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Jimin sat on the sofa, watching the movie intently while waiting for the elder male to reenter the room. Yoongi and he had decided to order take out for dinner, and after receiving Jimin's order, Mr. Min had stepped into the hallway to call the restaurant. Eventually, Yoongi returned, shoving his phone into his pocket before sitting down on the opposite side of the couch.

"They said it should take about fifteen minutes to arrive," Mr. Min announced, turning his attention towards the television.

"Okay," Jimin responded sheepishly, still slightly embarrassed from his previous punishment. He shifted in his seat when he felt Yoongi glance toward him.

"What's wrong," the business man questioned, scooting closer to the boy" Are you scared of me? Because you shouldn't be. I would never intentionally do anything to hurt you," he continued, rubbing small circles on the other's thigh.

"I-I know," the teen stuttered, becoming more nervous with each touch," It's nothing." By this point, Jimin's face was completely flushed. He wished the elder would remove his hand, but at the same time, he wanted it to stay there forever.

He was in this internal debate when Yoongi spoke up again. "You can't say it's nothing. Something is clearly bothering you," the male stated, genuine concern on his face.

"I'm just kind of embarrassed about earlier," the younger mumbled, playing with his fingers. Jimin knew he was most likely overreacting and that the elder probably thought he was being ridiculous, but he still could not help feeling shy. He had never been put in time out before, especially not by a man who was only seven years older than him. The whole situation was utterly humiliating to boy.

Unsure of how to comfort the younger, Mr. Min awkwardly slung his arm over the other's shoulder, pulling him into a side hug. This action not only caused Jimin's face to become a darker shade of red, but Yoongi also begins to feel his cheeks heat up. "You shouldn't be embarrassed about earlier," the elder states, still hesitant of what to say.

"I know, I just can't help it," Jimin sighed, leaning slightly into the other's touch.

"Well, maybe next time you decide to act out, you'll remember this feeling and behave," explained Mr. Min, patting his shoulder before standing up, causing Jimin to whine at the absence of heat. "I'm going to get something to drink, would you like anything?" the elder offered.

"Grape juice, please."

"I don't think grape juice is the best choice with white carpet," Yoongi informed. Although Jimin wanted to argue and explain, once again, that he is not a child and is perfectly capable of handling a glass of juice, he decided against it, remembering how long it took to remove the spaghetti sauce he spilt on the carpet a few weeks ago. Instead, he asked for a glass of apple juice, which Yoongi agreed to.

Once the older left, Jimin transfixed his attention towards the movie still playing, until the sound of the doorbell rang throughout the house. "I'll get it," he yelled, standing up before scurrying towards the front of the house. Swinging open the door, he was met with a male who looked to be in his early twenties with a bag of food in his hand.

"Hello, Cutie," the man smirked, looking the boy up and down.

"Hello to you too," Jimin giggled, his cheeks turning a light pink. Reaching over to the table beside the door, he grabbed his wallet and pulls out several bills. "How much is it?" he asked, counting out the money.

"Someone as beautiful as you shouldn't have to pay. This one's on me," the delivery man winked, sending a giddy feeling throughout Jimin's body.

"I can't just let you pay for it. It's not right," Jimin insisted, holding the estimated amount out towards the man only to have it pushed away.

"I have a way you could pay me," the man stated, causing a confused look to appear on Jimin's face," Let me take you out on a date next Friday." Just as the boy was about to respond, Yoongi steps into the foyer, a look of anger plastered on his face.

"That won't be necessary," the CEO announced, handing the man money from his own wallet and taking the food into his own hand. "Good bye now," he smiled sarcastically, before shutting the door, leaving the delivery man standing there dumfound.

"Why'd you do that? He seemed nice," Jimin pouted, crossing his arms over his chest.

"He's was just going to use you, then throw you away," the elder explained, already walking into the kitchen.

"And how do you know that?" the boy asked following closely behind the elder.

"I know how boys his age function. You deserve someone  who can take care of you and provide the finer things in life, but all guys like that want is sex," Yoongi begins before having a hand placed over his mouth.

"My mom says you aren't supposed to talk about that," Jimin whispered before removing his hand.

"What? Sex?" the older asked, causing a panicked look to wash over the younger's face.

"Yes, mommy says it's naughty and is only acceptable after marriage," Jimin explained.

"Oh," Yoongi nodded," I'm sorry if I made you feel uncomfortable."

"It's fine, but I do think you deserve a time out," Jimin stated, looking up at the elder through thick eyelashes. The business man just chucklec to himself before proceeding to remove plates from the cabinet. "I'm being serious. I had to go to time out when I was bad. Now, you have to go to time out because you were bad," Jimin explained, a stern look on his face.

"But I gave you several warnings. You didn't give me any warnings," Yoongi pointed out, setting the plates beside the drinks he had previously poured. This statement caused Jimin to think for a moment. Finally, he came to the conclusion that Mr. Min was unaware that 'you know what' was bad and therefore should not be punished.

"I guess you're right," Jimin sighed, sitting down at the dinning room table.

"I always am," Yoongi smirked, placing himself across from the younger before removing the still steaming food from the take out bag.

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