«You are such a perv, Hobi!» Jimin sang out, hiding his face behind his palms: it hadn't taken long for those two to empathize, thanks also to the rapper's utterly talkative character.
«Fun enough, among the two of us – he pointed at himself first and at Suga then – I'm not even the most pervert.».
«Ah, stop it! – Yoongi yelped – I didn't allow you to give away my life.».
«Fine, fine. I'm sorry.» J-Hope raised both hands, chuckling.
«No, please, tell me more! We've known each other for over a month and I still don't know anything about him.» Jimin complained -a bit too enthusiastically, though, probably due to the 3 beers he had already emptied.
«Oh, he is so shy isn't he?» Hope cooed, poking his friend's cheek.
«If I didn't know you, I'd think you were trying to seduce me.» Yoongi pointed out, raising an eyebrow towards his friend -finally the red-haired rapper had begun to soften, too.
«Sorry hyung, but you're not my type.».
«Let me guess. Too smart for you?» Suga mocked, and Hobi playfully punched his shoulder.
«Shut up Mr Daddy kink. At least I don't fuck my dates to tears!».
«Well, at least I don't ... ».
But Jimin was no longer listening, his mind stuck on those two words.
"Daddy kink".
He shivered, taking a sip from his beer, for his mouth had gone completely dry.
«Jimin?».
Yoongi's voice took him back to reality, erasing before his eyes a scene so hot that had made his cock twitch between his legs.
«Uh, sorry. What did you say?».
«I was going to order something ... stronger. – Suga continued, tilting his head to the side and towards the empty bottle in the kid's hand – Hobi is driving, so it's just the two of us.».
Jimin nodded despite feeling already dizzy.
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«You mean you know Rap Monster?!» J-Hope asked enthusiastically, causing Jimin to chuckle; he nodded, sipping his drink, and the alcohol burnt his throat and made his eyes water -God, he shouldn't have accepted: is inhibitions had been washed away by the tequila sunrise in his hands, leaving him as the giggling mess he used to become every time he would get drunk.
«Since his pre-debut, actually. – he stated proudly, stretching on the chair – He came to me asking for some dance lessons.».
«What? Why would he?» Hobi was a bit perplexed.
«Because he's amazing, that's why.».
Jimin glanced up at Yoongi and the rapper blushed vividly, looking away.
«Are you?» J-Hope insisted.
The kid grinned in response and before he could actually realise what was happening he found himself on the dance floor, his limbs keeping up with the music the deejay was mixing not far away.
Yoongi couldn't help but stare at him, speechless.
God, that kid would be the death of him.
He bit his own lips, wondering how would it feel to bite Jimin's, and he moaned unconsciously.
«Like what you see, Yoongie? – J-Hope chuckled, whispering to his ear – I think now I get why you're helping him.».
«What am I going to do, Hobi? He's fucking beautiful and I am scared as hell that I might hurt him even just by staring at him for too long.» Suga cried, letting go of all the thoughts he had been keeping for himself for weeks now.
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Crazy about you [COMPLETE]
Fanfiction~ A Yoonmin fanfiction. It's 2012 when Jimin is attending the last year at the most demanding Academy in London. Courses are hard, and in addition, his music teacher (slash) school director seems to have the kid's name written down on his "black lis...