THE DAWN - VMIN ONE SHOTS

YOU'RE THE ONE FOR ME

Please don't kill me 🙏🙏🙏

So a Vmin au where Taehyung and Jimin are renowned assassins working for a clandestine government agency, and they have been paired together for their exceptional skills in executing high-stakes missions.

For this mission, they were to take down two perpetrators (and their gang) threatening to ignite a gang war in a local province. They both were crouched down in a narrowed space that couldn't comfortably hold two people.

Jimin is a skilled sniper. He's been kneeling on the hard ground for so long waiting for the subjects to arrive. Taehyung was hunched down near the entrance of the tunnel, covering him.

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Taehyung's voice was low and even as he spoke into the comms device.

"Jimin, You need to get things done. We don't have much time before the target arrives."

Taehyung crawled to where Jimin was getting his rifle ready.

"I'm trying, Taehyung. But this space is ridiculous. I need room to maneuver", Jimin's voice was laced with annoyance. The confined space was really throwing him off. His knees ached, and it was difficult to keep his focus from straying. Also, his colleague wasn't being helpful.

Taehyung laid down next to him, his pistol in hand.

"Hurry up. We can't stay here forever," Taehyung whispered, his eyes flicking up to Jimin, his sniper rifle all set.

"Easy for you to say. You're not the one trying to aim in this tiny space", Jimin shot the male a withering look, his lips thinning into a straight line.

"You'll have to make do. We can't risk being seen", Taehyung checked his comm, alerting them that their targets are inbound. Jimin's gaze met Taehyung's, a spark of frustration igniting in his eyes. He needs to come up with a plan.

"Fine"

Jimin straightened (as much as the space allowed) and with a fluid motion, climbed on top of Taehyung, his gun still at the ready. Taehyung's eyes widened as Jimin's weight settled on him.

"What the-? Jimin, what are you doing?", he whispered, his tone surprised, eyes comically big Jimin had to stifle a laugh.

Taehyung's body tensed as Jimin settled onto his lap, his legs straddling Taehyung's hips. The position was intimate, and Taehyung's mind immediately went to all the times he'd vividly fantasized about Jimin riding him. Fuck.

"Shh, I need to get comfortable," Jimin whispered back, his eyes focussed on the subjects at the distance. He adjusted his position, his hips grinding against Taehyung's.

Taehyung's breath caught in his throat.

"Jimin, stop. Y-you're making this really hard for me", he had to hold back the groan that was rising in his throat. The small male's ass was directly on top of his crotch, and Taehyung can feel himself growing hard against Jimin's ass.

As Jimin took aim, Taehyung felt his arousal grow, straining inside the confines of his boxers. He tried to shift his position, but Jimin's weight pinned him down.

"Stay still," Jimin whispered, his voice firm but gentle, "I need to focus", his rifle in the air, singling out men in the distance with a precision honed from years of training.

"J-Jimin," Taehyung's voice was taut because his boner isn't fazed that he is literally in a war zone, showing no sign of faring up. The chaos outside was hell-gunshots and screams. Definitely not the ideal condition to make a fuss over his dick.

Jimin's eyes only sparkled with amusement as he adjusted his position, his ass grinding against Taehyung's growing erection, this time, Taehyung thinks, purposefully.

The tension between them was palpable, the air thick with unspoken desire. Taehyung's body ached with need, his erection leaking pre-cum and staining his underwear.

Unable to hold himself back, Taehyung's hand drifted up, his fingers brushing against Jimin's thigh. Jimin's eyes flicked to Taehyung's, the eye contact sending a spark of electricity through his body.

"Don't," Jimin's voice was low, a warning, and Taehyung's hand froze, his fingers trembling with restraint.

"Sorry," he muttered, biting down on his lips to contain the whimper that was about to escape.

"Keep your hands to yourself", Jimin's gaze returned to the target, his expression focused.

The sound of the rifle firing wasn't enough to drag his attention away from the crisis at his hand. Jimin was so immersed in the task, the blonde didn't react when Taehyung's hand reached down, settling over his ankle.

Thinking Jimin was distracted, Taehyung's hands slipped under Jimin's shirt, his fingers tracing the contours of the male's soft stomach. Jimin didn't respond to his touch, save for the bobbing of his Adams apple as he swallowed thickly.

When Taehyung tried to buck his hips upwards, to subtly rub his hard on to Jimin's ass, he saw the blond's eyes narrow, his focus wavering for a moment.

"Taehyung, cut it out," Jimin whispered, voice firm but husky, slapping Taehyung's hands away, his gaze refocusing on the targets.

"Just a little touch, Jimin", he pleaded, his voice barely audible.

Jimin's glare was enough to silence Taehyung, his hands clenching into fists by his side as he fought to maintain control. Taehyung's face twisted in frustration, but he remained still, his body tense with desire.

He watched, mesmerized, as Jimin took down the targets with ease, simultaneously trying to will his dick to go limp, but it was bloody impossible seeing all he wanted to do was get his hands on the man above him.

It was pure torture to endure and Taehyung resolved to keep his face covered with his arm all the while Jimin gunned down men like they were characters in a video game.

When the commotion outside settled, Jimin climbed off Taehyung, a satisfied smile spreading across his face. Taehyung could only glare up at him, his face flushed with arousal and his dick so hard he was feeling light-headed from all the blood rushing to it.

"You did that on purpose," Taehyung accused, his voice husky and breath coming out in a pant.

"Maybe just a little", Jimin gave a wink, a sly smirk on his lip as he expertly dismantled the sniper rifle.

"You're a tease, Jimin", Taehyung mumbled to himself, watching the man, who just now killed nearly a dozen men in cold blood, fumble around with the lock of his gun case.

Taehyung's body was on fire, giving him no reprieve. He needed to get out of there, to get some space between him and Jimin before he did something he regretted.

"Let's move," Taehyung's voice was rough, pulling down the ends of his coat to cover the bulge in his pants.

"After you", Jimin gestured, his eyes gleaming and lips wide with a smile.

Park Jimin will be the death of him.

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So this is a snippet of an assassin au I have in mind. I'm never going to upload this in full. So i thought why not update some details. There's one or two scenes remaining. I will update it too.