Min Yoongi One Shots

6: Ungrateful

A/N: I keep imagining this so I just had to make it a chapter it's haunting me in my sleep! Also I feel like I should spice things up a bit and maybe I'll start throwing in random Yoonmin chapters?? Or if anyone has any others they ship with Yoongi I'm really open minded so I could write that too if you request it

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~Jimin's POV~

It had been so long since he had let me go anywhere near him. He's been so busy and didn't want distractions so I've had to pleasure myself when the time came that I needed it.

He's been sleeping at his office so often I even started fearing he would leave me. I can't help but feel insecure when he's not here with me.

None of that mattered now. Yoongi was coming home tonight. He was finally finished with his work and promised over the phone that he would make up for all the time we couldn't be together. Just thinking about it had made me excited.

I put on the satin shirt Yoongi bought me and prepared for a night out with him. We hardly ever went on dates anymore. I was really happy.

Just as I had finished getting dressed I heard the front door close. My heart was racing as I hurried to the front room to greet him. "Yoongi!" I threw my arms around him and kissed him gently.

He immediately pushed me away and went into our bedroom leaving me alone once again to think I had done something wrong.

He promised. Why was he acting this way?

I quietly followed him hoping to get some answers. "Yoongi? H-how was your day?" He ignored me and began taking off his work clothes.

"It was fine." He looked up at me momentarily. "Why are you dressed like that?" Did he actually forget what he had said to me this morning?

I could feel my face heating up with anger and tears were forming in my eyes. "You forgot."

He rolled up his sleeves and dug for something in his dresser. "What are you talking about?"

I just wanted him to spend a little time with me. Was that really too much to ask? I took a few deep breaths to calm myself. "Forget it... I don't know why I expected anything in the first place." It hurt my heart to think that I was that easy to forget about. He didn't even think about me anymore so what was I still doing in this relationship?

I turned to leave, but he grabbed my arm. "What made you think you could speak to me that way?" He stepped closer and grabbed my chin forcing me to look at him. He was becoming more aggressive. "What an ungrateful mouth you have... I won't have to punish you, will I?"

The once bored look in his eyes was replaced with a darkness I hadn't seen in so long. It was almost unfamiliar at this point.

He pushed me in the direction of the bed and turned back to whatever it was he had been looking for. "Face the other direction."

"What?"

"Are you deaf? I said, face the other direction." I did as I was told and waited patiently for him to say something, but he stayed quiet. Instead, I heard his light footsteps come closer and stop behind me. My heart felt like it was going to jump out of my chest. I was just anticipating his next move.

I felt a soft fabric cover my eyes as the room went black. I started to panic. "Yoongi?" I tried reaching up to touch it to see what it was.

"No. Put your hands down." I hesitantly followed his orders while he tied the fabric behind my head. Not being able to see was a little frightening to me. He turned me around to face him and I felt his hands unbuttoning my shirt.