Bangtan AO3 Collection (some ABOs)

I Hate You, I Love You - YoonMin

I Hate You, I Love You – Yoonminiie

Summary:

Jimin is a camboy and he's happy with his job until his mom surprises him with a visit and hears him talking to his viewers. She immediately assumes he must have a boyfriend he isn't telling her about and demands to meet him. Jimin can't bring himself to admit that he's fucking himself on camera for thousands of people to see so he asks Yoongi, the older brother of one of his friends to pretend to be his boyfriend. Just that one time.

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/31207904?view_adult=true

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It really wasn't supposed to go like this.

It was supposed to be a regular stream, nothing out of the ordinary, the same stuff Jimin always does to give his viewers a good time. He was just getting started too, just started slipping into the role, getting more and more comfortable in front of the camera with every comment he read, every stroke of his fingers over his body.

Jimin likes playing with himself on camera, likes knowing that there are eyes on him, watching his every move, getting off on seeing him touch himself. It does something to him that he can't really explain, it just makes it all so much more real. But besides knowing he's being watched he especially loves talking to his viewers, teasing them, and getting them riled up as well.

It's also what gets him the most money to be fair.

He isn't shy about it either. Ever since he moved out and has been living on his own, he's been very vocal in his streams. All those dirty words roll off his tongue so easily now and he doesn't hold back, talking to his viewers as if they were actually there with him.

Normally this isn't a problem because there's nobody, he could bother with this except maybe his neighbors, however then his last stream happened. He was so into it that he didn't hear his front door open.

He didn't hear his mom calling his name.

He had just shoved a toy inside him, and his body was buzzing from the pleasure, from the feeling of being so wonderfully full and he just didn't notice anything but the stretch inside him and the screen in front of his eyes.

He didn't pay attention to what he was saying, all sorts of lewd things and suggestions spilling from his mouth until he hears his front door slam shut, making him startle and whip his head around with wide eyes.

He doesn't find out what happened until later that night when his mom sends him a text message, demanding to get to know his boyfriend and complaining about how she can't believe Jimin would keep something like that from her. He also got scolded for all the naughty things he said. A lot.

But despite his mother's obvious distress Jimin has absolutely no idea what she's talking about, so he decides to call her. She picks up after a few rings.

"Eomma, what makes you think I have a boyfriend? "

"I heard you Jimin-ah! I can't believe you would do such dirty things and not even introduce this man to us! To me!" She scolds him, the annoyance in her voice impossible to miss, making Jimin frown.

"You heard me? What are you talking about?" He tries again. As far as he knows the last time, he saw his mom was about two weeks ago when they got lunch together.

He hears his mom grumble under her breath, possibly some curse words but he can't quite make it out, "I came by earlier to surprise you, but you were busy! "

Jimin's eyebrows draw together in confusion until suddenly his eyes shoot open.

Oh.

Oh no.