T W I N K | | yoonmin {COMPLETED}

//FIFTEEN\\

Sex (v)
Sex is like math: You add the bed, subtract the clothes, divide the legs, and pray you don't multiply.

-Urban Dictionary

J I M I N

The drive home was quiet. All that could be heard was the minimal road noise and the quiet English songs playing in the background; it was the same person he was listening to when we first met.

When we got to his house, he asks if I need help walking in and I stubbornly said back, "I didn't get that drunk. I can still walk, Yoongi-hyung."

Let's just say that only ended in a smile on his face and me stumbling up the stairs in front of him.

"Where are your sleep clothes?"

"I'm wearing them."

"No, you're wearing my clothes."

"I'm wearing underwear, aren't I?"

"I should hope so."

"Then yes, I am wearing my sleep clothes." I say, pulling the shirt off my head and slipping the shoes off. I throw the shirt somewhere in the room before unbuttoning my pants when Yoongi covers his face with his hands.

Man, those are some big hands. You know what that-

"At least wait until I get out of the room. Or warn me next time."

"I thought we had been over this? I'm gay, you aren't. There is no problem with me stripping." I say, continuing to slip the pants off.

"Alright sure, whatever. Just fucking tell me before you strip, okay?" He says before I Naruto run to the bed, laying flat on my back across his bed.

"Oh my God, Jimin. I just told you to fucking warn me!" Yoongi whisper-yells.

"What? I'm fully covered."

"You're drunk is what you are. I'm going to change. Be under the covers when I get back." He says with a sigh as he walks away.

Y O O N G I

I come back in the room and nothing has changed except his position. Now, he is curled up in a ball with his head on the pillow.

At least I don't have to move him.

I walk over to the bed and pull the covers out from under sleeping beauty. I lay down, comfortably facing Jimin, and pull the covers over the two of us.

J I M I N

What happened?

That's all I could think. I had a headache and couldn't quite remember the ten minutes before falling asleep. All I remember is stumbling up the stairs.

"Yoongi." I say, trying to wake him up. Don't ask me why, my brain did it before I could think about it.

Yoongi moved his head a little, but was still sound asleep.

"Yoongi." I say, putting my hand on his shoulder and his body shoots up before I can even shake him awake.

"Oh, it's just you." He says, letting out a breath and laying back down once he sees me.

"What was that about?"

"Stuff. I don't want to talk about it. Did you need anything?"

"No, I just wanted to talk about last night. I don't remember what happened after we come up the stairs."

"Oh, uh, well, you stripped-"

"Please tell me I did not have sex with you."

"No, no sex here. But you stripped to your underwear and Naruto ran to the bed before passing out."

"So, you've practically seen my dick?"

"I did not look, the second you took your shirt off, I turned away."

"Well, did you at least see my upper body?"

"Yeah, I guess."

"Did you like it?"

"What the hell? What kind of question is that?"

"The kind that needs an answer! Did you like my upper body, or not?"

"Your upper body is nice, I guess."

"You guess?"

"Yes, I guess. I'm not answering that question full heartedly because that wou-"

"That would what?" I whisper.

"That would give too much away." He says as he stands to go to the bathroom. That's when I notice that he too, is in his underwear.

Totally not weird at all.

Wait, give too much of what away?

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