Yoongi detached himself from Jimin's mouth with a gasp, wiping off the drool dripping down his lips by his sleeves.
"Jimin why?!" He blurted out.
"W-Why what?"
"Why're you leading me on like this?"
Jimin stayed silent for a moment, biting his lip. "...
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It was Christmas night. Everyone was parched lazily on their couches, eating snacks with their drinks and cosily cuddling each other.
It was peaceful.
That was before Taehyung stood up, with his extravagant energy, he plugged in his phone to the speaker and started loud music. Dancing around the living room while the others thought it was too early to do so. Hobi was the first one to tag in, Jin following after and soon they were pulling the rest four to dance around as well.
A few insist before they were all giggling and laughing, Jumping around and shouting like maniacs. Occasionally gulping down large chugs of soju. Jimin, although having a high alcohol resistance, ended up too drunk, like everyone else. Giggling around like a child and jumping into his member's arms, his face red and he couldn't bring himself from controlling his laughter when Yoongi sang a high pitched note.
"Hyung!" Jimin gasped between his contagious laugh. His smile so wide, his gums were paining. "Do it again! Again!" He shouted, his Busan accent coming out.
Yoongi laughed at Jimin, waiting for the next high note before singing again, causing Jimin to roll on the floor. Yoongi being as drunk, fell to the floor as well, ending up on top of Jimin.
"Get off! Get off, don't hug me!" Yoongi shouted.
"It's you who's on top of me, Hyung!" Jimin laughed, indeed, it was Yoongi's hands that were snaking around Jimin's waist. His head was resting on his chest and he could hear the irregular heartbeat of Jimin due to alcohol. His chest was warm.
That was all Yoongi could think off, for a moment he closed his eyes, easily backing away Jimin's giggles and the loud music along with his chaotic members shouting. He wondered how warm Jimin's bare chest would feel, right when they'd cuddle after having sex. He'd wrap his arms around the little boy Jimin became at times.
But his thoughts snapped to reality when Jimin pushed him and stood up, now sticking to Hobi instead.
He hated his train of thoughts. They were... addicting. But it was wrong, Jimin was his group member and he shouldn't be having these kinds of thoughts for someone he's gonna spend his entire life with. It'd risk relationships and careers.
At first, he thought perhaps it was his Hyung instinct which gave him this urge to protect the younger through all causes. But his thoughts of whispering comforts after whispering profanities in Jimin ear was eating him up. Slowly.
And his excuses of denial were becoming lamer and lamer day by day.
Do you see that new undercut of his? No scratch that, you see fucking FILTER PERFORMANCE?! He's a grown-ass man you don't need to protect him.
And that was that.
He'd seen Jimin, growing up. Transforming from a 'trying to be cool' boy to an elegant man. He'd observed everything like a slow burn. From Jimin wearing cheap copies of brands to wearing $3000 combat boots.
Each time he thought of Jimin, it felt like drowning. Slowly going deeper and deeper. The silence pressing in his ears like it was pressing now.
"Hey Hyung! Robot Hyung!" Taehyung shouted, waving his hand in front of Yoongi. The rapper flinched, staring at Taehyung dumbfounded.
"What?" He asked.
"Nothing you're an idiot." Taehyung retorted. In an instant, he was smacked by the elder on his head.
"You better learn to show me respect!"
Taehyung giggled, wrapping his arms around the rapper's neck and pulling him in for a hug. "I love you, Hyung!"
"Stop! Stop! Stop!"
"Dance! Dance! Dance!" Tae shouted back, pushing Yoongi somewhere and climbing by onto the couch to shower everyone with popcorn. It annoyed the heck out of Yoongi, but seeing Jimin jumping catching the popcorn with his radiant smile melted his heart. Endearing. Everything Jimin did was endearing.
It came out like a rush but the next thing Yoongi knew, he was pulling Jimin into him, and Jimin drunkenly swayed along with the rapper, resting his chin on the elder's shoulder.
Jimin did become a little too childish when drunk.
It wasn't long before the younger's feet were giving up and he was falling onto the ground if not for Yoongi hoisting him up. Intoxicated by Jimin's scent.
"Let's go to bed," Yoongi whispered to Jimin as the younger laughed, holding Yoongi's wrist and dragging him to the room.
Yoongi followed along, not understanding the reason behind their uncontrollable laughter. Sticking around and running into the corridors, they finally reached Yoongi's room, opening the door
"Jimin you drank too much. You can barely open your eyes."
"And you?" Jimin scoffed. "You can barely open your eyes."
Yoongi laughed, pulling Jimin in by his collar for a messy kiss–
It was their first.
They didn't realize it. Yet. Their drunk selves were so in control, they could barely feel what they were doing.
The kiss was fleshy, - considering the plumpness in Jimin's lips. It was sultry, no tongues used but rough. And it hit through Yoongi like a punch in the chest. He was kissing Jimin. God, he was kissing Jimin.
As they separated to breathe, Yoongi's hand still gripping the dancer's collar tightly.
"Hyung should take care of you, yeah?" Yoongi rasped on Jimin's lips. The younger laughed, again.
"Yes! Yes! I'm an experimentalist." He slurred out, trying to be sexy but it was pure innocence. It drove Yoongi crazy.
Within an instant, Yoongi had thrown the younger to his bed. Undoing his shirt, totally careless of his actions. He crawled towards Jimin, hastily withdrawing his clothes off as well.
Jimin was giggling, playing with Yoongi's hair from time to time. He gasped when Yoongi pushed both his thighs into his chest, having a nice look at...everything.
"Hold them open for me." The rapper said and Jimin did so, snaking his arms under his knees to keep his legs pressed and open for Yoongi, watching as the elder fumbled through drawers to get a bottle of lube along with a pack of condom.
"I'm going to have sex with a man." Jimin chortled as Yoongi sat in front of him once again, squirting out some lube onto his fingers.
