Jinmin SF|OS

예순

Sex Talk
"I wanna see your body, take your clothes off."

Seokjin took care of Jimin the moment they moved to Seoul together— attending the same high school, college, and university together. They had a shared apartment and had the same mutual group of friends that comes by every now and then for lunch or late night movie marathons.

The blonde taught Jimin everything he needed to know, honestly. From school work to house chores and to social interactions, they've done it all (even romantic interactions like kissing).

Jimin's first kiss was Seokjin and Seokjin's first kiss was Jimin; as it should be, right?

Normally, friends don't kiss, and even if they did— they probably don't use tongue and run their hands all over their bodies. Kissing friends are supposed to be light, they're supposed to be a joke; just a quick peck on the cheek and call it a day.

It wasn't the case for the two males. Their kisses were.. informative. Jimin learned all his hyung's sensitive spot and attacked it whenever they had a make out session, you know, for 'practice'.

Everytime they pulled away, the younger male could see the neediness in his hyung's eyes and he wanted it to go further. He wants to explore his hyung's body and hold him— he wants to be the first. Seokjin kept Jimin in line and pushed him away whenever he tried to advance, using the strength he had left to stop them from going to a path they can never turn back from.

It's not that Seokjin doesn't like Jimin, heck, he loves him to bits! The only thing stopping him is the fact that they had such a long friendship, is it really worth to throw it all away just because they have the need to satisfy themselves? What happens if they fall out of love? What happens if it's just infatuation and lust? He doesn't want it to be thrown away just like that.

He hopes Jimin understands his feelings and his concerns.

"Hyung." The raven spoke up, showing his puppy eyes to the eldest and praying that he falls for it. Seokjin pushed himself away from the desk, taking out an ear bud before looking at Jimin.

After seeing the look of concern on his face, the blonde peeled himself away from his work and sat down on the couch, taking a pillow and hugging it, "what's up? Why do you look like that?"

"Let's have a sex talk."

Seokjin scrunched his nose, a brow raising, "we had that when we were in high school— go look at porn or something."

"But you said porn isn't a good way to learn sex from— shouldn't we practice it like kissing?" Jimin suggested, nudging the taller male with his mediocre shoulders.

Ah, this kid.

"You're a sly fox, aren't you? I told you Jimin, we can't."

Jimin's been training for this day and he won't let a mere rejection shy him away from talking to his hyung properly. He puffed up his chest and sat upright, "and I've told you my feelings countless of times! I really love you, hyung and I want to spend my whole life with you! I'm ready to commit so why won't you commit to me? I've already seen how turned on you look from our make out sessions."

A 'tsk' escaped the blonde's lip as he looked away, chewing on the inside of his cheek, "it's not that Jimin— I can tell you that I love you too but that's not what I'm worried about. What happens if one of us realizes that we aren't the one? I don't want to waste this friendship."

Jimin sighed, sounding slightly annoyed. He reached over to his hyung's jaw and made him look at his direction again, "do you think I don't want this friendship to go to waste too? I'm scared but I'm also willing to take the first step to something what we could've been and should've been. I want to bring this to the next level and do new things with you— couple activities and all that emotional stuff. I want to experience it with you. I want you to be my first and hopefully my last, hyung."