drunken love {vmin fanfic}

❝one❞

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it was a long drive home. jimin lived in busan, and the fuck buddy he had just met lived in hapcheon [57.8 miles away], and insisted for jimin to head over there. the motel they were in was shitty, despite the 'great' reviews the man said it had. 

as jimin stepped onto the driveway of his house, he looked over at the 'for sale' sign at the house next to his. 'sold', it read. he wondered by whom. he stepped inside the modern home he had and kicked off his shoes angrily. all he wanted was some nice dick, was that too much to ask for?

he changed his clothes to some soft, silk pajamas he had, turned on the tv, and re-watched 'oh my venus', his favorite k-drama. he snuggled into the sheets he brought down from his room as the romantic scenes played. this had jimin thinking, "romance?? who needs that when you have dick?!" as he fell asleep quietly on his sofa. 

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"get the fuck up."  jimin jolted awake listening to the booming of the person's voice. he rubbed his eyes and looked up from the sofa. it was none other than his best friend, jeon fucking jungkook. "what the hell are you doing in my house?" jimin yelled, clutching onto the blanket as if he was naked. "that doesn't matter right now, just get the fuck up." he yanked the comforter from jimin's grasp and shoved a paper in his face while smirking. jimin squinted, then one millisecond later, his eyes were shaped like ovals. "FUCK! THE CONVENTION!!!" he sprinted off of the sofa to his room to get ready. 

basically, jimin's therapist noticed that he had a drinking problem, and sent him to multiple conventions to get rid of the habit. he decided to rebel and went out drinking with his friends. to sum up what happened that night, jimin went to jail for a dui. [he also went around groping random men's crotches asking for their monster cock, but we're not ready to have that conversation.] he didn't crash, he was just caught. court is the only reason he goes to the conventions.when jimin was done getting ready, he trudged down the stairs, he wasn't looking foward to the dumbass convention. 

jungkook looked up to see the small boy walking down, so he grabbed his keys and went out the door himself. jungkook was trying to stop drinking as well. unlike jimin, he actually wanted to stop. he also doesn't like going to the conventions alone, despite his 'badass' exterior. 

when they arrive, jimin makes the convention center his runway, and struts dramatically to the entrance. jungkook laughs and rolls his eyes before leaning down to ruffle the smaller boy's hair. jimin blushes unconsciously, before shaking his head. jungkook has been his best friend since middle school. and jimin admits, he's had crushes on jungkook here and there, but ultimately, he didn't want to ruin the playful, yet strong friendship they had.

as they opened the doors, a musty smell filled the air. as expected. the convention center had been around for a long time. the two walked to the center of the auditorium-like place, signed in, and took seats next to each other. as they were settling down in the circle of chairs, the host cleared his throat. 

"i'm glad you guys are back. how've you guys been doing?" he held numerous papers and crossed his legs. there were some 'good's and 'okay's scattered. jimin helped himself to a complimentary water bottle, and as the host was introducing himself to newer people, he scoped the area. the men there were decent, but weren't as groomed as he'd like them to be. suddenly, as he was capping his water bottle, he spotted a total hottie. a little small, puffy cheeks, but an intimidating glare. in fact, he was staring right at jimin. as jimin shuffled in his seat, the unknown boy gave jimin a smirk, which set him on edge. he began daydreaming and wondering what his cock looked like, and what size.

"-imin?? park jimin?" the said boy blinked a few times before coming back into reality. "present!" everyone gave him an awkward stare. "i believe we established that during attendance." the other clients chuckled, including jungkook, which caused him to get a small punch on his shoulder from jimin. "now, introduce yourself for our newer clients." jimin nodded and stood up from the uncomfortable metal chair. "i'm park jimin, 22, and i have an alcohol addiction. i like dancing and vodka. thank you."  he sat down with elegance, and as he did so, he caught a glance at the intimidating boy. who looked at jimin with a smile, causing jimin's face to get beet red.

"min yoongi, if you're here, please introduce yourself," he looked around the circle "he's one of the newer clients." jimin looked around, and saw the boy he was interested in stand up and clear his throat. he spoke in a semi-deep and husky voice which turned jimin on to the max. "min yoongi. 25. i like sleep and i had a drug addiction." 'min yoongi', jimin thought. he then sat down and man-spreaded. jimin liked that. a lot.  

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jimin and jungkook walked out of the convention center with a bounce in their steps. today's session was good, and they got a lot of things off their chest. as they were walking out, they saw a figure leaning against the pillar, lighting a cigar. it was yoongi. jimin tapped jungkook, gesturing him towards the boy. jungkook shrugged as jimin waltzed over to yoongi.

he turned to see the smaller boy stare at him with lustful eyes. "park jimin." he said. jimin shivered. "min yoongi. what's that in your hand? drugs?" jimin said playfully. the boy scoffed, then sighed deeply, "i wish, but i'm on probation." jimin's eyes lit up. "really? me too, except for alcohol, not drugs." yoongi smirked, then looked over at jungkook. "he your boyfriend?" jimin shook his head aggressively, then smirked at him for wondering. jungkook just stood there awkwardly, not knowing what to do. yoongi flicked the remaining ashes off the cigar, grabbed jimin's shoulder and whispered in his ear. "jeonghan's love hotel at 8:30 PM." jimin nodded and teasingly gripped at yoongi's crotch. "i'll be there." he said, his voice full of want. 

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"yes! right there! fuck, your cock is so f-fucking good!" jimin gasped as yoongi's dick was entering his tight, puckering hole. yoongi's cock was huge, and jimin wasn't complaining. this was the best dick he's had in a while. 

jimin straddled yoongi and bounced up and down, the cock entering deeper and deeper inside jimin. he let out whimpers and moans as yoongi grabbed his hips, causing him to hit his prostate his every thrust. "fuck, t-that's good." yoongi grabbed jimin's face and kissed him, his tongue entering every chance he got. jimin melted under the touch, kisses were his weak spot.

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"well, you have my number. call me anytime you wanna hook up. bye, now." yoongi grabbed his keys and left jimin with a kiss on the cheek. "byee!" jimin yelled before the door closed. he fell back onto the bed, his face in the pillows, squealing. once he got back into his senses, he sighed happily. that was some good dick. he also grabbed his belongings and left home. a sense of accomplishment lingering. don't get him wrong, jimin wasn't in love. and he wasn't even sure he was ready for it, or knew what it felt like. but if it was anything like some good dick, he'd like it a lot.

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first chapter! hi guys! i'm really proud of this one, so yeah :))

btw, i kept the yoonmin smut short cause of course, this is a vmin fanfic and that was just a hookup. 
and again, if you have any ship requests for any of the members besides vmin, let me know! love you, stay safe! and for my fellow texans, hope you're doing okay after hanna! 💕 

- pia 🍭.