Yoonmin Smut

•it's okay•

The Letter: "Despite your adicting taste, I have to do what is right if I love you. I do, indeed. If I only wanted to be greedy, I would continue to love you the way we do almost every night. So making this decision was hard, because as a once broken person, I wanted to be greedy. But I love you too much to let you suffer. I'll be gone for some days, but only when you're truly ready will I come back to love you once more. My Lord and Savior, my wonderful angel; I love you."

"I know I've made you upset, Yoongi. Please let me make it up to you. I promise I won't hurt you again." He pulls the elder's forehead to his, kissing his cheek after every other word. It was his attempt to get him out of the ignorance state. He had never seen Yoongi cry and he had to be the first reason to it ever be so. "You don't have to leave, because I'm beyond ready. You may have forced it at first, but that's only because I was nervous. So please.. don't go." He held Yoongi's face inches apart from his. Salty tears stream down flourished cheeks, built like opal stone. The man in front of a 17 year old boy, was more precious than a collectors item from centuries before them. He was a piece of art. He held so much emotion for a man of his 20's. Usually they're sex driven, but he's not. Then again, he was previously a deacon. Second hand to the preacher man. He left it all behind and lived a stress free life. "Kiss me. Don't stop loving me, I promise to you Min Yoongi that I am so in love you that I want you in my life until the day I die-" "Jimin, don't try and sugar coat any of this. I'll stay but I won't touch you. Not until I see that I haven't hurt you any further. Save the begging, you're too precious for that. We'll talk tomorrow. Get some rest." He walks out, drying his tears on the sleeve of his suit. He's such a presentable man, capable of giving his partner anything and everything they ask for. His job pays well and his attitude doesn't fit the match. Normally a guy of his position, would sleep centered and cocky. He was genuinely the light in the dark.
Jimin followed him to bed and got ready as Yoongi was finishing up. When he was done, he slid into the bed next his lover, wrapped an arm around his waist, and kissed his forehead before snuggling into his chest. Yoongi tensed up and didn't return the embrace. He didn't mean anything by it, but it broke the younger boy's heart. He meant it as helping him and himself. But was he really helping either of them?
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Okay so I decided to change up a little and give this more of a stretched story line instead of a smutty oneshot feel. This will be multiple parts and have a story within it, just to give you a taste of how my next work will possibly be. You'll be able to decide if you'll tune into my actual book easier that way. Anyways, enjoy. Give feedback :)
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