compulsion »minjoon ; completed«

fifteen

"So what's your idea for the theme?" Namjoon asked, glancing at Jimin curiously as he went through his backpack of photography things.

"Why don't I show you instead?"

The slight smirk on Jimin's dull lips excited, yet also frightened, Namjoon, but he nodded and followed him into the bedroom.

"What do you think?" Jimin inquired, an eager smile on his face.

He watched as Namjoon's eyes scanned over the items displayed on the younger's bed.

From a blindfold, to chokers, to restraints.
There was a variety of things sat atop the comforter.

"This is... interesting."

"You're weirded out, aren't you?" Jimin frowned at Namjoon's hesitance and expression. His heart sunk and he resembled a kicked puppy, his eyes clouded with tears.

"No, no, baby," Namjoon instantly spoke, pulling the boy to his chest. "I'm not weirded out. I just didn't expect it. I love the idea."

"Y-you do?" Jimin looked up at the taller boy.

Namjoon nodded, a smirk crawling onto his lips. He put his hands on Jimin's waist.

"So let's get started!"

"Only on one condition."

"Hm?"

The elder's lips brushed against Jimin's earlobe as he spoke, "You let me fuck you afterwards."

authors note:
sorry about the short chapter, hopefully the next few chapters will make up for that!