Thin walls...
If you asked Yoongi what living with Jimin was like he would say thin walls.
Sharing an apartment with your best friend sounds like a great idea until you actually move in together and realize how much the other annoys you. Leaving messes everywhere ruins most friendships, among other things, like a game of Monopoly or Uno.
Jimin had many annoying qualities but being loud was one of the worst in Yoongi's opinion. Having to hear Jimin playing video games until the early hours of the morning and blasting music through the the whole apartment was driving Yoongi insane. He had asked him countless times to stop yelling or to simply turn his music down, but Jimin just doesn't seem to listen.
It was starting to get too much for Yoongi he was losing his patience and one more noise from the younger's room would push him over the edge. That's when he heard a small wimper coming through the walls and fly into Yoongi's ears. It was so faint Yoongi had thought he was just hearing things, until it happened again.
This time it was much louder and less of wimper, more of a muffled groan. Then it happened again, once again louder than the last. Yoongi was about to storm off into Jimin's room to scold him for being loud until he understood the concept of the situation. He now had realized that the sounds flowing out of the other room were not ones of the innocent variety.
Yoongi decided to wait it out, but the groans only got louder and louder. It's hard to ignore such a sinful noise. By this point, Jimin was full on moaning and each one was going straight to Yoongi's dick. He was now growing painfully hard by the second, he couldn't help but to palm himself through his pajama pants.
The whole situation unrolling in front of Yoongi was too much for him to handle. He was in fact gay, which Jimin did not know about, and he could tell you that Jimin was one fine piece of ass. Even if he didn't want to admit it, he had thought of Jimin in some pretty nasty ways before.
He had come up with lots of various situations that always led to the two them fucking in some elaborate way. But Yoongi had opted to saving all of those thoughts for his wank bank, and supress them deep down so Jimin could never know. But with jimjn doing whatever he was doing in the other room, it was hard for Yoongi to clear any of the dirty thoughts that found their way to his mind.
Right now the only thing he could think of is how Jimin is touching himself right now and how that could be him. How he could make the younger boy feel so good, and how he could please him better than whatever he was doing to himself. Cocky, he knows but this is his fantasy and he could make what he wants of it.
Before Yoongi knew it he had his hand slipping down the waistband of his pants and past his boxers. He had a firm grip on his dick and soon started to jack off to Jimin's erraticated moans.
He could only image how Jimin looks right now, was he doing the same as him with a hand around his cock? Or was he into something more adventurous like toying with his own puckered out hole? Yoongi could only image, and with his mind, there is no telling where it could go.
Yoongi's pace in his wrist quickened about the same time Jimin's moans became louder than ever before and Yoongi knew they were both close. Jimin's moans could not be ceased they just kept coming at what Yoongi assumed was him reaching his high. Then out of no where he heard Jimin scream out his name, which only brought Yoongi over the edge as he sprayed his white fluid all over himself.
All he could image now was Jimin with a hand covering his mouth in realisation of what he has just said, and the thought of that sent a smirk onto Yoongi's face. Maybe Jimin being loud as fuck wasn't such a bad thing after all.
Part 2??
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