Forget Me Not✓| Yoonmin(+18)

chapter twenty four (part two)

I can't believe I'm tightly sleeping beside joon...with kook on his other side.

Jimin is staying at yoongi's and joon demanded that we have a "sleepover" and apparently it means having us both in his little bed for sleep. These two have been fucking giggling for an hour before finally falling asleep but I'm finding it hard to find sleep because...well because a certain someone's hand's is somewhere...more specifically, kook's hand's on my dick.

If he wasn't snoring, I would've thought he's doing it on purpose. Despite his sensitive personality, he's a muscle pig and has a heavy hand...and veiny...and milky white. It would've made me pop a boner if I was...well, normal.

Instead, I carefully put his hand away and get out of bed. I don't think I can sleep tonight; not after the way he cried is the car...I might not like him, but I prefer not to be an asshole and make him cry; all in all, I feel like shit.

I go to the kitchen, opening the fridge and getting a beer out. Jimin's not fond of me drinking but he's not here...thankfully.

I turn around and my heart nearly stops because he's standing inches from me in the dim lights. "what the fuck..."

He comes even closer if that's possible. "did I...I was asleep but I think I unintentionally...touched you...there?"

I gulp, holding the cold can tighter to calm down. he seems curious and a little playful...reminding me of jimin at times but also a little shy...the cute kind of shy that's bold at the same time...resulting in him shamelessly peeking down at...my dick?!

I shove him out of my way. "only in your dreams...didn't know I had that kind of effect on you."

I hear his feet paddling behind, the sound muffled cause of his pink socks. "I...I don't! and...you're not affected...at all?!"

I turn around sharply and he takes a step back, seeming a little intimidated by my glare. "did you do it to get a reaction? Cause whiny babies don't turn me on."

He flinches but soon recovers and glares back. "I don't think anyone can really turn you on...what was it? debisexual?"

I bite the inside of my cheek to keep my tongue in check. Not gonna make him cry again but he's giving me every reason to. This brat.

I grab his shirt collar, not too harsh but hard enough to make a point. "you're walking on a thin thread bunny...I'm trying so hard to respect you but you're not giving me any reasons. Watch your mouth and like I said, keep your head where it belongs or we're gonna have problems..."

He's blinking slowly, seeming like he's a little afraid of the way I'm spitting words in his face. literally. "I ...I...will."

I'm a little surprised at his sudden obedience and I see that he's getting a little red, grabbing the hand that's choking him with his collar and I immediately leave him, feeling a little remorse for getting carried away. he quickly runs away to joon's room and I only get a glimpse of his glossy eyes.

Fuck.

***

"Are you starting to maybe...like him?" Jimin is cautious, peeking at me while he's chopping up ingredients for lunch.

I glare at him. "would you stop being a genius for a second?"

He giggles. "just a guess...you don't usually lose your calm around people you don't care about."

I sigh, taking a bite out of the apple I've been holding for an hour. "he's just...so whiny all the time! he doesn't shut up and ever since he heard me that day, he's been acting like a little shit."

He chuckles. I'm glad at least someone's enjoying this. "it's his normal form. Don't let his muscles fool you...he's a sensitive submissive and...wait for it...bottom."

I'm unamused. "the six-year-old playing in the other room begs to differ."

He grins, putting the onions in the hot pan. "that doesn't mean anything. he felt like he had to top cause of his muscles or his pride and all that nonsense...he's grown out of it now. A total baby. Just how you like them."

I scoff at him, feeling upset that he's doing this. "could you please stop this shit? You know how I am and yet you're trying to set us up like I'm normal!"

He stirs the sizzling onions, now serious like me. "don't yell and please don't call yourself abnormal. There's nothing wrong with you...you just need more time and that's perfectly fine. It doesn't mean you can't date. Kook knows but he's interested either way so why not give it a shot?"

I gulp, swallowing down the lump in my throat and blinking back my traitorous tears, feeling like screaming at him. "just keep your fantasies to yourself. I don't like his bitchy ass and that's it. not everyone is living a Disney movie like you."

He glares at me, his eyes holding a look of hurt. "our relationship's not all flowers too but that's life tae."

He turns his back to me, busying himself and ignoring me for the rest of the day.

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hi people :) how you doing?

have you ever gone to therapy? if yes, did it work for you? I'm debating it at the moment cause I'm a little hesitant about it being worth the try.