TENDER TOUCH - JiKook/KookMin (English)

Kinky Prince

THERE ARE NUDES IN THIS CHAPTER, PAY ATTENTION IF YOU DO NOT WANT TO SEE THEM

*Smut Allert*

Jimin's Point of View

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I was in big...big? What am I even saying, my problems were huge. 

After our little session, Jungkook had offered to accompany me home, but I shyly refused to stay in his company any longer, because now he knew what exactly I hid in my underwear, what color my skin was under the clothes, he had seen all of  what was there to see. And it wasn't good. And so I walked alone, but not towards my home. My feet just brought me to the only place I knew I always felt secure and protected. I rang the doorbell, hearing mewls coming from behind the closed door. Melisandre had always had this capacity to recognize my walk even before I stepped one foot in Yoongi's house. The owner of the cat came to the door with damp hair, the fringe, which needed a cut, almost covered his soft eyes, and a thin layer of clothes covering him as his lips stretched in a warm smile

>>Ji<<

I swiftly waved my hand at him with an hint of a smile lingering on my lips too

>>Can I come in?<<

>>Sure<<

Yoongi stepped back, his cat purring while rubbing herself on my legs, her soft furr tickling my skin. I made my way in the house embracing my jacket to my body. Whasn't Yoongi freezing like that?

>>I have to dry my hair, want to go up?<<

I nodded following him up the stairs and to his room, while he bought the phon from the bathroom

>>I'll dry them for you?<<

Yoongi smiled again as if telling me to do it, I knew he loved how I would run my fingers through his hair while blowing them with warm air, he really enjoyed that.

I sat on the mattress while he took a seat under me on the floor. I started drying his hair, Yoongi had his eyes closed, and his head slightly inclined towards me, the cat sprawled comfortably at my side, her long and fluffy tail gently lifting and dropping from my thigh, the gesture making me a bit flustered, reminding me of Jungkook. It wasn't even close to his touch obviously, he had been more rough with me than that, but I was still aroused by the thought. Yoongi yawned, his scalp plopping down on my knees

>>I can't work like this Yoongs<<

>>Then leave them like this<<

>>You'll get cold<<

He shrugged. I put down the object, and Yoongi looked up

>>Are you okay?<<

I was taken aback by his question