~Park Jimin~ "A 22-year-old boy residing in a modest village nestled in Busan, shares his home with his devoted mother, their lives coloured by the stark realities of poverty."
~Min Yoongi~ "In the heart of South Korea, Min Yoongi was not a typical...
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Day 6: Their Last Night Together
Their last night was spent in Jimin's cottage, holding each other close.
Jimin traced patterns on Yoongi's chest, voice barely above a whisper. "Hyung... I don't want you to go. But I know how important it is for your future so I'm happy."
Yoongi kissed his forehead. "I don't want to go either, baby."
Jimin sniffled, gripping Yoongi's shirt. "Promise me you'll come back as soon as you can."
Yoongi tilted Jimin's chin up, kissing him deeply. "I swear."
Yoongi's lips moved slowly, leaving a trail of soft kisses down Jimin's jawline and neck. He paused to nip gently at the sensitive skin before continuing his descent. Jimin's breath hitched as Yoongi's mouth reached his collarbone, then lower to his chest.
"Can I take off your t-shirt, baby?" Yoongi asked, his eyes filled with both love and desire.
Jimin felt a shiver run down his spine at Yoongi's gaze, his heart pounding. He immediately nodded, his voice barely above a whisper. "Yes... I want this too."
Yoongi looked up at Jimin through hooded eyes as he reached Jimin's pebbled nipple. He swirled his tongue around it before sucking it into his mouth, applying just the right amount of pressure. Jimin gasped, his fingers threading into Yoongi's hair, holding him closer.
Yoongi hummed softly in approval, the vibration against Jimin's nipple sending shivers down his spine. He switched to the other nipple, giving it equal attention, making sure Jimin was squirming beneath him. "You like that, baby?" Yoongi murmured against his skin.
Jimin could only manage a soft moan in response, his hips lifting slightly off the bed. Yoongi smirked against his chest, trailing kisses lower, down the smooth expanse of Jimin's stomach. He dipped his tongue into Jimin's belly button, making him squirm and giggle softly.
Yoongi looked up at Jimin with a playful glint in his eyes, his fingers hooking into the waistband of Jimin's pants. "Can I take these off?" he asked, already knowing the answer. Jimin nodded eagerly, lifting his hips to help Yoongi slide them down.
Yoongi tossed Jimin's pants aside, revealing his thin legs and the lace hem of his underwear. He hooked his fingers into the elastic waistband, slowly tugging them down to reveal Jimin's slender hips and thighs.
Jimin's face flushed as Yoongi slowly uncovered him, leaving him completely bare from the waist down. Yoongi gazed at him with hunger, his hands gripping Jimin's legs and spreading them apart. "Look at you, so pretty and spread open for me," he growled.
Jimin bit his lip, looking down at himself spread open on the bed. His face was beet red, but his eyes were dark with desire. Yoongi leaned down, pressing a soft kiss to Jimin's inner right knee. "Tell me where you want my mouth, baby," he commanded softly.
