Yoonmin - Gangsters love better

I love you

"I'm gonna rip his hands off so I can choke him with them."

"Hyung, wait!" Jimin grabbed Yoongi by his arm, "please don't hurt him. He... he didn't know better."

"Didn't know better my ass! He raped you!" Yoongi continued to rage and pointed at Jimin's neck.

Jimin pushed his palm onto the dark spots, Jungkook had left on his soft skin in embarrassment, "He's desperate... Hyung, he's in love! Even though I don't like to admit it I understand why he acted like it. It was wrong, of course and god knows I would like to punch him in the face until he loses his consciousness but... he's confused. You know? Like you... and me?" 

Yoongi breathed out deeply when Jimin slid his hands over the former's upper arm, trying to get his comprehension, "You're way too good to him baby-boy..."

"He's still just a puppy..." Yoongi's brow raised in confusion at Jimin's comment and the younger just smiled softly, "he will understand soon. We just have to give him some time."

The elder trailed his eyes down a little, biting on his bottomlip in thought, before he looked over to the rest of the gang, gathered around the fire, "give him time, you say huh...?" a grin started to form on his lips, "What a nice coincidence. That means we got time for the surprise I prepared while you were busy. I though you wouldn't get to see it, being employed with all the drama around you."

"A surprise?" The corner of Jimin's lip arched up a little at that.

"Indeed." Yoongi smirked and intertwined his fingers with Jimin's to pull him along, "and I bet your ass, you'll love it."

"I'd much rather like it if you would bet your ass, Hyung." Jimin teased and grabbed harshly onto Yoongi's backside, earning a slight jolt.

It was followed by a silent growl, "you better watch yourself, or you will wake up tomorrow and not be able to join Hoseok at training."

"Why's that?"

"Because", Yoongi pulled at Jimin's arm, bringing the redhead's ear close to his lips, filled with hot breath, "I'm gonna fuck you so hard, that you won't be able to stand more than a minute baby-boy."

A deep blush creept onto Jimin's cheeks and he bit the inner of his bottomlip harshly, "make it a second and I'm all yours..."

"Oh baby-boy..." Yoongi liked on Jimin's earlobe, earning a sigh, "a little virgin like you still has got so much to learn."

And with that he pulled away, pulling a pouting Jimin back into the building. Inside it was a little warmer and the silence was more present, since no one was talking and the chatting of their friends didn't break through the thick walls. The shine of the fire outside was the only thing illuminating the entrance hall but Yoongi didn't bother turning the lights on when he guided Jimin past the sofas and several plants. Jimin flinched when the sharp leaf of an exotic palm cut his arm and the gang leader growled. But he was held back to growl a curse at Hoseok's weird passion, when Jimin assuringly grabbed his hand a bit tighter and pushed him forward to go further.

Yoongi silently obeyed and aimed for the stairs, that would take them upstairs into their room. At the second floor, Jimin stopped for a moment, throwing a worried glance at Jungkook's slightly opened door. There was no sound but Jimin could've sworn there was a sniffing noise hitting his ears just a few seconds ago. But he was soon brought back to the present, when Yoongi gently tugged at his shirt and pulled him to the supreme floor, where they shared their bed. Before they could reach it however, Yoongi turned around on the stairs, looking down on Jimin with a smile.