lonely || yoonmin

11

jimin's breath stopped. at least yoongi was gone, but... he was really going to spend a day with two crazy demons. seokjin was pretty nice, though, jimin thought. he was like the good cop out of a good cop/bad cop comedy, but namjoon wasn't so nice. namjoon was sure to chew him up and spit him back out as many times as he wished. what exactly did yoongi tell them?

what if they would make him eat off the floor? or out of a bowl like a dog? he wasn't an animal!

what if they made him watch as they had sex with jungkook? at the same time!?

jimin shivered.

he didn't want to think like that. he needed to get some rest, so he tossed aside his silly thoughts and went to his bedroom, laying himself down on the bed. might as well get some rest before the big day.

he closed his eyes and allowed sleep to take over.

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jimin's heart pounded him awake. his sleep was horrible, his head was pounding and he was terrified.

'morning, jimin. enjoy the day ahead of you. i won't be reluctant to listen in. oh, and good news! i've finally learned to tune out of your thoughts!'

jimin rolled his eyes. his headache couldn't get any worse. "and it only took you how many centuries?" he mocked aloud.

'my age is irrelevant,' yoongi scoffed. 'go, get ready, jimin. i'll email you the address.'

jimin sighed, forcing himself up and out of his bed. he groaned as he walked around his room, digging through his drawers to find a suitable outfit for the kim house. he gulped.

the kim house. it sounded so daunting. but never mind that, he thought. he should get ready for the big day. it was a bit of a relaxer, though, knowing he wouldn't have to go straight to his regular office. yoongi wouldn't be the usual eye sore.

who knew, maybe this day wouldn't be as scary as he thought?

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never mind, jimin thought. it was even worse.

he felt sick as he stepped out of his car, looking up at the mansion before him. quickly, he paid his driver and turned around to be greeted by a man's chest. slowly, he looked up to be met with a friendly face (thank goodness).

"park jimin! very, very nice to have you here today!" seokjin grinned, his lips stretching to reveal his perfect teeth. jimin was truly disturbed— this man was just so perfect. was he even real? "come in, come in! jungkookie is very excited to see you again!"

jimin tilted his head in confusion. why would jungkook of all people want to see him again? they didn't even say a word to each other the last time they were face to face. "that's nice!" jimin smiled awkwardly.

he allowed himself to be ushered into the kim residence as seokjin pushed him along.

"you can take off your shoes here," jin's melodic voice said. listening to him gave jimin a similar feeling to watching the sun set. it was just so calming. how could jin be a literal demon when he was so angelic? it was so strange.

but nonetheless, jimin complied. taking off his shoes and setting them on the rack by the door, he followed jin into the next room where jungkook sat with the biggest smile on his face. he just couldn't understand why jungkook was so happy to see him all of a sudden.

"jungkook, this is jimin from our meeting!"

jungkook nodded, grinning even wider. "h-hello!"

jimin almost cooed— maybe he didn't know jungkook, but this guy was completely adorable. "hi, jungkook!"

"why don't you go chat with kookie while i get joon," jin smiled. jimin immediately nodded and went to sit by jungkook as jin left the room. then he realized— joon is kim namjoon.

he was snapped out of his thoughts before he could shudder anymore as jungkook took jimin's hands in his. "so how do you like it?"

"the house?" jimin stammered. everything was very confusing. he expected something... worse. jungkook nodded in response. "it's actually so... beautiful!"

"did you not expect this?" jungkook giggled.

"really, i thought it would be much scarier."

"why would you think that?" a voice loomed from behind jimin. he jumped. "nice to see you again, jimin."

"h-hello, sir!" jimin quickly bowed.

"oh- you don't have to-" namjoon began, clearly not knowing what to do in this situation.

"hey, jimin, no worries!" seokjin chuckled, waving his hands around. "you don't need to bow or anything! we're friendly, i swear."

jimin looked back up. "so you're not going to make me eat from the floor?" shit, he said it out loud.

"what? why would you think that?" seokjin giggled.

"they only make me do that when i misbehave," jungkook shrugged. "they're not going to make you do anything you're uncomfortable with!"

"what- really? yoongi really made me so scared for nothing," jimin laughed. "i was just so scared from last time... in that meeting. namjoon, you just seemed so angry."

"yes, about that..." jungkook started, fiddling with his thumbs. "i..."

"it's okay, kookie. i'll tell him," jin smiled. "earlier that day jungkookie was misbehaving. he acted out and was talking back, so namjoon decided to punish him. it just put him in a bad mood, is all. that's why jungkook was so quiet, too."

jimin's eyes widened. what kind of punishments were they talking about?

'probably something of the sexual genre,' yoongi's voice vibrated through jimin's skull.

'ugh, why now? it was so good up until now.'

'what are you insinuating, jimin? you should be grateful i don't decide to punish you the same way as the kims do. would you prefer that over paper work?'

jimin's face began to heat up. 'you don't even know what pleasure feels like!'

"are you feeling alright? sorry if we made you uncomfortable!" namjoon grimaced, face palming himself.

"n-no, it's not that," jimin shook his head. "it's nothing! i'm just- uhm- really... i'm really thirsty!"

"oh, then i'll get you a glass of water!" seokjin smiled. "or would you prefer juice? or soda?"

"water's good!" jimin nodded. "i'm not picky!"

'so? what will it be? would you prefer if i sexually tortured you? is that it?' yoongi's voice wouldn't give jimin a break. he was so unforgivingly shameless, jimin couldn't help but feel humiliated at the words that bounced around inside his head.

yoongi was slowly driving him crazy...