No Kiss Allowed | Jikook | Yoonmin |

Chapter 11

"What's wrong?" Jungkook asked, holding his boyfriend in his arms. "You look distracted."

"Nothing" he tried to lie but five pairs of eyes were staring at him. "Just my roommate. Last night he got out for a drink and never came back."

Jimin was worried. Usually that would make him even cuter, but now it doesn't suited him. This acting was unusual in his current surrounding and the boys couldn't perceive him like that.

"Don't worry. He will be fine," Seokjin said with a cute smile, placing his hand over the boy's shoulder.

And he was fine. Oh, Yoongi was perfectly  fine a few hours later, pinning Jungkook against the stone fence, where the boys were supposed to meet after classes.

Jimin was earlier there and the sight broke him in a way he didn't think it was possible.

Jungkook was facing the wall, palms between the cold surface and his hot chest. His clothed crotch cupped in a hard grip. Yoongi's chest pressing against the boy's back, his visible hardness rubbing the ass and his lips sucking purple spots on the other's neck.

"S-stop" Kook was fighting. He really was trying to escape, but the pleasure was stronger than him and his words left his mouth more like moans.

"You know how much I hate it when you disobey me" Yoongi groaned, smacking his ass. "You need to be punished."

"Please, s-stop" the younger yelped. His mind was against the idea, but his hips bucked back, searching more friction.

"Do you want me to fuck you here? Where anyone can see the cockslut you are" Yoongi was already unbuckling his belt.

Panic took over the boy and he started fighting even more furious. Just then he turned his face toward Jimin and stopped in surprise.

"Ji-min?" the younger choked on his yelps.

"What?" Yoongi turned his head to the way Jungkook was looking, facing a sigh he never imagined.

His roommate, Jimin, was looking at them with mix of emotions. Shook, hurt, anger and something else that Yoongi saw as arousal.

But this Jimin was different from the boy he was living with. His beautiful legs were wrapped by black leather pants. His torso covered with black T-shirt, slightly showing the curves of his body and part of his collarbone. Dark blue leather jacket, choker around his neck and a completely different hairstyle, showing his forehead.

Yoongi licked his lips and let the younger boy free,  moving a few steps back.

The other night he wanted to tease him. To see how much he could take before making a yelping mess out of this innocent and fragile kid. And after that to hold him in his hands, sharing the excitement of their action.

But now he wanted to brake him apart, to take him hard and raw, fucking this hot God appearance out of him. To abuse him senseless until nothing's left from this new Jimin.

"Hyung, I'm sorry" Jungkook buried his face in the crook of the pink haired boy's neck and a few hiccups escaped his mouth.

That was the first time Jungkook was like that. Sobbing, needing affection, weak and fragile. And Jimin hated it, to see him like that, but it made him stronger. He wanted to stop being a coward and protect someone just for once.

"Hyung, tell me that my eyes are lying me. Tell me that you're on some kind of drugs" Jimin almost begged. Still, he looked strong, holding Kookie in his arms, protecting him. But the older could see, even from so far, how hard he was fighting his tears. Jimin would never cry in public or show a weak emotion. Never.

"Jiminnieh..." Yoongi said with a broken voice. He wanted to say he was sorry, but he wasn't. This was a part of him that the younger would have eventually meet. He jusy hated that it was sooner than he wanted.

"That's not the Yoongi I know."

The two boys were staring at each other and Jungkook was looking with interest the conversation they were holding with their eyes.

"I can say the same about you, Minnie."

The older was the only one who called him like that and honestly, Jimin loved it. But this time, he didn't know why, but the nickname send a painful feeling straight to his heart.

"See ya later" the black haired boy didn't wait for response. He turned his back and disappeared in the nearby crowd of people.

How can be so stupid? Jimin and the rest are in one university. Of course Jungkook would fall for him. No matter how he looked and acted, Jimin was a total bottom. And Kook always wanted to top. Except his one week relationship with Seokjin(where actually the things were a bit more complicated than that), the younger was the one receiving the cock. And of course, when Yoongi finally has a free time after four long months of hard work, his favorite toy would be someone else's.

On top of that Jimin appeared in his life not long ago. The sweet, caring and innocent Jimin. The fluff needy ball between his hands. And of course he has to have that secret sexy side of him. Looking so hot with eyes that begged for him to be fucked so hard and good with older's name resting on his lips. That would be amazing. And after that, he only thing he wanted was this cute little boy curled against his chest, sleeping well for the rest of the night.

He wanted not only to fuck him, no matter what he thought earlier, he wanted to love him. Deep and passionate.

Oh, Min Yoongi, you're so fucked up.

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A/N:

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