the genie «yoonmin»

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[warning: light nsfw]

"Agh! Master! Mmh! Ahh!"

"That's right, keep moaning for me, Aemin."

Jimin shivered as he heard everything through the doors. They looked so heavy yet blocked none of the noise. Jimin was standing straight, his back on the wall and his empty eyes concentrated on his own feet. He was not going to show weakness; he was not going to please Yoongi.

Jackson and Changkyun who were also by the door looked with sympathy at him. They knew the best what it was like to listen to someone else's moans for such a long time.

Another high pitched moan was heard and Jimin's shoulders stiffened at it. Soon enough, however, he was unable to take it anymore. His legs went weak and he felt himself sliding down the wall and soon sitting in the ground hugging his knees. Tears falling down and him trying to suppress all the screams he felt the need to release.

Remember when I said genies were not created for love? Well, there is a simple reason behind all of it. Genies, to begin with, are really lonely creatures desiring any human contact possible. So them attaching to others is not hard but it also is not the kind of feelings they easily forget. They carry them all the way through their genie life which is actually the eternity itself.

Jimin's last master, Yoongi's great-great-great grandpa was the only other human he knew that had requested from Jimin to be his "slave". However, Yoseop was nice and considered him a friend. Jimin still considered him as one, as someone he will never see again but still as someone who had a great influence on his genie life.

Anyways, what I was trying to say was that despite the short time he knew Yoongi, despite Yoongi's mood swings and despite what he had done to him... Jimin had grown fond of the sultan. Maybe it was not the love Yoongi secretly felt but it was fairly close to it, way too close if you ask me.

"Hey, are you okay!?" Changkyun knelt in front of Jimin, completely forgetting his responsibilities.

"Isn't he crying!?" Jackson left his guard as well. "Come on, kid! You can handle that much... We do it pretty often." Jackson joked but all he received were Jimin's harder silent cries.

"Just a few moans, come on!" Changkyun gently rubbed Jimin's back and despite his unsuccessful try, he did not plan on giving up. "Look! No, um... Hear! They've stopped! The ugly sounds are all gone, right!? All nice and silent!"

For a second after Changkyun's words Jimin stopped crying and listened only to realize he was right. All the moans and groans have quieted down and were now all gone, leaving Jimin's sobs the only sound in the hall.

"Aw! Don't cry! It stopped, didn't it!?" Jackson asked confused as to why the boy was going on crying.

As they were talking a knock was heard on the door, signaling the two guards that they had to open the door. So as much as they hated leaving Jimin on the floor crying, they had to do their work so they unwillingly stood up and opened the wooden doors.

Jackson and Changkyun were left unfazed by the sight that left contrary to Jimin. The beautiful lady from earlier left the room, her dress all scruffy, her hair sticking to all sides and her lips swollen and bruised. Aemin tried to go down the hall as fast as possible and as soon as she was no longer in sight another figure exited the room.

Yoongi stopped in his tracks right in front of Jimin, staring down at his pitiful self. Yoongi was shirtless, his only clothing being his loose trousers. Yoongi bid his lip halfway regretting his decision but still not backing off his words.

"I told you you will be sorry, Jimin." Yoongi crouched in front of Jimin who was now looking him in the eyes. Yoongi's hand reached and gently caressed Jimin's hair. "You better listen to me next time and not talk back because I can do even worse things, you know."

Despite his tears, Jimin nodded and sobbed even harder.

"I-I pro-promise," Jimin said in a hurry and want to make up with Yoongi even if he had hurt him so much for the past three days they knew one another. Loneliness and years of isolation made the genie too dependent on his masters.

"Good boy." Yoongi smiled earnestly and opened his hands waiting for a hug by the blond, something he received immediately.

Yoongi kissed Jimin's forehead gently and picked him up, entering his room again but this time with the boy in his arms. Now things were going to be fine or at least he hoped so.

Jackson and Changkyun unwillingly closed the doors and sighed as heavy as they never had.

"Is Jimin going to be fine, hyung?" Changkyun questioned looking right in front of him, his gaze not wavering at all.

"I hope so... I should ask Mark, he has to know something!" Jackson nodded to himself and Changkyun silently agreed by a few nods.

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I'm conflicted whether I should or shouldn't write another smut so soon~ Opinions? 👀💕