10 out of 10; knj + pjm

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oh yes, the angst. not that severe but builds more interest into the story i'll say. hope you enjoy this chapter, my lovely bunnies. don't forget to like, vote, and follow!

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heavy breaths filled the room, the two looking into each other's eyes.

"u-um..." jimin muttered, "why are you hanging out with m-me?"

namjoon flashed a little smile, cupping his face. he could literally melt right there. jimin's cheeks were so inviting, so soft. "because you're fucking hot, ok? you've got the most sinful curves and the most plush ass. who cares if you're deaf? i'll still be able to hear your sweet moans."
with a quick second jimin was already sprawled out on the floor, in all his glory. namjoon eyed him up and down, the single thought of him withering underneath him could've made him cum in his pants. he hungrily worked his way into jimin's mouth, his slick cavern warm and moist. a few squirms and cries was already driving him crazy. he couldn't take it anymore. he couldn't waste a single second, not like this. flipping jimin over, he had already pushed down his pants and boxers, his member springing out like an antenna. he was undoing the other's pants when he felt a hand grasp his wrist as he looked up at him, tears dropping thickly against jimin's pretty cheeks.

jimin shivered out of fear, his voice shaking. "please..s-stop....i don't want this.." he kept his grip tight on namjoon's wrist, not letting go. it took a few split seconds before he placed his hands through his hair.

"...sorry." namjoon sighed as he slipped his boxers back on, zipping his pants after. a swift twirl was all it took for him to struggle to keep in his emotions in. he glimpsed behind him quickly, jimin shakily putting his pants on with a few sniffles. he could feel his pain through his eyes. those muddy, tear-stricken eyes.

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"hey dude! did ya' already score?" yoongi leered, his hands making inappropriate gestures.

"not in the mood." namjoon growled. he angrily made his way to the door, slamming it behind him. the friends looked at each other with curious glances as they all whipped out their phones.

taelicious is typing...

taelicious: what the hell just happened?

jungcock: sounds like he got rejected, lmao
jungcock: poor lil joonie haha

lejindary: you guys are assholes.

3dollachain: says the one who voted on namjoon? hypocrite

lejindary: just let him be, he's probably just frustrated. he'll be back to normal in no time.

[ last read at 12 am ]

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he gripped his fist. what had stopped him? he's done this many times, so what held him back?

those eyes... it was those muddy, tear-stricken eyes. had the boy been hurt? what will he say to him?

"shit. fucking shit!" namjoon shouted walking back to his dorm.