rough | yoonmin

six

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"No thank you my sweet Jimin. Namjoon and I have lots to talk about. Could you maybe.. change seats with him?" Yoongi ask almost politely.

I frown but not my head anyways. What could him and Namjoon possibly have to talk about? Aren't they complete strangers to each other?

Getting up, Namjoon and I switch seats so that he's sitting in my normal office chair and I'm in the corner.  Maybe this will be a good opportunity to see how Yoongi interact with other people besides me...

The two men sit in silence for a few seconds before both of them go to say something at the same time. They slightly chuckle before Namjoon motions for Yoongi to speak first.

Yoongi whispers so quietly that I strain to hear him even from a few feet away. I pick up only a few words ... in 1 week... be ready.... it's definitely him... I know.... okay... that twerp.. suddenly they stop talking so I look up to see them both staring at me with amused looks on their faces.

"Listening in doll face? You've been writing in the  same spot for the past 10 minutes." My face heats up from the embarrassment of being caught snooping. I look down at my paper to see that Yoongi was right- one line had random scribbles all over it.

I grumble and sink down into my seat. "No! I was just.. just.. just making a grocery list!" Seriously Jimin a freaking grocery list? Why would you be doing that in the middle of a session? Aish ..

Yoongi smiles at me and turns to Namjoon "It's the same stubbornness as before right? It took me a while to figure it out." Namjoon nods his head and looks at me with a strange glint in his eyes.

I awkwardly wiggle in my seat. What were they taking about so secretly? Is Namjoon really a psychologist? Maybe I should get out of here... I'm started to think somethings up.

I stand slowly and pretend to stretch, noticing how the men watch my every move. "I think that's enough for today boys. We're running out of time."

The men glance at the clock on the wall, and frown when they realize we have a good 30 minutes left. Namjoon stands up so that he's in front of me, causing me to shrink in fear.

"I don't think Yoongi and I were done yet love. We'd like to talk more if that's alright?"

I shrug and sit back down in the seat in the corner. Namjoon sighs and motions for me to sit in his lap instead. Shaking my head I stay sitting in the chair. There's no way he's getting me to sit in his lap!

"Now now Jimin... be a good boy and come sit in my lap." He moves his suit jacket a little bit and I catch a glimpse of a black shiny metal, instantly causing me to bite my lip. Who is this man and how did he get a gun in the prison?

When he sees I refuse to move, he turns to Yoongi and mouths something I didn't catch. Yoongi nods and makes eye contact with me. "It's okay Jimin, why don't you sit in my lap instead? I won't hurt you, much."

Okay okay. I can do this. It's only Yoongi, and he's in cuffs. He can't touch me, and I'm definitely not going to refuse him with his past.

Sitting slowly in his lap, Yoongi breaths deeply in my shoulder, making me let out an embarrassing whimper. Namjoon across the table smiles pleased.

"He's definitely obedient Yoongi, just like before." Namjoon says.

"He doesn't know yet." Yoongi is still tucked into my shoulder, now leaving small kisses up and down my neck.

Finally I speak up for myself. "I didn't know what's going on here but once my boss finds out then you'll be in big trouble!"

The men throw their heads back and leg out a deep laugh. I feel Yoongi's chest rumble. "Oh baby, you think that little wimp boss of yours could possibly hurt me? I can do anything to you right now. And you'd let me huh? Oh yea, I noticed the little tent in your pants. Someone likes sitting on Daddy's lap hmm?"

I look down, seeing that I was in fact turned on. No! I don't like sitting in a criminals lap! I've never even had sex before. I'm saving myself for my future husband.

"N-no.."