It all happened so fast. Before jimin could even respond he was pinned against the cold janitors closet wall with kisses trailing down his neck. ,,t-taehyung, st-top'' He didn't stop tho. He couldn't. He didn't want jimins sweet moans to stop. He didn't want to let go of jimins tiny skinny hands. He wanted to be everything in jimins eyes. ,,say it, jimin." ,,i-im yours" . . . still editing (ignore grammar mistakes)