• JIMIN X BTS •

17 • Dominated 🍆

IT'S BEEN FOREVER

sO ENJOY A PRETTY LONG CHAPTER?

"Jiminie you're so cute!" Hoseok cooed excitedly.

"I'm not little right now Hobi." Jimin sighed. "And I'm not feeling too great."

Unfortunately for both of the two, he had woken up feeling ill. He had a horrible pain in his head, was too exhausted to even walk around and his temperature was high. This had not only negatively affected his physical state -meaning he couldn't practice that day, but also how he was mentally. Taking the day off made him feel like a failure.

The sun was now setting, and Jimin couldn't believe he had gone a whole day without doing any work. He hated it.

"But won't that make you feel better?" The elder pouted. But Jimin simply shook his head in response.

Hoseok crossed his arms, still speaking in a slightly childish tone. "I think I know what this is about."

Jimin remained silent, so he continued and perked up in realisation. "You're bummed about not being able to practice!"

But Jimin, who at this point was unable to regress, seemed to finally release his feelings. In the form of tears of course. His bottom lip wobbled and a few tears rolled down his pink cheeks that Hoseok wanted to squish. "Oh no!" He gasped. "Don't cry Jiminie!" He launched onto him with a hug, in an attempt to comfort him.

"F-failiure! Worthless!" Jimin cried out the only words that had been circulating in his mind. Without thinking, he hugged Hoseok back.

"Please don't cry Jiminie. And don't say things like that because that's not true. He said, rubbing Jimin's back soothingly.

"I'm sorry." Jimin sniffed, clutching the elder tighter than ever.

"Don't be sorry! You just feel sick, it happens to all of us."

"But when Jin was sick, h-he still practiced." Jimin felt his shame increase every second he spent thinking about how he hadn't practised.

The pair pulled away and Hoseok's voice became slightly stern. "You need to stop thinking badly about yourself."

The younger looked down, wiping his eyes with his sleeve. "I can't. I wish I could just think positive."

It pained Hoseok to see Jimin like this. All he wanted to do was help him forget, by kissing his pink, plump lips. Somehow, Hoseok's personality was different when with him.

He didn't realise that he had been staring at Jimin's lips for a while, just taking in how they looked. And of course, it triggered memories of when he sucked his dick during practice once. In fact, he thought about how he wouldn't mind that to happen again...

He decided to just go for it, and leaned in to kiss him. And no surprise, Jimin went along with it and even started to enjoy it. Hoseok loved the feeling of those thick lips he adored, and so gently moved his tongue forward to insert into Jimin's mouth.

It got heated quickly, as Hoseok's lips moved down to Jimin's jaw, then his neck - searching for a spot that felt good. He stopped moving his lips when Jimin's breathing hitched, and sucked on that one spot. He knew he was doing it correctly, because Jimin's grip around his torso tightened.

"Hoseok-"

"Shh. Trust me." He removed his lips so he could whisper, before lifting his shirt. Jimin lifted off his own one, so Hoseok's lips could reattach to his skin; this time on his collarbone.

Once the elder had left some marks around his neck and collarbone area, his lips continued to trail down Jimin's toned torso. But when he hit the waistband of his sweatpants, he stopped and locked eyes with Jimin. Before going to remove them, he gently palmed him through his clothes to feel him harden. "Ah- hobi..."