~ lies we tell ourselves ~ // p. jm & m. yg {DISCONTINUED}

Chapter 9

I stepped into the kitchen, where Yoongi and Jin were sitting at the table eating breakfast. My stomach churned at the thought of eating.

"Jimin!" Jin called from the other side of the room. Yoongi looked up and locked eyes with me, grinning. I smiled sheepishly as my face blushed pink, looking at the ground.

"Morning hyungs." They both waved and greeted me back in unison. I poured myself a glass of water and leant against the counter, as Yoongi walked up to put his now-empty bowl in the sink. He stroked my hair before walking out of the room and to the shower.

"Don't just stand there, come sit down." I obeyed and sat down on the stool next to Seokjin. I winced in pain as my ass touched the hard wood, the weight of my fat body making it even worse. I leant my head on the table to take some of the pressure off, as Jin rubbed my back sympathetically.

"I know the pain." I stared up at him, confused. He chuckled slightly in response.
"You really thought I wouldn't notice? I saw you two asleep in Yoongi's bed this morning. Naked." I whined out, my face flushing deep red as I rested it in my hands. Jin laughed again, rubbing my head lovingly.
"And besides, no one winces when they sit down unless they've been up to some shit the night before."

"Hyung how do you deal with this pain all the time?!" I rested my head on his shoulder as he squished my cheek between his fingers.

"You get used to it after a while. The first time is always the worst, you'll be fine tomorrow. Well I mean, unless he was REALLY rough. Y'know that thing people say before they have sex like "I'm gonna fuck you so hard you won't be able to walk for a week"?" I nodded meekly, slightly scared.
"Yeah that's not just a saying."

"HYUNG WHY." Jin sat laughing, recounting him and Namjoon's exotic sexual anecdotes while I ran away from him with my fingers in my ears, desperately yelling "LA LA LA LA LA" as loud as I could in an attempt to block it out.

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Practice finally ended for the day and everyone was packing up their stuff to head back to the dorm. As I was about to walk towards the exit, Yoongi stopped me and pulled me aside.

"What is it hyung?" I asked, curious.

"Come talk to me in my studio for a second, I just wanna ask you something."

SIDE NOTE: I know that his studio is probably closer to their dorm instead of in the main building but it's for convenience so shut up

I stayed silent for a second, confused as to what it could be, but agreed. We walked down the long corridors until we reached Genius Lab. Yoongi entered the passcode and the door clicked open. He walked inside and pulled me in with him. He very rarely lets anyone in his studio, hence the keypad, so whatever he had to say must be important.

"What did you want to ask hyung?" I said as I sat down on the sofa, placing my bag gently on the floor beside me.

He cleared his throat and began to speak. "Uh, I just wanted to ask you about last night. I know that you said yes and that you were fine with it, but I just wanted to check cause I can't help but feel like I sort of pressured you into it I mean I know you said you were totally fine and you wanted to but I just wanted to make sure-." I cut him off by pulling him towards me and attacking his lips with mine. My hands slid around the back of his neck as his arms latched onto my waist and pulled me closer. We melted into the kiss, it wasn't hungry or desperate, just passionate and sweet.

I pulled away and swept a stray strand of black hair out of his face. "Yoongi, I love you. If I didn't love you more than anything else then I never would have said yes. I know you're just being careful, but I trust you with all of me, including my body." I gave him a gentle kiss on his pale forehead. "I'm yours. And I always will be."