Jeju Fever | #yoonmin

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The alcohol in his body made itself known during the taxi ride home. Jimin didn't notice how much they were drinking while they were at the bar, but now his mood feels giggly and his head feels heavy. When he closes his eyes for a bit too long he feels the world spin slightly and he has to open them again quickly. Yoongi seemed to have picked up on Jimin's tipsy state and holds his hand firmly.

"You alright love?"

"Oh I love it when you call me 'love'. I remember the first time you said it... My heart just exploded. You're really such a big flirt, you know that? You can make anyone's heart flutter with that type of behaviour."

"Ha, I don't think I'm such a big flirt."

"Maybe flirt is the wrong word, it's like... you just... fuck you're just so effortlessly sexy." Jimin stares into his boyfriends eyes and leans in closer. Yoongi licks his lips and his eyes jump to the taxi driver. Jimin can tell Yoongi feels uncomfortable in the taxi, so he manages to contain himself. Just barely.

"Almost home." Yoongi whispers and winks.

After getting out of the taxi Jimin is hit with the cold air in his face, but he doesn't feel cold. He just stands there for a moment and lets the cold air run through his lungs. He's trying to feel cold from the inside out, but his body is too stubborn and uses the whiskey as fuel to keep him warm.

Yoongi walks around the taxi and sticks his hand out for Jimin to grab. They walk up the stairs while Jimin is humming and enjoying the playfulness of his mind. After drinking just the right amount of alcohol, Jimin can feel his sorrows wash away from his body and little songs start playing in his head. The lightness of his mind is contrasted by the buzzing feeling in his lower body. His limbs are being moved mostly by muscle memory but with a strong preference towards Yoongi's body. Being horny while tipsy is great when your boyfriend is taking you home. The privacy of his home is something Jimin has been craving exponentially during the evening out.

The door sings its opening song and Jimin repeats it poetically. Yoongi snorts and helps him take off his coat. Jimin stumbles out of his shoes and hums his way to the kitchen to pour two glasses of water. Yoongi joins him and takes one of the glasses.

"Thanks love." He drinks the glass quickly.

"Thanks love." Jimin repeats, trying to make his voice as deep as Yoongi's. Yoongi laughs.

"You're so fucking cute when you're tipsy." He pokes Jimin's side softly.

"Cute?? I'm not feeling very cute right now." Jimin finishes his water and places his glass next to Yoongi's, chuckling at the sight of the glasses together. His and Yoongi's glasses, together. "I'm feeling fucking horny." He says clearly while locking his eyes with Yoongi's again. Yoongi opens his mouth as if he wants to say something, but no sound is coming out. Jimin slides his hands over Yoongi's chest and up his shoulders so he can take his blazer off. He throws it on the counter and looks at the seemingly stunned man in the white tee.

"What's wrong?" Jimin asks while holding Yoongi's waist and pulling him closer so he can place tender kisses in his neck.

"Mmm..." Yoongi waits a moment to enjoy Jimin's lips on his skin. "Nothing's wrong. I was going to send you straight to bed so you can sleep off the alcohol, but..." His hands now holding onto Jimin's arms.

"But...?"

"You're difficult to resist."

"Then don't." Jimin moves his lips to Yoongi's ear. "I want you so bad, Suga."

As if taken over by suppressed lust, Yoongi tightens the grip on Jimin's arms and pushes him against the fridge, causing the innocent machine to rattle from shock. Jimin on the other hand just smirks as if this was his plan exactly. Yoongi breathes heavily and dangles his lips in front of Jimin's like a carrot on a stick, not allowing Jimin to reach and touch them.