It has been just a kiss, a kiss that has given Jimin access to Yoongi's mind.
A Yoonmin roommate story with a twist and some side Taekook.
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#17 in Yoonmin
"Jimin do you have a nice evening?" Soram was a bit drunk so she forgot she's actually mad at me, when she was trying to overshout the music in the club.
Her friend Ewa was checking me out shamelessly, giving me signs with her eyes to get out of here and get intimate.
"Yes it's a blast. Have fun girls!" I waved to both before slipping into the crowd.
I have actually hoped to not to meet anyone familiar here, so I could only wish Soram will be too drunk to remember me tomorrow.
Someone grabbed my hands stopping me from walking any further. Dressed in a glittering mini skirt and a top exposing the edge of her red lace bra a beautiful girl pulled me to herself. Haven't I seen her being Jungkook's "girlfriend"a few months ago? My mind wasn't that sharp as I was putting all the efforts into keeping Yoongi's thoughts from me.
"Aren't you that hot dance teacher?" She asked throwing her hands around my neck. "I find guys who can dance extremely tempting."
I just nodded gulping nervously. We were dancing to the mad techno beats, her hands caressing the back side of my neck, into my hair while I couldn't focus on anything else just that visible parts of her lace bra. Her nose tip brushed my face, her hot breath danced on my lips. I caught them in melting into the taste.
"Irish bomb, yes, one more."
That rough voice in my head made me move back when the girl pulled me back into a deep kiss I couldn't suddenly enjoy.
Yoongi was sitting at a bar in pub a few streets from here getting drunk on his own.
"I need to go." I said taking her hands off my neck.
"Why?" She asked in shock.
"A friend needs me."
I left through the crowd hoping Soram hasn't seen that encounter, the last thing I need was her telling V I have made out with Jungkook's ex.
The air outside was chilly and it sobered my inner heat, my rushed heartbeat. I needed to stop to randomly make out with just anyone. 'It's time to put your life together' has said Mr Han and he has never been so right.
I needed to put myself back from that randomly spread pieces.
The pub I had visited one time with V to get drunk after a badly failed exam was almost empty. I took the stairs down into that brick basement to stop abruptly flashed by the sight of Min Yoongi dressed in all black, with a bucket hat revealing just the edges of his dark blonde fringe. That sulky expression of his was a masterpiece and I wished to have the brush, canvas and paint to catch that masterpiece into a tone loop.
My heart was pounding twice as much as when I was kissing the girl when I took hesitant baby steps towards the counter slipping at a bar chair right next to Min Yoongi.
"Jiminie?" He sighed looking at me.
"Maybe that's enough." I pointed at the drink.
"Sir! One more Irish bomb for that delinquent here!" He raised his voice waving to the bartender.
I was watch him trying my best to grasp what was so damn attractive about him.
A drink landed in front of me, so Yoongi raised his glass.
"Amigo. Cheers." He muttered in a not so sober way emptying his glass with three big sips.
He must have been used to drink it as his face hasn't even twitched when I reached for my glass.
"To the bottom." Muttered Yoongi watching me so I drank it down feeling liquid fire in my throat.
"Man." I winced slamming the glass back on the counter.
"He's so cute." Yoongi's voice filled my mind and I wished nothing more than to pull him into my arms and never let go but I was afraid he'd pass me a blue eye.
"Sir. One more round." Yoongi took his eyes off me waving at the waiter.
"I think it's enough." I got up.
"Weak head there Amigo?" Yoongi raised his brow.
"I want to return on my own legs." I was watching him when the bar tender hurried to us with a questioning expression.
"How about a walk to clear our minds?" I asked when something like fear glittered in Yoongi's eyes.
His ex threatening him became vivid again.
"I'd prefer my bed now." Yoongi raised from the bar chair taking his wallet out counting the money for the bill.
The mixture of excitement, desire, the heavy drink, the tension raised by kissing the girl and Yoongi's presence were making me weak, I needed to calm myself, to act.
Yoongi was walking in a bit funny way when we left the pub climbing the narrow stairs. I was thankful for the cool night air as the dizziness in my head was cut by images of Yoongi pulling me over himself on my bed, begging me to take him slowly.
"I'd be going. Night Amigo." His cheeks were burning when he turned from me.
"Yoongi please walk with me just two more streets, I need someone to be here." My shaky voice made him stop.
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Thank you for your feedback. I hope you are still enjoying the story. I'm sorry for not updating so often but I'm concentrating on the book I'm preparing for the Wattys now once that is finished I will have time to update more regularly. What do you think about Jimin leaving Jungkook's ex to meet Yoongi? Will they find a way to talk things out?
