Love me right •vmin/yoonmin•

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Yoongi p.o.v

Yoongi looks at his phone in disbelief. Did Jimin just confess to him? Isn't this some kind of dream? He rereads the message over and over. The boy sighs in defeat. Couldn't he tell me all this before he started dating Taehyung? As much as he wants to run straight to Jimin's house and right into his arms he knows he shouldn't. He's started to get closer to Taehyung and the kid is as innocent as they come. He doesn't want to hurt him. It's probably for the best if he and Jimin don't talk for a while.

The next day at school he doesn't sit next to Jimin as he usually would, sticking to Hoseok's side instead. They laugh about nothing in particular and Yoongi almost forgets about the whole thing. Almost, because he can see the way Taehyung doesn't let go of Jimin one time during the break. The poor boy looks so desperate for his attention and Jimin doesn't even notice, too caught up in staring at Yoongi. Yoongi gives him a warning look before turning his attention to Hoseok again. Jimin seems to notice and starts a casual conversation with Taehyung. Yoongi doesn't think he's ever seen someone as happy as Taehyung is in that moment.

The bell rings and everyone says their goodbyes before walking to their classes. Everyone except for Namjoon has maths now (Namjoon, being the genius that he is, takes an advanced class). Yoongi sits down at his usual spot in the back when he realises Jimin sits next to him during this class. Shit. How am I going to ignore him now. A bad slamming down on the table next to him brings him back to reality. He looks up and is met with Jimin's usual smile. "Hi Yoongi!" The older boy mumbles something back but Jimin pretends that he doesn't notice.

They're ten minutes into the lessons when Yoongi feels a hand creeping up his leg. His head shoots up from his book and looks at Jimin, who is looking at the teacher as though nothing is happening. The hand continues it's journey until it finds Yoongi's hand. Jimin intertwines their fingers and starts rubbing laze circles with his thumb. Yoongi doesn't want this, at least that's what he tells himself. To be honest he doesn't want Jimin to stop. His hand is warm and makes him want to squeal. Don't be an idiot, Taehyung is sitting only two rows behind you. He might see. Yoongi slowly turns around and finds Taehyung just staring blankly out of the window. Okay, just this once. He tightens his grips on Jimin's hand, now making movements of his own with his fingers. The younger boy looks up at him and smiles shyly. Yoongi carefully smiles back before grabbing his pen and scribbling something down in his notebook.

Don't get the wrong idea Jimin

Jimin motions for Yoongi to give him the pen and writes something down underneath Yoongi's messy handwriting with his free hand.

What do you mean?

*sigh*

This is fine for now

But you're with Taehyung

Sorry I know

But you're just too cute for me not to do this

Oh my god

Stop flirting with me Park Jimin

Just admit it

You like it when I do this

Call you cute

Jimin I swear to god

You'll be the death of me

I could call you other things as well...

Don't you dare

But daddy

N O

I'd be so good for you daddy

Your little slut

...........we're in class

Your boyfriend is sitting behind us

So?

Maybe he could join us

Or I'll let you watch as I take him

Before I crawl over to you

And s

Yoongi quickly pulls his notebook away from Jimin. What the hell was that!? Jimin looks up at him, looking very offended. He pulls away his hand but not without making a show out of "accidentally" pressing his hand against Yoongi's hardening dick. So much for ignoring. Yoongi tries to ignore the blush creeping up on his cheeks when the teacher asks him about the writings in his notebook at the ending of the lesson.

Sorry that it took so long for me to update but I kiiiinda got stuck whith this fic. I know where I want it to go now though so the next update will most likely be soon!