shadows｡ yoonmin

eighteen

warning: some action ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Taehyung had to leave because Jimin made him go buy groceries since they were about to run out.

Jimin looked down at his problem and sighed.

"How am I supposed to get rid of you?" He mumbled. "Goddamn it."

He looked around, there was a fair amount of people so it wasn't like he could casually jack off just like that. He got frustrated as someone came up to the counter to order something.

After he was done preparing their drink, he gave it to them, turning around and going back to the register.

"Would've been easier if I let Taehyung help me." He said. "And I almost forgot, I'm gonna be here all night which is even better." He sarcastically spoke to himself. "Great job, Jimin." He shook his head.

He frowned as he took his phone out, checking his messages. It wasn't like he could just ask Taehyung to come back and help him out.

He pressed Jungkook's contact and waited for him to answer.

"Hello?" His raspy voice said.

"Jungkook! I need help."

"With what? I'm doing homework."

"Quit lying, you're playing video games."

"Yeah, that's homework."

"Okay whatever! I need your help because I'm in deep shit."

"What's the matter?"

"Long story short, I sucked Taehyung off in the back room and told him I'd deal with my buddy as he left but there's a lot of people here and I can't do anything and it's so annoying!"

"It's Monday," He started laughing. "Oh dear lord you're in big trouble."

"Yeah no shit, asshole."

"Jack off behind the counter, you fuck."

"I told you there's a lot of people, I can't do that!"

He started moaning into the phone, making Jimin go wild as his crotch twitched. "Oh guess what I'm doing, hyung?" Jungkook said, probably smirking. "I'm jacking off, oh yeah."

"Fuck you, Jeon Jungkook."

He heard the younger laugh before he hung up on him. He made a mistake when he tried to call Jungkook, knowing that he would just frustrate him even more.

He looked at his phone one last time before tucking it back in his pocket. Almost fifteen minutes passed and he was hurting. He was whining and groaning to himself.

"Jimin?" A voice spoke.

He looked up and his eyes widened.

"Yoongi? What are you doing here?"

He just shrugged. He noticed how Jimin felt uneasy. "Are you okay? You don't look too good."

"Fuck." Jimin mumbled. "Come here right now."

"Excuse me?"

"Walk back here, Yoongi! Come!"

Yoongi stared at Jimin, confused, but obeyed nonetheless. He walked behind the counter and got to Jimin.

Jimin looked around before slipping under the counter, pulling Yoongi down with him.

"Jimin, what are you d—"

"Yoongi, please help me."

"What's wrong?" Now worried, Yoongi asked him.

"I— we, Taehyung and I, no wait— ah fuck!" He teared up as his erection started to hurt.

"Jimin, you're crying."

"It hurts!" He whisper-yelled, locking eyes with the older.

"What hur— oh my fucking god."

Jimin started palming himself, looking at Yoongi. "Help me please, it hurts."

He didn't have to say that twice. He really didn't.

"Jimin, stand up."

"What? Why?"

"Stand up!" Jimin did as he was told and looked down at Yoongi. "Just act normal and stay behind this register. I'll help you out."

"Yoongi— ah shit." He accidentally moaned out loud. There were a few heads turned to his side, causing him to turn red but they looked away.

Yoongi indeed helped him, unzipping his pants and pumping Jimin's dick. His slender fingers stroked his member, making Jimin crave for more. Jimin slid his hand under the counter and grasped Yoongi's hair, pulling onto it. Yoongi hummed lowly, sending vibrations up Jimin's dick and making him breathe heavily.

It was weird, really. How they just met after two years and there they are, Yoongi having to give Jimin a hand job under the counter. But it wasn't like Yoongi was complaining.

"Yoongi, I'm about to—" He couldn't continue his sentence because he had to hold in his moan as Yoongi wrapped his little mouth around Jimin's member. He swirled his tongue around it, sucking it the best he can. He didn't want to disappoint. Yoongi liked how Jimin pulled on his hair, it kind of turned him on but he wouldn't admit that out loud.

Someone came up to Jimin and ordered a milkshake. Jimin being the flustered mess that he is, stuttered as he answered the lady.

"Okay, v-vanilla milksha-shake coming right u-up." The woman stood there, waiting for Jimin to turn around and start making her drink. "Y-you can g-go back to your s-seat, ma'am. I'll b-bring it o-over to y-you."

"Alright, thanks." She turned around and went back to her seat.

"Shit, Yoongi, people are starting to get suspicious." He felt his stomach churn as his knees went weak. His body started shaking a little bit until his head was thrown backwards. "Fuck!" He yelled. Jimin released his juices inside Yoongi's mouth and the older swallowed it all.

Everyone's eyes were glued to Jimin, wondering why he was so loud. He smiled sheepishly at them and slipped under the counter.

He breathed heavily as he stared into Yoongi's eyes. He saw a bit of his cum on the corner of Yoongi's lips and he contemplated whether or not he wanted to lean in and wipe it off with his lips.

He decided against it and used his thumb instead, wiping it off and licking his thumb afterwards.

"Wow." Yoongi mumbled.

"Wow what?"

"That actually just happened."

"Yeah?" Jimin whispered. "I better go start on that lady's milkshake if I wanna keep my job."

"You're not even gonna talk about what just happened?"

"What am I supposed to say?"

"I don't know like, I just fucking sucked your dick and you're with Taehyung?!" Yoongi's voice was low, thank god.

"Can we pretend like nothing happened? Please? I just didn't know how to deal with it and you happened to come here and this and— I don't know!"

"Yeah of course, Jimin." He mumbled. "Nothing happened."

Yoongi stood up and left, leaving Jimin dazed and confused under the counter.

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told u to expect the unexpected homies