SERENDIPITY // VMINKOOK

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Jimin was sexually frustrated.

It's been a little over a week and he hasn't been able to cum using his hand. His boyfriends keep waving him off and it was actually making him pissed off.

Jungkook went to the gym early in the morning, but Jimin stayed home because he knew it would torture him to watch Jungkook sweat and use his muscles in such a hot way.

Jimin decides that he needed Taehyung to help him. He couldn't go another day with out sex.

"Taehyung," Jimin says as he starts to pull down Taehyung's pajama shorts as he shifted in his sleep, "I need you."

Taehyung tiredly opens his eyes when his shorts get thrown off him. Taehyung blinks, sitting up in alarm when his underwear starts to get pulled down.

"W-wha—"

"Baby, I need you," Jimin whispers, throwing Taehyung's article of clothing behind him, not noticing the fearful look on Taehyung's face.

"J-Jimin," Taehyung puts a shaky hand on Jimin's shoulder as Jimin throws his pants own off, "I-"

"Baby, you look so fucking good," Jimin says as he looks over Taehyung's naked lower body, his own boxers gone.

Taehyung pushes Jimin back, "No."

Jimin growls and pushes Taehyung's chest down, making him gasp in shock at Jimin's sudden roughness. Taehyung was actually starting to get scared. He had just woke up and he wasn't in the mood to have sex. Jimin wasn't listening.

"Jimin—"

"I'm going to fuck you so good," Jimin smiles as he touches Taehyung's entrance with his fingers.

Taehyung starts to get flashbacks that he had tried to forget and he quickly thrashes away, but Jimin thinks he's trying to play, grabbing his legs and forcefully opening them.

Taehyung then starts to cry. "No, Jimin! Please don't!" Taehyung shouts, his body freaking out, pushing and kicking Jimin away.

Jimin immediately stops his movements when he hears Taehyung's cry. He looks up at his wet face he suddenly gets kicked away. Jimin falls off the bed, hissing when he hits the floor.

He quickly got up when he heard Taehyung starting to sob, putting his head in between his legs as he pulled at his hair. Jimin rushes over, "Baby, I'm so sorry—"

"P-please don't," Taehyung cries out, "I don't want it!"

Jimin feels his own tears start to fall. He couldn't believe himself. Was he that stupid? It didn't matter how horny he got he couldn't do this to Taehyung. He couldn't wake him up like that after what he's been through. How could he do this?

"I'm so sorry!" Jimin says, his own tears falling, he wraps his arms around Taehyung who continues to cry.

All Taehyung could think about was the pain and the feeling of someone going against your wishes. That horrible feeling.

"I didn't know! I didn't mean too," Jimin says and he hugs Taehyung who was now silently crying.

Taehyung doesn't answer.

"I wasn't thinking. I would never do that. I would never!" Jimin says, pulling back and lifting Taehyung's face up, "I would never go against you."

Taehyung looks up at Jimin and takes in a deep, shaky breath, "I-I'm sorry."

Jimin shakes his head, pulling Taehyung in for a kiss. He kisses him over and over. "Don't ever be sorry. Never. This was my fault. I didn't listen, and I'm so so sorry, baby."

Taehyung sniffles and wipes his eyes, "I- I didn't mean to deprive you."

"It doesn't matter. That doesn't give me the right to try to have sex with you."

Taehyung lays his head on Jimin's chest, "I really thought...I thought I was going to go through that again."

Jimin feels like he just got stabbed in the chest. He made Taehyung feel that way? He made Taehyung think that he was going to rape him? To hurt him? Jimin wanted to hurt himself just like he would hurt anyone else that did this to Tae.

"Please. Please forgive me," Jimin whispers, "I didn't hear you. I didn't—"

"It's okay," Taehyung says, "I just got scared."

Jimin sighs and kisses Taehyung's head, "You should never be scared with me."

Taehyung doesn't say anything. Jimin continues to hug him for a while until Taehyung goes limp, falling back to sleep. Jimin gently lays Taehyung down, covering him back up since he was still exposed. Jimin sadly looks down on him before putting his sweatpants on and walking out the room.

Jimin stands in the empty hallway and stares at the ground with his fist clenched. He was so angry. So angry at himself. He couldn't believe he was going to...do that. He wasn't. He would have stopped, right?

Jimin fishes his phone from his pocket and calls a certain number.

He hoped the person will do what he needs.

The phone rings for a second before a raspy, tired voice answers.

"Who the hell is calling me this early?"

Jimin swallows as he shakily holds the phone up to his ear.

"I need to meet with you."

"Okay, who the fuck is this, though?"

"It's Jimin."

"...Oh."

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