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Yoonmin|A rainy day

Alright, I'm a fuckin pussy ok? They don't go all the way but I guess you could say it's top Yoongi and bottom Jimin
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Starting out simple.

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Summary: On a stormy day, there's too much time and not enough to do.

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It wasn't long before the city would hear the resounding rumble of thunder. A rainy season was upon Deagu, and residents were more then prepared for their long days inside, summer had been exhausting anyways. So as the tip-a-tap of rain began, windows fogged and the wet environment elicited the smell of earth.

Jimin resented this day, while Yoongi basked in it. The younger had planned a day out, to go to a theme park down town. He wanted it to be a special date, he'd even planned out little moments they'd have and absolutely swipe Yoongi off his feet! Yet Mother Nature had other ideas, apparently.

"Are you going to watch the movie or not, Jimin?" Yoongi's voice sounded from the living room, sounding a bit impatient. Jimin had been longingly staring into a rainy mist for some time now, and he supposed he looked kind of dumb just spacing off while looking out his window. So he hopped off the little seating ledge and joined his boyfriend in the living room.
The room smelled like oranges, and there sitting on the couch was his awaiting partner with a small bowl of sliced oranges for them to snack on.

"Hey baby." Jimin murmured, sliding in beside yoongi and giving him a quick smooch on the cheek.

"Have fun mopping?" He asked, thin eyes blinking over to Jimin's more rounded ones.

"I wasn't mopping." The blonde retorted calmly, shimmying up closer to Yoongi with the intent of getting quite comfy. Yoongi welcomed the warmth and closed his eyes.

The movie played while the two cuddled sleepily, occasionally feeding each other pieces of orange. Once, Jimin tossed an orange slice in the air for Yoongi to catch in his mouth. The raven headed did so effortlessly, biting down on it dramatically. Some of the juice sprayed out when he did, and Jimin winced while giggling to himself.
This had Yoongi apologizing, 'Did I get any in your eyes? Does it hurt?' While wiping off the juice with his sleeve.

"No, no baby." He said, his own hand coming up to link with Yoongi's. Yoongi put on such a hard attitude, but the thin eyed boy was the softest for people he cared for. It was one of the many things that Jimin adored about him.
His blush lips spread into a sweetly soft smile and kissed their interlocked hands. He wished he could capture the soft look in Yoongi's eyes at that moment, it sent butterflies to his tummy and turned him pink. It seemed like he could never show affection without it backfiring on him. Regardless of his timid attitude towards love, he was the one to initiate the first of many kisses that night. Wedged in between Yoongi's legs, soft lips sluggishly moving against the other's. He pulled away slightly, a moment of silence before a storm, and decided that maybe.. just maybe he could have the perfect romantic evening he desired. Even though it wasn't at some theme park, home was comfortable and they had the freedom to give to each other all they wanted.

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Yoongi was the one to reconnect their lips, taking a turn from the soft intent of earlier actions and licking into Jimin's mouth with fervor. The ravenette kept his hands un-wandering, massaging at Jimin's shoulders, sending shivers down the younger s spine. The make out didn't last too long before they both got a little impatient.

Jimin parted himself from Yoongi for a moment so they could maneuver around into a better position. Jimin straddled yoongi's thighs, and Yoongi's hands took a grip to Jimin's waist.