yoongi sighed when the sun from his window tickled his pale skin, he hissed and rolled over pulling a pillow closer to him thinking it was the younger.

"jimin...?" yoongi mumbled into the pillow.

the boy opened his eyes and pouted when the younger wasn't laid next to him, it'd been along time since he's slept by himself. it felt weird.

yoongi yawned and walked into the bright bathroom, he rolled his eyes when he saw his reflection. the younger had written 'went home & took ur clothes :p' on his forehead and a smudged moustache on his upper lip.

yoongi pulled off his clothes and hopped in the shower letting the warm water relax his body as the moments from yesterday replayed in his head. yoongi giggled to himself as he remembered the way jimin was all shy and blushy. it made his heart melt.

once yoongi was done he wrapped a fluffy towel around his waist and exited the bathroom he then slipped on a pair of skinny jeans and a black hoodie before leaving his bedroom. the familiar smell of his dads cigarettes could be smelt from the hallway, yoongi cringed covering his mouth with sleeve. he ran into the kitchen and took out a vanilla scented air freshener, he then walked into the living room where his father was sat and sprayed the whole place.

"yoongi knock it off!" mr min sighed putting out his cigar.

"smoking will kill you and it smells nasty" yoongi replied continuing to spray the couch and rug.

"oh well" mr min coughed watching his son franticly spray everything in sight.

"guess what!" yoongi giggled feeling all excited as he put the air freshener onto the coffee table.

"what?" mr min replied in a bored tone.

"i asked jimin to be boyfriends and he said maybe!" yoongi squealed whilst hugging himself.

mr min cringed watching his son giggle to himself like an idiot.

"good for you i guess?" he said in a monotone voice.

"oh forget it" yoongi hissed walking back into his bedroom slamming his door dramatically.

yoongi huffed and threw himself onto his warm bed lying on his tummy, he felt like crying but he didn't see the point any more his dad just didn't care. he felt a buzz in his pocket and pulled out his - kumamon cased - phone. he looked at the time: 16:24.

jimin: my mum is having a dinner party later

jimin: she said i could bring a friend over (:

yoongi: but boyfriends? ;-;

jimin: no

yoongi: ugh fine i'll come but if she hurts me i'm suing

yoongi got off his lazy ass and decided to make his way to jimin's house, he ignored his dads question on 'where he was going' and stormed to the front door making sure to slam it — as his dad hated the loud sound.

once he arrived he timidly knocked on the door, scared he was too under-dressed for the occasion. all his worried disappeared when jimin answer the door showing his famous eye smile as he pulled the older into a tight embrace.

"well hello yoongi" mrs park spat as she ruffled the boys hair roughly making yoongi flinch.

"come on, no ones here yet we can go in the garden" jimin beamed pulling the older by the sleeve into the luscious garden, making him sit on the worn out swing set.

yoongi began to swing his legs making the swing creak as it went back and forth, jimin did the same trying to match yoongi's speed so they'd swing at the same time.

"i didn't know you had this" yoongi chuckled looking up at the aged set.

"me and my brother used to go on it as kids, but now he's at university... and i never see him" jimin said smiling at the memory.

mrs park watched the pair from the kitchen window making sure they weren't getting "too close", in her mind yoongi was forcing jimin to like him and she didn't want her son to end up being gay.

she had to put a stop to it.

"jimin the guest are here why don't you answer the door?" mrs park asked from the back door step.

"can't you do it... i mean they're your friends" jimin groaned taking ahold of yoongi's hand wanting to stay with the older.

"fine" mrs park replied trying to keep a sweet face. the small gesture making her blood boil.

yoongi cringed at the glare jimin's mother gave him, he felt some-what scared of her and jimin could sense it.

"do you wanna go upstairs?" jimin asked jumping off the swing.

"yes please" yoongi blushed, he felt like mrs park was watching his every move.

the two made their way past all of mrs parks overly-dressed friends, all of them looking down at the smol boys with snobby eyes. mrs park was handing out wine glasses to each guest as the two scurried upstairs, she felt as if yoongi would do something but pushed the thought to the back of her mind.

jimin ran into his bedroom and flopped onto his bed, yoongi shyly followed closing the door behind them. jimin patted a space on his bed so yoongi wouldn't stand awkwardly at the door.

"why so shy?" jimin teased.

"i'm not shy" yoongi replied sitting on the bed next to jimin.

"you wanna play mortal kombat?" jimin asked hopping off the bed and diving onto the ground turning on his game console.

"sure...loser has to do what the other says" yoongi smirked as he wiggled his eyebrows.

jimin hesitated at first but nodded, he threw the older a handset pulling the tv closer to the bed so they could see it better.

after five rounds of yoongi winning and jimin demanding another round to prove he could win, he lost miserably. yoongi threw his controller aggressively onto the bed jumping on the thick mattress as he did a small victory dance, wiggling his butt and showing his gummy smile.

"whatever" jimin snapped folding his arms and pouting like a toddler.

"you have to do what i say now~" yoongi sniggered moving closer to the younger male.

jimin huffed and faced the older waiting for his commandment. 

"sit on my lap" yoongi smirked.

jimin flushed but listened to the older, he hesitantly straddled the other boy resting comfortability on his slim thighs. yoongi pressed his forehead against jimin's looking deeply into his eyes, his devilish gaze making the younger whimper and screw his eyes shut.

"who's shy now" yoongi asked as he stuck his tongue out to the side of his mouth.

"i'm not" jimin exclaimed trying to keep his gaze on yoongi.

"kiss me" yoongi commanded, his voice going dangerously low as his hands made their way to the youngers sides.

"what?!"

"i said kiss me...but only if you want to" the older repeated his deep voice turning sweet again.

jimin looked at the older before slowly crashing his plump lips onto yoongi's, the kiss felt different, it wasn't innocent i had more passion in it. lust maybe. the younger moaned as the older bit down on his bottom lip making him squirm in yoongi's lap his round ass teasing the olders crotch. the action made yoongi growl and gently squeeze the youngers thick butt jimin moaning, at the sensation.

"there's people downstairs" jimin squeaked, as the older began leaving wet kisses down his jawline, all the way up to his left ear which he licked the warm muscle sending shivers down the youngers spine.

"then be quiet" yoongi coed before going back to kissing the youngers silky skin.

jimins breath hitched as he felt a hard object poked in his thighs, he flushed a dark crimson shade, the colour showing his - secret - love and embarrassment to the older male. jimin stomach became swarmed with untameable butterflies and his heart started to thump at an incredible rate.

yoongi felt jimin tense in his arms he slowly pulled away from the younger studying his timid actions as he still rested on his lap.

"d-do you want me to continue?" yoongi asked awkwardly, scared he may have hurt the younger again.

"i don't know" jimin replied looking away, his whole body going warm as he cheeks flashed an even darker shade. he liked the way the it all felt but hated how he was turned on by another male.

"yes or no?"

"yes"

i'm so done with jimin

but his thighs tho