grim ; yoonmin [original]

finale pt. 3

finale pt. 3

20:22
"fuck you." yoongi scowled at jimin.

the boy tried his hardest to keep his mouth flat and for his chuckles to not escape from between his lips.

"why do you look so damn good?" yoongi's annoyed tone was harsh, but jimin took the praise with a lightweight feeling fluttering in his stomach.

he loved getting compliments, especially when they were from yoongi. the reaper circled his index finger in the air, signaling for jimin to do a spin.

"your ass and thighs in the jeans..." he trailed off, closing his eyes and taking a deep breath. "you're going to ruin me, park jimin." when opening his eyes again, the flashed red before returning to a deep brown.

"can you two stop rubbing your relationship in my now?" taehyung pushed his way between the two in order to separate them. "can we go inside? namjoon and jin are parking the car and hobi and kookie are right behind us." he jabbed a finger over his shoulder, pointing to the demon and angel striding towards them.

"ok!" jimin smiled happily. he laced his fingers with yoongi's and began to walk towards the entrance of the house.

from in the house party, the music that blared through the speakers rattled through the floors. the floor was slick with a few spilled drinks and sweat, the air reeked of body heat, alcohol, and something a little more illegal.

"whoever taemin and minho are," yoongi yelled beside jimin's ear, "they know how to throw a party." he pointed to a dark corner occupying a few people. a girl laid her back flat on a small table and on her toned stomach laid white, neatly lined powder.

"taemin," jimin called in surprise when his friend sauntered up to him. "what the hell?" he pulled the older male by the arm. he wouldn't have suspected someone as sweet as him to host a party with drugs.

"relax, jimin," taemin patted the boy's head, "i don't know where those people came from, i just let them stay because minho said to." he shrugged, before taking a glance at yoongi.

the two introduced themselves, and taemin cooed over jimin having a boyfriend.

after a while, a few of the host's friends came up to the small group.

"hey, what song is this?" jimin called to taemin, who stood beside kibum and jongin, who regularly came to jimin's dance studio.

"i don't know, sehun put it on. i think it's called lu?" jongin answered when taemin shrugged.

"well," yoongi interrupted loudly, "i would say it was nice to meet you all, but it really wasn't and i could give less than a fuck about this song—"

jimin slapped his arm, but he continued on "—so we 'bouta dip." the reaper took jimin by his hips and guided him to another part of the house.

22:56
at some point, taehyung had lost sight of all of his friends. he wondered aimlessly throughout rooms in the house and weaved in and out of gyrating bodies. a bottle of water was in one of his hands as a lollipop was placed in the other.

occasionally, he took long swipes at the treat, when he really wanted to shove the whole thing in his mouth. he didn't do so because he was afraid of being shoved and accidentally choking to death on the stick.

"you live to sexually frustrate me, don't you?" he was pulled back by the waist and pushed against the chest of none other than jungkook.

"i live to breathe and survive, but if that makes you feel better about your existence, then, by all means, think that way." taehyung couldn't help but be snarky when around the demon.