Don't Act Bad. You're A Softy. {Yoonmin} [Book 1]

Let's Play A Game..: Chapter 8

Has he even hung out with any girls these past weeks? Months? Why won't he leave me alone..? Why does he keep kissing me.. I never gave him permission.. He doesn't own me..

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Yet.. He doesn't own you yet.. Jimin..
You own him. What you have to come, will kill you, my dear... Self?

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Every since he kissed me the first time, it's like a switch flicked. He's a lot nicer, friendlier, calmer, even smarter.

What game was he playing? And why didn't he want his friends to see this side of him..?

(A/N; I'm surprised I've written this many chapters without sexual acts.. Should I do some in next chapters? If so, let me know, I'm horrible at smut, but I could give it another try.. Tb; April Fool's smut; I tried.. I'll see if I can do better this time.. ❤)

Why does he hide Yoongi with Suga? I love Yoongi. I mean, Suga is okay too, a little bit rude, but, he could be better.

Yoongi is soft, fluffy, acts cute, smart, funny, he could easily be just like me.

Suga is rough, hard, emotionless, dumb, angry, he could hardly deal with me.

Agust D is tough, aggressive, fearless, stupid, petty, he couldn't even stand next to me.

But I love all of him. Even if most of himself doesn't love me at all..

He's like the part of me I can't get back..

He's like that hot P.E teacher you can't forget..

(A/N: Ha! Me, AF.. Shhh. It's a secret.)

He's like a tattoo. You can't remove him. If you do, it'll hurt..

He is mine. And I'll take a bet on it.

Even though he's not actually mine, I only know the real him..

As I'm rudely interrupted, out of my thoughts..

"Jimin, bathroom, me, now."

Wasn't a question or statement. More like a command and a fact.

As I'm dragged into the bathroom and into a stall.

I'm shoved against the wall of the thin stall door.

"Jimin, I don't know how long I can control myself. I'm slowly giving up on holding back.. If I did anything with you, right now, would you refuse..?"

He sounded vulnerable.

I shake my head 'no'. Not even dared to question or speak.

He leans away.

"Jimin, don't be afraid to tell me if I do something that makes you uncomfortable.."

I turn us around and push his small body where mine recently was.

(A/N: And.. Let the games begin.. c;)

"You don't control me, Yoongi. I control you. Got it?"

He gulped and shook his head 'yes'.

"Good, we have a deal."

"You can have me, Jimin. All of me.. You know that. You'll always own that.."

"I know."

I push him to the side and unlock the door, as I walk out, his gang walks in.

"Hi Jiminnie"