Roses - Yoonmin FF

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YOONGI was laughing his ass off, watching Taehyung dance around in his mother's wedding dress, acting like he was about to throw the bouquet. (which, as a matter of fact, was a bucket of chicken bones that they had eaten) "Junbi, shi, jak!" (a/n: idk if that's how you actually spell it so don't  come at me mate) Taehyung tossed the bucket in the air, the chicken landing around the room and even bonking some of them on the head. Yoongi saw Jimin giggle cutely and bit his lip, sending Yoongi's mind into a rave. "The hell is wrong with me? I've barely even known him for a few days..." Yoongi murmured under his breath. "Hm? What was that, hyungie?" Jimin clung to Yoongi's arm, having one too many drinks. Yoongi himself was sober while everyone else but Namjoon decided to be irresponsible human beings and drink until they dropped. 

"I-it's nothing, Jiminie. Get off," he playfully tried to shove the younger away, but he wouldn't stop coming back. "But hyungie! You're warm and I like the way you smell~" Jimin cooed, rubbing his head like a cat on Yoongi's shoulder. "Everyone, everyone, calm down! Taehyung, ask someone," Jin drawled, tipsy as fuck. "Heh heh, J-Jiminiw hyung! Truth or dare?~" Taehyung grinned, his eyes flashing with a unique emotion that Yoongi couldn't read. "Dare!" Jimin hiccuped, smiling innocently at the boy. "Okay then!" they tapped on the phone in the middle of their circle, chuckling when they saw the dare that the wheel landed on. "Sit on the lap of the person to your left for the rest of the game. Suck on their neck," Yoongi let out a low groan, looking at all of their places as if he didn't already know which way was left and which was right. 

"Hyungie! That means I'm playing with you, right?" Jimin spoke like a child, crawling, once again, like a cat over to Yoongi. Yoongi gulped, nodding his head slowly when he took in the sight in front of him. Jimin was on all fours, ass sticking out and lips slightly parted, eyes hooded and small, pudgy hands on Yoongi's thighs. "How about you sit criss-cross for me, hm hyungie?" Jimin licked his lips when he looked down at Yoongi's crotch, dirty thoughts flooding his mind. He looked back up at Yoongi's face and saw him flushed, mouth agape. 

"F-fine! Just get it over with," Yoongi grunted, trying to look anywhere in the room but Jimin. As they made a joke earlier, 'Once you Jim-in, you can never Jim-out,'. Yoongi stifled a laugh when he thought of it, waiting for Jimin to take initiative and just practically ride him already. Jimin smirked as he set his ass down on Yoongi's... imPOrTAnT parts, beginning to feel shy as he straddled him. He trembled slightly before attaching his perfectly plump lips to Yoongi's neck and sucking lightly.

Yoongi wanted to moan. He really, really wanted to, but he wasn't going to do that in front of 5 other people. He wanted that to be private, so he just stared forward and didn't say a word. "HAh--" Hoseok broke the silence. "GAY!" he screeched, falling backward and onto the ground. "We're all fucking gay here!" Namjoon yelled, pulling Jin closer to him by the waist. (a/n: if that's even possible lol) 

"Jimin, you still have to ask someone else, you know," Jungkook spoke up, staring at Taehyung with lustful eyes. Jimin pulled away with a huff, looking around the room. "Jinnie!" he chirped, using one hand to point and one hand to steady himself. "Hm?" Jin hummed, one eyebrow raised. "T-truth o-or dare?" he questioned, rocking back in forth silently and stimulating Yoongi. "Jimin, stop m-moving!" Yoongi wrapped his arms around Jimin's waist to stop him. "I pick dare!" Jin squeaked, already regretting his decision. Jungkook got up and pressed the button on the phone, giggling to himself as he thought of something funny. "Your dare is to play 7 minutes in heaven with the one to your right!" Jin and Namjoon glanced at each other before heading to a far away closet, shutting the door tight. "Welp, now we just have t-to wait," Hoseok watched the door with curiosity, biting his lip. "So, Yoongi-hyung, how are you d-doing with that sexy kitten on your lap?" Taehyung slurred drunkenly, swinging his empty bottle of beer in the air as he swayed on his butt. "Shut up, you slut. Don't call him sexy," 

Yoongi was surprised that Jimin could suck on his neck for that long without even making a sound, or even seeming to breathe. It made him wonder how long he could suck his--

His thoughts were cut off Jimin moaning loudly, retracting himself and staring into Yonogi's wide eyes. Jimin's moan echoed in Yoongi's head, every part of his brain analyzing the sound. It was high-pitched and breathy, but also sounded desperate and adorable. It turned on Yoongi like a light. "Why the hell did you--?" Once again, he was interrupted. Jimin's lips were now right under the boxy curve of his jaw, teeth grazing over the hickey he had just created. He bit down gently before running his hands down Yoongi's body, causing the older to shudder. 

Suddenly, they heard loud moans and some grunting. "Here they go~" Hoseok giggled, wiggling around on his cushion. "Hm... why's daddy hard?" Yoongi nearly choked on Jimin's whispered words, the others looking at them with confusion. But before Yoongi could ask him why? Jimin occupied himself with Yoongi's collarbones. 

After a few more minutes of listening to moaning and groaning, the pair finally emerged from the closet. "Heh heh~ That felt really nice, Joonie~" Jin clung onto Namjoon's back, nibbling on the tip of his ear like a child. Yoongi's arms were still on Jimin's waist, and he liked that. He liked being locked in one place, he liked being submissive. AnYthInG WRoNG WitH THat?????

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It had been while and Yoongi's neck was covered in kisses, his boner not giving a damn about calming down. "Okay, guys! We should go to bed now, right hyungs?" Taehyung suggested, not fully sobered up but enough so that his mature side had taken over. Everyone in the room nodded, some even yawning. Yoongi opened his phone and checked the time. "Damn, it's already 2:00 AM. Why did we stay up this late knowing we have school tomorrow?" Yoongi wondered aloud, watching Taehyung get up out of the room to fetch the futons. "I don't know, hyungie, but I don't want to go to school!" Jimin pouted as he stared at Yoongi's lock screen. He and Jungkook were still almost completely drunk, having drunk one too many drinks. "Well, you're going to have to, Jiminie. I'm the one that shouldn't want to go to school," Yoongi chimed, subconsciously slipped a hand around Jimin's pretty waist. 

"Wae, hyungie?" Jimin whined, head on Yoongi's shoulder. "'Cause you left a whole bunch of hickeys on my neck that can't be covered up!" Yoongi pursed his lips in feigned anger as he studied the boy, hearing Taehyung return with a huff. "Unfortunately, we only have 5 futons, so some people are going to have to share,"

"Not it!" Seokjin, Namjoon, and Hoseok yelled, leaving Jungkook, Taehyung, Jimin, and Yoongi to share the small futons. 

They set up the bedding and laid down, whispering to each other occasionally. Yoongi waited for Jimin to get in with him, looking up through his lashes and seeing Jimin gazing worriedly at his phone. "Don't worry, it's not gonna die on you," Jimin let out a weak chuckle. "Yeah," he climbed into bed and buried his face in Yoongi's chest. "I know,"

Upon instinct, Yoongi's arms locked Jimin in his embrace, staring at his perfect features. "Wow." he thought. "Do I finally have a crush?"

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that should be very fucking obvious min yoongi

- vani
july 24th, 2018
12:29 AM