Our King (Jimin x BTS)

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Jimin snuck into Yoongi's room, shutting the door and locking it behind himself.

Jin was out with Taehyung and Namjoon, so he knew he'd have time to do whatever he wanted.

He turned towards Yoon's bed and found him laying on his stomach. His laptop was in front of him, open but probably dead.

Jimin giggled and moved over. He put the laptop on the charger and sat it in the floor quietly. Then he climbed on the bed and straddled the older's hips.

Yoongi stirred and let out a sleepy grumble, turning his head in the opposite direction and getting comfy again.

Jimin leaned down and pecked his cheek, whispering, "Hyungie, wake up."

Yoon mumbled something, so Ji reached down and started to snake his hands under the other's shirt.

"I'm sorry, Hyung. I didn't understand that. I'll just keep playing."

"I said," Yoon cleared his throat, "You seem different from usual."

"How so?"

"You crawled on top of me instead of the other way around."

Ji laughed and nodded, letting his nails ghost over the older's back. "Joon-hyung gave me nice compliments yesterday."

"Hm, what'd he say?"

Jimin grinned and grabbed Yoongi's hips, "Now why should I tell you?"

"Because I wanna make sure he was right."

Jimin rolled his eyes and moved to lay next to his Hyung. "He told me I was handsome and that I took his cock so well." Jimin reached out and swept his fingers over Yoon's cheek. "He told me I was Bangtan's good boy."

"Ah, that's wrong," Gi interrupted, "You're my good boy."

Jimin rolled his eyes then leaned in to quickly kiss him. Yet, Yoongi threw his arm over the younger and made him stay close, prolonging the kiss.

Jimin smiled to himself, a bit proud because Yoongi rarely kissed the other's like this. He knew it was bad to pull on his emotions, but at the same time he didn't want to reject the kisses. He did like them after all and rejecting it would possibly hurt Yoongi more.

"Ji," Yoon whispered, speaking between kisses as his hand came up to cup the younger's cheek.

"Hm?"

Yoongi pulled away and bit his lip, staring at the other male. "I wanna say it, but I don't know if you wanna hear it."

"Tell me. You don't have to hide it, Hyung."

The older let out a breath then quietly said, "I love you."

Jimin moved to peck his forehead, not saying anything because he didn't have anything to say. He couldn't return the feelings and he hated that Yoongi couldn't hear those words from someone who meant them. He wanted the best for his friends, but he just couldn't lie to his hyung.

"Let me make you feel better, Yoongi-hyung. I promise I will."

Gi smiled and let a breath escape through his nose. He nodded. "I know you will, Jiminie. You always do."

Jimin smiled back and sat up. He waited until the older was settled on his back then slid his hands under his shirt. "You should eat more, Hyung. I can feel your ribs."

"I'm too short to gain weight. My legs would kick me in the face."

Jimin laughed at that, hiding his face against Yoongi's chest.