.seesaw. || yoonmin story

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Jimin's POV

"Jiminie, baby...it's been so long...", he whispered as he kissed the back of my neck gently.

It has been long. It has been so long since me and Yoongi did anything together.

I had recovered from my injury after a month, and we went back on tour. We were so busy though, there was no time to spend with each other. And so, another month went by.
And now? I've become very restless and uneasy, since I wasn't getting something I needed. And the fact that Yoongi was now breathing on my neck wasn't helping
at all. Damn, why was he teasing me now? Out of all times, it had to be now in the middle of an interview!
I wanted to slap him! But I couldn't even turn around since we were doing a live interview and it would look unprofessional. I sighed.
I had to put hands in front of my crotch because I was really struggling. REALLY struggling.

I just wished that the interview would end so that I could deal with it in the bathroom. But, unfortunately, the attention was turned to me.
"Jimin, you're known for being super flirty on stage. Does it come naturally to you or is it something you have to practice?", the girl asked.
Damn, what a question. I thought about how I should answer. Yoongi was still breathing on my neck. On purpose. So, I decided that I wanted to make him a tiny bit jealous.
It was my turn to be a goddamn tease.
"Well, you tell me. What do you think? Do you think I'm a natural flirt, pretty lady? And before you answer, I love your dress. It suits you very much but I think I love your beautiful eyes even more than that dress.", I said confidently in a sultry tone. I smiled at her.

She started to blush furiously and tried to cover her face by her hand.
"Oh...thank you...", she replied shyly.
I smirked. I could feel Yoongi's stare burning through the back of my head.
"You're welcome.", I smiled.
"Well. I think you're definitely a naturally flirty person..." She giggled.
"I'm glad you think that." I winked.
She blushed again and then did a fake cough.
I could hear Yoongi growl behind me.
"Umm, anyway, let's move on to the next question."

The rest of the interview went by smoothly. When we were done, I decided to visit the bathroom as I was in desperate need of it.
I locked the bathroom door and washed my face a bit. I looked at my face in the mirror. Then, my gaze fell down. There was a visible bulge in my pants that I had yet to deal with, or else I would explode. I had tight black jeans on so not only it was more uncomfortable, it was more visible too. I can't walk around like that.
I was about to execute my plan, when I heard the door being opened and closed. I turned around, only to see Yoongi standing there, burning me with his gaze.
He looked mad.
"I-I thought I locked the door!" I choked.
"You didn't.", he said as he turned around to lock it.
"NOW it's locked.", he smirked as he turned to me.
I gulped.
He walked towards me until our faces were inches apart. He looked mad. Really mad.
"Why would you provoke me like that, Jimin?" he growled.
"You were the one who was breathing on my neck the whole time!" I snapped back.
Before I could register what was happening, I was already pinned to the wall by Yoongi's arms. My breath got stuck in my throat for a second.
My widened eyes met Yoongi's deadly gaze.
His eyes seemed cold and his pupils looked more narrow. His gaze seemed almost dead.
My heart was pounding so fast I thought I might just drop dead.
"Jimin. Don't play with me.", his voice sounded somewhat different. It was deeper than usual...way deeper.
It sent shivers down my spine.
I was scared. This wasn't Yoongi. It reminded me of how he found me in the library. He looked very similar back then.
His hair had fallen into his eyes, his skin was pale, his eyes looked dead and emotionless, and his lips seemed red and dry, yet somehow irresistible.
I don't know what happened to my common sense in that moment, but I definitely wasn't using it.
I stared at Yoongi's lips, my mouth slightly open, my mind seemed to turn off.
Yoongi's lips still had the most perfect shape.
I needed to taste them.