BTS ONESHOTS - b X b

Happy Birthday (Seokmin)

Seokjin bites his hand, his other grabbing onto the bed sheets tightly as he watches as Jimin takes him whole. Jimin swallows around him expertly, bobbing his head at such a fast pace that the older thought that he would choke. He doesn't, as per usual.

"Jimin-n, b-baby, it's your birthda-y, not mine," Seokjin calls out, sharply inhaling as Jimin hums. The younger pops off, taking his hand and rapidly stroking as he watches as Seokjin squirms. "I know, but you always do things for me-like last year, when you held me up against the wall and used your tongue for your birthday-and I just wanted to..you know, return the favor.."

Seokjin didn't hear a goddamn thing.

He was just too focused on the way Jimin's small yet professional hand gliding over the soft flesh of his erection. Jimin's mouth was suddenly around him again, his hot and wet muscle tonguing Seokjin's crown and swirling to the best of his ability. Seokjin meant everything to him.

The first he thought of when he wakes up, and the last thing he thinks of before he sleeps. Jin has helped him too many times to count, giving him his infinite support and wisdom. Jimin has never loved anyone more or even close to his boyfriend.

His childhood and early teenage years were long and gruelling, and they were ultimately torture. Jimin's mother was and still is an alcoholic, and although his father is very loving and more of a mother than his actual mother, Jimin has a hatred for him still. Jimin's father had done nothing when his own wife had hurt their son. Just watched. But then seokjin came. He was three years older, and it was when Jimin was in his freshman year that he noticed him. Seokjin has always been attending his school, he was just so focused on not doing anything wrong to pay attention to people. The second Jimin had seen him he had decided that that was the person he's going to marry.

Seokjin actually started noticing the younger when he had auditioned for the school play. Jimin had trued our for the lead role and had nailed every single last note perfectly. Seokjin was astonished. He was in love. During play practice, they would sneak quick glances at each other during practice, and every once and a while catch one another sneaking in glimpses. Eventually, Seokjin broke the barrier they had both placed. He went over to jimin and started a conversation. That conversation leads to an exchange in numbers, which lead to texting all the time which lead to no sleep, which leads to angry parents.

When Jimin's mother had found out that Jimin had scored a seventy out of one hundred, she was infuriated. Jimin had lost all privileges and was forced to quit the play. Seokjin was suspicious and as creepy as it sounds, followed him home. He saw that Jimin lived in a fairly wealthy neighbourhood, but also saw Jimin get abused, emotionally and physically all as the father watched.

What happened the next day should and probably is considered kidnapping. Seokjin forced Jimin into his car and drove to all the fun places he could think of, keeping Jimin out until dark. They drive down Jimin's street, the younger nervously clutching onto his pants. Seokjin drives right past his house. "U-um Jin?..you passed my ho-use," seokjin smiles at him. "I know,"

That's how their relationship began. We'll go deeper into their past some time else.

Seokjin's member pulsated and ached inside of Jimin's hot and tight mouth, bringing him closer and closer. Seokjin grips Jimin's head, deeply thrusting further and harder. Jimin hums contently, leaning on Seokjin's muscular thighs as the older male thrusts deep into his throat. His deep groans cause Jimin to smile. Jimin was so lucky to call Kim Seokjin his.

Jin's hips come to a stop, his nails grasping at Jimin's soft hairs and tugging at them as his warm cum slides down Jimin's more than ready throat. Jimin licks the excess of happily, looking up at his boyfriend for approval. Seokjin grabs his face and pulls him up to his lap, kissing him deeply. "Happy birthday, Jiminie. I love you more than words can describe," Jimin dusts a pink, and leans his head on Seokjin's right shoulder, hugging him. "I bet I love you more," Seokjin smiles. "More than numbers, I hope," Jimin giggles.

They have been saying those words since the first day of them dating.

Jimin's going to miss hearing that every day. He pushes back those thoughts, and nuzzles closer to his boyfriend.

A/n: ITS SUCKY BUT YA KNOW, LIFE IS TRASH