Strip that down - Honey (BTS | Vmin FF) Eng

Chapter 10 - Self-monitoring

Taehyung pov.:

Taehyung made some popcorn and put it with two glasses of cola on the coffee table. Waiting for Jimin he settled down. He could scour Jungkook for having treated Jimin so disrespectfully. What a lot to him to touch him. Nobody was allowed to do that. Nobody without exception! Nobody except perhaps... he himself... No! Taehyung no! He didn't even know what he had in mind to take him with him. Really stupid, if you thought about how much he wanted him.

The minutes Jimin spent in the bathroom felt like hours. What had the boy been in the bathroom for so long? Slowly Taehyung worried a bit. He wanted to see him when Jimin waltzed into the living room. Tae couldn't believe what he saw.

Jimin was wearing his much too big sweater, which just covered his butt. Underneath, the black leather boxer shorts flash out of the club. And to his shock he wore ONLY the boxers and the sweater. With his mouth open, he stared at his naked skin. The blood shot to his center and made his limb stiff, pressing against the fabric of his pants.

"D... the pants were way too big," stammered Jimin, embarrassed. How would Tae please survive a night? If it went on like this, he would still attack him. Jimin tried hard to pull the sweater and pulled it down so you couldn't see anything. Tae swallowed heavily. As soon as he had pulled the sweater down he slipped up again and exposed the provocative leather. God, he would have loved to rip those boxers off his body. Oh no Kim Taehyung kept control. You can control your instincts! You have your own body under control.

"With a high red face Jimin looked to the ground and sits down carefully next to him. He. Was. So. Cute. May one stand by him. "So film or talk?" Tae asked him.

"W... as you like" The nervousness was clear to him and he fell into an embarrassingly touched silence.

"Then we talk" Jimin nodded weakly. Apparently he would have liked the film better, but why did he never say what he wanted himself? He must urgently learn to assert himself. He didn't want to imagine what else could happen without him. Oh no Jimin had to learn that!

But what Taehyung didn't like at all was that Jimin seemed to keep a minimum distance of ten meters. It was not to be overlooked at all that he tried to be distance. Was he afraid of him? Or was it a kind of self-protection, because of all the men from the club? Neither option pleased Taehyung.

"You can come closer. I won't bite you" Even if he wanted to nibble terribly on those tender lips and brand his neck. No no no. Again Jimins cheeks took the light blush and he moved a little bit closer to Tae. Wow that was definitely not enough. Impatiently he pulled him onto his lap, which made Jimin squeal in shock. Taehyung had to laugh. How could he have been so sweet?

The closer to him was much better. Even though Jimin seemed only more insecure, as he plucked his sweater nervously. No, don't think about the sweater. Or better said, about what he wasn't wearing.

"So Jimin, how did you slip into the stripper scene?" It could not be overlooked that he didn't do it just like that. Or even for pleasure, like most others. Embarrassed, Jimin looked at his little feet.

"You know, my parents died early, so I'm an orphan. And I don't have any relatives either. It was so terrible in the orphanage that I ran away. And without a school-leaving certificate, it's hard to find a job. Somehow I have to make ends meet" A faint, bent smile lay on his lips. This boy was so incredibly brave. He would have deserved so much better life. Taehyung would love to put the world at his feet. Would want to make it possible for him to quit this stupid job. Feverishly he thought about how he could help him.

"But please don't feel sorry or anything... I hate something like that", Jimin added and he cuddles up to Tae's breast. So he didn't want pity. He was so young and already had so much burden to carry with him.

"I have no pity. I admire you for your bravery and I have an idea" Jimin looked up surprised.

"W... what do you mean?

"It's a good thing that a waiter's plate became available in my restaurant last week" That was the solution. He would always be able to see Jimin and all those dirty bags would never touch him again. He was then safe with him. Tae would take care of that personally. Jimin's eyes widened.

"You have a restaurant? U... and you would let me work there?" Tae grinned conceitedly. He was quite proud of his restaurant.

"Why not?"

"A... but I can't accept..."

"What did I say earlier. Don't argue with me. You can only refuse if you don't like it" This boy. When would he learn that he had to think of himself and not always of everyone else?

He just had to say yes. What if he didn't like it? What if he refused? Then he would hardly see him and he would always have to think about what other men might be doing to him right now. Taehyung became very bad at the thought that other guys touched him and that even against his will.

Oh hopefully he would just agree. He didn't want to miss this man out of his life anymore and to know him safe.

Security, which he alone wanted to give him.