Don't ~ Yoonmin

08

!IMPORTANT A/N AT THE END OF THE CHAPTER!

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"Taehyung I swear I almost jumped him right then and there." Jimin ranted on, walking around the livingroom. "You should've seen the way he looked at me."

"If he looked at you like that then why did you not do anything? It's obvious he wants to do that too." His friend spoke, staring at the blonde who was slowly losing his mind.

"Yeah but what if he gets uncomfortable? I mean I feel like once I start, I won't stop until we're too tired to go on if you know what I mean."

Taehyung raised his eyebrows. "Are you seriously that horny?"

Jimin sat down on the couch with a loud huff.

"It's not about just being horny, you idiot. I need him."

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"Buzz me in, will you?" Jimin spoke into the phone as soon as he heard Yoongi answer.

"What are you doing here?" The older asked, obviously confused since they had not made any plans for today, even though it was his day off.

The door to the apartment building unlocked and Jimin walked in, a smile forming on his lips. "I was craving some ramen and I thought that maybe you were craving some too."

Yoongi nodded, even though Jimin couldn't see him. "Always."

They ended the call and he unlocked the door for the blonde already before quickly pulling on some joggers since he wasn't wearing anything else but a t-shirt before Jimin came.

"I'm here." Jimin announced after a while with the sound of the door closing after him.

He kicked his shoes off and rushed into the kitchen, greeting Yoongi with a quick peck on the cheek which suprised the older a little but he didn't mind it.

"I think the water is boiling already." Yoongi pointed at the steaming hot pan with his finger.

"Oh it did, good. I'm hungry."

Yoongi noticed immediately how today Jimin's blonde bangs weren't covering his forehead, apart from a small strand of hair that rebelled from the rest that was beautifully parted to the sides. The small change in his look made Yoongi's knees feel weak. Now he understood what it was like to "feel attacked" as the comments on every good looking boy's pictures always said.

"You look hot today." He blurted out, not even thinking about his words before speaking.

Jimin stopped pouring the water in the middle of everything and turned around, raising his eyebrows at the older. "What? Could you repeat that?"

"You heard me." Yoongi rolled his eyes, already embarrassed of his bluntness.

"Come here." Jimin ordered, quickly placing down everything he was holding.

Yoongi obeyed immediately and stepped closer to the blonde.

Jimin grabbed him by his waist and pulled him even closer, so close in fact that their bodies were now completely flushed against eachother.

The feeling of Jimin's warm, quite muscular body against Yoongi was enough to make him feel dizzy.

He couldn't help himself and reached up, swiping the small strand of hair hanging down on Jimin's forehead to the side. "You look hot."

Jimin felt his stomach do a turn and he was sure Yoongi somehow knew it did as the older now had a little more confident face on.

"I like your hair like this, it kind of takes away all of the innocence." He spoke, running his finger's trough the blonde curls.

Jimin was speechless. He just stared at Yoongi and let him slowly slide his hand down the back of Jimin's neck and around to his slightly exposed collarbone.

"Fuck." Yoongi breathed out, seriously about to lose control over his own body.

He was now sure Jimin had put a spell on him the first time they ever met. He just couldn't help himself and before either one of them could say anything more, Yoongi's pressed his lips against Jimin's plumb ones a little more aggressively than he was meaning to.

The younger didn't mind it at all.

The two of them were pressing themselves against eachother harder and harder, like there was a some kind of magnet attached to both of their hips.

Yoongi was suprised when suddenly Jimin took a chance, spinning them around and pressing Yoongi's body against the kitchen counter. The more suprising thing was that the dark haired boy didn't mind. He always thought he'd like to be the one, you know, "leading" but letting Jimin completely dominate him was actually a bliss.

The younger detached their lips and started his little journey down to Yoongi's neck, kissing every little inch of skin he could on his way down.

A soft moan escaped Yoongi's throat without any warning and Jimin bit into Yoongi's skin at that. At the same time the older leaned his hand against the counter for some support, which was a mistake since he soon found himself yelping in pain.

"Shit, did I hurt you?" Jimin asked, worried that he had bitten Yoongi a little too hard.

"No, no. What you did was fucking amazing." Yoongi breathed heavily.

He raised his hand up, showing the already reddened skin. "I stuck my hand in the ramen bowl."

Jimin pursed his lips together as he stared at the older's hand for a moment before bursting out laughing.

"Not funny." Yoongi mumbled, but in reality he was holding back his own laughter.

"Let's put it under cold water, babe."

Yoongi's heart jumped and his stomach flipped at the little pet name, but now wasn't the right time to get excited.

Jimin held Yoongi by his wrist and placed it under the tab before turning it on as cold as it went.

The injured one stared at him in a dreamy daze as he examined his burnt hand.

"Does it hurt a lot?" Jimin asked.

"No." Yoongi shook his head slowly.

His eyes were locked on Jimin's lips again. They looked so beautiful, all swollen and red from the rough kiss they had shared.

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah."

Jimin turned his gaze on Yoongi and pouted. "Well I guess you won't be needing me to take care of you for tonight."

"It hurts a lot." Yoongi suddenly whined.

"I knew it."

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Sooo, I was wondering if maybe... you'd want a little smut in this story????

I'm a little sceptical because well it would be my first attempt on writing some but in my previous Yoonmin ff, every time there was even a small indication of them going further, people were thirsty for details. Tbh that's what I'm like too... (let's not tell anyone)

So I leave it to you, tell me. Smut or nah? (if I end up with smut, just know the whole book won't get swallowed by it)