Smut in this chapter.
Yoongi slams the door to his bedroom as we step inside. I wince at the loud noise and sit down on his bed. The mattress was comfortable and his blankets smelled like him, comforting me.
"Yoongi, calm down." I whisper softly.
He was pacing back and forth in front of the glass doors that lead onto a balcony. His breath was frantic and his muscles were tense under his blazer.
"Calm down? Calm down?! He's found us, Jimin! He'll do anything to win me! Anything!" His voice echoed in the room.
I stood up and walked over to him. The air outside had become chilly and the waves near the house were restless. I knew his emotions were running wild. He was angry, but most of all, he was afraid.
My hands held his face and he looked at me, the emotion making his eyes glow the white they always did when he felt things higher than normal. He leaned into my touch and held my wrists, softly rubbing his thumb against the inside. He was still upset but I could feel his body start to relax.
"Jimin, he'll hurt you to get to me." He whispered, a tint of fear in his voice.
I shook my head and ran my thumb over his bottom lip. The color in his eyes returned to their natural darkness and I shushed him.
"That won't happen. You won't let it. You can beat him, Yoongi. You are more than the evil your kind and your father push on to you. You aren't a monster like he is. Min Yoongi, you are good." My words were comforting but strong.
We looked into each other's eyes a few seconds more before he leaned in and kissed me. The kiss was passionate and filled with a longing that I've never felt. My heart slammed in my chest and emotion swirled around in my body as a pit of want settled in my stomach.
I wanted more. I wanted him more than anything in this world. He meant so much to me and I trusted him with everything. I wanted to show him. I wanted him to know that. We pulled apart from the kiss and I met his eyes.
"I want you." I said, surprised at the confidence in my tone.
He looks surprised for a beat and then his face twists into worry again.
"Jimin. Are you sure? You know the chance you're taking? I'm dangerous when it comes to that." He rambles.
I shake my head and circle my thumb on his cheek, repeating what I said.
"You are good."
He doesn't press further and meets my lips in another passionate kiss, only this kiss was traced with the familiar hunger he had felt that day in my living room. Heat and wanting radiated between us as our lips moved together. His tongue gently flicks against my bottom lip as his hands go to unbutton my blazer. I open my mouth, giving him permission. Our tongues dance against one another as we fought for dominance. He won.
His lips traced along my jaw and down my neck, softly leaving hickeys along the sensitive skin. His fingers were gracefully unbuttoning my shirt now, revealing my chest and stomach. He slid the white fabric off my shoulders with ease as his lips and tongue grazed my collar bone.
I tilted my head, a small moan escaping my lips. My cock was solid in my slacks, aching for his touch. His lips found mine again and he removed my pants in a swift manner. He wasn't hesitating with this and I didn't want him to.
Once I was down to just my boxers, he picked me up, wrapping my legs around his waist and carried me over to his bed. He laid me down and kissed me a bit more before pulling back, his glowing eyes meeting mine.
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Fanfic"I know the dangers and I know the consequences . I just...I don't have the strength to stay away from him anymore." •some smut •language •angst