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dirty - yoongi

There wasn't an explanation to it, and I had no clue how to process this information. Min Yoongi was a sex god along with the rest of his friends and it perplexed me how he didn't want to touch me at all. He furrowed his brows as he sat on the bed completely immune to my revealing body.

This was so unlike him and I hated that.

I wanted his touch, his hands caressing my breasts and gliding smoothly across the skin of my stomach as I succumb under him. I wanted his lips to kiss and suck on my sensitive skin, bringing myself great pleasure as I grind myself into his growing bulge.

But Min Yoongi did nothing but hold my gaze with intense eyes, battling an eye-contact battle that I was sure to lose. The stare was so intense, fire seemed to seep from his pupils in a fury. In that short moment, the game became more serious than ever, even dragging me into its wrath.

But I couldn't lose, not like this. Not at the hands of the Min Yoongi; Suga; Agust D; Lil Meow Meow; Mr. Jjang Jjang Man Boom Boom. Though he was my best friend's roommate, he wasn't the same flirt from before and it killed me inside because when I actually wanted him, as a man, he dared to show no interest.

And I needed him so bad.

"You blinked!" Yoongi laughed out, pointing a finger at me as I roll my eyes and scoff at the idea of this stupid game. The only reason my eyes had closed was because I was so busy focusing on my horny thoughts and forgot about the competition. "I win."

"Yoongi, if you aren't going to do anything with me then why did you call me in your room?" I looked around his room at random, just watching the things he kept in it; the posters, books, sheet music, and random dirty anime comics—

"DON'T LOOK AT THOSE!" He screamed, standing abruptly to block my view of his books of strange cartoon sex. Shaking his head, he opened a drawer and stuffed the books inside. "Th-They're not mine."

"Oh, really? So they're Jungkook's?" I tease, adjusting my shorts so they ride up slightly over my thighs. Yoongi slowly gulped and looked away from me, his cheeks burning a rose tinted blush.

"Yeah, they are." He lied, straight through his exposed forehead. Jungkook's bed was on the right and all of his things were kept on his side only due to an extremely lazy but clean Min Yoongi. That said, there no way those were Jungkook's unless he had misplaced them.

"Convince me." I tease once more, swiping my tongue over my lips innocently , making sure Yoongi saw the sudden movement. He's a man, of course he did.

"Why would I take the time to convince you when we all know that I can actually get girls in reality than get off to some overly exaggerated comic book character with extremely huge boobs and ass?"

The dude spoke so fast that I almost couldn't process the information well enough. I walked over to him, a criminal plan forming in my mind. Sitting myself on top of his lap, I rocked slightly to get comfortable.

"W-What are y-you doing?" Yoongi asked, putting his hands up in front of my body, nervous as to why I'm being so intimate towards him. "Y/N, why are you doing this—"

"Shh.." I hush him, placing a finger on top of his lips. Leaning down to his ear, I slowly breath out a sigh and in a good seductive whisper, I say, "We must be quick before Jungkook comes back."

I believed this to be working on the guy because of his stiffness and the forming hard on I could feel under my heat. That is until I hear a familiar overly cheery voice come from behind me.

"But Jungkook is already back." Jungkook spoke in the tiniest font ever imagined. The bunny boy was clad in an oversized hoodie and joggers and looked more adorable with the hood on. "Why be quick until I come back? What was happening?"

I stumble to get off of Yoongi and his eyes go huge when Jungkook's widened eyes meet his crotch. Nervously laughing, I make no choice but to dash out of the dorm room. Before I could go, a hand held onto my forearm, halting me from my escape.

I met eyes with Jungkook and a dirty expression.

"Noona, you guys were thinking of doing the dirty.."

My eyes bulge out of their sockets because of his comment.

"That is dirty, Noona."