Play toys//SMUT

42, i dont know what to do.

Banging title.

Jimin was sat in the living room peacefully enjoying a drink by the fire as he scrolled through his phone. It's safe to say he was definitely surprised when Ellie came bursting through the door, dressed in one of Yoongi's large hoodies and her lacy underwear that became visible every time she raised her arms to much. Which she always did a lot when she was in a tiz.

"What do you want?" He asked without looking up. They'd never seen eye to eye but she was stood there chewing on the sleeve of his brothers expensive jumper with something clearly bothering her and he felt the need to ask.

"Yoongi just..said...said..."
"Said what?! Spit it out for fucks sake!" He burst with annoyance at her stuttering and stumbling over her words.
"He said he loves me!" She said quickly and clapped her sweater paws over her mouth. Jimin put his phone down and stood up speaking slowly
"No he didn't..." Ellie observed a dangerous look in his eyes, his mood had changed in a split second and this Jimin was particularly scary.  He strode towards her, ruffled her hair and laughed manically before grabbing her jumper and yanking her forwards.
"No! He didn't!" He yelled and turned around throwing his glass at the wall causing it to shatter everywhere.

"What are you doing?!" Ellie shouted as the glass fell to the floor like rain.
"You're lying! What have you done?!"
"Done to what? What are you talking about Jimin?!"
"You! What have you done to my brother?! Why is he acting like this huh?! What ulterior motive do you have for turning him into this pitiful excuse for a man! AND DONT THINK I HAVENT NOTICED YOUR FUCKING CHOKER ISNT ON!"
"He's not a pitiful excuse for a man! Why are you freaking out?!" She panicked confused as Jimin continued to scream and shout and trash the room.
"This is your fault!" Was all he kept shouting and she'd heard and seen enough and fled the room before he turned his rage onto her. She needed to find Hannah, or Jin or Jungkook, or Taehyung. Someone who could stop him from destroying the house.

She decided to run until she found someone. Anyone but Yoongi. She ran past the staircase and crashed into someone causing her to shut her eyes as the wind left her body and whoever it was grabbed her arm to steady her.
"That's the second time you've thrown yourself into my chest Kitten." She glanced up and her soul left her body, he gently had hold of her arm with his large slim vascular hand, his silver bracelets gleaming against his skin, he was topless dressed just in his black jeans as he'd thrown on to come find her, all his beautiful tattoos on display. She gulped snapping herself out of her stupor as their eyes met and he was looking at her with a look of bewilderment as he waited for her to form some sort of response. Instead she panicked still unsure of how to process what he'd said a moment ago all she managed to get out of her mouth before she yanked her arm free was
"J-Jimin. The room. He's trashing it." And there was a loud crash from the living room as she broke free from his grip and dashed up the stairs hoping Hannah was in Jimin's room as Yoongi dashed in the opposite direction to try calm his raging brother.

Ellie ran into the room without knocking to find Hannah in the bath in the en-suite.
"Peach. You okay?" She asked taking in her breathless state and current outfit.
"I umm, I just...yoongitoldmehelovesmeandjiminfoundoutandistrashingthelivingroom."
"Slow down. Yoongi said he loves you, you told Jimin for some daft reason, and now he's trashing the house again?"
"Yeah. Why are you so calm Hannah?!"
"What's there to stress over?" She asked laying back in the bubbles and taking a deep breath as she relaxed.
"What did you say back to him?" She asked another question as she glanced at her best friend leaning against the wall gnawing a hole into Yoongi's jumper sleeve.
"I didn't. I ran."
"You utter wimp. You should talk to him."
"What about Jimin?"
"Don't worry about him. He'll calm down." Hannah said as she sank further into her blissful bath with a small smile before talking again.
"You shouldn't be here. You should talk to Yoongi. It's unfair to leave him hanging like this. Think about it Ellie. It probably took a lot of courage for him to come out and say something like that."
"Yeah but-"
"-no buts Ellie!"
"What would I say?!" She whined as she slid down to the floor and crossed her legs leaning her head against the wall.
"Well give him an answer."
"What answer?"
"Well...do you love him back?"
And Peach sat there and chewed on the jumper a little more before giving a small nod.
"Then go tell him. You have nothing to be scared about he loves you, clearly that much we know he has that creepy file of secret photos on his P.C., he makes you happy, you make him happy, you make him a better person. He's not got his king complex anymore, he opens up to you and talks to you now right? He always makes sure you're happy and have anything you want."

To Hannah the list was endless, they could have declared love to each other months ago, they're both just damn stubborn. She relaxed and shut her eyes and a few moments later she heard a rustle as Ellie got up and left the room shutting the bedroom door behind her with a small click.
"Good girl peach." Hannah muttered as she felt her body relieve itself of stress in her hot bath, it was nearly 2am and all she wanted was bed and a long lay in, in the morning.

Ellie wandered the house trying to find Yoongi with her heart racing a mile a minute. She eventually found him in the kitchen with Jimin. She cleared her throat as Yoongi finished wrapping Jimin's hand where he'd hurt himself trashing the room. Jimin took one glance at her, thanked his brother for wrapping his hand and left the room giving her a sharp jab with his elbow on the way out to move her out of his way.

"Jimin!" Yoongi whined as he watched his brother elbow his...kitten? Girlfriend? He cringed at all the labels that just didn't fit what they were as they ran through his head.

He refused to speak first, he kept eye contact with her as he sat on a stool at the kitchen island and rested his chin on his hands, just patiently waiting for her to to say something as he looked at her. At this point anything would be good apart from her silence.

She shuffled on her feet a little and he tried not to chuckle at her jiggling around in an oversized hoodie and her pants. The whole house had seen her in this pair of underwear by now for sure. He was ripped from his reverie when her voice broke his thoughts.
"I didn't meant to run like that." And he gave her a small nod waiting for her to continue.
"I just...do I need to explain? Can't I just say what I want to say and we'll move on?" She asked not wanting to go into a massive who what why when where and how.

She seemed nervous about answering him and somehow he found this mildly amusing. He slipped off his chair and walked towards her still only dressed in his jeans. He definitely noticed her eye him and up and down briefly before she met his gaze. He bent down ever so slightly and whispered in her ear.
"Just say what you want to say and we'll move on Kitten."
"I...I love you too." She said in a barely audible mutter and he heard damn well but made out like he didn't.
"Sorry? I didn't quite catch that." He smiled and she frowned at him.
"I said I love you." She said and he pretended to itch his ear.
"Oh! I'm so sorry Peach. Didn't quite catch that again..."
"Fuck. You. Yoongi. I said I love you!" She said it loud and clear as she lost her patience with him and his games and he wrapped his arms around her waist and lifted her off of her feet, with a gummy grin spread across his face.
"Geez, I heard you the first time peach." And she playfully hit him.
"You're such a dick. I'm tired let's go to bed. Is Jimin's hand okay?" She asked as he placed her on her feet and started the walk back to his room.
"Honestly? I think there's still splinters in it but I'm sure he'll let Hannah sort it when he's calmed down a little."