I wake up with the guy I came home with last night with his arms wrapped around me. I get flashbacks of what happened last night. We had sex a couple of times. He was so tight. I unwrap his arms from around me and put a pillow in my place. I put on a pair of sweat pants and a shirt. I might as well make breakfast for the both of us since it's 8:55. I go into the kitchen and pull the bacon and eggs out of the fridge. I grab the pancake mix and mix some.
I heat up the pan and start cooking breakfast. I hear my door open and look back to see daemin comes into the kitchen wearing an oversized shirt and underwear. "Good morning." I say. "Morning." He says rubbing his eyes. "You hungry?" I ask. "Yeah." He says back hugging me. "Do you have any aspirin?" He asks. "Yeah it's in the medicine cabinet in the bathroom." I say. "Okay." He says. I hand him a cup and he goes into the bathroom.
I finish cooking breakfast as he comes out of the bathroom. "Has anyone told you that you're very rough in bed?" He asks. "Sorry." I say. "I didn't say I didn't like it." He says. "I know, you agreed with me a lot last night." I say sitting a plate in front of him. He hits my arm. "Hey don't bully me, I'm your hyung remember." He says. "Can't." I say. He pouts. "I start work in an hour." I say. "Could you drop me off first?" He asks. "Yeah sure." I say. We start eating with a little bit of conversation.
I clean up then grab my work clothes and get into the shower. I don't want to go to work smelling like sex. I take a quick shower and change into my clothes. I back into my room and see daemin fixing his hair in his phone. "Don't worry your sex hairs gone." I say. "Good." He says. "Come on." I say grabbing my keys. "Okay let's go." He says. We go down to my car and I drive him home before driving to work.
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"So you're telling me you slept with some random guy last night?" I friend and co-worker Namjoon says. "Yeah." I say. "Was He Good?" He asks. "Don't you have a boyfriend?" I ask. "I wasn't asking for that reason." He says. "Yeah He was good." I say. "Do you plan on seeing him again?" He asks. "Not In a dating way. We talked about it when I was driving him home, he's not looking for a relationship and Neither am I." I say. "Because you like Jimin." He says.
"Yes because I like Jimin, we agree that if either of us just need a hook up we'll do that but we're not dating." I say. "Well I think that's its good. You won't be obsessing over Jimin as much or be as sexually frustrated." He says. "Yeah well." I say. "Anyways I think it's good." He says. "What's good?" My other friend and co-worker Taehyung asks. "Yoongi got some ass last night." Namjoon says. "Oh finally?" Taehyung asks. "Yeah." Namjoon says.
"So was it some good ass, hyung?" Taehyung asks. "God you guys have boyfriends." I say standing up and walking away. "Hey Yoongi you have a new client." The receptionist says. "He's filling your 3:30 spot." She says. "Okay." I say. "He should be here any second." She says as the door opens. "Here he is." She says. I turn around to see the brown haired, browned eyed, egotistical bastard that I hate the most In the world.
"Yoongi this is Kim Jaeyoung." She says.
"We've met." I say. "Come on, let's discuss you're workout plan." I say walking away. "You're a personal trainer?" He asks. "Yeah, I think you can see that." I say. "Okay." He says. "What kind of work out do you plan on having?" I ask. "I want to get some abs and muscles." He says. "Okay." I say. "The locker rooms are that way so I'll meet you guys here after you change." I say. "Okay." He says.He walks over to the locker room. I go over to the others. "Back so soon?" Namjoon says. "Mention nothing about my crush on Jimin around that guy." I say. "Why?" Taehyung asks. "That's jimins boyfriend." I say. "That guy?" Namjoon asks. "Yeah." I say. "Dude you're so much better than him." Taehyung says. "Just don't say anything." I say. "Okay we won't." He says. "Good." I say. Let's get this over with.
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My secret feelings|yoonmin
FanfictionYoongis In love with his roommate, Jimin. Just don't tell anyone.