cigarettes n' sex | vmin

cigar no. 5

"no need to hide i won't judge."
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when jimin wakes up there's a faint smell of cigarettes and vanilla clinging to his sheets. and although his head has a slight ache he clings to the smell.

he's never been a forgetful drunk the words he uttered last night still linger on his tongue.
to say he's ashamed of himself is an understatement. normally, he wouldn't say things like that but taehyung was something he didn't fully understand and it excited.

jimin won't admit but there's a fire that lies beneath his skin. after having being smothered so long it had finally been relit and jimin's scared as to where it'll take him.
he'd gone this long with suppressing it taking notes from his psychology class more seriously than most.

jimin's fingers twitch.

What the hell is wrong with me?

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as the days turn into weeks taehyung begins to notice a change. it's not a very open one either more so like a secret when passed around quietly.

and that change happens to be regarding jimin. the smaller's presence has been rather scarce lately almost like a ghost drifting about.

jimin comes home and doesn't leave his room until the next day.
at first, taehyung wasn't too worried about figuring the male was caught up with work.
though after one particular morning where taehyung catches jimin sneaking back through the front door at three am he knows something's up.

however, if he's being completely honest with himself he can't really question the other about it.

jimin has yet to ask him any personal questions so it'd be rude to ask him about what's going on.
but even though he won't ask jimin that doesn't mean he won't ask yoongi. after all, the two have known each other for quite a while.

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he meets yoongi in a small cafe not too far from the apartment. it's jazzy music soothes him a bit as he waits for the older to come back with their order.

dressed in all black the older sits down across from taehyung looking quite dead from the outside. but yoongi waves it off as lack of sleep when Taehyung asks.

"so, how are things? no calls?"

taehyung shakes his head not really wanting to speak in the matter. sure it'd been more than a couple of months now but the wound was still fresh.
he doubted he'd ever be able to truly get over it.

"no, um I called you about Jimin. he's-"

"what's wrong? does he have a cold? is he not eating again? did he collapse at dance practice? is there-"

"hyung, calm down nothing's wrong I think."

yoongi raised an eyebrow his concern for jimin still on high.

"it's just he's been acting a bit differently lately. we'd just started to talking you know then all of sudden he kinda just makes himself scarce. he comes home and goes straight to his room doesn't even speak half the time. i'm not sure if he's eating or not cause I barely see him anymore i just- i don't know if i did something to make him upset."

yoongi eyed the younger clear distress on his face. it was quite an unusual sight for yoongi since most of the time taehyung looked like he'd lost his soul.

"when's the last time you two spoke?"

"um...about three weeks ago? it was after we went out that night to the club. i was trying to help him get to bed but i ended up sleeping with him."

yoongi choked on his coffee the burn going all the way up to his nostrils. taehyung was quick to hand him napkins as the older pulled himself together.

"i'm sorry you did what?!"

"i slept with him but we didn't fuck! he just kinda pulled me into bed and hugged me real tight."

taehyung didn't bother to mention jimin's words. they weren't for yoongi to hear.

"yeah, then not too long ago i heard him come home at like three in the morning."

yoongi sighed then mentally cursed jimin in his head. the boy had reentered his cycle and hadn't even bothered to tell him about it.
there's no telling what state the boy was in right now.

"he's pent up."

taehyung blinked once, twice, then three times before his brain processes yoongi's words.
he was unsure of what to say so he just nodded as a response.

"jimin...has a condition. quite similar to you and cigarettes actually. see, he doesn't get out too much which means he doesn't get as much sexual intercourse, unlike most people."

taehyung could only listen, the cogs inside his head desperately trying to understand what he was saying.

"well, once he's reached a certain point he becomes very hormonal in a sense. and he's probably avoiding you cause he either doesn't want you to see him like that or wants you to fuck him."

"so, he just becomes really needy?"

yoongi nodded taking another sip from his coffee careful not to choke this time.

What's so bad about that?

"is there any way to help him?"

yoongi grinned.

"yeah, you just gotta have sex with him."