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overprotective • namgi + jimin (bts) ❌

Theme: Namjoon and Yoongi are your hot overprotective brothers, while Jimin is your badass boyfriend. They automatically don't like each other. Requested by bby_girl_niah .

**You fucking hated Mondays. You hated them so much you wouldn't mind if the personified man of Monday wearing a business suit jumped off his corporation building. You wanted the personified man to feel pain. That's how much you felt against Mondays. Not even your hot badass boyfriend, Park Jimin, could change your thought process on the beginning of each week—unless he's doing what he's currently doing under the sheets.

"Shittttt," you moaned as your hand traveled back under the sheet to grip your boyfriend's hair. This Monday was the only exception. "How are you so good at this?"

"Practice," he says as his head pops out from under the sheets. His lips are glistening and wet from eating his meal, and he looks so hot. He is smirking with a sexy-ass look on his face."You better keep quiet if you don't want your brothers to know I'm in your room."

The thought of being caught made the situation even hotter. Call you an exhibitionist, but you fucking loved being loud. Mostly for Jimin and definitely not for your brothers. That's disgusting. So you covered your mouth when Jimin's tongue ran over that particular bundle of nerves that has you biting your palm, only as to not get caught by your brothers.

"J-iminnnn," you whine out, not being able to control yourself at this point. You take ahold of Jimin's hair tighter and buck up. His hand clamps over you mouth until he's finished and lapping up your plentiful juices. You shake uncontrollably as his tongue keeps a constant speed. His hand is still muffling your sounds.

Suddenly the door handle jingles hard and you can hardly move from the after-pleasure-feeling-state your boyfriend loves to put you in. Jimin looks unbothered as he pulls his white t-shirt back on. He smirks at you as you scramble to put your pajamas on.

"Hold on!" Once your underwear and shorts are on, you push Jimin away. You whisper, "Get in the bathroom."

"No, let them know I'm here making you feel so good," Jimin says picking you up into his arms. You squeak out and wrap your arms and legs around Jimin's torso. "I know you wanna be heard, baby."

"Y/N open the fucking door!" You're older brother Yoongi yelled while banging on the door until you can open it. "If I find him in there again, so help me god!"

"Will you at least get in the bathroom, papi?" You say kissing his ear because you know he will listen to you like this. You have him in the palm of your hand even though he won't show it. You bite his ear lope for effect.

"Mmm~ Fine."

"You better be quiet, too, or I'm not given you anything else today." You hop off of him. How he was so strong to effortlessly hold you in one place without the support of the wall is phenomenal to you. You push him quietly into the bathroom while turning the light off. Right when you're getting ready to clothes him in the shower curtain, he gestures to his lips with a cute pout. You giggled softly and lean in to kiss him.

When you get to the bedroom door after hiding Jimin, you unlock the door only to have it almost slam in your face. Yoongi and Namjoon, both burly men, tumble into your room without so much as asking. They're searching high in low—under the bed, in the closet, out the window. They find nothing which internally makes you laugh; only because of how idiotic they look.

"Excuse me. What is it you're looking for exactly?"

"Don't play dumb with us, Y/N! We know he's here!" Namjoon scolds with his arms crossed against his chest. His brow is furrowed in anger, but you can't bring yourself to care. They needed to get over this obsession with killing your boyfriend. "Just point him out, and we won't tell Dad."

"Even if my boyfriend was in here, which he's not as you can clearly see, I would never rat him out to you guys. Get out of my room. I have to get dressed for school."

"Y/N!!" Namjoon scolds again. Your eyes get wide as you look at your brother Yoongi making his way to the bathroom as Namjoon yells at you.

"Hey!" You rush over to Yoongi stopping him in the doorway. "That's private. Can't you guys respect my privacy like good brothers instead of being all nosy. Get out!"

Yoongi doesn't listen to you as he pushes you out of the way. You're panicking for your boyfriend; you're holding onto Yoongi for dear life.

"Get off of me, Y/N. Stop that hurts!"

"Y/N let go of Yoongi! Hey, OWW!!"

You grab both of your brothers by the ears and pull them to the bedroom door. They are whining that it hurts, that their ears going fall off, blah blah blah, but you continue to pull. You finally get to the door and push them out.

"Stay the fuck out of my room or next time it will be me twisting your balls instead of your ear!" With that, you slam the door in your brothers' faces with a huff. You go the bathroom and yank the curtain open to find your boyfriend on the floor, curled into a ball with a shampoo bottle covering his face. You laugh at how cute he is without even trying. "They're all gone, papi."

"Good. This was so emasculating."

"Oh, baby. Don't worry," you said pulling him up and bringing his face close to yours. You kiss the tip of his nose which causes it to crinkle like a rabbit. "When I return the favor after school, that'll emasculate you enough."