BTS Oneshots

normal /// yoonmin smut

Yoongi loved basketball and was quite good at it. He never studied and barely passed classes. He enjoyed writing rhymes and rapping them to himself in front of a mirror. The teen joked with his friends and flirted with girls. He had inward insecurities and outward cockiness. Yoongi was a normal boy.

And normal boys expirence jealousy.

As he walked into class, Yoongi saw a group of people he hung out with huddled in a corner.
Walking closer, he heard buts of the conversation.
"Namjoon? Dude, was she hot?"

"You wouldn't believe."

"Was she short? I like short girls."

"Well, taller than you, but that's not saying much."

Yoongi winced as everyone yelled in his ear, laughing and saying "savage".

"What the fuck are you idiots screaming about?"
HoSeok smirked, his face like knowing a single, insignificant topic made him superior to his Hyung.
"Just about how Namjoon lost his virginity. Before you."
A couple people snickered, but others kept quiet, afraid of tempting Yoongi's rage.
The green haired boy shrugged and walked to his desk.
"Before you too, Mr. Ass."

He never brought up the subject, but teased Namjoon when someone else did. He didn't show it, but Yoongi was actually boiling in anger. His dongsaeng actually popped his cherry before the older did. Most people assumed Yoongi had plenty of girlfriends in the past. Lots of girls called him cute and flirted, but for some reason, Yoongi had only dated 2 girls. And it wasn't his decision.

Normal boys have urges

Yoongi rubbed his eyes as he limped down the hall. Another date unsuccessful. Lately, he had been going out with more girls from neighboring schools. He decided dating girls here would be to embarrassing if he got rejected. Yoongi was grateful he did that because so far, none if the outings had been very pleasant.

He would've banged his head against the wall if he hadn't noticed the shower room door open. He didn't remember walking into the boys locker room in the first place.

Park Jimin strutted right of the room, only a lowhanging towel concealing him. Yoongi gasped when his eyes landed on the chiseled chest. They were especially emphasized with the water droplets. Jimin, eyes covered in a towel drying his head, slammed into a non moving Yoongi, who was just too mesmerized to comprehend movement.

"Oh, sorry Hyung."
Jimin used his second towel to cover his chest.

Yoongi nodded, not trusting his voice. Jimin started walking away to his locker. He stopped and smiled at Yoongi.
"Happy birthday."

Yoongi gulped.

And normal boys act on them.

Yoongi sat depressed on his bed. He considered asking his friends to hang out, but decided against it. His parents were on a business trip. Yoongi was determined to "get some."

Before getting ready, he sat down and put his hands to his head.

"Hello? Listen, I don't know who's listening but please, its my birthday. The only thing I want is...

Jimin flashed across his thoughts. Yoongi stood up in a moment of shock. He rubbed his eyes and laughed to himself.
"I'm fucking crazy. Jimin is..."
He paused. The fact that he's a guy didn't bother him. Yoongi shook his head and started changing clothes.

Sitting on his couch, Yoongi looked on his phone for a place to go. His door bell rung. Confused and slightly annoyed, the blonde got up to see who would bother him so late.