VENDETTA | VKOOK

┌THIRTEEN┐

ps before anyone asks; i wrote this with the thought of someone 'sleeping together' didn't necessarily mean penetration, it just meant doing sexual acts together. like a person giving someone a blowjob could mean sleeping together.

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The main door slammed shut, and the first that happened was a static sound erupting in the little walkie talkie Hoseok carries around.

"Uh, that Taehyung boy and the boss' kid just went off on a motorcycle. Should I stop 'em?"

The voice was of the guard who sits in the glass box outside the mansion, watching who comes in and out, taking names. Hoseok sighed.

"No. Let them go." Hoseok said. He put the walkie talkie back into his hoister and then looked at the other boys.

"I'm going to bed." Hoseok mumbled and then walked off.

Jin and Namjoon sighed, looking at each other, sharing a look. "Goodnight." Namjoon mumbled, and then the two of them also walked off to their room.

Before Yoongi could even attempt to leave, Jimin grabbed his arm. "You had no right hurting Taehyung like that! Even if we did sleep, it was before we were anything. Plus- we're nothing! Isn't that what you said yesterday?" Jimin snapped, and Yoongi turned to him.

"Jimin, I will hurt whoever I need to if I find out that they might have laid a single finger on you," Yoongi said, walking closer to Jimin.

"Why, Yoongi? I thought you didn't care about me! I thought-"

Yoongi grabbed Jimin by the waist, pushing him against the wall, towering him a little. "You think I don't care?"

Jimin gulped, looking at the darkness in his eyes. "We missed all those years together- and to finally get you back, and learn that you got hurt by so-so many men- do you know what that did to me?" Yoongi asked, and Jimin looked away.

Yoongi tugged his chin back, so they could look at each other. "I won't ever let you get hurt again, Jimin. You-you're mine. You've always been mine. I never once stopped thinking about you, baby." Yoongi whispered, and Jimin gripped onto his shirt.

"Well then you should've found me sooner," Jimin said, and Yoongi looked a little confused, but Jimin smiled a little. "Because I couldn't stop thinking about you either."

Yoongi smirked, leaning forward and pressing their lips together, holding the boy firmly. Jimin kissed back, tugging onto his hair. "Can-can we be more, Yoongs? More than nothing?" Jimin asked, and Yoongi leaned in, so their noses were brushing together.

"We were always more than nothing, babe." Yoongi said, and Jimin smiled a little. "I want you to be mine. Just mine, and no one else's." Yoongi whispered.

"Well then," Jimin whispered back, licking his lips. "Show me how much you want me."

Yoongi smirked, and squeezed Jimin's ass with his hand, making the younger boy squeak out. "That I will, baby. That I will-"

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Jungkook clutched onto Taehyung, arms around his waist, his eyes shut tightly. The wind rushed past them, making it feel like it was sending tiny shards of glass against Jungkook's skin. It was cold, most definitely, and the sound of the motorbike they were riding on added more onto the rebellion Jungkook was feeling.

"You okay?" Taehyung asked, and Jungkook kept his eyes shut, resting his forehead against the back of Taehyung's neck.

"Never been better," Jungkook replied, and then Taehyung swerved to the side very fast, rushing past a red car, which honked loudly, the man driving in the car yelling out monstrosities. Jungkook let out a squeak of fear.