I Hate You ∆yoonmin∆

Chapter 십일

Yoongi's POV

Finally sleepy time. Goodnight to myself. I hope I can sleep for- ding! The fuck was that? I never get texts/text people. Well today is different I guess. Oh shit I should open it.

When I opened the text, it was a video. I didn't check who sent it to me because I'm too lazy and that information is irrelevant anyway. I opened the video and it was... Jimin? Da fuq. I continued watching and it showed him taking off his clothes. Like all of them. I couldn't click off the video because I was too caught up in it. The video then shows him getting on his bed in a seductive way. The next thing that happened surprised me a lot. He took out a bottle of lube and put it on his fingers. He then spread his legs and began to finger himself moaning in the process.

Once he was done fingering himself, he goes off screen and comes back with... a dildo? It shows him sucking the toy and lewd sounds coming from it. I couldn't believe my eyes when he laid over and started fucking himself with it. His moans came out in a very loud way. I watched as the toy went in and out of his puckering hole. He started to slow own the thrusting and then he came. I know it because he stopped and flipped over. His body was shining with sweat and cum. The tape stopped there.

I was in so much shock that I didn't even notice Jimin walking into the room moments after I watched his masturbation video. I slowly looked down and my friend was awake and standing proudly. I tried to desperately get rid of it by sitting there and thinking of turn offs, but the video kept popping up making me go crazy on the inside.

"Hello? Yoongi hyung?!" Jimin called for my name.

"Eh?" I said back to acknowledge his presence.

"I'm laying down so move over."

"No! I mean um yeah hold on." I didn't move even though I said so.

"Hello?!" he waved his hand in front of my face.

"Okay I'm going!" I moved over and turned the other way so he couldn't feel my problem if he somehow rolled over in his sleep. The thing is, is that I hate sleeping on this side, so I flipped over immediately. It wasn't even on purpose. It was just my reflexes. He was facing the same way as me now. His body was dangerously close to mine, but I knew scooting over more would ruin my brain in the morning.

I'm going to literally die. He wouldn't scoot over and if I relax then he'll be able to feel my problem. All I wanted was my motherfucking beauty sleep and this is what I get? Life is so cruel! And harsh!

"Yoongi hyung! Stop poking my butt!" Oh to the shit.

"Um... you see young one... that isn't my finger," I told him.

"What the fuck Yoongi? How do you get a boner by sitting here and doing nothing?" He asked.

"Wait did you send me that?" I asked.

"Send what?! I didn't send anything to you!"

"Uh yes you did. Open your messages," I told him as he flipped around to face me with his phone in hand. The light from his phone was enough to allow me to see his eyes widen when he noticed he sent me his tape.

"Um that wasn't meant for you!" he said very flustered.

"Well okay I still saw it and here we are now."

"Well go to sleep. An accident is an accident."

"Um I can't. Displaying a boner when you go to bed isn't the most comfortable thing ever," I said as I rolled my eyes.