Don't Touch What Isn't Yours (angst)(triggering)
Jimin was jumping up and down excitedly on stage like usual, waving the BTS light stick in his hand. After finishing 'boys with fun', they started playing 'House of Cards'. Jimin smirked, turning on sexy mode. He started to walk towards the front of the stage, licking his lips sensually, driving the fangirls wild.
He didn't notice a certain Jung Hoseok walking up behind him and slowly sliding his hands down Jimin's torso. Jimin laughed, deciding to play along with the skinship that the fans liked so much. He started to grind backwards on J-hope, raking a hand through his hair.
"I love when your hips move like that." Whispered Hoseok in his ear. Jimin paused, the fans couldn't hear him, his mic was turned off . . . why did he say that?
Then he felt it, a pair of lips on the back of his neck. He tried to play it off, stepping away from Hoseok quickly, playing it off as a dance move. He laughed nervously and continued the song, not seeing the glare from the other side of the stage.
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Once finishing the set, Jimin had almost completely forgotten about the Hoseok incident when Yoongi sped past him backstage to grab Hoseok by the collar and drag him off. Jimin watched, guilt flaring in his stomach. Shit . . .
Jungkook raised an eyebrow. "What's up with him?" he asked. Jimin shook his head.
"Let's just . . . take this make up off." Said Jimin, dragging Jungkook away from the closet Yoongi had shoved Hoseok into.
- inside the closet (lol) –
"What the fuck was that stunt you pulled? On fucking stage?" growled Yoongi, holding Hoseok still by his shirt collar. Hoseok laughed nervously.
"What do you mean?" he asked.
"I mean," Yoongi snarled, slamming Hoseok's shoulder into the wall. "When you kissed my boyfriend's neck in front of millions of fans."
Hoseok just laughed again. "Dude, it was just fanservice –"
"There's a line, Jung Hoseok. A line I don't want to see crossed again. Keep your hands. Off Jimin. Or else." He snapped.
"Or what? You'll beat me?" asked Hoseok with a wink. Yoongi kneed him in the abdominal.
"Next time it's your balls, asshole." Yoongi snarled, throwing a groaning Hoseok onto the group and leaving the closet.
-
"Yoongi, what are you doing?" asked Jimin alarmed as Yoongi had Jimin pushed up against the wall of their empty dressing room.
"What happened with Hoseok will not happen again, Park Jimin." Snapped Yoongi. Jimin looked at him sadly.
"I didn't mean for it to happen, Yoongi! He was the one all over me!" cried Jimin.
"Says the one who was grinding on him."
"I was playing with the fanservice! If you weren't such an emotionless rock you'd know what that is!" retorted Jimin.
"At least I'm not a whore who tries to seduce anything with two legs!"
"Maybe I'm just lonely!"
"Lonely!? What am I, a roach!?" shouted Yoongi.
"Well I mean being in a relationship with you is kinda like dating a roach!"
"So you're saying I don't perform well in bed!?"
"I'm saying you don't perform at all!"
"So three rounds isn't enough for you!?"
"Maybe I'm just looking for something different!"
