"Oh fuck! B-baby... T-there... T-there.. K-keep on hitting there, h-hyung.. nngh.. Fuck! Feels sooo g-good. Sooo g-good, hyung," Jimin whimpered, hugging Yoongi so close so that he could bite and suck the other's shoulder while Yoongi kept on thrusting his hole.
Yoongi kept on thrusting, maintaining his pace while still fucking deep and rough.
"Fuck! Fuck! Soooo g-good. Sooo sooo g-good. More! More!" Jimin pleaded, jolting his hips upwards so that Yoongi's dick could keep on hitting his sweet spot deeper and harder.
Yoongi kept on ramming Jimin's tight hole, kissing his lips sloppily as both of them were panting and moaning.
They kept on maintaining eye contact, only to break it when one of them was shutting his eyes just to indulge the damn, good feelings they were having every single time they had sex.
"H-hyung.. I-I'm close.. I'm close.." Jimin cried, just before he slightly screamed when threads of white seeds spilled all over his stomach and chest.
Jimin's body was limp but Yoongi kept on thrusting his hole harder than before, lazily kissing his boyfriend's neck while he rammed faster and faster.
After a good two minutes later, the thrust became sloppier than before.
And right after a good, deep, rough, last bang, Yoongi's seeds were already filling the still clenching hole.
"Fuck! I love you Jimin. I love you so much, baby. So so much," he mumbled, kissing all over his face starting from the temples and forehead and down towards the neck.
Jimin tiredly smiled. He pecked Yoongi's lips a few times while wrapping the pale body with his arms, whispering I love you too, before his eyelids went heavy and all they knew was the beautiful guy was already fast asleep.
Yoongi grinned alone while staring at the boy's beautiful feature.
His Jimin.
Always beautiful and magnetic every second he saw him.
Well, no one could deny that, ever.
And the fact that the most desirable guy was his and they were madly in love with each other made Yoongi sometimes question himself, what good deeds did he do before, that made him this lucky.
His soft lips gently kissed the boy's bare back, smiling in between the kisses when he saw Jimin was smiling in his sleep as well, probably because he always loved it when Yoongi did that after they had sex.
"I love you, baby," he whispered near the ear before he gave one last kiss on the smooth, flawless cheek.
Yoongi was still grinning but something that caught his eyes at that moment made his smile slowly fade.
A thin line formed in between his eyebrows and his swollen lips twisted in confusion.
Just right there, right in front of him, stood his best friend,
In a ghost form,
Like literally in a ghost form.
He was transparent. Yoongi could clearly see all the walls and objects through the ghost's body.
His eyes then shifted towards Taehyung's face.
How heart broken he was now when he saw Taehyung was already a crying mess.
"Y-Yoongi..." He called, only to hiccup and choke in his own tears.
The elder suddenly went frantic.
No no no no...
It... It can't be!
This can't be happening!
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Ghostbumps || Yoonmin ✔ #Wattys2019
Fanfiction"You know... It might end up well. You with Jimin. Why do you hate him so much? Did anything happen between you guys before?" "I don't hate him." "Then why do you look like you want to kill yourself after what happened?" "Everyone would feel what I...
