Bite me if you can || Yoonmin

Chapter 21

A/N ~ Sorry for the hiatus guys, I work two jobs as well as other activities I'm struggling to keep up with this. So my update will range between 1 upload every 2-5 days, please understand. SARANGHAE!

Yoongi P.O.V
I wonder if he smelt it too.

If when his plump lips trailed across my jaw and to my neck he could smell sweets, if his body burned at the sensation.

The heated moment as his small hands tugged agaisnt my hair while a body danced around the room came to a small stop as his legs pressed agaisnt the rim of the bed; his body relaxing while a soft smile played on his lips.

Landing ontop of his small frame wasnt something that worried me anymore, believe it or not i use to have a niggling feeling in the back of my head, he was small, I didn't want to kill him. But this being our third time at; well whatever this was, the thought didn't even cross my mind.

So there we were, an odd silence filling the room, soft pants accompanying it. It was relaxing and intense yet I couldnt find any words or actions to break it; I didn't really want to.

His breath mingled with mine filling the air around us with a sweet smell, his deep chocolate eyes glistened with an odd deep red color every now and then and I could swear his teeth seemed whiter than usual. But in the moment I brushed it off as nothing more than a sexual desire that filled us both.

"Y-yoongi... I-is something o-on m-my face"

I couldnt help but smile, my heart sinking a little at his small stutters and quiet words. My hand subconsciously going to his face, my thumb running across the smooth skin of his cheeks, while my eyes scanned across every inch of his face.

It was a weird tingling feeling that turned in my stomach as I slowly shook my head in response to his question, but it was the smile and the way his eyes disappeared that had my body doing flips.

My eyes began to close as the warmth of his face ran down my fingers and hand, his small soft hands brushing agaisnt my boney ones.

This feeling was one Id never felt before, yes I knew I could be protective, i knew I could be jealous too, it was in my nature to keep what was mine but to not want to harm someone, to not want to let a single scratch etch on to someones body was beyond who I was.

Suddenly my whole sexual desire had vanished, the slow rising and falling of his chest calming me so much I didn't even want to move. For a few seconds, while everything was quiet, I felt normal.

Some part of me realised what i was doing, my eyes opening and my hand retracting as I shuffled a little on top of him, that all being said I still couldnt bring myself to move or speak, his eyes staring straight at me had me frozen to the spot.

As if he read my mind or our bodies were in synch, we both moved away. His small frame scrambling towards the top of his bed while he pulled the covers around his legs.

I found myself standing there awkwardly, my mind feeling hazzy while I contemplated my two options. option one, get into bed with him, option two, walk out the door, push this annoying feeling in the pit of my stomach out the window and never look back.

But it was hard.

And it wasnt like he was making it any easier for me. I watched with wide eyes as his small hands clinged to the fabric of his top, pulling it up and over his head, leaving the pale skin of his chest exposed.

Do you ever feel like your watching yourself from above? Like you aren't real and what youre seeing is like some sort of illusion? This is how I felt now. Like some weird birds eye view of my life. Me awkwardly stood in the middle of my neighbours bedroom, my heart beating uncontrollably fast, a visible Bobbing of my Adam's apples and my eyes darting back and forth his bed and the bedroom door.

But for a second, a split second, while the small soft looking boy infront of me stared back at me wide eyes, my heart felt like it erupted, like it was set on fire or even stabbed. It could of been that painfully soft smile that made its way to his lips or even the words 'I understand if you don't want to, I'm a toy', either way at that point my body moved and I just accepted.

His small hands wrapped around my waist as I shuffled myself back down the bed. His head resting inside the crock of my neck while his body heat spiked from hot and cold.

The bed was softer than I remember, then again, last time I didn't really spend that much time on it or paid attention to it. Maybe now because id let my mind wonder, let myself really think about the situation and what was happening I was noticing more than I usually would.

Jimin turned in his sleep, my  body moved with him, placing his head into my chest and making sure he was comfortable. His soft mumbles made a small smile fall onto my lips, my arms wrapping around his body even tighter.

I don't know when I found myself not being able to fall asleep, staring wide eyes at the ceiling while jimins body slept soundly next to me.

Many things ran through my head, my body going into over drive while I worked out every reason as to why these stupid feels I felt for him were even there, why I felt protective and jealous; yet not a single idea came to mind.

All I knew right now was that my heart was beating stupidly fast, I felt warm all over and I didn't want to move; not one bit.

I know this is a little shit and Ive not updated it forever (I'm so sorry) but i just had no motivation and was so busy i slot track of time and ran out of ideas. So i hope this is ok.