Accidentally Sent | Yoonmin

Part Ten

If Jimin were to ever say to anybody that Yoongi was a bad kisser, he'd croak from having told such an awful lie. Yoongi was good,in fact, he was good enough to make Jimin feel like he was about to ascend into the sky.

His lips were soft and gentle, almost like the touch of a pillow. His hand was laced in between the locks of Jimin's orange hair, making it impossible to pull away. But why would he want to? Jimin let his half-lidded eyes flutter shut as Yoongi tilted his head to the side, deepening the kiss. Jimin felt like his legs were about to buckle, his heart racing faster. His breath catches as Yoongi's fingers have lifted Jimin's shirt an inch, his fingertips now pressed against Jimin's flushed skin. If he didn't break away from this kiss now, he might faint. But fainting seemed lovely at this moment in time.

Yoongi slowly breaks away, both of them breathless and warm. He looks down at Jimin, who looks back, a smile appearing on his face. Their faces were only mere inches apart, making Jimin want to kiss him again. The way that this man could make Jimin feel was extraordinary. He felt himself shiver as Yoongi reached up and pushed a strand of hair out of Jimin's eyes. "I know this has probably moved so fast for the both of us, but we can take it as slow as we need to. We don't have to put a label on it yet," Jimin nods before a small playful smirk makes its way onto his face. "But what if I like things fast?" Yoongi raises an eyebrow, his fingertips drawing slow circles on Jimin's sides, making him want to melt. "Is that so?" Jimin softly gulps before speaking again. "Yes..but maybe slow is a good option..," Yoongi chuckles darkly before planting a gentle kiss on Jimin's lips. "Come on, let's get out of this stuffy room,"

Jimin really thought for a second that Yoongi was about to lead him to his bedroom, but instead he leads him right back to the couch. But, like Yoongi said, slow. Jimin sits on the couch as Yoongi lingers by the stairs. "Find a good movie to watch. All the cds are under the coffee table, I'll be right back," Jimin nods as Yoongi heads up the stairs. As soon as he disappears, Jimin feels an itch to follow him. He mentally slaps himself on the hand, knowing that it wouldn't be a good idea. Slow, he reminds himself.

He turns back towards the tv, leaning down under the coffee table and flips through a cd case filled with movies. His mind was still lingering on the fact that Yoongi was upstairs, but he tried to stuff the idea as far back in his mind as possible. He finds a cd that looks promising, closing the case and putting it back under the coffee table. He leans back on the couch, trying to distract himself from the prospect of heading upstairs. He'd be back soon anyway, he thinks. If I go up there now, he'll be on his way down. But, what could be the harm in just taking a peek? Damn it, he curses himself as he gets up off the couch, stepping quietly towards the stairs. It didn't sound like Yoongi was coming, so he started his slow ascend.

There was silence as he made his way up the stairs, pausing to make sure Yoongi wasn't coming so he wouldn't look like an idiot on the stairs. He finally gets up to the landing and looks around. The room ahead of him looked like a bedroom, the door closed. Jimin looked down the hallway, seeing a set of smaller doors, presumably the laundry room. He then looks a little further down the short hallway and sees a door slightly ajar. That was most likely Yoongi's room and where he currently was. Jimin does his best to tiptoe down the hallway, staying away from the line of sight of the door so that he wouldn't be seen. Once getting to the door, he slowly peeks his way into the room.

The room was barely lit, a light coming from another door that belonged to his personal bathroom. But it was enough to see a sight that he had been dying to see. Yoongi was standing over his bed, completely shirtless, looking for something in between his sheets. His back muscles could be seen quite clearly, the tattoo that he had seen peeking out from his shirt a little more visible, seeming to wrap around his arm. Yoongi stands up straight, turning towards the door, looking down at something in his hands, unable to see Jimin's gawking face.