fixa

fourteen

"Yoongi, you should've told me-"

"no, Jimin. i shouldn't have. because if I did you'd get scared and leave me. I can't lose you, not again," i say, and jimin flinches.

"Why did you kill him? why your dad of all people?" He asks, his voice shaking. my hand is still around the steering wheel, gripping tight.

"he made my mom and my life hell. he beat us both. he was ashamed of us. we're accidental to him. I never loved him. he was the only person who I could get close enough to to shove a knife in their heart," i say, my voice quiet.

"How could he..." jimin trails off, and he looks sad.

"i dont know, Jimin. but everything was terrible. I had to get away from my mom. that's why I joined the gang. I've only killed one person, but I've done so much to cause trouble. Jimin they know everything about me. if I don't get them in jail soon one of us is gonna be dead," i say, and jimin bites his lip.

"what?" i ask, and he turns to me. he hums in response, obviously confused.

"You obviously have something to say, so say it," i say, not bothering to turn to face him.

"i.. uh.. it's nothing, it's stupid," he says, playing with his fingers. I look over at him.

"babe, nothing you say is stupid," i say, grabbing his hand again.

"i just.. I know I shouldn't be thinking of this, but.. if one of us dies.. can we.." he trails off, his thumb rubbing my hand

"neither of us is gonna die. but what do you want to do?" i ask, looking over at him as we stop at a stoplight.

he lets go of my hand, and I'm about to protest before his hand travels to my thigh, rubbing it. i bite my lip, glancing at him, getting the hint.

his hand travels further, onto my crotch, and he squeezes a little. i bite the inside of my cheeks, restraining any moans. he stares at me, and i know exactly what he wants.

"ill pull over into a hotel or something," i say, looking around for any hotel signs. I see one, and i pull over to it, my legs shifting uncomfortably.

we check in, hurriedly walking to the room. when we do, i push him against the wall, my lips aldeady attached to his. he pulls at my shirt, and it's off my body in a matter of seconds. i lift him up, his legs wrapping around my waist, and I carry him into the bedroom. i lay him on the bed, my hands finding the belt loops of his jeans. he bucks his hips into mine, causing friction. i pin him down, fumbling with his belt button until it's undone, and i pull his jeans down. he curls his fingers in my hair as we kiss again, returning the favor to undress me.

once we're both naked, I hold my fingers in front of his mouth, signalling for him to suck. he does, taking my fingers in his mouth and swirling his tongue around them. he stares at me the entire time as i begin to stroke his dick, enjoying the moans he emits around my fingers. after a while I pull my saliva slicked fingers out, coating my dick. i position myself at Jimin's hole, not breaking eye contact as I push inside him. the warm muscles cave me in, and it relaxes and satisfies me.

i kiss his neck as I begin to slide in and out, Jimin's head leaning back to give me more access. his hands claw at my back, letting out small, almost kitten-like whines. i begin to set a pace, and we rock against each other, nothing but pure love in the air.

i begin to thrust harder, and when his hips buck up I know I hit his sweet spot. with each thrust, i hit that spot harder and harder until he's gasping, pulling at my hair, moaning my name.

i sit up, my hands on his thighs as i continue to thrust, examining the boy beneath me moving as i do. i grab his hands, locking our fingers and pinning them beside his head. i roll my hips and slow my pace, causing even more pleasure. i let go of one hand, only to let it fall and behind to pump Jimin's dick. he gasps at the sudden pace, but bucks into me.

I lean down, concentrating my lips behind his ear, kissing and sucking as pleasing as I can. "y-yoongi, shit-" jimin stutters, his free hand finding my hair again. i breathe against the shell of his neck, and i grin when i feel his cum hit my chest. i thrust harder than before, practically slamming into him, and the scream-like moan he releases is enough to send me over the edge.

my stomach boils, and i pull out, granted this is unprotected sex and I want jimin to be safe at all costs. i crawl over to him, grabbing his hair and pulling his face closer to my dick, and he clothes his lips around me as I pump myself. I release into his mouth with a sigh, sitting still for a second.

i dont bother cleaning up the mess as I pull jimin closer to my under the blankets, snuggling into his hair. i smile, knowing i found exactly who I want to be with, because he makes me happy without trying. that's exactly what i needed. ill do anything to keep park jimin happy.

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just thought after all this drama and angst I'd gift u some smut :)