T W I N K | | yoonmin {COMPLETED}

//THIRTY-FOUR\\

Blow Job (v)
Something stupid high and even middle school girls will do in an attempt to be popular or to get a boyfriend. Never works, all it accomplishes is to get the stupid girl labelled as a hoe or slut and possibly get her a case of herpes.

-Urban Dictionary

J I M I N

"So what are you thinking?" Yoongi asks as he sits down on the toilet in his bathroom with my makeup spread out across his counter.

"About how hot you are even without the makeup and how you drive me so fucking crazy. How I want to give you a choker of hickeys and never let them leave." I say as I sort the makeup.

"Baby, I was talking about the makeup." He says as he puts his hands on my waist and I blush a deep red.

"Oh." I say quietly.

"But it's nice to know what you're thinking every now and then." Yoongi says with a smile as he pulls me to sit on his lap.

"Yoongi, I would totally let you take me right now, but you have to get ready. And I'd really hate to mess that suit up." I say and Yoongi flashes an embarrassed smile as I get out of his lap.

"I was thinking a little eye liner and maybe some light pink eye shadow just to bring out your eyes. Maybe a little rainbow highlighter." I say as I get the eye liner.

"Sounds great, baby." He says as his hands find their spot on my hips again and he closes his eyes.

I apply the makeup with ease and in five minutes, Yoongi is looking hotter than ever.

"You look great, Daddy." I say and he blushes.

"Really?" I ask and he puts his hand over my mouth.

"You are one loud child." He says with a smile like he had something over me before I lick his hand and he pulls his hand back as I giggle.

"Baby, you're glad I'm about to leave for dinner with my parents."

"Why?" I ask, innocently.

"Because otherwise I'd punish you for that one." He says as he pulls me closer to him.

"But Daddy shouldn't let his baby get away with being a naughty boy." I say with a smile before I bite my lip.

"You're right." He says as he checks his expensive Rolex that he just put on.

"I have ten minutes, you ready baby boy?"

"For what, Daddy?" I ask, excitedly.

"For your punishment. On your knees." He says before he unzips his pants.

And, well, you know what happens after that. 😉

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9:14 pm

That's what time it is.

Two hours.

That's how long Yoongi has been gone.

To occupy my time, I've talked to Tae and Jin about the day Yoongi and I missed out on in the group chat, and I have done my makeup about three different times.

Just before I'm about to call Charlotte out of boredom, I hear the front door slam and heavy footsteps come up the stairs. I run to the closet and close the door quietly so I don't notify the owner of the steps that I am here.

The footsteps, now lighter, reach outside of the door where I realize that it was two sets of feet.

The door to the bedroom opens and I hear Yoongi quietly call out for me.

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A/N: This is super cringe. I apologize because you guys keep reading this piece of shit. Next up: super cuteness. Also, thank you guys for nearly six hundred reads, forty votes, and one hundred and fifteen comments (half of which were me replying to comments). I'm not gonna lie, I had high hopes for this book and then it kind of flopped and I told myself that it was just the way new books work and now I'm here and super thankful. I can't believe that it actually got here and I want to say thank you to the three people that read this. It's because of you that we're here. Also, its currently twelve and I should probably be asleep but I want to get this up now because I have a big day ahead of me. Good bye for now! 💚