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

have you been good?✅

have you been good? | vmin
Summary:

Seeing Jimin behaving like that, Taehyung takes discipline into his own hands.

based off Taehyung spanking Jimin at the idol olympics.

"Are you seriously still not talking to me?" Taehyung protested as he nudged Jimin with a childish huff. "Jiminie..."

"If Jimin's pretending to be mad at you it's not going to last more than five minutes, he never holds out that long." Yoongi commented. "He once ignored me for twenty minutes and then cried."

"Shut up, hyung!" Jimin whined, turning to face him with a small pout. "I'm really mad at Taehyung this time." He said, shifting uncomfortably as the younger pouted childishly.

"What even happened?" Namjoon asked, trying not to let the exasperation show in his tone. "Seriously, you two never fight."

"Taehyungie spanked the hell out of Jimin in front of everyone." Seokjin told him as he turned in his seat to face Namjoon and Hoseok. "How did you not see? I'm pretty sure they scarred half the stadium, and there's at least two girl groups who will never speak to us again."

"Jiminie's just embarrassed!" Hoseok chuckled, leaning back to pinch Jimin's cheeks, cooing as the younger tried to pull an angry face and failed miserably, just looking pouty instead. "Cute."

"Hey, hands off." Taehyung gave him a fierce look, slipping an arm around Jimin's shoulders despite the dancer's attempts to shift away from him. "Jiminie's mine."

"Yep, you left that pretty clear earlier. In front of like thirty thousand people." Yoongi told him dryly. "Can you two shush now? Some of us actually worked today and need some rest."

"You didn't even do any of the races, hyung." Hoseok scoffed, and it was a matter of seconds before he and Yoongi were bickering back and forth, which set off Jungkook and Seokjin, who began debating who really was better at wrestling.

In the midst of the commotion, Taehyung leant closer to Jimin, a smirk playing on his lips as they grazed Jimin's ear. "Be a good boy now, Jiminie." Taehyung smirked. "Don't make me punish you again."

The words sent shivers down Jimin's spine, and even he had to admit that the random, unsolicited display of dominance from Taehyung had been incredibly hot (and embarrassingly arousing, too, which was why he'd just lain there as the singer had walked off, snickering to himself, silently praying that he wouldn't get a boner because his best friend had just spanked in front of five girl groups and thousands of fans).

Taehyung's large hand came to rest on Jimin's thigh, and Jimin almost gawked at how the palm covered his leg. They'd joked plenty about his and Taehyung's hand size difference, but the sudden touch and realisation made him jump a little, squirming in his seat. This was simultaneously the worst and greatest thing Jimin had ever done, because it resulted in Taehyung moving his arm to rest it around his waist, tugging him close.

"Are you being bad again, Minnie?"

"Tae..." Jimin groaned. "Tae, Taehyungie, get off..." His voice fell to a soft whimper.

"What, you want me to punish you in front of everyone again?" Taehyung demanded in a low voice, and Jimin shuddered, involuntarily drawing closer to his younger friend.

"N-no." He stuttered.

"So you want it to be in private, then?" Taehyung asked with a slight smirk, then flinched as someone hit him on the shoulder. "Hyung!" He whined as he looked up at Hoseok. "What?"

"Stop torturing poor Jimin and here, take this." Hoseok told him, holding out a stack of letters. "These are for you, and these are for Jimin. They're the ones that made it through screening." He chuckled softly as Taehyung glared at him, enraged that his teasing had been interrupted, but Jimin looked a little more relieved.