•jealousy• [taekook]

pleasure [6]

Jimin P.O.V.

I threw myself on my bed. It was late afternoon and my parents weren't home yet. Finally got some time alone without anyone screaming my name and pointing out things I do wrong. I always help my parents with cleaning and cooking dinner at home, in fact the whole family does. It's nice to get some time spending with my family, but sometimes it's great to be at home alone. My siblings were also not in the house, probably hanging out with their friends.

I stared up in the ceiling, it was white but with some cracks in the stone material that the roof was made of.

I got up from the bed and sat down on the wheeling chair who stood in front of my desk. I watched the table and then started to look through the papers who were laying on the blanc table. White papers with school assignments tattooed on them, a lot of different homework types, drawings of nature and animals. I liked to draw things, it was calming to let your creative flow through your hand and put in on a paper. Also there were pictures of people, in fact my friends. Or were they're my friends anymore? I'm not sure.

Pictures of me and Jungkook hanging out, eating in restaurants, having fun at parties and spending time at the school. And pictures of me and Taehyung too, with drinks in our hands and wet clothes from all the drinks and sweat at parties. I remember music playing so hard so we could feel the bass through our bodies. We couldn't even talk to each other without screaming but barely hearing a word what we were trying to say.

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Flashback

Loud music pumping out of speakers from different locations around the house. I turned to Taehyung who were wearing a blue shirt and formal pants. He looked like a sex god with his wet hair from all the sweat that were dripping from his forehead. Our clothes were drenched in beer and other alcoholic drinks. I lifted my arm to smell my shirt, ough, it smells disgusting. I lifted my head up again to Taehyung, he was staring at me with a confusing look.

"Why did you smell yourself?" He tried to spoke as clear as he could to hide his drunkenness.

"Because I don't want my parents to find out I'm drunk" Oops. I revealed it, yup I'm drunk.

He just laughed at my silly explanation. He put one of his hands on my shoulder. My eyes whined and I leaned closer to him, only a few inches were between our lips. I couldn't hold it back anymore. I pressed my swollen wet lips on his perfect, soft but wet lips. He pushed away.

"What the fuck Jimin?" He screamed and then started to walk clumsy to the door. He pushed through people to reach the door.

Shit...

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I pictured myself that night, trying to remember what I couldn't remember the day after. Shit. I kissed Taehyung. That's why he hates me?

I miss him, we were so close until that night. It was my fault. I miss him when he laughed and smiled at my jokes, I miss when we hung out all the time after school. I miss when we could be close physically, his well trained body close to mine.

I moved my hand slowly to my thighs until they reached inner my legs. I closed my eyes. I pulled down the zipper of my pants, threw them on the floor and then removed my boxers. I kept having pictures of Taehyung in my head while I slowly began to touch my member.

"Ah" I felt myself moan in my throat and then letting the small words out.

I closed my eyes again and my brain started to picture Taehyung naked. His body wet after sweating, panting and staring at me.

I moved my hand faster as my imaginations became more intensive. I threw my head back at the pillow and kept on pumping my hand up and down on my dick. Moving it up and down, making me groan in pleasure.

Moans came out of my mouth and couldn't escape from the room, but kept on flying in the air in my room. I loved to hear the sounds that screamed pleasure out of my mouth.

I kept on pumping my dick until I started feeling something build up in my stomach close to my member. I moved a little bit faster until I released and moaned louder than I could imagine. The white seed were all over my stomach and a some part of my legs. I threw my head back on the pillow again, listening to the panting who were echoing in my room.

I kept on lying in my bed, successfully smiling since I thought about Taehyung, until I heard the door locks up and openes. Shit...

I rushed out of bed and put on my boxers and pants again and ran to my chair, pretending to study. I found some papers from school who were active homework, perfect, now it looks like I'm studying.

"Hello, we are home, Jimin are you home?" My mom asked and raised her voice, I heard them leaving food and other things downstairs that they have bought from the grocery store.

"Yeah I'm home!" I replied and kept on "studying". When the door to my room opened, it was my dad.

"Hey, you're studying, are you okay? or did you actually understand how important school is?" He let out a small laugh and smiled to me. He then stood beside me watching my homework and the desk who were full of papers.

"Yeah, I felt like I needed to study" I looked up to him and smiled. He rubbed my hair and then started to walk to the door again.

"That's my son!"

"Hey stop ruining my hair!" I grabbed his hand, he just laughed as response and then left the room.

a/n
hello people who are reading this shitty book. hope you still like it, as i've said before. I'm really trying my best to make this book as good as possible, but Idk if I'm succeeding :))

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