My secret feelings|yoonmin

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Daemin came over because he just had his piano solo today and he was very nervous so now he wants to release all of that stress and nervousness. Luckily Jimin is staying at Jungkooks tonight so we'll have the whole night. I really do need daemin today. I had I whole day of whinny babies who couldn't handle the pain. Especially jimins boyfriend, jaeyoung. Like he couldn't even do one set of 45 pounds. That's literally the bar. He's such a weak little bitch.

I'm currently laying over daemin as we kiss on the couch. I run my hand down his side as we tangle our tongues together. He lets out a soft moan as I reach down and grab his butt. I break the kiss and move down to his neck, kissing softly. I kiss around till I find a spot I want to mark. I attack that spot as he grips onto my back and pushes his body against mine. I pull away and smirk before leaning back up and connecting or lips again.

I then hear a click and realize the door just closed. I break the kiss and look behind me to see Jimin. "Hey hyung." He says. "I thought you were staying at Jungkooks." I say. "Jungkook went to taehyungs last minute so I came home." He says. Daemin tugs at my shirt. Oh right. I get off him and allow him to get up. "Who's this?" Jimin asks taking off his shoes. "This is daemin." I say. He hits my arm. "Daemin-hyung." I fix. "Nice to meet you-Hyung." Jimin says.

"You too." Daemin says. "May I ask you're name?" Daemin asks. "I'm Jimin." He says. "Jimin?" Daemin asks putting it together. "Yeah." Jimin says. "Oh." He says. "Why?" Jimin asks. "Oh it's nothing, Yoongi told me about you and I just didn't picture you like this." Daemin says. "Is that a good thing?" Jimin asks. "Yeah." He says. "Well I'm going to leave you two alone." Jimin says before walking to his room. I hear the door close and I flop back on the couch. I put my face on my hands.

"Are you okay?" Daemin asks. "No." I say. "I didn't think he'd be back tonight." I say. "I didn't know that the Jimin you were talking about is your roommate. Now I understand a little more." He says. "Whatever." I say. "Do you want me to leave?" He asks. "No." I say. "So what do you want to do now?" He asks. "Maybe you could come over and sit on my lap." I say. He crawls over to me and sits down. "Now what?" He asks. I lean in and connect our lips again.