vminkook smut - @darkfiremochi on ao3

Just For You

s u m m a r y:
"We just wanted to see how you were, hyung," Jungkook says.
"You mean everyone else called you in here to fuck my bad attitude away, right?"
Taehyung swears.
"Am I wrong?"
"I mean, they didn't say it in so many words..."

or, Jimin's upset about something and Taekook try to help him anyway they can.

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Chapter 1

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Jimin has been in a foul mood for most of the day and it's clear from everyone else's reactions that they're looking to Taehyung and Jungkook to do something about it. Jungkook had been hoping to get some video editing done and Taehyung had planned to binge a new anime now that he had the time but Jimin is the priority. They know they can't let him stew in his anger for too long or bad things will happen.

Hoseok had left to go to the practice room, muttering out a, "I don't care what you do, just please help him out of this and clean up when you're done."

They find Jimin curled up on his bed scrolling through his phone with a scowl. Tae steps closer first until he's standing over him.

"Jiminie?" he says softly.

"What," Jimin grunts without looking up.

Jungkook nervously bites his lip and shifts away from the bed a little. "We just wanted to see how you were, hyung," Jungkook says.

"You mean everyone else called you in here to fuck my bad attitude away, right?"

Taehyung swears.

"Am I wrong?"

"I mean, they didn't say it in so many words..."

Jimin calmly places his phone on the desk next to his bed and sits up with a frown, glaring at the both of them. Jimin is scary when he's mad, this is a known fact, and having that anger directed at him and Jungkook is a terrifying prospect.

"Well. Have at it then. I won't stop you."

Jungkook and Taehyung share a look. "No, not like this," Taehyung says with a shake of his head. "We're not doing anything until you talk to us, Jiminie."

"What's to talk about?" he grumbles, turning his face away with a pout.

"This. This right here. Why are you so mad?"

"Am I not allowed to be mad?"

"We're not saying that, hyung," Jungkook cuts in. He takes a seat beside him on the bed and carefully puts a hand on his shoulder. If looks could kill, he would have been dead already but Jimin makes no motion to push him away. "We're just worried."

Jimin's scowl lessens at that and he sighs heavily. "It's not a big deal. You don't need to worry."

"See, you say that, but that just makes us worry more," Taehyung says. He sits on Jimin's other side and reaches to cup his face in his hands. "Please, Jimin. We're here for you. When I was avoiding everyone you said I shouldn't isolate myself and ask for help. So please?"

Jimin looks at both of them several times, his lower lip trembling and suddenly all of the tension leaves his body as he relaxes against them.

"I'm sorry," he whispers. "You're right."

Jungkook shushes him and pets his hair while Tae leans in to kiss his nose and lips. "Apology accepted," Tae says, gently caressing his face. "Now what's the problem and whose ass do we have to kick?"

"Nobody's," Jimin chuckles. "This is all on me. I made some mistakes in the choreo today and I got scolded and I'm just...frustrated at myself I guess. I know I can do better."