My kryptonite [Yoonmin]

Like we used to

Yoongi's laying on our king size bed with Jake laying on his chest, completely passed out. You could even hear his little snores mixed with Yoongi's. I look up from my laptop on my lap, only to smile and look back down. I've been in contact with a major Business man, he says he has the information about where the Blood Crystal Clan is hiding. Just because I have Yoongi back, doesn't mean I will stop the fact I will slit his throat in front of his men.

I finish typing my response and put my laptop down, I really need to use the bathroom, I mean its currently 1 in the morning, and I got out of the shower maybe 5 hours ago? I finish my business and walk back into my room only to see no Yoongi. I take a deep breath and turn my head to see Yoongi holding my laptop, with my messages on full display. Its not like its anything bad! I'm just talking with someone about killing someone?

Yoongi meets my eyesight, I could feel my sleep pants tighten from his intense stare. "What is this?" his voice is booming, horse, signaling he just got out of bed. "Just because I got you back doesn't mean I'm gonna stop wanting to kill him." My voice naturally zones out towards the end, under his very intense, mostly sexual stare.

"Just because someone took me, tortured me, and told me constantly I would never see you again. Doesn't give you the right to kill him, I've kidnapped my fare share of Mafia bosses, were friends now! He angrily throws his laptop on our bed, waking Jake up in the process. He rubs his eyes with his cute little fists and crawls off the bed and towards Yoongi. He pulls on his pant leg, Yoongi squats down towards Jake. Jake holds his face in his hands and kisses his cheek. "Your not supposed to yell at mommy, daddy. He did nothing wrong, he loves you daddy!" He tells Yoongi, he walks out of the room with a blown kiss my way.

He may be a four year old child, but hes really mature, somehow?

"Yoongi, I understand why your mad, but they took the only thing that gave me confidence, made me feel loved, cherished, the only thing that helped with my depression, anxiety, the only thing that gave me happiness in my 28 years of living!" I yell angrily towards my lover, not realising the 5 other men hearing the entire thing from the other side of the door

"I understand that Jimin, I really do. But you also don't understand that they were just looking for power! It happens a lot more than you think. They asked me all the fucking time where YOU lived, where your safehouses were. Your family, EVERYTHING! But I would rather get regular beating, I was almost drowned, I was shot, stabbed. But I kept my fucking mouth shut, to keep you safe." Yoongi trys reasoning, but I see no difference.

I walk towards Yoongi and slap him as hard as I could, but he grabbed my arm mid swing and slowly made eye contact with me. He grabs my jaw harshly and pushes me backwards and into the wall. His hands stays around my neck and throat tightly, burning my mind with that sexy stare. "Did you seriously just try to hit me? You know daddy doesnt like when you get violent. Daddy likes when you bend over nice and pretty, and suck my cock." He whispers in my ear ever so softly, earning an intense shiver going down my spine.

I subconsciously whine, Yoongi chuckles and licks the outside of my ear. I starts moving slowly, Yoongi grabs my arm harshly, pushing it onto the wall, I whine and throw my head back harshly. Yoongi unwraps his hand from my throat and grabs my thighs, he pulls me up and onto his waist. My hands go into his hair, and start pulling harshly when he starts attacking my neck. 

(Skip Smut scene, I have no inspiration to write one, I might later.)

I fall almost lifelessly onto out now cum stained cotton sheets, Yoongi left towards the bathroom. I try to move but he never took off the silk cuffs. I could tell Yoongi was PISSED I cant even feel my fingers, from them being so tight. I try to move my lower half and I scream through tear stained eyes, Yoongi was definitely sexually frustrated and angry, I blink past my tear and wiggle my arms to reach my knife Ive always kept underneath my pillow, Jakes found it a time or to. I slowly wrap my fingers around the steel holder and slowly cut the soft fabric.

I watch the silk tear apart and fall onto the cotton sheets, I cover my mouth and try to stand up only to fall onto a soft but still hard chest. "Jimin, you need to stay in bed, your really sore." Yoongis voice sounds sad, hurt, worried. I slowly nod and allow him to pick me up bridal style, he carries me to the bed and slowly lays me down, I silently thank him as he gives me a small but still loving kiss on the cheek.

He grabs the sheets and lifts them up, joining me. He wraps his arms around my waist securely and kisses my neck, I take a nice slow deep breath in and close my eyes. I still cant believe my love is back...