Always | Vmin {Mpreg} BOOK #1

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"Needs to be? Or wants to be?" V asked smartly from the living room. "U-um, I don't know, it-" "Do you want me here, or not?" V interrupted him. Jimin was taken back by his questions, and decided to just continue washing the few amount of dishes in his sink. V stood up from the couch, and walked into the kitchen. "You were desperate for someone to watch over me while you were gone, so you obviously care about me enough to make sure I'm safe." He told Jimin, leaning against the cabinet next to him. "Well, I care about every one-" "That could get you in trouble, kitten." V looked at him seriously.

"Well, it hasn't. Yet. So- do you want to sleep in the guest room or with me?" Jimin asked, changing the subject. "You do that a lot." V smirked, looking down at Jimin's lips before flicking them back up to his eyes. "Do what?" Jimin questioned him, not caring about getting water on his shirt. "Change the subject. You do it when you're uncomfortable." V answered in a know-it-all tone. "Maybe, maybe not. You know what, you're sleeping with me." Jimin told him, referring back to the point. 

"Actually sleeping, or sleeping with you?" V smirked, making Jimin blush. "Actually sleeping, stupid." Jimin scoffed lightly, turning off the faucet, and turning to face V. "Oh well. I tried." V laughed as he walked back to the living room. Jimin pouted for absolutely no reason, and followed V. "Well, Imma give you a small tour. Get up." He smiled, dragging V to his room by his arm. "So this is my room-" "I'm not blind." V interrupted him. Jimin didn't realize he was still holding onto V's arm until V lightly nudged for him to let go. "O-oh, I-I'm sorry- I have my own bathroom, and I'm pretty sure the guest room does too." Jimin spoke quickly, looking at V. 

"Aww, you're absolutely adorable with pink cheeks!" V smiled, placing his hands on Jimin's cheeks. "I-I am not!" Jimin defended himself, instantly regretting looking at V. "Yes you are." V smiled cutely at him, lightly squishing Jimin's pink cheeks. "Quit it, I hate that~" Jimin whined, removing V's hands from his face. "Hate what? Being complimented?" V asked as Jimin left the room. "People squishing my cheeks." Jimin answered, leading V to the guest room. 

"Guest room." He told him, waving his arm around for no reason. "You're a clean freak." V laughed, seeing the perfectly made king sized bed with a thick gray comforter on top. "I am not! There's a big difference between a clean freak, and a person who organizes things!" Jimin protested, lightly hitting V on his shoulder. "Ow." V lied sarcastically. "Oh my gosh I'm so sorry I didn't mean to hurt you I didn't mean to hit you that hard-" "I was being sarcastic, kitten. You didn't hurt me, I'm fine. I'm not a piece of glass." V interrupted a frantic Jimin. 

"You're extremely apologetic." He told him as he casually placed a strand of loose hair behind Jimin's ears. "B*tch I'm not a girl." Jimin cursed, slapping V's hand away. "Don't touch my hair. It's absolutely perfect the way it is." He scolded him, replacing the strand of hair in front of his ear where it originally was. "Because everything about me is perfect, so don't mess me up." He added, glaring at V. His glare was supposed to be serious, but it looked more like a pout. "You're right. Everything about you is perfect." V smiled at him, making Jimin blush for the 100th time within the last 5 seconds. 

"But what if I'm pulling your hair while f*cking you mercilessly from behind, making you scream my name, hm? Then can I mess you up, kitten?" He asked, staring into Jimin's eyes with darkness and authority. Jimin gulped silently, and stared back up at V with what he didn't want to admit was nervousness. "I- have you seen my car? It's pretty awesome, I'll show you." Jimin told him quickly, turning around, desperate to escape his question. 

V spun Jimin around by his uninjured wrist, and slammed him against the wall with both of his hands next to his head, trapping him. "You didn't answer my question, kitten. Would you let me mess up your beautiful, soft hair by pulling it so hard your neck would hurt from your head being all the way back as I pound into you so deep you cry tears out of pleasure?" He told him in his extremely hot and deep voice. "Y-yes." Jimin squeaked out in such a tiny voice, V barely heard him correctly. 

"Now isn't that interesting? I have to talk to you like the little slut you are in order for you to properly surrender to me. I think I'll make do with my options." V told him, looking Jimin in his eyes. Jimin whimpered underneath of the other male, and looked down to avoid eye contact. "I've already seen your car, kitten. I had to get you home somehow after Kyungmin tried to take what's mine." V whispered deeply to him, tilting Jimin's head up harshly to make him look at him. "I-I'm about to say something and do something I shouldn't so please stop talking to me like that and let me go." Jimin told V quickly, killing himself internally for being so turned on. 

"Aw, like what? Beg for me to do unholy things to you? Or grind yourself against me, trying to pleasure yourself?" V suggested, still staring Jimin in his eyes. "No I barely know you I can't hook up with you or have your dick inside of me- f*ck just let me go please." Jimin told him fastly, desperately wanting nothing more than to escape the extremely heated moment. "I can't tell if I'm supposed to, or to just continue making you-" "V!" Jimin yelled as he pushed V away from him. "Stop it!" He told him as V caught his balance. 

"Please, stop! Don't call me a slut, or seduce me just so you can have your fun with me, and treat me like a worthless piece of sh*t! If you are just putting on this 'good boy' act, get your a*s out of my house, and go die on the street because no one is willing to take care of your dirty a*s!" Jimin yelled at him as he stormed out of the guest room, not forgetting to slam the door shut behind him. 

Word Count: 1, 097