𝚋𝚝𝚜 𝚜𝚖𝚞𝚝𝚜 || [𝙱𝚡𝙱]

[•Calling Daddy•]

Ship; Yoonmin

Dom // Yoongi
Sub // Jimin

I got some inspiration from one of those bts ship imagines so thanks for who ever made it 🙂

(Unedited and gross)
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The mood in the air was incredibly monotone as Yoongi and Jimin sat in the living room. The other boys were all out. Namjoon in his studio, Jin was grocery shopping for tonight's dinner, and Tae, Jungkook and Hoseok were doing god knows what they were doing at the mall. Jimin was taking up two cushions of the brown soft couch, his stomach against it, and his nose squished. Yoongi was sitting on the other side of the couch, face in his phone and his legs crossed. Jimin had thought they'd be doing something together by now. He had been so excited that he’d persuaded Yoongi to stay home today, and now that excitement was simmering down as he watched the white light, flashing against the small, pudgy face of his ‘boyfriend’. He wasn’t sure what else to call it.

He finally decided to break the silence with a big groan, to which Yoongi barely glanced at. Jimin glared at him, emitting another loud groan and closing his eyes. He didn’t even look up at that time, his eyebrows just furrowed as he read something on his phone. The younger glared harshly at the boy, sighing as he gives up, plopping his face back onto the cushion. He feels the sudden urge to cry come upon him. He doesn’t want to cry, and he's not going to, but a sudden pulse of loneliness comes over him. Yoongi and him hadn’t done anything special in three weeks, because they were on such a tight schedule, and Yoongi was always working. Now the one day he’s off, he won't even pay any attention to the boy sitting across from him.

He really did give up, as he felt for his phone. He typed in his password by muscle memory, before pressing the middle button. There had been a missed call from his dad that had been there for weeks, and Jimin hadn’t had the chance to call him back. His face was still in the cushion, and he made the stupidest choice of a lifetime. He held down the home button. 

“Siri, call dad.”

“Calling Daddy.”

He swears he melted into mush right then and there as Yoongi’s phone started ringing. His head shot up, and he rushed to end the call, but it was too late. He could already feel Yoongi hard stare from a few feet away, and he was really hesitant to meet it. When he did, he felt his face heat up. Yoongi’s face was red, as he sat frozen with the phone still in the same position. But then, ever so slowly, his face twisted into a smile.

“You have a daddy kink?”

He shook his head faster than a criminal.

“N-no, it's not what you think, its-”

The smile got wider, as he set down his phone and stood. The pressure in his gut got tighter as the boy came over to him. 

“Um-”

The smile turned soft as he looked at Jimin’s blushing face. He bent down and grabbed Jimin by the waist, a little yelp coming from the smaller boy as Yoongi pulled him up to sit, before turning him around and pulling him to straddle his lap. 

“It was just a joke I-”

“Really?”

Jimin gulped.

“Because I wouldn't mind if it wasn’t.”

The look on his face went from embarrassment to lust as he smiled. His eyes lidded, and the red on his face turned into a seductive blush. 

His eyes looked at his lips, as those lips slowly moved forward to meet his. They were plump and soft like always, and the want that he had for them the past few weeks increased the pleasure of kissing him by a thousand. He pressed him close as his hand gripped his hips, slowly, with only a scent of friction he started to move back them and forth. A moan flowed like liquid from Jimin's mouth, sounding close because of they way their lips lapped at each other.