CUTS || VMIN

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WARNING: bxb smut
(i'm not gonna be putting warnings anymore 😋 the title of the book is lichrally a warning in itself. teehee!)
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taehyung sighed, letting his head hang loosely. "that's a good boy," he groaned. his hands rested on the other man's hips, guiding him up and down on his cock.

"ah! it- it feels good," the boy cried. hot tears dripped down to his chin, landing on taehyung's abdomen.

suddenly, taehyung's eyes widened. "off. now."

"wh- what? did i-"

"leave. out," he growled, pointing towards the door.

the boy did as he was told, grabbing all his clothes and throwing them on before running out the door.

taehyung sat up, and rubbed a hand down his face. a certain memory— one of his childhood was attempting to resurface.

his sixth grade teacher, touching him in ways he never wanted to be touched. and all he did was cry. his hot tears dripped onto his abdomen as he shook in fear.

taehyung rubbed a hand down his face. he started to chuckle, looking at the slits on his arm. "fuck," he shouted, exasperated.

he got up and walked over to his closet, threw on a robe and began to write. he had to meet jimin in a couple hours. he allowed his sudden inspiration to flow through him.

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"hey, jin," jimin sighed, sitting down at a table, jin sitting down next to him.

"why are you in a mood? you're meeting with taehyung again, right?"

"yeah. that's the thing. he's strange." he has cuts on his arm. why?

"he is," jin chuckled. "but he's always been a little odd. that's just tae. what time are you supposed to be meeting him again?"

"half an hour," jimin replied. he crossed his arms, allowing curiosity to eat him from the inside out. "why do you think he acts like that?"

"are we still on the taehyung subject?"

jimin nodded.

"i don't really know. but i don't think it's any of my business to ask. he buys my coffee so i like him, anyway."

jimin nodded, chewing at his bottom lip. "yeah," he said. "let me get one of your muffins."

"which one?"

"blueberry?"

"sure thing," jin smiled, going back behind the counter to ring it up.

jimin stood up to grab his muffin and pay before sitting back down, jin following.

jimin's thoughts ate him away. he considered himself to have a decent judge of character, and if anything, taehyung is weird. he's weird. jimin caught him smiling at what looked like cuts on his arms. now, being weird is fine. our oddities are what make us who we are. but taehyung was more than that. he was very weird, and not in a good way.

"jimin? hey, buddy! you in there?"

jimin startled back to reality. "yeah, i'm here," he chuckled. "what's up?"

"your writer friend should be here any minute. i'll get back behind the counter now. have fun!" seokjin giggled before walking back to his workspace in the cafe.

what was that all about?

just as jimin finished up his muffin, the door swung open, and in came taehyung in glasses and his laptop.

jimin threw on a smile after wiping his mouth, getting up to wave. "hey!"

taehyung saw him and smiled back. he sat down in front of jimin, putting his laptop on the table and pushing his glasses up the bridge of his nose. "i got a lot of writing done throughout the night. i got a rush of inspiration," he grinned, eyes running up and down jimin's features.

jimin shivered. he felt like taehyung was staring through him, rather than simply looking at him. "that's great," he smiled.

taehyung scrolled up and turned the laptop to jimin. "tell me what you think." taehyung allowed his body to rest against the back of the chair.

jimin pulled the laptop near and began to read. the main character spoke of the thrill of killing and how addicted they were before preying on a person at their workplace. it was a chilling story. one that made jimin's overthinking kick into overdrive.

"what do you think?" it's great, i know.

"i really like it. the suspense is immaculate," jimin grinned, scrolling back to the top. "i noticed a couple sentence fragments and punctuation errors, but that's probably because you were just getting everything down. inspiration is a crazy thing."

taehyung frowned for a second, plastering a smile almost as soon as the corner of his lips had drooped. it didn't go unnoticed. jimin analyzed taehyung with every fiber of his being.

"i'll get to work."

taehyung nodded. he sat back, scrutinizing jimin's lips. that's all he was looking at. he imagined jimin yelling at him, how the corners of his lips would furrow and his teeth would clash. he imagined jimin singing, and how his plump lips would twist with each syllable. he imagined jimin sucking pink hickeys into his neck, and how his own eyes would roll back in pleasure. he imagined jimin holding his hips down so they wouldn't buck as he sucked taehyung's girth, jimin's lips tickling the surface of his skin. taehyung closed his eyes and imagined. he sighed, arousal creeping over his features.

jimin pondered. what is he thinking about? what does someone think about to make such a face? jimin shook his head, getting back to fixing the tiny mistakes the wonderful writer before him had made. after a few more touch ups, he sighed and spinner the laptop back to taehyung, who was still off somewhere in a fantasy land.

"here you go," jimin said, tapping his fingers on the table. "your work is pretty good. i look forward to seeing more."

taehyung's eyes lazily fluttered open. "thank you," he grinned, lopsidedly. i look forward to see you more.

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HI SORRY FOR NEVER UPDATING DHDJSJD
i finished my english course (i'm doing online school ^^ no exams teehee)
n e way i thought i'd start writing a little bit again after taking my hiatus cos i'm bored literally all the time.
hope u enjoyed the chapter!! bye bye !