Pouty Lips and Merciless Hips =Vmin
Authour: Namdongsaeng
Retrieved from: Ao3
Words: 3717
Ship: Jimin×Taehyung
Summary:
Jimin expected a lot of things from his younger boyfriend. But there was one thing he would never expect.
He would never expect his boyfriend to come slamming into their shared apartment, with a few bags in hand as he looked hungrily at his blonde submissive.
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Jimin hadn't known what to expect from his boyfriend on a lazy Friday evening. His taller boyfriend was going to come home late, he had texted the blonde to tell him such, and that was fine with him. He quickly got comfortable with being by himself, snuggled up in a fuzzy pink blanket on their couch. His boyfriend had business, he got it. Jimin worked, too, at a large dance studio around the corner, but Taehyung did much more. He was in college, like the other, but his father was preparing him for business. He was the heir to the company, someone that everyone was learning respect for. Taehyung's father ran a world-wide business, one that everyone had quickly learned to respect. And yet, even with it being so known, Jimin didn't find it in his slightly drowsy mind to remember what the fuck the company was called and what it produces to get so much money.
So, yeah, Jimin expected a lot of things from his younger boyfriend. But there was one thing he would never expect. He would never expect his boyfriend to come slamming into their shared apartment, with a few bags in hand as he looked hungrily at his blonde submissive. The blonde raised his eyebrow, beckoning the other inside further. Taehyung grinned, like a predator after they've trapped their prey, and it made Jimin feel weak. "What have you done this time to have such a smile on your lovely features, Tae?" He asked, quirking his brow as the other scurried inside, door slamming behind him. Jimin cleared his throat, eyes looking down to the other's shoes. "Shoes." He simply stated, and it was enough to get Taehyung to take them off.
He nearly completely flung off his Timberland's, dropping his expensive coat and scarf down with it. "Mm.. baby. I got you an early Christmas present." He murmured, coming closer and sitting on the couch with his lover. Dropping the bag next to them, he brought the boy closer and nuzzled his face into the crook of the blonde's neck. Jimin giggled at his actions, leaning closer to the other male with a pleasant humm. "Ah, that's what's in the bag." He mumbled, closing his eyes softly. Taehyung nodded excitedly, grinning. "Baby, if I show it to you now, will you put it on for me? It will look very pretty on you. I promise." Taehyung was begging. This was bound to be good if he wanted to see Jimin in it so badly. And hearing the beg in the other's voice, he let out a sigh.
"Fine. Give it to me."
Taehyung grinned widely, his box smile making Jimin giggle. He reached down for the bag, coming back up with it. His smile was pleasant, but his eyes glimmered with lust and hunger. Oh god, Jimin could only anticipate what would be in the bag. His boyfriend was into some pretty weird shit, after all. One time, for the other's birthday, he had wrapped himself up in ribbon (with the help of Hoseok, who was a bit too eager to do it for Jimin) and laid himself on their bed, telling Taehyung that Jimin himself was the other's Birthday present. Then on Valentine's day, Taehyung had wanted him to dress up as a French maid. Jimin had complied, as it was the other's special day. He couldn't say no anyways, to puppy eyes like that. Then for their one year Anniversary, Jimin had dressed up as a feline, with a white cat ear headband, and a tail butt plug because that's what the other wanted. He would do whatever Taehyung wanted if it made him happy. But he had never requested Jimin to dress up for Christmas, and they'd been together since Jimin was eighteen. He was twenty-two now. Man, where had time gone?
