Let's Play (ON HOLD)

Chapter 1- Awkward Encounter

       Park Jimin hummed along to Taeyang's "Eyes, Nose, Lips" playing into his ears through his headphones as he (attempted) to clean his clearly unorganized locker. Eventually, the young man sighed in defeat before he slammed the metal door shut, realizing that he forgot his backpack in the gymnasium. Jimin stuffed his headphones and iPod into his pocket, before rushing down the hallway.

       Once Jimin reached the door he quickly swung it open before turning a full circle and seeing no bags thrown around the gymnasium. " . . . Where the hell is my bag?" Jimin muttered to himself. Suddenly, he heard a muffled voice in the locker/changing room and he wanted to face palm himself for being so stupid. The gymnasium was the last place he had class that day, but the last place he was in at school was the gym's locker room. Where else would it be?

Jimin shook his head at himself and lazily approached the locker room door. The voice from the other side of the door only got louder until he could sort of make out the person's words. "Ah, oh god~ Y-Yoongi hyung~!!!"

Jimin knew he should've just ran back and gotten to the bus, but he really needed to finish his History project, and his text book was in his backpack. Instead, Jimin inched closer towards the locker room door and gently wrapped his fingers around the metal doorknob. Jimin took a deep breath and barely opened the door just enough to peek his head in. Warmth spread across his cheeks as his mind tried to take in the scene in front of him.

Leaning against the wall was a sweaty, halfway undressed student, who Jimin almost instantly recognized. Jung Hoseok. This kid was the same guy that won several golden awards for the track races they had, putting Jimin in second place every single time. The young man's red dyed hair was sticking to his sweaty forehead, his chest heaving heavily, with his legs trembling. He currently had his fingers tugging onto someone's black hair. His eyes darted around the room before they locked onto his backpack, a few steps away from Hoseok and Yoongi's little . . . whatever it was called to them. A game? Who knew. Jimin tried to turn away (he really did), but it was as if his legs couldn't move.

Hoseok bucked his hips upwards, making Yoongi choke and tears brimming his red tinted eyes. "H-Holy shit, your mouth feels so fucking good." Yoongi moaned onto Hoseok's length, causing the younger  to twitch and throw his head back against the wall, panting heavily. And then, just when Jimin thought it couldn't get any worse, when Yoongi pulled off to give Hoseok a quick kiss- he saw Jimin, and the two made direct eye contact. Yoongi smirked knowingly. He then bent downwards (still looking at a flushed-face Jimin) to lick Hoseok's throbbing length, from the base upwards, not forgetting to flick his tongue across Hoseok's tip. The younger male shook and moaned under Yoongi's touch and Jimin finally snapped out of his daze.

Jimin stomped into the room (startling Hoseok) without making any type of contact with either of the young males. He grabbed his backpack slung it onto his shoulders, and was about to walk out Yoongi called out to him. Jimin slowly turned and looked at Yoongi with the dirtiest look he could manage. "What, Min Yoongi?"

"Do . . . do you need some help?" Yoongi asked pointing at Jimin's bulge in his shorts which he had no idea about.

"N-no! A-and I never will, thank you very much!" Jimin rushed out of the gymnasium, bolted down the school hallway and out the front door. He ran all the way home without stopping, his heart pounding as he ran into his home, and rushed upstairs to his bedroom after quickly greeting his mother and older sister.

       To: Pica-Chen
       Dude, Min Yoongi gave me a boner at school today.
       Read: Just now

       From: Pica-Chen
       I'm coming over. We need to talk about this. I'll be there in five minuets.