THE DAWN - VMIN ONE SHOTS

IN LOVE WITH MY BOYFRIEND (Lite version)

Shy, new boyfriends taehyung and Jimin explore their relationship. They were testing the waters not because the transition from friends to lovers for them was drastic per se, rather the change was exciting.

They aren't new to skin ship, had spent their school years holding hands with no motive, chose cuddling over staying in two different beds while in college and had seen each other naked more times than they can remember.

They still hold hands and cuddle, but now all these soft gestures have an underlying meaning, like how jimin squeezes taehyung's hand when he needs kisses from his boyfriend or the way taehyung silently spoons jimin at night after a long day, nosing the moon tattoo on his nape as a way to let his boyfriend know that he missed him today.

They've never gone past the point of gentle caresses and deep kisses, still shy about stepping into unknown territory, though taehyung and jimin can never think of doing anything intimate with anyone else other than each other.

They are both twenty-eight for crying out loud, but the apple of jimin's cheeks still colors a ruddy pink whenever taehyung's long fingers dance across his bare waist and taehyung's ear tips burn a bright red whenever jimin sucks bruises below his jaw. Taehyung stutters with a curse after jimin teasingly nibbles on the thin cartilage of his earlobe, enjoying how easy it is to fluster his lovely boyfriend who looks pained at the same time, and that's where jimin realized, that maybe taehyung was holding back, was maybe trying to not rush things.

Sure, they both might be holding back so much (cause in all honesty, jimin is dying to climb taehyung like a tree) and for the years jimin has known taehyung, it's so unlike his best friend to act like he is thinking twice before doing anything. Taehyung had always been the spontaneous one among their friend's group, adorable and so full of life that the younger often reminded jimin of an excited child, giddy to examine everything around him.

Jimin only wants his taetae back and so that's how he began looking for opportunities that might give both of them an incentive to break.

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Or alternatively, how jimin, blushing down to the root of his hair, had to take Taehyung's hand on his own, slowly directing those large palms to slide over the slope of his hips down to the curve of his ass.

In front of jimin, his boyfriend sort of gasped in tiny, as he used Taehyung's hand to squeeze his own ass, silently encouraging his boyfriend to grope. Taehyung's other hand slithered around his side, pressing onto his hips to bring their bodies flush together.

Taehyung's nose brushed his jaw, a tentative touch before he buried his face in the crook of jimin's neck, exhaling and inhaling slowly.

'You are a dream', taehyung mumbled, nosing along the slope of his neck, a breath hitching in jimin's throat from the sudden, unexpected squeeze of his globe. The material of Jimin's pajama pants is thin enough for him to feel the touch of Taehyung's fingers skimming and brushing over his ass, the trail of those touches leaving a warmth in its wake.

'Oh', jimin whined, his voice a little breathy when Taehyung's other hand joined the chase, fingers splaying out to cup his ass cheeks in those stupidly big hands, squeezing both of his cheeks in tandem.

Jimin had to hide a whimper on his boyfriend's shoulder when a slap landed on his left cheek, the force of it jerking his body forward.