BTS YoonMin Imagines - Collection 2

Sweeter Than Sugar Pt. 2

Hello!

It's a little steamy at the beginning😏 but it's nothing too nasty

BABY WARNING
THIS SHIT IS GONNA BE EXTREMELY DETAILED AND DESCRIPTIVE, SO STRAP IN FOLKS 😁

Enjoy!

PREVIOUSLY...

"'Give it up for Sweeter Than Sugar!'

It was then that the curtains opened and the performers were revealed. The eight of us squirmed in our seats and gulped. Only Mingi had the ability to speak.

'Oh, no they didn't.'"

Jimin POV:

I don't know why I was nervous. I never get nervous when we perform. I'm always calm and collected and confident in my moves. Most of the time, I'm up front and center to catch people's attention and get them hooked into our dancing, and that's exactly what I was going to do that night. I may have been nervous because the club offered us a spot that night and Jeongguk booked the gig without telling the rest of us. It may have been because we had all been out all day and we were a little tired. It may have even been because we didn't have time to practice the whole thing before we got there. But it was mostly because I was worried about Yoongi.

When he asked me for a kiss earlier in our room, he looked and sounded so vulnerable. I knew that everything with Chanyeol and EXO was stressing him out, but I didn't know what happened that made him so dependent on my comfort. Every time he is around me he is gentler and free of the mask he wears all day, but it is a rare occurrence that he becomes so fragile. In all honesty, I didn't want to leave him. The both of us would've rather stayed in our room and cuddled while sharing heartfelt kisses and whispered praises. But there we were, me about to step on stage and him waiting in suspense.

"Give it up for Sweeter Than Sugar!" the announcer said, earning him an abundance of whistling, hollering, and applause. Jeongguk turned to face us and smirked which we all did in response.

"Show time, babies," he said with mischief laced in his voice. With that, he turned around again and stepped aside to let me stand front and center. I took in a deep breath and blew it out in a steady stream. With that, the curtains were pulled and the club went wild: all except for a certain booth of eight that were just watching with sultry gazes and pleased smirks.

I could instantly feel Yoongi's lustful stare. When my eyes scanned through the red hued room, I found his eyes scanning me up and down with a smirk on his lips, taking in the outfit Jeongguk and the other babies had secretly bought for me earlier. And let's just say that I definitely won't be wearing it anywhere besides the club and our bedroom; Yoongi would most certainly kill me if I did.

Clinging snugly to my toned torso was a black, mesh crop top that left no part of my skin unseen. A pair of fashionable, baggy cargo pants accompanied the top along with a pair of black combat boots. I had a light dusting of eye shadow and other makeup along with some body glitter gently brushed across my skin. Through my shirt, you could see a few of my small tattoos and all of the fresh love bruises Yoongi gave me earlier in the shower. Everything about my appearance was the perfect balance between teasing and revealing, and it was driving Yoongi crazy. But that was the goal after all.

When I hit my mark at the front of the stage and the babies got in their positions, I spoke, my voice deep and smooth, just the right way to make Yoongi lick his lips and stare into my soul like he wanted to devour me.

"Like Heechul said, this is a very special performance, and we are delighted to be here tonight. But unless you want to lose your hands, I suggest you keep them to yourselves. Isn't that right, babies?" The babies all agreed in a collective hum. The men and women in the crowd were already hypnotized by our presence, and we hadn't even started dancing yet. I shifted on my feet and put my hands on my waist.