grim ; yoonmin [original]

036

036

YOONGI grumpily sat squished in between hoseok and jimin. the rounded booth they were at was currently occupied by jimin, taehyung, yoongi, and hoseok.

much to the reapers disliking, wherever jimin was, apparently so was hoseok. and wherever hoseok was, so was taehyung.

to make matters much more interesting jungkook, namjoon, and seokjin just so happened to appear at the skating rink with the quadruple.

what was supposed to be a night for just the two boys, turned into a nightmare for yoongi. the three extra guests came to the booth then, after receiving their rollerblades.

they slid into the seats, causing yoongi to get even more constricted as hoseok and jimin pressed into his sides further. an awkward chortle escape jimin's mouth as he glanced around the table at the unwelcomed guests.

he, too, just wanted time alone with yoongi.

"but you're always alone with him, jimin." hoseok whined, startling the boy. "can you not answer my thoughts out loud." jimin's cheeks burned and his cute state of embarrassment went straight to yoongi's crotch.

this was no time to be turned on.

the reaper swirled the red jeweled band around his finger, trying to think of anything but the mortal whose skin burned into his through thin fabric.

"we have a newcomer at the table." taehyung spoke up cheerfully, eyes gleaming at seokjin. namjoon, who sat beside the warlock and taehyung, rolled his eyes. "do you always have to be so cheerful?" he mumbled, not letting seokjin introduce himself.

"joonie be nice or else i'll rip you tongue out." jin's sweet, but warning, tone didn't match the dreadful threat he spoke. he condescendingly poked the spot namjoon's dimple would appear.

jungkook's smile widened as he looked between the two, knowing tonight was going to be chaotic.

and boy did he love chaos.

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lmao

crotch