Mute || yoonmin

12 {M}

Jimin blinked once. Twice. Three times before his brain completely registered what had tumbled out of Yoongi's mouth.

His cheeks grew red with warmth as he became flustered, staring at Yoongi in shock. He had no words to speak but in his mind the words were rolling around and going beserk as his heart started to beat faster. He was sure Yoongi could hear it from the awkward silence between lingering them both.

Yoongi stared at Jimin, his eyes watching the younger as he seemed to be thinking deeply about it. The silence to Yoongi was so awkward it was killing off the vibe - and his boner.

He let out a sigh before leaning his head back. "Forget it." He mumbled, snapping Jimin out of his daze. "Forget I mentioned it. Get off."

Jimin was deeply caught between wanting to run away and hide in embarassement forever or actually having his first oral 'experience' with the cold, horny looking emo boy he was straddling.

Jimin bit down on his bottom lip as he gripped onto the bottom of Yoongi's hoodie and gave it a slight tug. "Jimin." Yoongi breathed, lifting his head up. "I said get off-"

"I'll do it." Jimin mouthed.

"...Huh?" Yoongi squinted in confusion, still not used to reading his unspoken words. Jimin stared into Yoongi's eyes, holding his gaze as he parted his lips.

"I. Will. Do. It." He mouthed slowly before slowly biting his lower lip. If Yoongi's expression didn't change, then surely he felt the throbbing that was happening in his pants right now.

"Ah." Was all he said, kind of stunned by Jimin's reply, but his face showed no expression change. "Ahh..." Yoongi's brain was rattling for words. He didn't think the boy would agree. He thought he would run away like usually or even run away and hopefully not talk to him again.

Jimin was blushing madly while staring down at his hands holding onto the bottom of Yoongi's hoodie, softly feeling the material between his thumb and finger. He was feeling very nervous, wondering if it this was too soon.

But infact it was too soon. He didn't even know what his and Yoongi's relationship was. It wasn't even a month of knowing each other. What was it really?

What were they?

"J-Jimin." Yoongi began, making Jimin's head slowly lift up to look at him. "Do you-" he licked his own lips before letting out a small breath. "Do you want me to sit or stand?"

Jimin had to think about it before lifting up a hand to his hair and slowly raking his fingers through the blonde fluffy locks as he looked at the older. "Stand." He mouthed while pointing up with his finger.

Yoongi nodded. "Alright. Let's... let's switch places." He moved his hands from around Jimin to let the flustered boy get up from his lap. Soon after Yoongi got up and moved out the way so Jimin could sit down on the seat.

He could tell the boy was really nervous. I mean who wouldn't be? The boy was inside a restroom cubicle, missing class and about to get his face fucked by Min Yoongi.

Min fucking Yoongi. The disrespectful, foul mouthed college boy.

Yoongi stared down at the boy as he stood infront of him. He lifted a hand up below Jimin's chin and tilted his head up to look at him. "First time?" Jimin looked away nervously before swallowing and nodding sheepishly.

'Virgin. Virgin. Virgin! Virgin!' Yoongi's mind repeated continuously, a smile or smirk was twitching at his lips to appear. "Don't worry too much."

Jimin nodded slowly before hearing the zipper on Yoongi's pants opening.

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"Hoesuck! I-I mean Hoseok hyung!" Taehyung yelled as he ran down the hall to catch up to the older who stopped to turn around with a raised eyebrow at the boy.