Bloodlust | Vmin

Chapter 1 - Control

"Argh, Goddammit! Why do you always win?! It's not fair!" Jimin complained as he looked at the Game Over screen with a frown.

After classes were over for the day, the two boys went straight to Jimin's place, wanting to catch up on things and play some video games together.

"It's called skill. You should try that sometime." Taehyung teased.

"No, it's called cheating, you potato!" Jimin accused, trying to block the other boy's view as he didn't want to lose again.

Taehyung laughed at Jimin's pathetic insult and continued focused on destroying Jimin's chances to win. He wasn't one to just let Jimin win out of pity. He knew if Jimin won, It'd have to be by doing it himself, with focus and skill. If he just let him win, that wouldn't be fair for neither of them.

That's why he always won. But he had faith that Jimin would catch up to him quickly, as he was a fast learner. Even though he was trying to cheat by blocking his view right now.

"You'll never beat me, mwahahaha!" Taehyung maniacally laughed, making the shorter male laugh so much he let out a high pitched squeak which Taehyung loved so much to hear.

"Wait, wait, no! Don't do it! NOOO!" Jimin whined loudly as Taehyung beat him once again.

He let himself fall on the bed, completely depressed about losing.

"It was a good game." The taller playfully smirked.

"Fuck you." Jimin mumbled, done with games for the moment.

Taehyung chuckled and lay down on his back next to his best friend, placing his hands behind his head.

"So, how was Japan?" Jimin asked, wanting to know about his best friend's vacation, lying down on his stomach to face Taehyung more easily.

The younger shrugged, "Kinda boring to be honest. I was mostly just killing time at home while my mom went to business conferences."

Jimin propped himself on his elbows, resting his chin on his hands. "What about people? Did you meet any Japanese beauties?" He rolled his eyes at his own question, not really knowing why.

Taehyung smirked hearing the slight bitter tone on his best friend's voice. "Why? Would you be jealous if I did?" He teased playfully.

Jimin hit his arm in defense, earning an 'ouch' from Taehyung. "As if, you nitwit!" He chuckled.

"Well, I did meet this one guy, Hamazaki Izumi. He was actually kinda cute." Taehyung said, smirking at Jimin.

"Oh, really? Is he cuter than me, though?" Jimin sassily asked, making his cutest expression, knowing Taehyung had always had a thing for his cute charms.

The taller bit the inside of his cheek, not wanting to smile like an idiot for loving this dork so much.

"Maybe..." He challenged with a smirk wanting to make the shorter suffer a little.

"Okay, that's it, you traitor!" Jimin suddenly exclaimed, throwing himself onto the taller's lap, straddling him. "Tell me I'm cuter." He demanded, lifting his hands in the air, threatening to attack the other with tickles.

Taehyung gulped hard at the sudden weight on his body. God, if only you knew what you're doing to me... He thought, grabbing the sheets tightly, trying not to think about the position that gave him bad ideas.

"You have three seconds to say that I'm the cutest person you've ever seen, or else I'm tickling you until you die." Jimin threatened once again.

Taehyung wasn't one to back down a challenge, and he took that as one.