Therapy | Jinmin ✔️

Fifteen

Jin tightened his robe around his waist as he pulled himself together before opening the door for Jimin. It had been ten on the dot when Jimin rang his doorbell, making Jin's heart fall from his chest.

He thought about not opening the door when Jimin came as well as going to a hotel for the night with his daughter, but those were only temporary solutions to what seemed to be a recurring problem.

"I think I should get a key; I hate waiting out here for you to open the door every time," Jimin says once Jin opens the door. Jin looked him over and looked down to see him holding a bag in his hand.

Jimin looks Jin up and down his eyes becoming curious as they rake over Jin's silk robe. He licked his lips, wetting them, and leaned against the door frame, "what you got planned for me?"

"Can you come in, I am cold," Jin muttered to Jimin and walked away from the door, not acknowledging his comment regarding having a key to his home, that was something that would never happen.

Jimin raises his eyebrow as Jin's behavior towards him but shook it off as he walks into the house and closes the door. Taking his shoes off and leaving them by the door as he loosened his tie and followed behind Jin to his room carrying the bag with him.

When he got into Jin's room, he was surprised to hear music playing; he was interested in whatever more surprised Jin had in store for him. But that interest was short-lived when Jin spoke.

"Okay, let's have sex."

Jimin looked almost offended, "Excuse me?"

"That's what you are here for, isn't it?" Jin asked Jimin, confused.

Jimin dropped the bag on the floor and smirked as he walked over to Jin, grabbing the string of his robe, and pulling his body to his, "if you think I delayed fucking you earlier for you to now come and do this nonsense you are making a mistake. You promised me something, and I want what you promised, this right here is not it."

Jin swallowed at Jimin's tone and tried pulling himself away. Jimin hesitated on releasing his hold on Jin's robe, but did and took a step back.

He turned and walk towards Jin's room door, locking it and picked up the bag he had dropped onto the floor.

"I figured you would pull some stunt like this, so I decided to be proactive in getting what I want." He throws the bag in his hand towards Jin, and Jin caught it with his reflex.

"Put those on."

Jin's eyes widen, and he opens the bag to look inside, his eyes widening even more upon seeing what was inside.

"I-I can't wear these."

"I didn't ask; I told you to put them on," Jimin responded with a stern voice.

He opened Jin's room door, confusing Jin as he walked out.

Jin emptied the contents of the bag on his bed, and his face was turning into shock and horror as he examines everything. His attention was pulled away from the things on the bed when Jimin walked back into the room, carrying one of his dining chairs.

He locked the door and placed the chair in front of the door. "I thought I told you to put those on?" he questions while walking over to Jin. His eyes glazed over the handcuffs on Jin's bed and he picked them up, "these are mines, the rest is for you to put on. Now, get to it." he commanded and walked back over to the chair, taking a seat while twirling the handcuffs around his finger.

"J-Jimin I am pregnant, t-these-"

"Are the perfect size. Now, cut the bullshit and get dress, and if I have to repeat myself, you are going to regret it."

Jin's heart started beating fast, and he picked up the items of clothing on the bed to walk towards the bathroom when Jimin stopped him.

"Where are you going?"

"T-the bathroom."

"To do what?" Jimin tone was firm, almost making Jin jump.

"To put t-these on," Jin stated, motioning to the stuff he had in his arms.

Jimin laughed, "no, you are not. You are going to put them on right here. So, walk back around here where I can see you clearly and put them on."

Jin stood still for a while looking at Jimin, but as Jimin stopped twirling the handcuffs around his finger and was about to stand up, he moved.

Dropping the clothes back onto his bed, he fumbled with the string on his robe to hurry and take it off.

"Stop!" Jimin calls out to him, making Jin turn to face him.

"You are going to take your time, I want you to remove your robe slowly, then I want you to take your time and get dress, and at no time, unless I ask you to should you turn your back towards me. Do I make myself clear?"

Jin nods his head, not knowing how to respond with words. He never knew his life could come to this, Jimin was asking him to do things he never even did for his husband.

"I need words."

"I understand Jimin," Jin responds and turns to face Jimin fully.

"Good, now that's more like it. I am ready whenever you are." Jimin said, licking his lips and leaning back in the chair.

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A/N: Good things comes to those who wait.