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
Yoongi let out a long sight before pushing the metal door.
"Jiminie, are you here?" He glanced inside cautiously.
I raised my head to meet his eyes.
Yoongi ruffled his already messy hair stopping in the door unsure what to do.
"Um, you can come in." I muttered feeling sweat drops rolling down my spine.
"I just... V gave me that address..." Yoongi took two steps inside.
"Yes... I've seen."
His face became paler when I regretted my stupid words.
"I mean I'm trying my best to stop that. Can it stop?"
Yoongi never answered walking towards that used wooden chair V had his most genius and most perverted ideas on.
I jumped from it when Yoongi stopped looking at Jungkook's painting. He raised his brow that half smile returning.
"That... is V's work." I was blushing horribly.
"What about that?" He pointed at the sketch of him napping on the couch.
"That... yeah... was... to kill time..." I wished to hide somewhere preferably far away.
"Why do I have clothes on?" Asked Yoongi amused.
"Ah... I have no idea... I mean... why would I..."
Great I was losing it with him just stumbling in here.
"Ah, had to walk a lot my feet hurt." Yoongi fell on the chair watching Jungkook's portrait with that amused expression. "Your friend has some imagination."
"Yes, he's... V." I couldn't find a better term for it but anyone who knew V would know what I mean.
"Good that Jiminie didn't paint me naked." Thought Yoongi focusing back on my work.
"What about that Rembrandt there? Looks pretty decent." He pointed at the started painting of him drinking in the basement pub.
"Yes I agree."
"You're not that bad. I'm actually horrible at painting don't know how I'll pass this year."
"Why are you in art department then?" I asked the question that was returning to me for so many times.
"It was the only department that had free spots and I needed to change schools." He was speaking calmly but his hands began to tremble.
Had it something in common with that jerk, his ex?
"I missed a spot in the dance department for 1 point." I sighed walking to the canvas collecting the used brushes.
"So you're a dancer not a painter?" Asked Yoongi.
"I don't know who am, I and who am I not anymore." I carried the brushes to the sink, began to wash them carefully. V really cared about his supplies. "I'm planning to take part in a dance competition, have been preparing for months now. Do you want to see the routine?"
I didn't even know why that thought popped up, or why have I proposed it.
"Sure." Yoongi shrugged.
I was hot and cold walking into the middle of the room, taking my shoes off, looking for the track on my playlist I wanted to perform to.
"Can I record it?" Asked Yoongi.
"Yes, why not." I rather not looked at him.
"Stand here, use that painting as your background." Yoongi pointed at Jungkook's... yeah... whatever.
"Are you kidding!"
"Trust me." Yoongi grinned taking his phone out when I cursed in my mind pressing the song standing on that cold stone floor in front of that obscene painting.
It looked interesting though through Yoongi's eyes, the smooth yellow lights, the red sheets on the painting, Jungkook's milky skin and me, a small shape dancing like I have never danced before.
"Wow, he looks like a heavenly snowflake." Yoongi's voice sounded in my head causing a smile I couldn't hold back.
I stopped in a pose allowing the music to flow for a few more beats before walking towards Yoongi, catching in heavy breaths.
"How did it turn out?" I leaned above his phone feeling a few of his hair strings tickling my face.
"Not bad actually." Yoongi pressed the video on play while we were both watching trying to ignore that damn closeness.
"It's really ok." My voice was uneven when Yoongi looked up catching my gaze.
I suddenly caressed down his cheek, brushing my nose over his in a gentle way.
"Jiminie..." He whispered but I just shushed him with pressing my lips to his.
The world suddenly stopped, time because irrelevant, it was just us, our lips touching, his soft ones fitting into mine like perfect puzzle pieces. My other hand landed on his face when I just parted his lips licking over his tongue, melting in that taste.
"Jimin... I gotta go." Muttered Yoongi pulling back, but instead of him leaving I felt his cold fingertips on my neck when we began to kiss madly, unable to part, to stop, to let go. I was freaking drowning in that pleasure getting to know his mouth in a new way. My hands falling into his hair touching down his body trying to lift his pajama shirt but he suddenly made me stop breaking the kiss.
"Dude chill."
"Don't you want to..." I stuttered feeling so helpless like that one girl that has called me gay before leaving.
"You just don't sleep with someone you don't know." Yoongi's Mona Lisa smile returned when my tortured body was begging for release, was begging to be taken to the next galaxy like Jungkook on that freaking painting.
I leaned in gluing my lips to that extra soft skin on his cheek. How was he even real?
Yoongi was definitely battling with himself.
"Freaking Jimin must be so extra hot." He sighed in his mind pulling me closer by my waist, his lips suddenly wet and greedy pressing into the skin on my neck.
I moaned. When painted Jungkook never gave out a noise I was here moaning under Yoongi's kiss. That sensation of slow, refined pleasure all over my neck. Was I flying or was it the room? Reality deconstructed, while I became one with stars above. My skin a territory marked by that most skillful artists I would beg to unfold me to the last layer, to kiss my body even util dawn, so long that there won't be any place left untouched. I must have been hard like a stone but Yoongi never cared using my neck and jaw the way he wanted to, letting go after some endless minutes of sublime torture and pure fire. I just brushed my lips over his like a mad man who is suddenly addicted to that new drug he will need like air.
Yoongi sighed getting up walking past me.
"Where are you going?" I could barely utter sounds.
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