Vmin Oneshots [A03 Collection] ⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 .𖥔˚

Rain✅

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Summary:
Wherein Jinyoung grabs Jimin's ass and Taehyung is pissed off.

- ends with soft smut -
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"Ah! T-Taehyung" Jimin choked out as Taehyung grabbed him by the neck. The older of the two slammed the other into the wall and gazed darkly into the other's eyes.

"What was that back there?" Taehyung asked, referring to the "friendly" move Jinyoung made. Jinyoung grabbed Jimin's butt and complimented it, but Jimin, being Jimin, failed to notice the amount of lust in the other's words.

"He was just complimenting-"

"No, he wasn't"

Jimin whimpered, tears collecting in his eyes, he really didn't notice it He didn't know that the other had bad intentions towards him.

Taehyung was always gentle with him, but this was new. It's not that he didn't like it — in fact, he loved being manhandled and thrown around like a toy — but Taehyung was angry this time.

"When we get home, I want you to strip and lay on the bed how I like it, understand?"

Taehyung whispered, his grip on the older man's neck loosening.

Jimin nodded, still whimpering as the taller left the bathroom of the stadium.

They had come to watch the volleyball tournament between their college and another one from a different district. And that's when Jinyoung had started to stick with Jimin. They were classmates, but the other seemed to have a thing for Jimin's body alone.

"The winners are the INSFIRES TEAM, CONGRATS EVERYONE!!" The announcer screamed over the radio, everyone in the court standing up and cheering, except for one.

Jimin was scared to death of what would happen once they reach home, whereas Taehyung was plotting ways to make sure that his boyfriend doesn't go near the other.

"Come on baby, let's go" Taehyung said smirking, as he intertwined his and Jimin's fingers. The shorter gulped and followed his boyfriend, waving at some of his friends who smiled at the boy.

"T-Taehyung" Jimin called out for no reason. The younger's face morphed from a smiling one to an angry one within seconds and that wasn't good.

"What" the younger spat, tugging at the other's wrist.

Jimin just whimpered again, looking pretty as hell under the red sunset sky, lips parted as he mewled with shiny eyes.

It wasn't long before Taehyung let go of his wrist and ordered him to get in the car. The older nervously buckled up and pushed his hands into his thighs, squeezing them shut.

The whole ride, Taehyung had his jaw clenched, and Jimin just stared out the window. Once they reached their house, the older looked over at Jimin to find the other scurrying out of the car.

Taehyung sighed. It was all just a facade. . . his anger had come down long back, but he didn't want to let the older know. He found it funny how he still had so much effect over his sweetheart. Still. That's another story.

Once Jimin got in, he ran upstairs and removed his clothing one by one. After getting butt naked, he threw the clothes away to a corner of the room and climbed into the bed. Then he lay down how he knew Taehyung liked — on his back and legs spread.

He sighed quietly and tried to close his eyes, but the sound of the front door opening had his eyes wide open and heart beating rapidly.

Taehyung opened the door to find his baby, with moon eyes wide open, pink lips parted, milky thighs on display,  and cock with a bit of precum. He smirked and licked his lips while going to the closet. He could feel Jimin's eyes following his every moment.