Sex with me? - yoonmin ✔

guilty pleasure

"Yeah and why's that?"

Yoongi blinks his eyes innocently at his hyung, a toothy grin appears when Seokjin's brows furrowed into an angry one.

"You two looks awkward at today classes and it's so disgusting for me to watch it." Seokjin clicked his tongue, eyes glaring down on Yoongi who's now playing with his hair.

"I did what I should be doing, playing game." Yoongi pouted his lips before shrugging at Hoseok's exasperated sigh.
"What?" Yoongi asked, bothered by his best friends reactions. Before he realized it, a crumbled paper come flying toward his head hitting right on his eyes. "Ouch," Yoongi winced.

"Don't be a shit while you're on it. Make sure Jiminie also don't have–" Seokjin paused, tapping his nails on the table surface. "Not assuming, but you know little crush aha." Seokjin grins happily before shooting Yoongi a death glare.

"I mean it Yoongi. You know better than anyone else, how it feel to be brokenhearted."

Yoongi didn't respond, his eyes on his messy bedsheet with scurried assignment of him. His eyes met Hoseok who's lips has turn upside down.

"Don't worry much," Yoongi had whispered, ruffling onto Hoseok's hair.

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Yoongi check himself in front of the mirror before checking the time on his watch. His feet is bouncing as his nervous system kick in, he is going to meet Jimin on the younger's room. Gotta teach him today's note on business class. Gotta baby the boy since he look kinda miserable throughout the whole day. He knows, only because of that little boy Jungkook telltale on him.

Wonder what makes his baby all sad like that...

"He must be in thorn about his decision to join the competition. Yeah, must be that." Yoongi ruffles his hair before taking his pale black tote bag with him.

Yoongi isn't sure of what he's doing anymore. With all the things that's happening; his stupid game, the final, the party, the competition and his upcoming career counseling. Plus the fact that he doesn't know what he's gonna do for his future is terrifying.

The only regret he has is... meeting Jimin too late. No, he's not regretting that he got to know the younger but God, he's so mad because he can't stand the thought of not being able to see Jimin's beautiful face everyday anymore after his graduation.

He doesn't even know if he can keep in touch with the younger after their game end.

Fuck, even the thought of his relationship with Jimin ending is enought to eat Yoongi's soul away.

Future sure are scary to think about.

Yoongi took a long long breathe before knocking on the blue door of room 215. He pull back his shaky hands into his hoodie's front pocket, wetting his lips when he see the doorknob moves.

Thank you God for letting Park Jimin exist.

Is what Yoongi thought when he is met with Jimin's head popped out and the younger is smiling so blindingly bright. Yoongi's heart ache a little.

"Taehyung and Jungkook just got out to buy us ramen and snacks, please come in to our dirty and cramped barn." Jimin chuckles as he humble his body, his head being lowered when Yoongi steps in.

"It's just the same room as mine but with two extra bed, what do you mean dirty barn? This are normal for us student," Yoongi smiles, taking Jimin's hands with him.

"Is that so? Isn't your room a little bigger?" Jimin tilts his head. Yoongi shakes his head before cupping the younger's face into his big palms.

"A little big for me alone, but enough for two of us."

Yoongi feels fucking stupid because he himself is affected by the words as his lips found it way on Jimin's plump one. He sigh, desperately, he tug on Jimin's oversized shirt and kiss the younger harder.

He's so stupid.

Yoongi want to punch himself into next week because what he's doing are also affecting Jimin and that alone mean he's the bad guy in this game. He's making this game seems so unfair.

Last time, he told Jimin he's going to win the game. Today he dress out of his comfort zone so Jimin will look on him and him only while the younger look so emotionally wrecked. It feels like he's the whole meaning of Jimin's weakness and he abuse the power of it.

Fuck.

Yoongi open his eyes, his lips warm and wet against Jimin's one. He's so deep into his thinking as he's into his kissing that he didn't even realized they're both are on the floor with him underneath Jimin.

"I'm afraid my friends gonna see us like this, Jungkook isn't ready yet for this kind of thing," Jimin whispered in giggly tone. Yoongi smiles bitterly before engulfing Jimin harder, literally squishing the younger in his arms.

"Oh God, Oh God, let me go I'm choking!"

Yoongi loosened his hug but not letting the little boy away, his hands holding firm onto Jimin's back as he kisses onto the younger's neck softly.

"Are you gonna go all out on the competition?" Yoongi whispered after Jimin gave up on protesting their position.

"Tsk, gonna make sure everyone know I'm slaying both genders," Jimin said, his voice lively as he smile with his lips still on Yoongi's.

"Ooh, look like I should be prepared for the attack hm..." Yoongi whispers again, his fingers tracing random line on Jimin's back.

"Um, hyung." Jimin bit his lower lips when the silence has filled in between them.

"H-hyung..." the younger grab onto Yoongi's shoulders. Fingers are no longer on Jimin's back as it make its way to fully gropes the younger's ass.

"Oo, lacey panty. You sure you told Taehyung and Jungkook to buy us ramen and snacks only? Hm?"

Yoongi wet his lips when Jimin left thigh slipped in between his legs, eyes hooded as he watch Jimin getting on his four, caging him on the floor.

"No, I told them to bother Namjoon hyung instead."

"You're too sly for yourself," Yoongi muttered, slowly pulling up Jimin's oversized shirt.

"It's true, you're hyung little mess."

And once again, Yoongi hates himself knowing even without him doing anything, Jimin will still gonna lose the game they're playing.

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im not sad anymore so hey here's a confusing chapter for my hoes