In His House | COMPLETED

28. What is happening to me?

Yoongi walked back to his bedroom, where Jimin was lying on his bed since the incident with Jungkook. Jimin said he didn't want to be alone, and Yoongi didn't have the heart to make the boy go to his own room.

"Who was that?" Jimin asked. His blond hair was the only thing to be seen because he covered his whole body with Yoongi's blanket.

"No one."

"It was Jungkook, wasn't it?"

Yoongi sighed. "Yeah, but I made him leave."

"Thank you."

"It's nothing." Yoongi started walking inside his room towards his studio, where he was before Jungkook knocked on the door. "I'll be here if you need anything." Immediately, Jimin uncovered his face and looked at Yoongi. His expression showed that he wanted to ask something, but he didn't dare. "What's wrong?"

"N-nothing." Jimin lied.

"You want to say something, I know it."

"Umm..."

"Just say it. Don't be scared."

"C-Could you please come to b-bed?" Jimin looked away feeling embarrassed. But he didn't want to be alone that night.

"I don't think that's a good idea." They both knew he was referring to the night before.

"Please, hyung. I don't want to sleep alone. I won't b-bother you again." Jimin felt pathetic for asking. "Just for tonight sleep with me."

Yoongi's heart melted when he heard it.

What's happening to me?

"Sure." Yoongi noticed how embarrassed Jimin looked after asking. "And you're not bothering, Jiminie."

Yoongi turned off all the lights and laid on his bed, even though it wasn't his side. He gulped down when he realized everything was dark and he had Park Jimin beside him.

How fast life can change. He was sleeping beside the high school's pink-haired boy. The small boy who had confessed to him when they were younger. The boy whose heart he broke. But something had changed. He didn't feel the same way towards him.

I don't hate him, he isn't annoying to me anymore. In fact, I like the boy, he is really cute and it is nice when we spend some time together... Like that week when we watched movies together or when he reads for me. Yoongi thought as he smiled absentmindedly in the dark.

He's afraid of speaking to me sometimes, but when he does he's really funny... and he's smart, I can see it when he's doing his assignments. Why did I hate him? Yoongi stopped wondering when he realized he was smiling.

Thank God the room is dark. Oh, my God, the room is dark. I'm with Park Jimin in a dark room. And this boy's so cute and he... Stop it, Min Yoongi. Stop thinking nonsense. You're straight. You've never liked a man and you never will. You just get along well with him now.

Yoongi panicked and closed his eyes to force himself into sleep. It worked after a few minutes.

Yoongi woke up when he felt something -or someone- moving above him. It felt good.

"Hyung, wake up." Yoongi's eyes opened when he heard that sweet voice. He saw the owner of that voice sitting on him like a cowboy. The position looked rather sensual, but that boy looked so innocent. Almost like an angel.

"Jimin." Yoongi whispered, smiling brightly when he saw Jimin smiling at him. Jimin's eyes turned into crescents and Yoongi felt himself melting at the sight. "Jimin," he whispered again. This time he realized something different in the younger. "Your hair is pink."

Jimin smiled even wider as he moved his hips back and forth on Yoongi's. Yoongi's breath hitched.

"Yes, it's been pink for years." Jimin laughed. His hips were working wonders on Yoongi. The movement clouded his thoughts, but he still had a little self-control remaining to make a few more questions.

"W-What are you doing?" Yoongi asked when Jimin leaned to kiss his neck with soft pecks.

"Kissing you." Jimin smiled and made a path of kisses that led to Yoongi's jawline.

"W-Why?" Yoongi, control yourself.

Jimin kissed Yoongi's lips softly and Yoongi felt something weird in his stomach and his heart started beating faster. Jimin's lips felt like gummies and Yoongi wanted more.

"Because I love you." Jimin smiled, then kissed Yoongi a little more. "I love my boyfriend." Jimin giggled. That was the most beautiful sound Yoongi had heard. He was about to answer when Jimin moved his hips once again, but more aggressively. Yoongi had to hold back a groan.

How can he be smiling like the purest angel while doing something so sinful? That pink hair doesn't help... wait, Jimin is blond right now, why is he...

"Hyung." Jimin moaned. And leaned to trap Yoongi's lips, interrupting his thoughts. "Hyung, I can't hold back anymore, can you please fuck me?" He whimpered.

Yoongi almost choked. "W-What are you saying?"

"Hyung, don't make me beg again. I need it right now." Jimin's eyes got teary, but he suddenly got off Yoongi and kneeled in front of him. "Hyung, please." He was almost crying.

Then it hit him.

I'm dreaming.

As he realized it, his eyes opened for real this time. He sat up all of a sudden, breathing heavily. He couldn't help the disappointment when he realized it was all a dream.

What was that dream? Why am I disappointed and why the fuck did I enjoy it?

He didn't realize the other side of the bed was empty until he heard someone opening the door. Yoongi's eyes got wider because what he had in front of him -especially after that dream- wasn't helping.

Jimin was only wearing his black boxers and his hair was disheveled. He is back at exhibitionism, huh?

"Good morning." Jimin smiled and his eyes almost disappeared just like in the dream. Yoongi had to suppress a growl. "I was about to take a shower, but I thought maybe you want to go first."

Yoongi tried to look away. He couldn't watch Jimin like that. "Umm, it doesn't matter. You go first."

"Ok, I'll hurry up so you won't be late." Jimin said as he yawned and stretched his arms, showing his v line. Yoongi almost drooled.

"Y-Yeah, thanks."

Jimin smiled again and left the room. Yoongi finally groaned in desperation, realizing he had a little -or a huge- problem.

What's happening to me?!

Panicked gay 🥺