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🔞Put in Your Place - VMin🔞

!NSFW, ANGST!

Two once deeply in love men.
One workaholic.
One who's sick of being ignored.

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Kim Taehyung was the CEO of Kim Incorporations. He had everything he needed: money, respect, power, and a husband. The only thing he was missing was a heart.

He had married Park Jimin, who was now Kim Jimin, out of convenience for his company, an arranged marriage by their parents. Not once had he ever tried loving Jimin, he ignored his existence unless he just needed a toy to play with.

Jimin had grown used to being ignored, but that didn't mean he enjoyed it. He was the opposite of Taehyung: sweet, sentimental, caring. All Taehyung cared about was money. Jimin had tried so hard to love his husband, ever since they married each other three years ago, but he just couldn't. Taehyung was the devil.

Jimin may have been sweet, but that didn't mean he was afraid to stand up for himself. In fact, he was a sassy man, and he didn't like being bossed around. He often stayed quiet if Taehyung was scolding him, which was a huge contrast from his normal confidence, but after three years of hell, he was sick of it. And he was gonna do something about it.

Jimin slammed the door of Taehyung's private office open. He didn't bother cleaning himself up, Taehyung didn't care about his face, only his back, if you know what I mean. He stormed into the room, placing a hand on Taehyung's computer, closing it.

He could see how Taehyung was just itching to slap him, but he couldn't because he was on call with some important investors, this call meant everything to him. How did Jimin know that? Because it's all Taehyung would talk about. The rare times they ate dinner together or slept in the same bed without Taehyung working all night, they would either stay silent or Taehyung would just complain about work.

Taehyung clenched his free fist against the desk, trying his very best to restrain himself from hitting his husband. Instead he just did what he always did: turned away and ignored Jimin, talking calmy to the investors on the other side of the line. That simple call would make a huge difference for his company, either good or bad depending if he screwed up. Jimin saw his chance to finally teach Taehyung a lesson.

Snaking around Taehyung's desk to stand behind him, Jimin hugged his neck from behind. It made him sad honestly, he kind of wanted to cry, he always had to initiate any affection, even though he was fully aware he wouldn't receive any back. It was also so cold, just like Taehyung's heart, and it hurt more because hugs were supposed to be warm. Jimin brushed those thoughts off, shaking his head slightly.

"Please give me a moment, sir," Taehyung smiled painfully into the phone before muting himself. He was completely frozen while Jimin hugged him, he didn't like physical affection, especially when it came to his husband. "What the hell are you doing?" He muttered, trying to shrug Jimin off.

The smaller man simply shrugged, helping Taehyung out of his chair. "What, I can't show my husband some love?" He asked in mock innocence. Taehyung scoffed and rolled his eyes, finally freeing himself from Jimin's embrace.

"You know fully well we don't love each other, it was a marriage of convenience. Now shut your mouth, if I hear a peep coming from that stupidly chatterish hole of yours, I'll make sure you regret it."

Jimin just obeyed in silence, which made Taehyung a little suspicious, but he was more focused on his business call. He put his fake lighthearted voice again for his investor, acting like he wasn't verbally abusing his husband behind the scenes every fucking day...

Jimin stood behind Taehyung for a bit, making sure he didn't sit back down. When Taehyung was finally in a vulnerable enough position, Jimin pushed his chest against the desk, emitting a loud "oof!" from Taehyung's mouth. The phone slid out of his hand and across the desk, giving Jimin the chance to grab it.

"Now, love," Jimin purred, climbing up Taehyung's back, sitting on his nice suit to purposely dirty it. He teasingly hung the phone in front of Taehyung's face, leaving it off speaker so he couldn't hear what the investor was saying, but the man on the other side of the line could clearly hear everything. Jimin used that to his advantage, knowing his dear husband couldn't beat him up if the investor was there.

Jimin reached around Taehyung's waist to unbuckle his belt. "Try to escape and I'm hanging up," he threatened in a low voice, his breath tickling the younger man's ear. He pulled his belt through the belt loops, leaving Taehyung bewildered. "But feel free to talk."

Taehyung immediately burst into an explanation, he wasn't losing his investor because of his damn husband. He had no idea what Jimin had in store for him, all he cared about was the investor at the moment.

"Sir, do you think we could reschedule this chat?" He asked a little too desperately, trying to keep a neutral tone but it was hard with his chest pressed to the firm oak of his desk.

"No can do, Kim, this is my only free night, take it or leave it," the investor said in a bored tone, obviously unamused by whatever was going on in Taehyung's mansion. Taehyung was so ready to beg, which he absolutely hated doing, but instead a choked moan was forced out of his mouth as something made sharp contact with his ass.

Jimin stood behind Taehyung with a smirk on his face, holding Taehyung's belt in his right hand. The younger man turned deep scarlet, he couldn't believe he was being spanked with his own belt by his bratty husband, with the investor on the other side of the line! He tried to mute the call so he could absolutely beat Jimin to death, but the latter held the phone out of Taehyung's reach, teasing him.

"Nuh uh, honey, you need a lesson," he tsked, delivering a sharp smack to Taehyung's butt with the belt. The sound rippled through the room, along with Taehyung's yelp of pain and fury, but it's not like he could do anything with Jimin in full control, using the investor against him.

Jimin had everything thought out. He continued to spank his husband with no mercy, he wanted him to pay for always neglecting him. He knew Taehyung had zero control over the situation; if he tried to move, Jimin would end the call, and if he tried to hurt the latter, the investor would hear it all. He was completely at Jimin's mercy.

"Why don't you keep talking about your company, hm?" Jimin spat, placing the speaker of the phone right in front of Taehyung's mouth so the man on the other side could hear absolutely everything: every moan, yelp, curse, growl, but Taehyung couldn't do anything about it and he knew it very well.

"This is ridiculous!" The investor shouted through the speaker. He soon started scolding Taehyung, saying nasty remarks about his lack of dignity and profession, and all the CEO could do was try to hold his noises in. Every time he opened his mouth to explain himself, Jimin would spank him, forcing another choked moan out of his mouth. He was frustrated, to say the least, he hated the lack of control he had over the situation. His fists were clenched and cheeks were stained red, but that was all he could do to express his anger. He was finally realizing how pissed Jimin was with his shitty attitude, and he knew he deserved what he was getting.

"Fuck!" He shouted, slamming a fist on the desk once the investor finally hung up after a long scolding. Jimin laughed at him, showing zero mercy, finally stepping back. He placed a hand on Taehyung's bruised ass to rub his sore skin though his suit pants, kissing his cheek.

"You need to learn to be a better husband, mister, you deserved every minute of that," he spat on Taehyung's shiny shoes, tossing his phone on the floor.

Taehyung just stayed silent, watching Jimin manhandle his belongings. For once he felt vulnerable, weak, he knew he wasn't in charge for once, and it really hurt his pride. Jimin really knew how to get on his nerves.

"I don't think that man will ever call you back, so stop sulking," Jimin scoffed, tossing Taehyung's belt onto the desk. "Now come join me in bed, honey. This was just the beginning, trust me when I say there's much more punishment to come. I won't stop until you're put in your place."

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chat it's 2:38 AM i wrote this in like 15 minutes and i don't feel like proofreading now (or ever) so sorry for the shitty storyline and barely any emotion ✌️

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