《Innocent》[YOONMIN]

[Caution: contains mature content. Smut warning.]

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"Fuck you!" The girl stands up, stomping away angrily.

"Well, you couldn't though." Yoongi yells at the girl walking away. She shows him a middle finger, not turning back and exits the bar.

"Damn bro! Why can't you just get laid?" Namjoon says, drinking away the remaining alcohol inside his glass. "One more of this." He tells the bartender.

"She was a fakeass anyways. I don't care." Yoongi rolls his eyes.

"At this rate, you'll die before you get your dick inside someone." Namjoon shakes his head, looking around.

"Don't waste your time on me, joon." Yoongi mutters but his voice is muffled under the very loud music.

"Suit yourself." Namjoon says, standing up. "I'll go take a piss." He says, already sounding a bit tipsy.

Yoongi nods, drowning himself in another shot of tequila. He just wants to get wasted tonight.

He isn't a bar person. He barely even attends parties from his university friends. This was namjoon's crazy idea to get him to lose his virginity through a one night stand which yoongi originally had refused but namjoon is smart enough to get him to agree. That's how he ended up here.

Only namjoon knows about yoongi still being a virgin at 24. Yoongi had no intention of leaking this piece of information but he once accidentally spat it out when he was drunk.

He still dreads that day whenever he thinks about it. How he must have lost his demeanor and probably vented about everything to namjoon. He hates being vulnerable. That's all he knows for now.

Namjoon comes back after a some minutes.

"Took you long enough." Yoongi says curtly.

"Actually... I'll have to head out now." He says, sounding more sober now.

"What?" Yoongi puts down his glass.

"It's... an emergency." He points behind his back. A girl dressed in tight black dress which barely concealed anything, stood there waiting for namjoon.

Yoongi rolls his eyes but lets namjoon go.

"Hoes before bros. Very nice, kim fucking namjoon." He sighs. "Toast to my virgin ass." He says, raising his glass high in the air and then chucks it down in one sip.

He is pretty drunk now. It's so obvious. Even his hand is wobbly, spilling the drink all over the table.

"Easy there, mate!" Yoongi looks up in the direction of the voice.

A man dressed in plain black shirt, half of the buttons are undone as he stares at yoongi. He is sitting next to him, holding a glass of liquor that looks fancy because of the radiant colour it has.

Yoongi simply ignores him, not ready to take anyone's bullshit.

"Looks like your friend abandoned you..." the man again speaks up, trying to get yoongi's attention.

"What are you? A stalker? Fuck off." Yoongi says, trying to stand up but in the process he spills his drink all over his shirt. Now he's all drenched in alcohol.

"Lemme help." The man from earlier says.

"You haven't left yet?" Yoongi says, frustrated.

This time, the man ignores him and helps him to get up.

"I can walk by myself." Yoongi resists but the guy is stubborn and doesn't let go.

He wraps yoongi's arm around his shoulder, slowly walking him towards the restroom.

They reach the restroom but it seems to be packed.

"Why does everyone has to take a shit at the same time? I smell like alcohol, I hate it." Yoongi blabs, resting all of his weight on the guy.

"I have a room upstairs, wanna come with me?" The guy suggests and yoongi is too drunk and pissed to think straight as he nods his head. He lets the guy drag him inside one of the rooms upstairs on the third floor.

"Slowly... slowly." The guy says as he turns the knob, opening the door as the room expends in front of yoongi's drunk eyes.

The interior is mostly dark and the lights are dim. The guy shuts the door behind him as he takes yoongi to the bathroom, being gentle.

"What's your name, stalker?" Yoongi asks, taking his shoulder as a support and stands up straight.

"Why do you wanna know?" He responds.

"Should I keep calling you stalker then?" He says, trying to keep his eyes open.

"Sadly, that's doesn't turn me on." He looks straight into yoongi's eyes which are constantly blinking. "Park Jimin is the name." He says in a small voice but for some reason his voice sounds intentionally seductive to yoongi.

"Jimin. Okay!" Yoongi smiles like a baby. So innocent, jimin thinks to himself.

"Mind if I take off the shirt, sweetheart?" Jimin asks, tugging on the first button of yoongi's shirt.

Yoongi nods obediently, too drunk to oppose. Jimin makes him stand in front of the mirror, by the support of the sink so yoongi is now backed up on the counter.

Jimin starts to unbutton his shirt, not even once looking away from him. His gaze is constant and yoongi can't help but stare back at him. He feels the hotness building inside him because of his gaze. His ears and cheeks feel hot.

"It's so... hot." He mumbles, trying to quickly remove the shirt.

"Why is it hot?" Jimin asks, grabbing yoongi's hands as he stops him from moving.

"Because... because-" yoongi gulps. He can't find words.

All he can see is jimin's burning eyes boring holes on his face. It's so intense yet gentle that he finds himself getting frustrated. Maybe it's because of the alcohol? But jimin surely plays a big role in him feeling hot all of sudden.

He can't take it anymore. The bubbling hotness in the pit of his stomach is too much to take for a drunk, fragile heart of his. He grabs jimin by the collar, yanking him and smashes his lips on jimin's plump ones.

He slides his shirt down his shoulders, pulling jimin closer.

"Easy there, darling." Jimin breathes deeply, moving his lips away.

"Why?" Yoongi growls, feeling impatient.

"Who am I?" He asks.

"Huh?" Yoongi asks back.

"Who am I?" He emphasises his words.

"Park jimin." Yoongi answers.

"Who are you?" Jimin asks again.

"Min yoongi." He responds immediately.

"And what are we going to do now?" He asks, inching closer to his lips.

"Making love." Yoongi doesn't hesitate. His lips find jimin's in an instant.

"Fuck!" Jimin groans in between the kiss. "You're such a turn on." He says, panting and helps yoongi to sit on top of the counter as he grabs his waist, pulling him more into him as yoongi's hands are busy undoing jimin's shirt.

Soon his shirt finds its way to the floor. Yoongi's hair is a mess, jimin's fingers entangled in those smooth locks.

Jimin parts yoongi's legs apart, pulling him more into his own body as he moves down, leaving kisses all over yoongi's neck and chest. His hand is occupied by the pink nipples that yoongi possesses, as he hears him whimper now and then. Yoongi almost loses his control and trembles at his touch.

"You're surprisingly sensitive, darling." Jimin says, looking up at him.

"What do you expect from a virgin?" Yoongi says in a low voice, breathing heavily.

"For real? Shit!" Jimin groans, feeling turned on.

He picks yoongi up and makes him stand back on his feet. Yoongi feels a little better now; not as drunk as before but he still doesn't want to back off.

"Can I?" Jimin asks in a way his voice sounds lovely, like honey dripping inside yoongi's ears while his hands tug on yoongi's belt.

"Go ahead." He says, giving permission. There's no turning back now, he reminds himself.

Jimin quickly unfastens the belt, opening the button, pulling down his pants in a second.

"God! You're so beautiful, yoongi." He whispers as he brushes his hand down from yoongi's chest to his abdomen and finally resting it on his groin. Yoongi moans at the feeling of Jimin's hand resting just on top of his member. Jimin is making him needy.

"I know. Now, get your hand inside for fuck's sake." Yoongi says, groaning as he grows impatient making jimin chuckle.

"Adorable."  He whispers, finally allowing himself to sneak his hand inside yoongi's boxers earning a gasp from him.

"I love it how you're so expressive." Jimin says, grabbing him as he fists him up and down, at first slowly and painfully- for yoongi -feeling him pulsate in the palm of his hand and then he gradually starts to pump him, increasing the speed.

Yoongi can't stay still, his knees are weak and eyes closed, feeling too fragile to speak, he can't even open his eyes as he whimpers and moans freely, without holding back.

"You can let it go, sweetheart. Don't hold yourself back." Jimin says, leaving a loving smooch on his lips. Yoongi clutches the edge of the counter, his knees are about to give up.

He finally exhales loudly, coming all over inside his underwear. Jimin smirks.

"Oops! It's all dirty now. What should we do?" He leans in, kissing yoongi again.

"We should- go inside." Yoongi says, barely holding up.

"Uh huh! But first, take you out of this." Jimin says, swiftly pulling yoongi's boxers down as it hits the floor. His own hard-on is aching now after watching yoongi fully naked.

"Still hard, huh? I like it." Jimin says, bending down as he kisses the tip of yoongi's dick which is still pretty hard.

Jimin kisses him, walking inside the room and at the same time trying to get rid of his pants. Yoongi helps him, pulling his pants down as he lay yoongi down on the bed.

The dim lighting makes yoongi's little whimpers hotter as the sweat on his forehead remains. jimin lets himself out of his boxers as he settles himself in between yoongi's legs.

"Scared?" Jimin asks him. Yoongi doesn't say anything but his eyes are closed shut.

"Don't worry." Jimin gently pecks his cheek. "I'm usually a top, but I can bottom for you tonight." He smiles slyly, as yoongi slowly opens his eyes.

"I won't do it for free." Jimin says again. "You have to do the same for me next time, okay, love?" He says and yoongi pulls him closer, grabbing his face as he kisses him passionately.

Jimin slowly raises his hips up, positioning himself on top of yoongi's abdomen and gently sits himself down on his dick as a slow whimper leaves his mouth. His eyes are tightly closed, as he takes his time to adjust.

Yoongi kisses his lips, distracting him from the visible pain that was obvious on his face. Jimin slowly starts to thrust, riding him. Yoongi can't help but roll his eyes in pleasure, clutching the bedsheet.

The pain slowly subsides and jimin can finally move faster, a small smile dancing on his lips. He hides his face in yoongi's neck who is busy moaning jimin's name which is only making him more and more excited. Jimin can't take it anymore as he comes for the first time while yoongi, for the second time as he curses under his breath breathing heavily.

"Fuck! Do you like it?" Jimin asks in between his short breaths.

"I love it." Yoongi replies, smiling making jimin giggle.

"Likewise." Jimin mumbles and props himself down on the bed, feeling exhausted as he hugs yoongi closer. He doesn't realise when sleep envelops his tired body.

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The morning sun rays shine through the curtain, falling upon his eyes as yoongi stirs from his sleep. He moves his face, trying to run away from the bright light.

This makes jimin to wake up as he grunts, mumbling something and opens his eyes. He watches yoongi turn around so now he can see his face. Yoongi slowly opens his eyes.

"Don't tell me that you don't remember anything, please." Jimin says, half laughing, half yawning.

"Who are you?" Yoongi says, making him startled.

"What the..." He says, in utter surprise.

"I'm kidding you, Park jimin." Yoongi says, laughing.

"You scared me for a second." Jimin says, pulling yoongi closer as he hugs him.

"Why?" Yoongi asks, pretending to be oblivious.

"You must remember me, so that you can repay my kindness from last night." Jimin says, drawing circles on yoongi's naked back. Yoongi nods, smiling.

"Hey, where are we? This doesn't look like a normal room." Yoongi looks around.

"In my room...?" Jimin says.

"Your... room?" Yoongi asks.

"Um, my dad owns this bar. Mostly, I'm the one managing it in my free time." Jimin says, smiling sheepishly.

"You little..." yoongi laughs.

"You know that I'm not little at all." Jimin says, laughing as well.

"Shut up!" Yoongi says and they both laugh it out, feeling content.

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Holy shit!! Well..... it is what it is! (I feel guilty)  Anyways, hope you eNjOyEd~
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