We're Way Too Different

Episode 18

''Baby, no!'' Jimin grabs a hold of Yoongi in the bed. ''You can't leave me.'' He hugs him tighter. 

''Jimin...'' Yoongi whines. 

''N-no.'' He sniffles. Yoongi feeling the water-like substance hit his neck. 

''A-are you crying?'' Yoongi asks, pulling Jimin's head up, and seeing tears full-on streaming down his face. 

''Baby,'' He sighs, sitting up with the munchkin wrapped around him. ''It's only three days. I'll be back before you even know it.'' Yoongi pets his hair, pecking his lips. ''Plus I should be crying to not leave you after what-'' He stops himself. 

''Really Yoongi?'' Jimin's tears disappear and he gets off of him. ''I thought we were past this? I thought you forgot about that.'' 

''I'm sorry. It just came out. At least I stopped myself.'' He tries to defend. 

''Like that makes it any better that you still don't trust me.'' His eyebrows scrunch up into a frown. 

''Jiminie, baby, I'm sorry. I won't bring it up again.'' He grabs the younger by the waist and put him on his lap. He drags his fingers over the multiple hickeys, who have yet to leave Jimin's fair skin. ''They look great on you.'' He smirks. He grabs Jimin by the jaw and forcefully moves his head to the side, attaches his lips to Jimin's weak spot. The spot around his jugular. Jimin would be gone in an instant, light on his feet, even if Yoongi breathes on that spot. 

''Mhm...'' A quiet whimper leaves him, as his breathing speeds up. ''Yoongi, stop-'' He grabs on his shoulders. He knew Yoongi had to pack, but couldn't bring himself to actually push him away. 

''Is that what you really want?'' He asks with his lips still on his neck, the vibration causing a moan to leave him. His erection his growing and he can't help but get turned on by the second. 

''Please-'' His words can barely come out. 

''What do you want Jimin-ah?" 

''I-'' He stutters, his mouth forming an ''O'' shape at the feeling, and his words barely being able to leave him. 

''Use your words, love...'' He bites down hard on the hickey. 

''Fuck me, please,'' Jimin begs at this point. 

''With pleasure.'' Yoongi flips him over, removing his boxers, followed by pulling Jimin's down his legs. He was already dripping in pre-cum, and his thighs were somewhat soaked in his own juices. Yoongi takes no time in wrapping Jimin's legs around his torso and entering him. 

Jimin lets out a quick gasp, as his eyes snap open and close again involuntarily. His nails claw at Yoongi's back, and the pain just makes the sex even better. Yoongi speeds up his thrust, as Jimin's moans get louder, and more drawn out. 

''Don't stop, please...'' Jimin throws his head back at the pure ecstasy he's feeling. 

''I wasn't intending to.'' Yoongi whispers in his ear, kissing around his weak spot. Every stroke, he hit the younger's prostate. He had a gift for doing that. For driving Jimin nuts, all by making him sane again. ''I'm close Jimin.'' He moans.

Before he could blink, Jimin came right in between them, coating both of their stomachs in cum. Yoongi follows right after, and ride it out, while they both pant heavily. He gently lets himself fall next to Jimin. 

''Now you're behind on packing...'' Jimin chuckles, at him. 

''Well, if I get in the shower on time, I'll make to the plane, before Namjoon begins blowing up my phone, asking about my whereabouts.'' He explains and sits up. 

''I want to come.'' Jimin follows behind him and they make their way to the bathroom. 

Thirty minutes later, Yoongi was inside getting dressed, while Jimin packed his bags. He shouts out what he should and shouldn't pack for him, but the younger knew already. 

''It's three days, your duffle bag is thick enough to make me think you're permanently leaving.'' Just as he's finishing his sentence, Yoongi walks out in a tight tee, and skinny ripped jeans, accompanied by a distressed jacket and black boots. 

''Jimine, I'm not permanently leaving. Stop stressing.'' He hugs Jimin and kisses him on the forehead. 

''Fine, I won't. But, since I'm driving you there, get in the car before Namjoon starts calling. '' Jimin suggests and Yoongi obeys, grabbing the zipped duffle bag and heading out, with Jimin on his heels. 

Halfway to the private hanger, Yoongi, who is driving puts his hand in Jimin's inner thigh. "Do you remember last time we were in a car driving to the airport?" He asks as he makes a turn under the light and onto the narrow roadway, with barely any cars passing by with forestry on both sides of the road.

Jimin's mind goes to that moment, and his face turns red as ever. "Y-yeah, I remember. Why?" He stutters a little.

Yoongi pulls up in the empty parking spot and turns off the car. The plane can be seen from afar, and since they're here a few minutes early, Namjoon wouldn't be blowing up his phone. 

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After changing his shirt, they drive to the hanger parking and he steps out of the car. Grabs his duffle bag, and makes his way over to Jimin who was walking to the driver's seat in order to drive back to the house. ''I'll see you in three days alright?'' He hugs him and gives him a long kiss. 

''Alright?'' He pulls away and smiles at Yoongi. Jimin watches as Yoongi walks off, and he gets in the car and drives off. 

After a short drive back to Yyongi's house, a tired Jimin pulls up in the driveway, locks the car and walks into the house locking the door behind him. He makes his way to the room, changes into Yoongi's sweatpants and a sweatshirt, and he drops dead on the bed, sleep already took him. 

An hour or so later, the bedroom door slowly opens up. Four men in all black make their way into the room. Jimin is asleep, having no idea that there are four strangers looking at him as he sleeps. 

''Knock him out so he doesn't wake up.'' One of them whispers to his partner, that was enough for Jimin to wake up. 

''Who the fuck are you?'' He shoots up out of the bed, grabbing the side lamp and hitting the guy closer to him with it. The lamp goes off and shatters into pieces as the guy grunts in pain. 

''Grab him!'' Another shouts, already walking towards Jimin. 

''Grab him my ass...'' Jimin mumbles, throwing a kick to the guy right in the groin, and having him tumble down in excruciating pain. 

''Fuck!'' He exhales. 

''That's it...'' The other two say, being fed up with the fact that he's putting up a fight. One of them jumps on the bed, accidentally kick his phone to the ground, and the other not meaning to but steps on it, the screen shattering. 

''That was an expensive phone.'' Jimin sighs, throwing another kick, but the guy catches his foot. While the one behind him stabs a needle in his neck, and right there, his vision goes blurry. All he recalls from there is being dragged down the stairs and placed into a black van, ''You're a feisty one...'' The guy he hit in the groin says as he leans over him. Yet his voice sounds far, and that's it. He's out like a light. .