Love me right •vmin/yoonmin•

(say the name) 17

Jimin p.o.v

Tonight is the night of Jackson's party. Jimin would be lying if he says he isn't looking forward to it. He gets to spend the entire night partying with his friends, and maybe even drink when Seokjin isn't watching. He looks up from the bed to see Taehyung pulling random clothes out of his closet. "Taetae, calm down, I'm sure you will look perfect." Taehyung quickly turns around and point his finger at him. "No you don't understand, you always look perfect!" Jimin sighs, he isn't planning on having that argument again. "Okay, even if you're right, what does that have to do with this?" His younger boyfriend rolls his eyes. "Have you ever looked at me? I'm a mess! You'd look good in anything so you can't possibly understand what I'm going through right now."

The older boy stands up from where he was lying down and walks over to Taehyung. He wraps his arms around him and slowly kisses him in a desperate attempt to calm him down. "Babe, it's just a party, don't worry." The younger mumbles something before finally choosing an outfit to wear. As soon as he puts it on Jimin playfully pats his head. "You look stunning babe." Taehyung smiles at him and pecks him on his cheek before he says it again. The one sentence that can make his world fall apart in a matter of seconds. "I love you Jiminie, I really do." Each word made him feel worse. He just awkwardly smiled back before grabbing Taehyungs hand and pulling him out of his house and towards the party.

Getting shitfaced suddenly sounds like a great idea to him.

As soon as the door swings open the boys are greeted with loud music, bright lights and the undeniable scent of alcohol and sweat. They find their way through the crowd and manage to find the others. Jimin gives all off them a hug, keeping himself wrapped around Yoongi a little longer than necessary. He doesn't fail to notice the shy smile the older has on his face when he pulls away. When he finally tears his gaze away he sees that Taehyung is no longer next to him.

"Jungkook has run off with your boyfriend dude, I'd watch out if I were you." Namjoon playfully hits him against his arm. Jimin just shrugs and drags Yoongi and Hoseok with him to the dance floor, aka the living room. It's a little bit awkward to watch Yoongi dance but it's fun. He also can't deny that his friend looks very good in his skinny jeans.

After about an hour later Hoseok has disappeared in the crowd and Jimin has consumed enough alcohol to make his head feel fuzzy. He is slowly grinding his body against the older boy to the beat of the music. Yoongi has his head buried in Jimin's shoulder, softly biting at his skin.

"More alcohol."

Jimin manages to grab onto Yoongi's hand before he dives into the sea of people collected around them in search of something to drink. They both grab something (to be honest he can't care less about what it is) and let themselves fall down on the couch. Jimin downs the liquid in one go, feeling the buzz in his body get stronger. He leans over to the boy next to him and starts slowly mouthing at his neck. Yoongi lets his head fall back and tightens his grip on Jimin's thigh before slowly pushing him away.

"Jimin, Taehyung."

The younger just whines in the back of his throat before pulling his hyung closer again.

"Can't."

He ignores the words of protest and swings his leg over Yoongi's so that he's straddling his lap.

"Fuck, Jimin no. No it's wrong."

Jimin leans in closer, their lips almost touching. "Then why does it feel so right?"

He doesn't think about Taehyung at all when he closes the gap and finally kisses Yoongi. The older boy finally gives in and wraps his arms around Jimin's body, pulling him closer. The kiss quickly grows more heated and Jimin feels the need to get out of this room, out of this house filled with unknown people. He wants all of his senses filled with nothing but Min Yoongi. He breaks away from the kiss.

"Wanna take this to my place?"