Yoonmin Ao3 Smut

#3

Title :  Shared Showers

Author :  state8

Summary :
Yoongi and Jimin share a shower... What could possibly happen in there?

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“Yoongi-hyung!” Yoongi was unfairly pulled from his precious sleep as he attempted to register who was talking to him. He blearily opened his eyes but everything was far too bright and fuzzy so he hastily clamped them shut again. “Yoongi-hyung!” The voice was louder now and Yoongi groaned at the noise.

“What?” He whinged into his pillow. A hand shook his shoulder roughly. “What do you want?” Yoongi forced his eyes open groggily and reluctantly lifted his head slightly; feeling like it was heavier than normal. Taehyung was standing beside his bunk, hand still on his shoulder and looking annoyed. Shit.

“You need to get up we’re already late!” Yoongi looked around for his phone but couldn’t see it.

“Why? What time is it?” Taehyung rolled his eyes before answering.

“It’s already 8:30 and we’re supposed to be there by 9!” Yoongi wasn’t sure where ‘there’ was, but he could tell from Taehyung’s tone that it was probably far enough away that they should be leaving already. “Now get up! Since we’re so late, we’re sharing showers, Jimin’s in there already, so hurry up!” Yoongi nodded in agreement and began searching for his phone again; looking away too soon and missing the devious smirk on Taehyung’s face as he turned away.

Yoongi gave up the search, deciding it must have fallen off the bed again, before climbing down the bunk bed and swaying slightly once his feet hit the floor. The rapper took a second before the disorientation faded and he headed in the general direction of the bathroom, shrugging off his t-shirt in a daze as he went. He opened the door to the sound of the water running and quickly closed the door behind him to keep the heat in.

“Y-Yoongi-hyung?!” Yoongi looked up at Jimin’s shocked voice; surely he had been expecting him. The rapper’s mind took a moment to register what his eyes were seeing as they skimmed up and down the sight in front of him. Jimin was naked, but that was only to be expected, the fact he had his dick in his hand and it was rock solid, was not. The dancer was leaning against the tile wall with his legs spread wide, his stomach tensed, and his face completely shocked.

“Y-Yah! P-Park Jimin!” Yoongi attempted to sound angry, but when Jimin flinched slightly then gasped as his grip shifted, the older boy couldn’t help but look back at his dongsaeng’s crotch. He didn’t even notice he was staring until a quiet whimper left Jimin’s mouth and Yoongi forced his gaze back to his face. The dancer had his bottom lip between his teeth and a desperate look on his face. Without another thought, Yoongi began to walk towards him, not missing the way Jimin’s eyes widened in a mixture of fear and anticipation. Yoongi couldn’t help himself from taking advantage of this situation.

“So bad Jimin-ah… Jerking off in the shower like this with the door unlocked? Anyone could have walked in…” Yoongi had stopped so close to Jimin that he could feel the other boy’s breath on his face lightly, but he stopped himself from touching him yet. “Hyung should punish you.” Jimin’s mouth dropped open as he let out a short gasp and stroked himself in an attempt to relieve some pressure. Yoongi noticed the movement and quickly gripped Jimin’s wrists with his own hands; pinning them to the wall above his head. The dancer was practically panting at this point, his eyes silently pleading with Yoongi for release.

They did nothing but stare at each other for a moment before Yoongi broke the contact to look at the younger boy’s lips, feeling a spike of arousal as Jimin’s tongue poked out to wet them. The rapper leaned in excruciatingly slowly before finally pressing their mouths together. For a brief moment the kiss was almost innocent, before Jimin’s brain finally started functioning and he pressed harder, parting his hyung’s lips with his tongue. Yoongi was caught off guard by the sudden enthusiasm and made a startled noise in his throat before melting into it.