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Chapter 5

"Gaaah... "A long groan spread across the room. Last night, drinking, dancing and all the other stuff he didn't remember were fun, but this hangover was killing him. Jimin was feeling awful. He had headache, his vision was still a little blur, his body hurts, he was stained with his semen, or he hoped so.

The bad thing was that Jimin had no memories about last night after the third drink. There were blunted memories including lap dances, Taehyung and Hoseok fucking in the store behind the bar, Jungkook kissing his neck in front of the apartment's door, but the most blurred part was after that. Jimin was curled in his bed and Yoongi was there too. He kissed his forehead before the younger fall asleep. It was too real. Jimin could still feel Yoongi's fingers around his dick and his own fingers gripping on the soft black locks. Nevertheless, it was just a dream. Obviously the reason for his ruined underwear.

He have never had those kind of dreams, but there's first time for everything, right? The big question was: why Yoongi? Why his roommate, who probably didn't even know in what a slut Jimin was turning when he feel the need.

However, the boy didn't continue thinking much about it. It was less painful to stop thinking and to let the hot water remove the few remaining memories of the night.

"Drink that" Yoongi pointed at a glass of water and a pill, which he had left the countertop a minutes before Jimin to enter the kitchen, still in his home clothes. "It will help."

"Thanks" the boy replied. He drank the pill and opened the fridge, searching something to eat. The whole time he could feel Yoongi's gaze on his back. "What?" he asked slightly annoyed from the act.

"You could at least text me that you'll be late"

"Sorry, hyung" Jimin out his hands in his sleeves, playing with the hem. No matter how good we felt last night, now he was feeling guilty. He betrayed his hyung and made him worry. It was terrible.

"Don't hyung me!" suddenly the black haired boy exploded. "Do you know how much I worried for you?!" he got off his chair and kicked it in anger. His pale fingers running through his raven locks, contrasting so beautifully as he sighed heavily. Yoongi was ready to hit something when he noticed the scared expression on Jimin's face. His hands were wrapped around his body, trying to protect himself and hoping he can become even smaller and unnoticeable. His eyes were open wild, expanded dimly, pupils full of fear and sorrow. Moreover, shame. He was ashamed of his actions. That's why he was looking at his bare feet. He didn't dare to look his hyung in the eyes.

At this moment, Yoongi regretted his words and actions. He was angry, because he was concerned. For him the younger boy was gentle and kind creature, so fragile, that he was feeling the physical need to take care of him. But this wasn't the right way. The older felt like he was shouting at a puppy, when he had done nothing wrong and only wanted to play.

"I'm sorry" the black haired boy apologized and made a step toward the boy, but Jimin continued to stand in the same defensive position.

"It's o-okay, hyung. I understand. I'm s-sorry" Jimin himself couldn't understand why he was so upset. Wasn't it normal for roommates to have a fight? No. This wasn't the case.

All of his life no one have worried about him. No one carried what he's doing or when he's back home. But now, when he had a person next to him, Jimin felt awful because he was a failure. Nothing more than a burden for everyone around him.

The boy felt tears forming in his eyes and turned around, ready to head back to his room. Fuck his damn sensitivity and the stupid alcohol.

But before he could reach the door, the younger felt a pair of hands turning him around, making him face their owner and pulled him into a gentle but tight hug.

A little sob escaped Jimin's lips.

"I'm sorry. Let's forget about it" the pink haired boy nodded and they stayed like this for a while.

Jimin was satisfied. He loved hugs even more than he loved to be fucked. And no matter how awkward this situation was, a hug was a hug.

NOTE: This me. Hugs for my readers. Hope you're more than one.

On the other hand, Yoongi started to feel strange. The boy's vulnerability at this moment reminded him of the last night's events. And no matter how bad he wanted to protect him as an older brother, there was a dark side, deep down in his mind, that craved to destroy that innocence. To break Jimin and make him whimper. He wanted so bad to...

"I have to get ready" the words drew Yoongi out of his thoughts and the two boys separated from each other.

"Take it" Jimin accepted the sandwich that the other gave him with a warm smile and got back to his room. He had to talk with Jungkook. 

NOTE: I love them so muuuuch... nvm i hope you liked it. I have a question. Am I making a progress in my writing? I really want to know