorn." Jimin said handing the remote to him.
Getting up he walked pass Yoongi, the older smacked his butt. "Stopp." Jimin whined out smacking his boyfriend's hand away. Dashing to the kitchen in the process. Yoongi was looking through the 'action' tab trying to find a fast&furious movie.
His phone lite up, he looked down seeing a text. He looked at it closely as his eyes widen. He looked to the kitchen, then back at his phone seeing the text fully.
He got up heading to the bathroom, he pressed the green phone icon calling the number that texted him. Locking the door to the bathroom.
"What did I tell you!" Anger emerged from Yoongi, his pale complexion was now red with rage.
"I told you to not contact me on Saturdays..." His expressions changed while the other spoke. He bit his bottom lip, thinking. "Fine, but I'm not going this anymore. Saturday's are personal for me."
He thought of his loving boyfriend, probably humming some pop tune while making popcorn for the two of them. The pouty look he's going to receive letting him know that he can't stay for the movie.
Yoongi hung up, he leaned his head back against the wall. He closed his eyes taking a deep breath while he reopened them unlocking the door he heading back to the living room.
Jimin was on the couch, his small fingers digging into the popcorn filled bowl. His eyes watching the screen intently. He wore a tan sweater and gray sweats. His blond locks laid effortlessly on his face, the younger decided to grow it longer for the new year. Trust, Yoongi wasn't complaining.
He watched him, asking himself how he ever end up obtaining such a beautiful creature. He cleared his throat walking to the couch as he plopped down on it, Jimin immediately cuddled closer.
"You didn't miss much." Jimin said he brought a popcorn piece to Yoongi's lips, as the older opened his mouth willingly. "Jimin. I'm afraid I can't stay for the movie." The younger turned as he looked at him his lips slightly poking out with sad eyes.
Pouty look.
"But-"
"Jimin if I could I would, it's just work is-"
Jimin got up from Yoongi's hold. His pouty look was more harden. Anger. "After work, you can sleep at your own place tonight." He said getting up from the couch. Heading to his room, the door slammed.
Yoongi knew that was his queue to not only leave, but to move heaven and hell to make this up to the younger. He got up as he left, what was suppose to be a wonderful movie night with his boyfriend end up being a disaster.
:::
"I don't know I mean I try not to mix business with pleasure. I keep work separate from my relationship. But work always finds its way back home. You know what I mean." Yoongi said as he stood over the battered man, the man was hog tied as duct tape was over his mouth. He was stripped of his clothes other then his underwear. Plastic was underneath him, in case of a mess. Yoongi too wore a plastic apron over his body with gloves and a sledgehammer.
The man muffled a scream at Yoongi. "I'm sorry I didn't get that?" He bent down as he ripped the duct tape from his mouth. The man howled in pain.
"Ow! Jesus Chr- I was saying I think you need to have a heart to heart talk with him. And don't be afraid to give him flowers or take him on a nice dinner. I did that with my fourth wife."
Yoongi just smirked. Considering his wife was the one who put the hit out on him. To collect the insurance policy. Marriage was funny that way. "You know you're right." The man smiled. "Does this mean you'll let me live?" Yoongi just laughed as he made a buzzing wrong sound.
The sledgehammer came down hard on the man's head. Brain matter along with flesh splattered the plastic covered floor and Yoongi in the process. Once he was done he did take what the man said into consideration. He was definitely going to talk with Jimin.
He untied him as he dismembered the body, filling a bath of acid destroying the evidence. He made a call.
"Hello, Yang? Yeah it's Yoongi...Can I get my usual? I'll be there in 10 minutes. Kay, bye."
Yoongi didn't like fancy restaurants but he figured Jimin would be suffice with his favorite Thai takeout place.
:::
Jimin was sound asleep when Yoongi crept into the bed, Yoongi put the food away the moment he seen Jimin sleeping. Yoongi slid under the covers, immediately wrapping his arms around Jimin. The younger moaned softly at the touch, Yoongi kissed the back of his neck. Jimin smiled.
"Yoongi.."
Yoongi kissed down his shoulder as he muffled an apology into his shoulder blade. Jimin turned his head then his whole body. Looking the older in the eye. Jimin kissed him, he had already forgiven him. Jimin wasn't the type to stay mad for long, especially not at Yoongi.
Yoongi got on top of Jimin, he pulled his underwear off. Jimin slept nude all he did was position himself against the younger's puckering hole. Jimin liked it rough and raw, he ran his hands up and down Yoongi's chest. Pushing into the younger, he gripped the back of his knees as he pulled them to his chest. Once he was fully in. He snapped.
The only thing heard though the house was the squeaking of the bed and Jimin's screams of pleasure. Yoongi couldn't get enough of Jimin, his body was too much like a drug. If he wasn't craving his cute behavior he was craving his body. No matter how many times they fucked Jimin always stayed tight, and no matter how much Jimin worked out that ass was always fat.
Jimin was gripping the bed sheet, finding it hard each thrust would cause it to rip within his grasp. He opted for Yoongi. His nails dug into his neck, opening up wounds that just healed last week. The two went at it for about 2 hours until they finally reached their breaking point.
Both laying exhausted, sweaty, and a bit hungry. Catching their breaths, Jimin was the first to speak. "I'm hungry, did you bring food?" He asked. Yoongi turned his head. "Thai." Jimin smiled as he kissed the older. "I love you Yoongi." On that note the older could sleep happily.
