'logolepsy' || y.min [Oneshots]

"-FRUITY TASTE-" (JIM+YOON)

Hello,
I missed you all so much!
I hope you're doing well.
I decided to write this smol, little story to give myself and everyone else some yoonmin content because we need it. T--T

Please be warned, there is sexual intimacy involved!

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Enjoy,
    my little fairies!🌙💜

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The stranger tasted like blueberries.

Everytime Jimin's hot tongue flicked over his cold, wet lips and straight into the warm heat of his mouth, Jimin instantly received the sweet taste, and now smelled of blueberry gloss, too. Pouty lips shone under the pale lights with spit and a hint of dark-blue glitter. He was gorgeous.

"You're driving me crazy," Jimin mumbled against the man's pouty lips, and slowly backed him up against the cool wall, shadows covering their bodies.

He could feel his heart thumping against his ribcage, louder and clearer than usual. The alcohol in his blood tingled and the sharp liquid he had swallowed earlier showed through the way his body started reacting to it. Jimin felt dizzy and was barely able to keep himself on his feet.

His vision was so blurry. Jimin couldn't make the face of the stranger out, but the way the other's plush lips moved against his, slow and deep, showed Jimin that he was messing with the right one.

Jimin had never liked the thought of messing around with another person. He was the type who preferred to be emotionally attached to another person, a person from whom he knew the personality.

But this time, he didn't need to know the stranger in blueberry gloss personally to hold him for one night.

Jimin truly had no idea how this had happened. He had told Jeongguk and Taehyung, with whom he had attended the club, that he went outside to smoke a little, hoping the cold, fresh air and the cigarette might sober him up because he was the one in charge for their sleek, black car. But he had ended up with this man instead. And he didn't find any regret buried in his chest.

Instead of sobering up, Jimin felt like he was getting high off of the intimacy between them. The possibility to forget reality and his worries for one night was too tempting.

That's why he focused on the way the stranger's hands slipped down his back towards Jimin's full behind. Jimin could feel the coldness radiating from the large hands and shivered.

He sighed into the other's mouth before fully pressing himself against him. Jimin's own hands settled on the stranger's narrow hips. Leather. He was wearing a belt. Jimin felt a raspy, amused chuckle against his full lips.

"Mmm..what?" Jimin questioned, whispering his words against the other's cold, soft check before wandering down to run the tip of his nose along the man's sharp jaw.

"Your name," The other almost demanded. Jimin lingered. It was the first time this night he was able to hear the stranger's voice. His body tingled in strange excitement.

The other had slurred his mumbled, demanding words and Jimin was surprised at how deep and attractive he sounded.

Jimin gulped as he began kneading the other's hips in slow movements, leaning closer to him. And like Jimin was giving away a little secret, he whispered into the stranger's ear, "Jimin. Mind telling me yours?" 

"Yoongi. You're alone here tonight?" Again, that low, rough voice.

Jimin rumbled in slight bliss, his heart fluttering in his chest at the deep tone. His full lips pressed right underneath Yoongi's jaw and lingered for a moment before wandering down to bury his face in the other's exposed neck. Yoongi smelled good. Really good. "Hmm...why? Do you want someone else instead?"

A throaty laugh escaped Yoongi's pouty lips. Pretty.  "... you're meeting my standards for now, Jimin," He muttered and squeezed Jimin's full behind for confirmation. Shit.

Jimin bit his full bottom lip, trying to hold a hot gasp in. Drunk. So drunk and blurry. "...good, I want you to like me.."

Oh, but little had Jimin known that it was the first and last time he had seen the stranger.

Because the next morning, he woke up in his soft bed with a headache so strong, he almost fell asleep right after. The only thought that crossed his mind was--Taehyung and Jeongguk must have brought him back home. Jimin probably had been too drunk to recall what had happened.

Only the faded blueberry taste had lingered on Jimin's full lips.

A pity.

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I hope you enjoyed this little 'story'!
It isn't much,
but
I wanted to update )):

Please feel free to comment and give me suggestions if you have any in mind!!

I love you, please be safe and have a good day/night.

💜🌙