One Night | BTS FF

Chapter 34

~Yoongi's POV~

I didn't have the slightest clue what to do with Jimin whenever I laid him down in my bed. He either was too drunk to recognize me, or too horny to care. The entire way back he was grabbing at me, and admittedly I liked that he was so desperate. And it pissed me off that some other man might have had this Jimin all to himself.

But I had to expel that thought whenever I realized that Jimin was on his knees in front of me with his face pressed into my crotch. How in the world did he get there without me noticing? I quickly stepped back, knowing that if he knew I had indulge him while he was vulnerable like this he would just be more mad at me.

"Please?" He moved closer and licked my crotch, and I felt an immediate rush go straight to my ever growing boner.

I took in a deep breath and stepped back again. "No, Jimin. You'll get mad at me when you sober up." I said, and he whined.

"But I want you..." He moaned out, and his little hands began to try and unbutton my pants. For a second there, I almost let him. Seeing him on the floor like this, so willing, did some things to me. I resisted the urge to unbutton my pants for him, and turned away from him. He groped my ass, much to my surprise, and stood up. He wobbled closer to me and hugged me, rubbing his body up on me. "Please fuck me?"

"No."

"But...I haven't had anything good in so long..." He whined, and his hands began to grab at the bulge in my pants. "No man can work my body as well as you can, daddy." He mumbled, and I gulped.

"You don't actually want me, Jimin. You're drunk and drugged. You don't know what you want right now."

"All I know right now is that I really really need you inside of me. I want you to fill me up so bad...oh, I might cum just thinking about it!" He moaned in my ear, while I tried to ignore him. But my boner was feeling painfully trapped in my pants, and his hands felt amazing.

"F-Fuck, Jimin..." I groaned whenever he grabbed just right. "J-Jimin, baby...I can't. You'll get mad at me when you sober up." I mumbled, and he let me go to my surprise. I turned to look at him, only to sigh whenever I saw him stripping. He took off his shirt and unbuttoned his pants before I could stop him. I stopped him, and blocked his hands from continuing. "Jimin, seriously. You need to stop. Settle down and go to sleep."

"I'll sleep after we finish." He mumbled and wrapped his arms around my neck. "Would you rather undress me yourself?" He pecked my chin, and I groaned in annoyance.

"Jimin, I love you and all, but sometimes you're just so fucking difficult." I growled, and scooped him up off the ground. I tossed him down on the bed and he squealed in excitement--until I turned around and walked away.

"W-Wait, where are you going?" He whined and I turned to glare at him.

"Out. I have business to attend to."

"Is your business more important to you than me?" He asked quietly.

I sighed and shook my head. "You're the one that broke up with me, Jimin. Don't try and play like that with me. It won't work."

"If you leave me now, hyung...I'm just going to go out and find someone else to do what you won't. Do you really want me to wake up in someone else's bed? Who knows where? With who knows who?"

I gulped as I thought about his words. But then I shook my head again, expelling the thoughts. "It isn't my place to stop you anymore. And who's to say you haven't slept with someone else already?"

"I have." He said, and I felt my heart sink. I turned away from him and began to walk towards the door again, but then he continued. "Yoongi, I have slept with others. But none of them treated me as well as you did. As much as I hate to admit it and besides what you've done, you have been good to me. Much better than any man I could ever hope to have pick me up in a bar." He said, and I heard him stand up and walk closer to me. But I didn't turn around to look at him. He stepped in front of me and made me look into his eyes. "I fucking love you, Min Yoongi. And I fucking hate it. I don't want to crawl back to you. At all. But I don't think I'll find a man better for me than you. And if you chalk this up to me being drunk so help me--I will cut your fucking dick off!" He screamed the last bit, and I gulped. He took in a deep breath, before he stepped closer and hugged me. "I'm sorry I hurt you, Yoongi. I'm sorry I broke up with you. I'm sorry for leaving you. I love you. And I want to be with you. Please, take me back? And fuck the ever living daylights out of me?"