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Jimin will be honest: this whole pandemic and quarantine has been ridiculously hard on him mentally. He likes keeping busy, likes spending hours practicing choreography and then hours in the studio recording. He likes meeting their fans and performing on stage, touring the world, and living his dream. And COVID took all of that away overnight, leaving all of Bangtan feeling lost and mentally drained.
One thing Jimin won’t admit is that he misses being busy for a distraction. He’s had feelings for Yoongi since pre-debut. Hell it was basically love at first sight for him and the longer they’ve known each other, the stronger his feelings have gotten. He is undeniably in love with the man. And most of Bangtan has sensed this fact, even asking Jimin specifically about it. All but Yoongi himself has asked him at one point or another and even if Jimin denies it, he knows they don’t believe him.
Jimin fears that his feelings won’t be reciprocated, and it will hurt the group. And the last thing he wants to do is hurt the six people he calls family. So he suffers in silence, getting small moments of reprieve when Yoongi lets him cuddle with him or Yoongi compliments him about something. There was that moment during the 2018 Festa when Yoongi said he loved him, and Jimin was giddy for a solid two weeks about that. Usually they are so busy that Jimin can distract himself, focus on work instead of his feelings.
And then COVID hit and they stopped working. Stopped doing anything besides stay home all together. So if not keeping busy wasn’t bad enough, constantly being with his massive crush made it so much worse.
While the others started working on their own projects and starting new hobbies, Jimin was going stir crazy. He couldn’t get his brain to shut up about Yoongi. It eventually got so bad that his solution ended up being to go find the man who has rented out his brain entirely.
Jimin walked down the hall, the apartment eerily quiet for having all of them in it and paused in front of Yoongi’s bedroom door.
Calm down Jimin it’s just Yoongi.
After three quick knocks he heard something stir on the other side before Yoongi opened, looking like he just woke up.
“Jimin-ah” Yoongi said, rubbing sleep out of his eye. Jimin couldn’t help but stare and think how cute the elder looks just woken up. “What’s up?”
“Oh, sorry hyung I didn’t mean to wake you. Wait isn’t it past noon?”
“Yes, it is. And you didn’t wake me I was more or less awake already, just hadn’t gotten up yet.” Yoongi smiled softly which makes Jimin heart melt. “So what brings you to my door?”
“Oh, um I…” Jimin pauses to think of an excuse, and he resigns himself to more truth than fiction, “Honestly I am going a little crazy not doing anything.”
Yoongi hums in assent before stepping aside and welcoming Jimin into his room. Jimin hesitates briefly before stepping in. This isn’t weird, he’s done this many times before. But why does this feel different.
Jimin takes a tentative seat on the unmade bed and Yoongi is giving him a concerned look.
“Are you okay?” Yoongi asks, “You look like you’re uncomfortable.”
Shit why did Yoongi have to be so perceptive.
“I’m not uncomfortable” Jimin explains poorly, his nerves bubbling inside him suddenly. “I’m just stressed.”
“Stressed about what?” Yoongi asks, taking a seat next to the younger, close enough for their thighs to touch. Jimin tries to not focus on that too much.
“I just… hate doing nothing. I feel useless and depressed. Everyone else is keeping themselves busy and I am stuck in my head overthinking everything.”
None of that is a lie, as this whole situation is full of unknowns that Jimin keeps thinking too much about. He just happened to leave off how Yoongi is a significant visitor in his overthinking moments.
“It’s okay Jiminie. You’re not the only one feeling that way. I’m feeling that way too.”
“Really?” Jimin looks over at the older man, who has a soft expression as he looks at the younger.
“Yeah. We all just cope differently. I guess you just need to figure out how you can cope.”
Jimin nods softly, skimming Yoongi’s face briefly trying not to focus on his lips for too long. “Thanks hyung.”
“Anything for you Jimin-ah” Yoongi smiles softly and put his hand on Jimin’s shoulder. The touch is brief and gentle, but it makes Jimin’s heart skip a beat, nonetheless.
“What are you doing today hyung?” Jimin asks a bit suddenly, trying to distract himself from the touch and his now pounding heart.
“Was probably just going to watch some movies I’ve been meaning to.” Yoongi says casually, nodding at the TV hanging on the wall across from his bed.
“Can I join you?” Jimin asks before thinking, and immediately panics inside. He mentally scrambles trying to think of anything to justify the request, but Yoongi beats him with an answer.
“Sure Min. Just let me shower really quick.” Yoongi ruffles his hair before standing and walking to his closet to grab new clothes. Jimin is a little stunned Yoongi agreed, seeing as the elder enjoys his alone time. But maybe, like Jimin, he’s had enough alone time over the past couple of weeks of lockdown.
“Okay hyung. How about I get some snacks or something?” Jimin rambles, feeling suddenly nervous for no good reason. Yoongi quirks an eyebrow at his weird behavior but doesn’t comment beyond a simple “okay”.
Jimin scurries out of the room and lets out the breath he felt like he has been holding for way too long.
Get your shit together Jimin. It’s not a date or really anything. You’ve spent time with him alone before. Chill.
With a deep breath, Jimin goes to their kitchen to grab a variety of snacks, making sure to grab Yoongi’s favorites. He goes to the fridge to grab something to drink when he hears a small yap sound suddenly.
“Hi Jiminie” Taehyung says, holding the yapping culprit also known as Yeontan. Jimin can’t help but smile at the adorable fluffy face of the dog, giving him lots of pets and ear scratches when Tae brings him close enough. “What are you so hungry for?”
“It’s not all for me. Some is for Yoongi-hyung. We’re watching movies.” Jimin explains casually, even though his own mind is not casual about it.
“Ooh just you two?” Taehyung asks teasingly. Jimin rolls his eye, turning back to the fridge to grab himself a soda and Yoongi his cold brew.
“Tae, we spend time alone together all the time. We all have at one point or another.”
“Yeah but we don’t all have massive crushes on each other.”
“I do not have a massive crush.” Jimin lies, returning his attention to Yeontan.
“Who said I was only talking about you?” Tae smirks making Jimin snap his head up to make eye contact. Before Jimin can ask though, Yeontan starts frantically barking with excitement having seen someone new come out.
“Thought I heard a dog and looks like I was right.” Yoongi says, approaching the other two.
“Hi hyung. I hear you and Jimin are having a movie day together.” Tae says innocently, by Jimin can see the devil horns grow out of his head as he speaks.
Yoongi hums in assent, scanning Jimin’s snack selection before softly smiling. “How do you know all my favorites?”
Jimin doesn’t dare look at Taehyung, knowing the youngest is highly amused right now. “Hyung we’ve lived together for years. Pretty sure we all know each other’s favorite snacks.”
“Can’t say I actually do,” Yoongi replies. “ I do know that these are your favorite though.” Yoongi turns to open a cabinet and grabs a bag of Banana Kicks that he hands to Jimin.
“We had these?” Jimin asks, genuinely surprised.
“Yeah. Got them during our last grocery run since I know you like them.” Yoongi explains casually.
“Isn’t that interesting,” Tae says, making Jimin jump slightly having forgot he was there. “Hyung only knows your favorite snacks Jiminie.”
Jimin gives him a quick death glare which makes Taehyung giggle before he says, “Anyway, enjoy your movies Jimin and Jimin’s favorite hyung.”
Before Jimin can do or say anything at that, Taehyung has bolted around a corner and Yoongi is looking at him with a quirked eyebrow.
“Favorite hyung?” Yoongi asks.
“Don’t ask me I didn’t say it.” Jimin defends quickly, grabbing the snacks and walking past Yoongi towards the elder’s room.
He drops his armful of snacks onto the end of the now-made bed and tries his best to calm his pounding heart even a little and to not show it on his face how nervous he is suddenly.
If Yoongi has noticed his further weird behavior, he doesn’t say anything and plops down at the head of his bed, swinging his legs up onto the bed with his back against the headboard. He turns his head to look at Jimin who is still awkwardly standing next to the bed looking anywhere but at him.
“Jimin-ah” Yoongi says, a smirk twitching his lips slightly. He opens his arm out to prompt Jimin to sit next to him, to cuddle even, and Jimin can’t stop himself from going wide-eyed.
“Hyung are you offering cuddles? Cause you never do that.” Jimin asks dumbfounded at such a small action.
“Yes, you brat. I know you find it relaxing and you look like you’re about to jump out of your skin. So, get your ass over here before I rescind the offer.” Yoongi chuckles.
Jimin hesitates briefly before crawling into bed next to him. He can’t help but feel tense being so close to the elder. They’ve cuddled before, usually when Jimin bothers the elder about it incessantly till the other caves, but Yoongi offered this and that feels astronomically different.
Once Jimin rests his head on Yoongi’s chest, just above his heart, and the elder wraps his arm around his shoulders to rest on his shoulder blade softly, Jimin starts to relax. Even when feeling anxious or stressed about the man himself, being close to Yoongi has always been comforting for Jimin. It’s one of the things he loves most about his hyung.
“Anything you want to watch?” Yoongi asks, eyes fixed on the TV as he scrolls through Netflix.
“Whatever you want hyung” Jimin replies, more focused on the soothing heartbeat and breathing of the rapper.
Yoongi doesn’t reply and scrolls through a few more movies before choosing a historical drama and setting the remote aside. Jimin tries his best to watch the movie, but he is too distracted by the comforting embrace of Yoongi. The elder has started absentmindedly moving his thumb on Jimin’s back, making the younger sigh deeply as he further melts into the rapper’s side. Jimin feels so blissful like this, in the arms of the man he loves, and it just feels so perfect in this one moment.
Jimin glances up to examine the elder, who is still focused on the TV solely. His half-dried hair is fluffy and messy, sticking up wherever it pleases. Even with his fixated expression, he looks so at peace right now. His pale skin is practically glowing, probably since this is the most well-rested the workaholic hyung has been in the past decade. His soft lips are parted slightly and Jimin has the strong desire to kiss them.
“Watching me doesn’t count as watching a movie Min,” Yoongi says, not even moving his gaze away from the TV.
Jimin wishes he had a comeback, but he is too embarrassed for get caught. So all he manages is a light smack on Yoongi’s chest making the elder laugh before squeezing him tighter and resting his head gently on Jimin’s head. The embarrassment immediately melts away then and Jimin fully succumbs to the comfort.
--
That is how it all started. Jimin found himself going to Yoongi’s room every day after that to spend time with him. Some days they’d just talk about anything and everything, other days Jimin would just watch Yoongi work on something and try his best to conceal how hopelessly in love with the man he was. And then it started drifting out of just his room.
On days where Jimin was feeling so mentally drained that leaving bed felt too hard, Yoongi would check on him. Sometimes the elder would stay for a while, comforting the younger with words and cuddles. Other times Yoongi would encourage Jimin to at least get out of bed. Jimin knew that any of his members would do this, that it wasn’t unique to just Yoongi. But he couldn’t help but appreciate how it was always the rapper.
When their newfound closeness drifted into the communal spaces is when Jimin started becoming hyperaware of everything Yoongi would do. All because of a comment by their mutual hyung.
Jin had made lunch for the three of them since everyone else was preoccupied. They decided to eat in the living room and put on some random show to watch as they ate. Jimin didn’t think twice when he sat right next to Yoongi on the couch, despite the fact there was plenty of room for them to have their own space. And Yoongi didn’t think twice when he wrapped his arm around Jimin’s shoulders with a comforting squeeze which let the younger relax against the elder. They engaged in their usual banter and teasing, Jimin occasionally lightly smacking the rapper which just made him laugh. Jimin honestly forgot Jin was even in the room till the eldest laughed suddenly.
“You know what you two remind me of?” Jin started between bites of his food. “Like two cats. Yoongi is the older, usually grumpy cat and Jimin-ah is a kitten who likes to play and mess with the older. And the older just lets him do what he wants but would snap if anyone else tried it.”
Jimin can picture just what he is saying, and he finds it adorable. And that is what makes him nervous. Are they being adorable? Is it obvious? What does this mean?
“I’ll leave the cats to play. I promised to help Joon-ah with something.” Jin says, standing then with his empty plate and walking to the kitchen. Jimin doesn’t miss how the eldest winks at him subtly before leaving entirely and Jimin instinctively tenses and his eyes widen slightly.
“What’s wrong?” Yoongi asks, looking at him with a sudden concern.
“Uh nothing!” Jimin replies quickly, turning his face away from the rapper to attempt to regain his composure. Jimin never put too much thought into their quarantine closeness when behind closed doors. But now that an outsider has commented, his brain is spiraling. Has their relationship changed enough to actually be different? And is this difference meaning Yoongi might have mutual feelings for the vocalist?
“Jimin I can see the gears in your mind going into overdrive” Yoongi says calmly.
“Why do you have to be so observant hyung?” Jimin asks, still refusing to look at Yoongi.
“It’s a gift” Yoongi said nonchalantly. “Is it about what Jin said? Cause it’s not a wrong analogy but it doesn’t mean anything deeper, right?”
Well shit I guess that answers Jimin’s worries. It’s not that deep, it’s not that different.
Jimin finally turns to look at Yoongi and he swears the elder, despite his usual emotionless expression, looks disappointed. Maybe he thinks it isn’t deep, but he wants it to be? Jimin chooses not to answer, instead resting his head on Yoongi’s shoulder while the gears in his mind keep spinning. He feels Yoongi tense a little at the action replacing an answer, but he eventually relaxes and rests his head on Jimin’s, falling into familiar silence as they both pretend to watch the random show no one was actually watching in the first place.
--
Jimin has taken Jin’s analogy too much to heart, and he has really embodied the mischievous kitten pushing Yoongi’s buttons to see if he’ll respond. It started with softly whispering instead of speaking full volume, making the elder lean into him to hear. He’d also whisper directly into his ear, mere centimeters from his lips touching skin.
Much like the old, grumpy cat, Yoongi never really reacted one way or another. His expressions were always calm and nonchalant, his voice steady when he replied. If it wasn’t for the small flickers of surprise in the rapper’s eyes Jimin probably would have stopped. But even if Yoongi wasn’t showing it on the outside, he is reacting internally.
That small amount of knowledge made Jimin start getting bolder. When cuddling in Yoongi’s room his hand would slip from Yoongi’s chest to his stomach, resting there gently. The unmistakable hitch in Yoongi’s breath at the action was so satisfying that Jimin couldn’t help but smirk. At another occasion Jimin started to play footsy with the elder, who tensed underneath him but never reciprocated.
Jimin should have seen it coming when Yoongi started pushing his own buttons in retaliation. Yoongi’s hand would slip from the younger’s shoulder to his waist when cuddling, making Jimin’s breath hitch just like Yoongi’s did at the similar action. Yoongi, being an absolute menace, would do certain things in front of the others. He’d lean in close to talk to Jimin or his hand would skim the younger’s lower back when passing by. And Jimin being trash at hiding his reactions would always blush beet red and have to make up some bullshit to hide it.
Jimin quickly learned that teasing his hyung was a losing game because Yoongi is both better at hiding his reactions and teasing the younger. Plus, all the teasing was making him very sexually frustrated. It didn’t help he had no way to relieve said frustration except in the shower, and that was even becoming suspicious.
“What’s with the long showers lately?” Yoongi asked one day. They were in the kitchen just the two of them, Yoongi making dinner for them while Jimin just scrolled through his phone casually and enjoying being with the rapper. The question though broke his enjoyment and he felt mortified that it was noticed. God, he hopes Yoongi hasn’t heard him.
“I can indulge in a long shower, can’t I?” he retorted as calmly as possible given the circumstances. He doesn’t let his eyes leave his phone even though he is sure Yoongi is staring at him.
“Fair enough” Yoongi replied nonchalantly with a shrug before turning back to the stove to cook. Jimin let out a quiet sigh to release the internal tension he was holding. Shortly after Yoongi pushes a bowl of ramen to the younger before serving himself some and standing across from him eating. They eat in silence, a faint tension in the air that has no real reason for existing. Yoongi is the first to break it.
“Are you excited to start working again?”
Bangtan decided to put their extended free time to good use, working on a new album together. It’s going to be the album they have the most creative control over which is exciting. And Jimin was excited to make music again with his six favorite people. But part of him was a little heavy about it, now that he has gotten so used to spending his days with Yoongi, usually in his arms. And now that is going away.
“Yeah, for the most part,” Jimin answers honestly, finally looking up at Yoongi. “I’ll miss hanging out with you all day though to be honest.” He says it casually, but it feels so much bigger than that to him. Working was his distraction from his feelings towards the rapper. But now that he has gotten a taste of what it is like being with him outside of Bangtan, even if only platonic, he doesn’t want to give it up.
“Technically we’ll still be hanging out all day. Just working and with everyone else.” Yoongi replies casually.
“It’s not the same hyung” Jimin responds, dropping his head down to focus on his ramen. They finish eating in silence, Jimin feeling a little defeated then. He guesses its time to shove his feelings back down and go back to being BTS first. He helps Yoongi clean up the kitchen and with a yawn he debates going to bed early so he is at least fully rested for their first day back to work tomorrow and to sleep off this low feeling. Just as he is about to turn to his room his arm is grabbed lightly.
“Want to watch a movie?” Yoongi asks, a strange look in his eyes despite his otherwise expressionless face. Jimin hesitates at the look, trying to figure out what it means.
“Sure hyung.” Jimin feels his chest grow tight, like something is going to happen that could fundamentally change them. Yoongi smiles at him softly before letting his arm go and walking past the younger to his own room. Jimin hesitates for a moment before taking a deep breath and following.
Nothing about the interaction has anything different. Jimin curls up against the elder as they watch a movie, no teasing happening whatsoever. Jimin can feel himself start to drift off every now and then, too comfortable to stay awake. When the movie ends and the credits begin, Jimin moves to get up to go to his own room until Yoongi stops him with a firm hand on his waist.
“Stay here,” the rapper says softly, looking sleepy himself as he gazes into Jimin’s confused expression. Jimin feels his heart beat harder in his chest not sure what to do. But like a magnet he finds himself resting against Yoongi again, the elder’s hand resting on his waist gently. Jimin can feel Yoongi’s heart beating a little faster but starts to slow along with his breathing.
All of Bangtan has slept with one another at one point or another. They mostly did it in the early days when they all shared a single bedroom with bunk beds and the stress of pre-debut would overtake them, so they needed any sort of comfort possible. Doing it now though feels so different. It feels intimate since they have no real reason to sleep in the same bed. Jimin tries not to overthink it, letting Yoongi’s slowed breaths lull him to sleep.
--
When Jimin starts to stir, he feels hot and trapped and a little disoriented. This bed doesn’t feel like his own and there is a presence he doesn’t recognize as something normal when he wakes up. He blinks his eyes open and looks around slightly to get his bearings and then he remembers where he is: Yoongi’s bedroom.
The presence pulls him closer and Jimin identifies it as it must be Yoongi. The touch starts to feel familiar, but also so different. Yoongi is spooning him from behind, pulling the younger so close their bodies are completely touching. So close that Jimin’s ass is pressed against Yoongi’s hips and Jimin can feel a slight bulge.
“Shit” Jimin mumbles to himself, trying to wiggle away from the elder’s embrace as much as he can without waking him. Yoongi stirs slightly and pulls him back in, somehow closer than they previously were. Yoongi’s hand slides from the younger’s waist to his hip and starts going down his thigh, which makes a shiver roll through Jimin’s body and fuck, he’s getting hard. Jimin rolls away then before Yoongi can do anything else and is facing the elder when Yoongi stirs more and flutters is eyes open.
“What time is it?” Yoongi asks groggily, disoriented, and unaware of any of his recent actions. Jimin has no idea what time it is but he knows it is time to leave.
“Time to get up hyung,” he replies as commonly as possible before pushing himself off the bed. He can feel Yoongi giving him a confused look, but he refuses to look at him, making his way around the bed and towards the door.
“Jimin-ah?” Yoongi asks, his voice husky with sleep. Jimin doesn’t acknowledge it though and leaves the room as calmly as possible despite feeling incredibly anxious. He gets to his own room, Hoseok still sleeping peacefully, and collapses on his bed.
Fuck. What was that?
Jimin turns his head to a clock. 6:17 am. Definitely too early to actually be up yet.
Shit that will be suspicious.
With a heavy sigh Jimin pushes himself to again, searching for clothes to wear for the day and heading to the bathroom to shower. If he said it is time to get up, he might as well commit to that. Plus, he doesn’t think he can go back to sleep even if he wanted to.
After a cold shower to make his mind shut up somewhat, Jimin wanders back to his bedroom to dispose of his sleep clothes and continue to run a small towel through his wet hair. He puts all of his brain power into each miniscule step, narrating his actions to himself in his head so he doesn’t go back to thinking about Yoongi.
Let’s go eat some breakfast. That will be a good distraction.
He tiptoes out of the room again to not wake Hoseok and wanders into the kitchen, hunting for a bowl and pouring himself some cereal. He decides he also could use some fresh air and decides to eat on their balcony. He sits in the corner of it, out of direct sight of the glass doors leading out there so none of the members will immediately see him.
He forces himself to eat even though his stomach is in knots. If he is going to panic think about what happened, it might as well be now in complete solitude.
Did Yoongi even know what he was doing? Did he even know it was Jimin there? He was still asleep; he definitely wasn’t aware of his actions right? But what if he was aware? And he was aware it was Jimin lying in his arms?
Jimin shakes his head of that thought. Wishful thinking will do him no good right now.
How is he supposed to face Yoongi today? They’re going to the company and having meetings about the album. They will be together all day and surrounded by others, so Jimin can’t exactly talk to Yoongi about it. Nor does he want to really. The idea of telling his hyung that he felt his morning wood on his ass sounds way too humiliating. He just has to ignore it. But Jimin is terrible at hiding his feelings, and he can’t really act natural with the rapper right now. Jimin is pretty sure he might explode if he gets anywhere close to him right now. So maybe he just needs to avoid him as much as he can until they can talk about? Or until Jimin can get over it. Whichever happens first.
Jimin can start to hear the others walking around inside. He slides down deeper into the chair to hide himself further, not wanting to interact with anyone just yet. He needs to calm his panicked mind some more, otherwise he will be interrogated. He knows the others will sense something is up, but if he can be calm enough, they might let it go and ignore it.
After a solid hour of hiding on the balcony, Jimin has to go inside so they can leave for the company. He takes a deep breath before forcing himself up and going into autopilot. Just needs to drop off his dishes in the kitchen and then go grab his bag from his room and they are off.
Of course, it wouldn’t be that simple, as the first person he sees once inside is Yoongi. Of course, the universe wouldn’t be kind to him this day. Yoongi opens his mouth like he is about to speak but is cut off.
“There you are Jiminie!” Taehyung interrupted, and thank god Tae decided to defy the universe and save his ass. “I require your assistance immediately.”
Taehyung loops his arm with Jimin and pulls him away before Jimin could even interact with Yoongi, and as he is leaving with his best friend, he can feel Yoongi’s stare watch them the whole way away.
They get to Tae’s room and the younger closes the door before turning to face Jimin, a quirked eyebrow and suspicious look.
“What happened Chim?”
“What do you mean?” Jimin tries to stay calm and keep eye contact, but of all people his best friend will never let his bullshit slide.
“Jimin you looked panicked after stepping into the apartment for two seconds and seeing hyung. And hyung was asking where you were and if you were okay cause you were acting weird apparently. So, spill Park.”
Jimin neglected to consider the uncontrollable factor of Yoongi saying something to everyone. Shit.
“Nothing serious just uh fell asleep in Yoongi’s room and was kind of out of it when I woke up.”
“Oh, I absolutely do not believe you.” Taehyung crosses his arms and stand right in front of the door so Jimin couldn’t even escape if he tried.
“Fuck fine” Jimin sighed, sitting on Tae’s bed with a huff and covering his burning red face in his hands. “I may or may not have felt his morning wood when he was spooning me.”
Tae’s eyes go wide, and he starts laughing hysterically, causing Jimin to throw a pillow at him in frustration.
“It’s not funny Taetae! And also, not all of it.” That gets Tae to shut up, trying to stifle his chuckling for Jimin to add. “So, I tried to wiggle out of it cause that’s so awkward, but he just pulled me back closer and started moving his hands on me. So, I rolled away and I guess he woke up then and I fled the room honestly.”
“So hyung wasn’t awake?” Tae asks, his laughing simmered down completely.
“As far as I know he wasn’t. I don’t think he even knows what he did. Which means only I know and that is awkward as fuck and I can’t really tell him about what happened without combusting from embarrassment.”
“But what if he does know?”
“How does that make any difference? It’s still awkward! It’s not like this was planned or agreed on. And now we have to spend the whole day together with all of you so we can’t even clear the air. Not that I could face doing that right now anyway. And just ugh!” Jimin collapses back on Taehyung’s bed in frustration. Fuck this is going to be so much harder than he thought.
“You know you need to talk to him sooner rather than later, regardless of your personal embarrassment. Especially now that we’re getting back to work. We can’t really afford lengthy awkwardness while making an album.”
“I know. Trust me, I know.” Jimin groans, staring at the ceiling intensely. “Just let me get over the immediate shock of it. This literally happened only hours ago.”
“Fine. At least try to keep your shit together in the meantime.”
There is a knock at the door then before Namjoon is heard saying “Cars are here. We’re leaving.”
Jimin took a deep breath with a long exhale before sitting up to stand. Taehyung places a reassuring hand on his shoulder then and says “It will be fine Jiminie. Trust me.”
Jimin just sighs and stands, needing to grab his bag from his room before leaving. As soon as he steps out of Taehyung’s room, he can feel eyes watching him. They must be Yoongi’s, but Jimin doesn’t want to return the gaze right now, so he keeps his eyes on the floor as he weaves his way through the others to grab his stuff and head out with them.
Two cars are waiting for them and Jimin tries not to think too hard about whether or not he will be stuck with Yoongi for the drive. Taehyung must have read his mind, because he grabs him by the arm and pulls him to the first car that Namjoon and Jungkook are already stepping into. With four in that car, the other three go to the second, but Yoongi hesitates briefly watching Tae and Jimin get into the front car.
Jimin sighs as he slumps into the seat, watching Yoongi walk to the other car then. It is going to be a long day.
--
They spent all morning in meetings together talking about what they wanted to do with this album. These meetings were already a little awkward as every time they would take seats around the table, Jimin would actively try to avoid sitting next to or directly across from Yoongi. And he also didn’t want to be obvious about it, which made it even worse. And to triple the difficulty, Yoongi seemed to be trying to sit next to him or across from him.
It was even worse when they took a break to eat lunch and were just sitting casually on some couches. Jimin was the last to join them, and the only open spot was next to the rapper. If he sat there, he would be so painfully awkward. But if he didn’t sit there, everyone would be suspicious and start interrogating him.
With a deep breath he took the open spot, sitting as far away from Yoongi as possible in the small space. Only Taehyung gave him a look but said nothing and returned his attention to the sushi they had delivered.
The other members started talking about the album again, but Jimin put all his focus into his sushi and not looking at Yoongi. It was working out okay until the latter addressed him.
“Jimin what’s wrong?” Yoongi asked lowly, keeping the conversation just between them.
“Nothing is wrong” Jimin replies shakily.
“I don’t believe that at all.”
That is when Jimin looks at the rapper. He looks mostly nonchalant, but his eyes are filled with concern and a little bit of fear. Jimin’s heart breaks a little looking at him, knowing this look was caused by him. Any resolve he had to get through this day and avoid his hyung has shattered with one look.
“We’ll talk later okay. Alone.” Jimin answers, his heart aching and a frown on his face seeing Yoongi with any sort of anguish in his eyes. Yoongi nods and turns his attention back to everyone else. Jimin still feels bad, so he lets his body relax until his shoulder brushing against Yoongi’s. The rapper turns to look at him, relief in his eyes and that calms the younger down.
He may not necessarily want to have this conversation yet. But he isn’t the only one affected by it.
They finish lunch and make their way to their last meeting. Jimin still feels his nerves simmering inside of him, but his need to avoid his hyung has subsided, at least for now.
After they finish their meeting, which they had filmed for some promotional reason Jimin didn’t really pay attention to, they gather their things to head to their cars and go home for the day. As they all approach the elevator, Jimin feels a hand on his shoulder stop him.
“You wanted to work on something in my studio, right?” Yoongi asks, loud enough for everyone else to hear him. Jimin’s anxiety spikes, knowing the real reason for going to his studio. But he just swallows hard and plays along.
“Right! I forgot. We’ll see you at home later.” Jimin says with a smile. Everyone besides Taehyung shrugs it off and kept going, while the outlier quirked his eyebrow at Jimin briefly before giving him a wink and following everyone else.
Yoongi dropped his hand and turned, walking down a side hallway towards Genius Lab with Jimin following. Once inside the studio, Yoongi drops down onto the couch with a sigh and Jimin stands awkwardly to the side. Ready or not, it’s time to talk.
“Jimin-ah,” Yoongi starts calmly. “Come here.”
Jimin hesitates, feeling all his muscles get tense. He examines the elder’s face, the concern on full display now and Jimin feels his chest tighten with guilt. With an exhale he sits next to Yoongi on the couch, dropping his head on the elder’s shoulder to get some sort of comfort despite the awkwardness between them.
“Min what did I do?” Yoongi asks softly, fiddling with his hoodie sleeves nervously. “I know whatever happened is my fault so just tell me.”
Jimin wants to lie so bad, say nothing happened, but that will clear up nothing.
“Do you remember anything you did this morning before I left your room?” Jimin asks, needing to know how much he really must tell the rapper.
“Not really. Just that we were cuddling and then you pulled away suddenly before leaving in a hurry.”
“So, you don’t remember pulling me closer and um…” Jimin has no idea how to explain this at all. “Fuck this is awkward.”
Jimin buries his face in Yoongi’s neck, making the rapper jump slightly. Telling his hyung that he felt his semi-hard dick is difficult enough, but Jimin also having to explain why he panicked is a whole other feat.
“Okay um so I’m pretty sure you were asleep during all of this. But uh you pulled me closer and I felt something…”
“Something?” Yoongi repeats questioningly, Jimin hoping he just has an epiphany. He sits up to face the rapper, waiting for any sign of knowing. Turns out he isn’t that lucky.
“Something…private.”
Please Yoongi use the genius brain you have and figure it out.
Yoongi continues to look at him confused, and Jimin kind of wants to die before having to actually explain this. His last-ditch effort before having to just say it is for his eyes to break the eye contact he had with Yoongi to look down before looking back up at him. He didn’t specifically look at Yoongi’s crotch, but he hopes the point gets across. And by the wide-eyed look Yoongi now has, he thinks he had the epiphany finally.
“Oh my god no” Yoongi groans, all color draining from his face before his cheeks grow redder by the second.
“Uh yeah but that isn’t it.” Jimin starts, his own gaze dropping to play with a loose string on his sleeve.
“There’s more? That is bad enough.” Yoongi mumbles, his embarrassment radiating off him.
“Uh yeah. You started touching me. Not down there! But like on my thigh.” Jimin didn’t think Yoongi could look more mortified but he was wrong. “So that’s when I pulled away and then left.”
Yoongi opens his mouth like he is going to speak but says nothing. All of this is so awkward, made even worse by the fact that Yoongi did this to his longest lasting crush ever. He thought Jimin had similar feelings, especially when they started getting closer in quarantine, but now after this he feels wrong. So wrong.
“I’m sorry I panicked and avoided you hyung.” Jimin breaks his thoughts, making the elder even more confused.
“What why are you apologizing? I should be apologizing!” Yoongi replies hurriedly, still shocked and embarrassed.
“Hear me out hyung.” Jimin says before taking a deep breath. He doesn’t want Yoongi to have the wrong impression of why he panicked. He doesn’t want to soil the newfound closeness. And part of him thinks that Yoongi feels the same feelings for the vocalist as Jimin does for the rapper.
“I didn’t panic and run for the reasons you’re probably thinking I did. I panicked because I liked it.”
Yoongi’s brain short-circuits. What is he saying? Is this all a cruel dream instead?
“I have feelings for you hyung. Romantic feelings.” Jimin’s eyes are burning a whole in the carpet, refusing to look at Yoongi in this vulnerable moment. “Have had them for a long time actually.”
Yoongi stays silent still processing the confession. The longer he says nothing though, the more awkward Jimin starts to feel in an already awkward situation. Maybe Jimin was wrong to think Yoongi reciprocates his feelings. Maybe this morning was a complete coincidental accident that has nothing to do with him.
“I have feelings for you too,” Yoongi says quietly, so quiet Jimin isn’t sure he actually heard him correctly.
“What did you say?” Jimin asks, needing confirmation. He looks at the elder then, scanning the rapper’s face. He looks mind blown and vulnerable, two expressions Jimin has never seen on his face at the same time. Yoongi reaches out to cup Jimin’s face gently, making the younger start to breathe heavy with anticipation.
“I have feelings for you, Jimin-ah” Yoongi says, looking deep into the younger’s eyes and watching his brain short-circuit. Before Jimin can respond, Yoongi is pulling him into a soft kiss, lips lingering together tenderly. Jimin feels his heart explode in his chest at the gentle kiss and wants more. He wraps his arms around Yoongi’s neck to pull him into a deeper kiss, turning his head for better access. Yoongi’s lips are as soft as they look and Jimin wants to melt at their touch.
“Jimin,” Yoongi says softly, breaking away from the kiss to speak but his hands still holding the younger’s face. “Do you want to know why I asked you to stay in the first place?”
Jimin just nods, a little speechless at how this conversation has gone and his brain is trying to reboot after the earlier short-circuit.
“When were talking earlier that night and you said you’d miss spending all day with me and how working together again wasn’t the same, I realized that maybe you felt the same way about me as I feel about you. And I felt the same, not wanting to lose the closeness we’ve developed recently. So, in that moment I just wanted to be with you for as long as I could until we had to go back to being Bangtan. Just wanted to be you and me for a while. So I asked you to stay and you did.”
Jimin feels tears start to form, overwhelmed with emotion about all this information. As soon as one falls and rolls down his cheek, Yoongi is quick to wipe it away gently with his thumb.
“Don’t cry Minie,” Yoongi says softly like Jimin is precious and fragile.
“You know I cry when I’m emotional, good or bad doesn’t matter,” Jimin laughs, pulling out of Yoongi’s reach to wipe away his tears on his sleeve. Yoongi wraps his arm around the younger and pulls him close, kissing Jimin’s temple before resting his own head on it. Jimin’s heart swells at the affection.
“So how long is a long time?” Yoongi asks, referencing back to Jimin’s confession as a smile grows on his lips.
“Pre-debut” Jimin admits, feeling himself start to blush.
“What!” Yoongi replies in shock. That is a long time and how oblivious is he to not have noticed.
“Yeah,” Jimin chuckles awkwardly at the reaction. “Guess you could call it love at first sight kind of thing.”
“You liking me at all blows my mind, but at first sight? How?”
“You’re joking right?” Jimin asks sarcastically, turning his head to look at his actually serious hyung. “Hyung really?”
“Please enlighten me because I’m genuinely lost.”
“Well first off you’re hot.” Jimin starts, making Yoongi choke on air and making him laugh.
“Way to start big.” Yoongi coughs.
“Big eh?” Jimin quirks an eyebrow teasingly and Yoongi pushes him away lightly before quickly pulling him back in his arms.
“Brat.”
“You like it.”
“I’ll tell you what I like about you when you finish explaining why you like me.” Yoongi boops his nose gently, amused at the flush in Jimin’s cheeks. “Unless you’re only reasoning is cause I’m hot.”
“Of course not!” Jimin defends, Yoongi chuckling at the younger’s behavior. “You’re also smart. You seriously know something about everything and none of us know how. And you use that knowledge to help others. You also work so hard, too hard sometimes to be honest. You’ve always been so patient with me. And you don’t bullshit, which is probably a weird thing to like. But you’re direct with what you say, and I like that. And even though you come off as uninterested or tough, you’re actually really soft and caring.”
Yoongi can feel he has gone full gummy smile as Jimin lists all these things. And once he’s finished, Jimin looks at him and rolls his eyes, his own fond smile growing.
“Don’t let it go to your head hyung,” Jimin teases, ruffling Yoongi’s hair for added annoyance.
“Can I let it go to my heart?”
“God that was so cheesy.” Jimin blushes and turns his head away, but Yoongi grabs him by the chin to gently turn his head back till they are mere centimeters apart.
“You like it” Yoongi replies, voice low and husky suddenly.
Jimin swallows hard at the tone change. He pulls he brain back to the present to say, “You’re turn.”
“My turn what?” Yoongi asks, this time softer.
“To tell me why you like me.”
Yoongi hums softly and lets go of Jimin’s chin and sits up. “Where to start?”
“Don’t tease me hyung.” Jimin squints, the tone in Yoongi’s voice making him suspicious.
“I’m the tease? Have you met yourself?” Yoongi laughs. “You were a menace there for a while, whispering in my ear when you didn’t need to and putting your hand on my stomach.”
“Hey, you teased me back and worse. I at least didn’t do things in front of everyone else.”
“Not my fault you’re so fun to tease and cute when you’re flustered.” Yoongi looks at the younger then, his eyes mischievous with a smirk.
“You’re stalling.” Jimin says, the attention and the compliment making his heart race, so he needs the topic change.
“Fine.” Yoongi replies softly before kissing Jimin on the forehead. “For starters you are literally the kindest person ever. I’ve always admired that. And you’re really dependable. You’re someone we can all count on. I like how you have both a timid side and a shamelessly proud side. You’re also unfairly cute like constantly. Seriously, it’s distracting.”
Jimin feels like he might explode from joy and the giddiness running through his veins. His cheeks are starting to hurt from smiling so wide, but he doesn’t care. Yoongi likes him, that is all that matters.
“Like right now. Distracting” Yoongi says, poking Jimin’s puffed up cheek from smiling before he continues. “I like you’re laugh and how infectious it is. I like how your smile brightens the entire room. Even this dark studio which feels a million times brighter with you in it.”
“Oh my god you’re just trying to flatter me,” Jimin pushes Yoongi softly, still smiling wide as he feels his face flush.
“And it must be working” Yoongi teases, pinching Jimin’s cheek gently till the younger swats him away and leans back. “Where do you think you’re going?”
Yoongi grabs Jimin by his waist firmly and drags the younger even closer. Jimin tries to squirm free and push on Yoongi’s shoulders to keep some sort of distance playfully. With a strong pull though, Jimin has been pulled into Yoongi’s lap, straddling the elder suddenly, his hands on Yoongi’s shoulders still. His breath catches at the realization, a shocked expression replacing the grin. He looks at Yoongi who looks just as surprised, grip tight on Jimin’s waist. The rapper relaxes first, that mischief look flicker back into his eyes.
“There is one more thing I like about you Jimin-ah” Yoongi says, voice low as his eyes get dark.
“What’s that?” Jimin asks, a little breathless as the air in the room feels thicker. Yoongi keeps the intense eye contact and his hands lightly drift to Jimin’s hips, fingertips barely grazing his ass.
“I also like…” Yoongi starts, trailing off slightly as his hands wander down Jimin’s thighs, making the younger shiver and gasp slightly. His hands return to Jimin’s hips and he leans forward to whisper into the younger’s ear “how fucking sexy you are.”
Jimin expected the kiss to be passionate and hungry, but Yoongi instead kisses him soft and loving. Its so sweet despite the energy between them being so intense. Jimin melts into the gentleness, feeling so loved and cared for. But Jimin is starting to want more, need more.
As if Yoongi read his mind, the kisses start getting more passionate and hungrier. The grip on Jimin’s hips gets tighter and pulls Jimin closer to Yoongi. Jimin hands slide from Yoongi’s shoulder to his neck, cupping it gently and pulling Yoongi into deeper kisses. Yoongi gently bites Jimin’s bottom lip, making the younger whimper softly. Jimin retaliates, slipping his tongue into the elder’s mouth and making him groan softly. Yoongi is quick to return the action, sliding his tongue past Jimin’s and making the younger moan softly into the rapper’s mouth.
“Fuck Jimin,” Yoongi exhales, pulling away just enough to breathe. “You even sound sexy.”
Jimin feels the whine in his throat and pressure building in his abdomen. “Hyung” he exhales, feeling himself getting hard just from the elder’s words.
“Jimin do you want to do this?” Yoongi asks, looking at him seriously. The sincerity and care in Yoongi’s eyes warm his heart. Jimin already trusted him fully, but that trust just got so much stronger for taking care of him.
“Yes hyung. Do you?” Jimin replies confidently, a gentle smile on his face from being taken care of. The soft sincerity flips to carnal desire then.
“Fuck yes I do.” Yoongi kisses him hard then, clashing teeth and tongues in their desperation for more.
When Yoongi grabs Jimin’s ass hard with both hands, the younger gasps out of their kissing, exposing his neck which Yoongi quickly takes advantage of. He sucks and bites lightly, sure to not leave marks but still rile the younger up. Yoongi trails kisses around his neck, exploring to find sensitive spots. There is a spot behind Jimin’s ear that Yoongi lightly bites that makes Jimin buck his hips forward and moaning.
“I love when you moan for me,” Yoongi whispers in his ear lightly kissing the spot he just bit.
“Fuck hyung,” Jimin groans, his brain starting to go fuzzy with arousal. “Need you.”
“Tell me what you want baby” Yoongi instructs, voice sweet despite the sinful look in his eyes. The pet name makes Jimin whimper and Yoongi smirks. “Do you like being called baby?”
“Mhm” Jimin hums in agreement, his mind lost in the arousal. “Love hearing you talk in general.”
“Noted” Yoongi replies with a smirk before returning to kissing Jimin’s neck. “Anything else I should know?”
Jimin trying to think is way more challenging with Yoongi kissing every sensitive spot he can find. There is only one thing Jimin can think of.
“I want you to fuck me.”
Yoongi stopped his ministrations then and his grip tightened on Jimin’s hips. The rapper’s eyes meet Jimin’s, filled with both surprise and lust.
“That was blunt.”
“You asked what I wanted so I told you.”
“Fair.” Yoongi exhales, effected by Jimin’s honesty.
“What do you want hyung?” Jimin takes advantage of the stunned Yoongi to kiss his way around the elder’s neck, leaving his own trail of soft sucks and bites that won’t mark. Yoongi groans softly and that is music to Jimin’s ears. Jimin’s ministrations must be distracting since Yoongi hasn’t answered him at all, and after a slightly harder suck behind the rapper’s ear makes him swear under his breath, that sparks something in Jimin’s mind.
“Want to suck you off. Let me taste you.” Jimin whispers and he hears Yoongi’s breath catch. “Do you want that hyung?”
“Yes. Oh my god yes Jimin-ah.” Yoongi pulls Jimin’s face to be in front of his, kissing him hard and messy. Jimin moans when he feels the erection straining in Yoongi’s jeans under him and he is reminded of his own hard on.
Jimin’s mind is pulled from those thoughts when Yoongi’s hands find their way under his shirt, warm palms sliding up from his waist to his chest and back down over his abs. Jimin feels his body get hot and pulls away from the kiss to pull off his own shirt in one motion, tossing it to the floor while Yoongi stares at him wide-eyed.
“Fuck you’re so hot” Yoongi pants, openly ogling Jimin’s body. They return to their passionate kisses and Jimin is pawing at Yoongi’s hoodie making Yoongi chuckle at the urgency of it.
“Want to touch you. Please hyung.” Jimin whines, pulling on the front of the hoodie with both hands.
“Okay baby” Yoongi laughs airily, letting Jimin grab the hem of the hoodie and pulling it over the elder’s head. After tossing it aside, Jimin’s hands land on Yoongi’s chest, feeling the elder’s chest rise and fall with heavy breaths and his heart race.
“Hyung is so hot” Jimin mumbles, leaning down to kiss from Yoongi’s neck down to his collarbones.
“Not as hot as you” Yoongi pants.
“Shut up. You’re just as hot if not more.”
“Liar” Yoongi chuckles. Jimin bites hard on a collarbone making the rapper yelp. “Yah! The fuck.”
“I’m not a liar” Jimin smirked, softly kissing where he just bit.
“You are a brat though.”
“That’s true.” Jimin replies, pushing himself off of Yoongi’s lap to kneel on the floor between his legs, making Yoongi grunt softly at the change. Jimin kisses down Yoongi’s chest and stomach, stopping just above the waistband of his jeans. “Gonna make you feel so good hyung.”
Jimin makes quick work of unbuttoning and unzipping Yoongi’s jeans, his hand grazing the clothed cock and making Yoongi hiss. Jimin pulls off the jeans, leaving Yoongi in nothing but his boxers. Jimin trails a finger over the still covered erection, making Yoongi squirm. A wet spot has formed and Jimin makes small circles on it, knowing the fabric is rubbing on Yoongi’s tip.
“Fuck you’re such a tease baby” Yoongi pants in anticipation, Jimin just smirks up at him before wrapping his fingers around the boxer’s waistband and pulling them off slowly. Yoongi hisses softly as he is exposed, dick hitting his stomach once free.
“Big was right” Jimin says, eyeing Yoongi’s cock while his mouth starts to water. He hears Yoongi chuckle at that and cuts him off when he wraps his hand around the base. Jimin just rubs his thumb up and down slowly, and Yoongi is already groaning quietly. But Jimin wants to hear more.
“Fuck Jimin!” Yoongi yelps when Jimin sucks one of his balls into his mouth lightly. When he goes to suck the other one Yoongi lets out a louder groan and fuck that is what Jimin wanted. He licks all the way up the shaft before suckling the tip and licking around the tip, tasting the precum.
“God didn’t know your mouth would be this good” Yoongi groans as Jimin’s tongue slides of the slit, sending a shiver up the rapper’s body. Jimin comes off the tip with a soft pop then to say “I’m good at a lot of things you don’t know about yet.”
The look in Yoongi’s eyes alone at that makes Jimin moan gently. Yoongi’s pupils are blown with lust, shock, and a deep desire to learn what these other things are.
Jimin starts to take his length into his mouth, making Yoongi’s head drop back and groan longer as Jimin keeps going. What Jimin can’t take he keeps in his hand and starts to bob his head slowly, tongue pressed to the underside and sucking occasionally.
“Yeah baby so good. Oh my god so fucking good.” Yoongi moans, making Jimin moan around his dick. Yoongi looks down at the sight in front of him, Jimin taking his cock deeper with each bop and hand working in tandem. “So pretty for me. Sucking my dick so good.”
Jimin moans hard at the praise, feeling his own erection press hard against his jeans wanting to be released. He palms himself briefly with his free hand to satiate himself as he bobs faster on Yoongi’s cock. Jimin pulls off with a pop, gasping for air as he continues to stroke the elder.
“Want to cum like this hyung? Want me to swallow?” Jimin asks, voice raspy from the previous intrusion.
“You’re so dirty Jimin-ah” Yoongi pants, the stroking keeping his mind fuzzy with pleasure.
“Only for you hyung.”
Yoongi looks like he is going to eat Jimin alive at that, pulling the younger back into his lap and kissing him hard on the mouth, tongue fighting its way in and hands squeezing Jimin’s ass hard. Jimin gasps as he grinds against the rapper, needing any relief.
“Touch me hyung. Please touch me.”
Without missing a beat, Yoongi flips Jimin onto his back on the couch, leaving the younger breathless momentarily while he works to take off the jeans in his way. Jimin lifts his hips to help and Yoongi pulls off both his jeans and boxers in one motion, making Jimin swear under his breath as his length is released.
“Beautiful” Yoongi mumbles, ogling Jimin’s now fully naked body. Jimin feels so exposed like this, with Yoongi’s hungry eyes look all over him. He loves it, the intense stare of the lust filled eyes burning into his soul.
“Hyung please I need you” Jimin pants, anticipation starting to kill him as his neglected cock throbs. That snaps Yoongi out of it and he wraps his long fingers around Jimin’s length, sliding his thumb over the tip to collect the precum in his palm as lubricant.
“Fuck finally” Jimin exhales as Yoongi stokes him slowly, savoring every touch as his hand glides up and down. Yoongi starts leaving soft kisses on Jimin’s hip bones, trailing down to the younger’s thighs. He sucks hard on the inside of Jimin’s left thigh, making him yelp and leaving it to bruise.
“That is for the bite from earlier” Yoongi smirks, kissing the red spot softly before moving on.
“And I’m the brat” Jimin exhales. He gasps as Yoongi licks just the tip, tasting the precum that’s dripped since he started. Yoongi smirks at him after before letting go of the younger’s dick and softly kissing him on the lips.
“Need to open you up for me” Yoongi says low and sexy, making Jimin whimper. Yoongi stands then and goes to his desk where he opens a drawer and pulls out a small bottle and a condom. Jimin can’t help but smile at that, which makes Yoongi quirk an eyebrow at him when he returns. “What?”
“Someone’s prepared” Jimin teases, eyes on the bottle in the rapper’s hands.
“Better safe then stupid Min” Yoongi responds, which makes Jimin’s heart warm with endearment.
“Who else have you fucked in here, hm?” Jimin taunts. The elder hovers over Jimin then, eyes half-lidded as they look down at the younger.
“You’ll be the first” Yoongi responds softly before kissing Jimin. Jimin feels his heart skip and heat flush to his chest and face at that. Something about that makes him feel special which just warms his heart further.
“Roll over baby” Yoongi instructs gently, sitting back on his heels to let him move easier. Jimin does as told, rolling onto his stomach before pushing his body up, ass in the air and back arched. He hears Yoongi suck in a hard breath at that.
“This might be the best thing I’ve seen in my life” Yoongi mumbles, Jimin kicks at him lightly then making the elder chuckle. Jimin looks over his shoulder as he hears the bottle cap being flipped open and Yoongi pouring some lube onto his fingers, rubbing them together to warm up the cool liquid.
“Is this a bad time to ask if you’ve done this before?” Yoongi asks while he warms the lube more.
“Are you asking if I’m a virgin hyung?” Jimin giggles at that. “Yes, I’ve done this before. Just been a while.”
Yoongi hums at the response, grabbing Jimin’s legs and adjusting them for better access. “I promise to take care of you baby.”
Jimin feels butterflies in his stomach at the sweetness of that sentence and he can’t help but smile.
“Ready?” Yoongi asks, hands spreading Jimin’s cheeks apart.
“So ready” Jimin says. Yoongi circles the rim first and the first touch sends a shiver up his spine. Fuck this is actually happening right now. Before he gets lost in that thought though, Yoongi has pushed the tip of his index finger passed the rim making Jimin groan.
“So tight baby” Yoongi grunts as he pushes his finger in farther. Jimin loses himself in the feeling and quickly wants more.
“More hyung please” Jimin moans as Yoongi starts moving slightly. Yoongi pulls the one finger out fully and re-enters with two, making Jimin groan even louder. He moves them in and out slowly, scissoring occasionally to stretch the younger out. After a little while, Yoongi adds a third and fourth finger, stretching Jimin as much as possible so it’s comfortable.
“Fuck hyung need you inside me” Jimin groans, pushing his ass back into Yoongi’s hand wanting more. He hears Yoongi groan at that action and Yoongi puts his free hand on the small of Jimin’s back to hold him still as he pulls his fingers out. Jimin whines at the emptiness and Yoongi gentle rubs his back briefly before grabbing the condom and tearing it open. His rolls it onto his length, making himself hiss at the touch before grabbing the lube bottle again and pouring a generous amount onto his palm.
“On your back baby” Yoongi says softly, stroking himself till he is coated. Jimin rolls over and Yoongi grabs his hips to pull him into position. He leans over the younger then, kissing him softly a few times.
“Tell me if it’s too much okay?” Yoongi says softly, kissing Jimin’s forehead lightly before leaning back.
“Okay hyung” Jimin responds, breathing heavy with anticipation. Yoongi puts Jimin’s legs on his shoulders and lines himself, tip barely pressing into Jimin’s hole but still causing a shiver to roll through the younger’s body.
“Ready?” Yoongi asks, looking at the younger gently and eyes full of care.
“Ready” Jimin confirms. Yoongi uses one hand to guide himself in while the other holds Jimin in place by the hip. As soon as the tip has pushed past the rim, Jimin is moaning loud and long. He stretches around the rapper, a slight burn that is quickly faded to pleasure the further he goes. He is going so slow, not wanting to hurt Jimin. Once he bottoms out, fully inside the younger, Yoongi places his hands on either side of Jimin’s shoulder, leaning forward to softly kiss Jimin’s forehead while he adjusts.
“You good?” Yoongi asks softly, scanning Jimin’s face for any sharp reactions.
“Yeah” Jimin pants. He is hyperventilating slightly, adjusting to the large intrusion slowly while also being bent in half. Thank god he is flexible.
“Tell me when baby” Yoongi adds, kissing Jimin softly again all around his face.
After a few more moments of adjustment Jimin exhales and says “Okay”
Yoongi smirks at him before saying “Now it’s my turn to make you feel good.”
Jimin’s breath catches at that and Yoongi starts to move slowly, keeping the thrusts soft and shallow. He starts pulling out more but keeping it slow, feeling every inch of Jimin as he goes.
“Fuck you are so tight. Feels amazing.” Yoongi says a little breathless.
“Hyung fills me so good. So full.” Jimin moans as Yoongi pulls almost all the way to all they way in again, filling the rapper’s full length rub his walls perfectly. “Harder please”
Yoongi grunts and obliges, making his thrusts a little faster and sharper, keeping a regular pace going making Jimin moan with each thrust. He starts to pick up the pace, making Jimin’s moans louder and him thankful for sound proofing.
“Baby feel good?” Yoongi asks, voice sultry and sinful as his dark eyes examine Jimin under him.
“So good. Hyung is so good. Ah!” Jimin yelps as Yoongi hit his prostate, pleasure sparking through him like electricity. “Right there hyung!”
“Right here baby?” Yoongi snaps his hips hard, hitting the spot dead on and making Jimin’s back arch.
“Yes there fuck there please!” Jimin rambles. Yoongi obliges, thrusting hard and fast into the sensitive nerves that spike Jimin’s arousal with each hit. He yelps with each contact, unable to say any real words as pleasure starts to pool in his abdomen like lava.
“Wish you could see yourself right now. Look so good taking my cock in your ass.” Yoongi says with a grunt, his own orgasm starting to bubble inside him.
“D-don’t stop p-please d-don’t stop” Jimin moans, stuttering with every thrust.
“Don’t stop what baby. Fucking your sweet spot or talking about how hot you look right now?”
Jimin blood feels like fire as it pumps through him and he lets out a guttural groan. “Both. Do both.”
“Fuck baby you feel so unbelievably good. So good on my cock. Taking it so well. Fuck so pretty.” Yoongi is thrusting as fast and hard as he can, watching Jimin unravel underneath him and starting to scream.
“C-close hyung!” Jimin gasps, his body filled with electricity like a live wire. His vision is starting to go blurry. “Touch me please!”
Yoongi grabs Jimin’s throbbing cock and starts stroking in tandem with his thrusts, fast and hard. Jimin lets out a blood-curdling cry as he feel his insides explode into fire. He is rapidly approaching his orgasm.
“Cum baby. Cum just for me.” Yoongi says, voice husky. That was the tipping point.
“Y-yoongi!” Jimin cries as he cums hard all over himself and Yoongi’s hand. He has a death grip on the couch cushion underneath him as his back arches high and his vision goes white. Yoongi strokes him through it, slowing his thrusts down to not overwhelm. He is at his high for a while, never having cum this hard before.
“So pretty when you cum. Such a mess you made for me.” Yoongi says, voice sound strained from holding his own orgasm back.
“Hyung” Jimin exhales as he begins to relax and come down. “Need to feel you cum.”
The sinful request sparks something inside Yoongi, who returns to thrusting a punishing pace into the younger. Yoongi grabs Jimin’s hips to move Jimin’s body to meet his thrusts. Jimin starts to squirm at the oversensitivity, clenching around Yoongi making the older groan hard.
“Ah tight. So tight. Fuck.” Yoongi rambles. Jimin clenches hard, keeping himself as tight as possible making a flurry of swears fall from the rapper’s mouth.
“Shit Jimin-ah. Gonna cum. Too good. So good baby. Fuck!” A few more thrusts and Yoongi is pushing into Jimin hard, cumming into the condom with a heavy groan and gripping Jimin’s hips so hard they’ll bruise. Jimin moans hard himself, the oversensitivity pushing Jimin over the edge again and cumming onto his stomach.
They both breathe hard, trying to catch their breath as they come down from the high. Yoongi pulls out with a wince, takes off the condom before tying it and tossing it towards the trash can. He lets Jimin’s legs drop to the couch and looks down at the younger who is basking in the afterglow.
“Cuddles” Jimin says softly, his eyes still closed as his breath evens out.
“Let me clean you up first, okay?”
Yoongi makes his way to standing and grabs some wipes from his desk draw. He gently cleans off the remnants of Jimin’s orgasms and tosses the used wipes in the trash before sitting behind Jimin.
“Sit up baby” Yoongi requests softly. Jimin does so begrudgingly and Yoongi quickly pulls him back down to lie on his chest wrapped up in his arms. Jimin lets himself go lax in Yoongi’s embrace as the elder rakes his fingers through Jimin’s hair. “You good baby?”
“Mmmm so good. More than good.” Jimin mumbles, feeling sleepy after the excitement. “Thank you for taking care of me hyung.”
“Of course Min” Yoongi says sweetly, kissing the top of Jimin’s head. They stay like that in silence for a while, enjoying the shared afterglow.
“Hyung” Jimin says sleepily, tilting his head to look at the rapper.
“Yes Jimin?”
“What happens now?”
There is a silent tension now of what comes next. They’ve confessed to each other and consummated a relationship, but what is that relationship exactly. Something has inevitably changed, now they have to define it.
“I don’t know Min. What do you want to happen?”
“I…” Jimin trails off nervously. “I want to be with you.”
Yoongi looks at him fondly, his eyes full of love and endearment towards the younger. “I want to be with you too.”
Jimin smiles at that and reaches up to pull Yoongi into a gentle kiss. After a few more tender kisses they pull apart, looking at each other lovingly.
“We should go home. We both need showers and then we can talk about us, yeah?”
Jimin nods in agreement before forcing himself to sit up and wake up a little. Yoongi hands him his clothes before finding his own and pulling them on. Jimin dresses himself quickly before walking over to Yoongi and wrapping his arms around him from behind.
“Can I sleep with you again tonight?” he asks sweetly.
“Of course. As long as you don’t panic and flee again.” Yoongi laughs airily.
“Hey my panic led to what all just happened.” Jimin defends, pushing Yoongi lightly away with a smirk.
“True.” Yoongi smiles, pulling the younger into his arms. “I still don’t want you to run away from me though.”
“I won’t.” Jimin confirms, a soft smile and gentle gaze on the rapper. “I promise.”
“Good.” Yoongi replies before kissing Jimin lovingly.
They pull away from each other to grab their stuff and head out, interlacing their fingers to hold hands as they leave the studio.