"And all of the nights and all of the days, yeah we're watching them fading away. And oh what a life when you're rolling the dice, when I'm gambling all of the time. Because I don't need your love, I just need you now... and all that I need is a sweet escape."
~Dean Lewis, 'Need You Now'

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*Jimin's POV*

I tugged at his sleeve, indicating I wanted him to stand up. He slowly rose from his seat, eyes locked on my face. My grip on his sleeve tightened as I pulled him towards me.

Before my lips could touch his, he turned his head to the side and placed his hands on my shoulders, holding me back. Confusion masked his face as he shook his head.

"Jimin..." Yoongi said quietly.

"It's okay, hyung," I whispered. "Let me take care of you."

I leaned forward and pressed my lips lightly against the pale, soft skin of his neck. I held back a moan at the contact. I had imagined this moment a thousand times, but I never imagined his skin would feel this soft or taste this sweet. I trailed my lips over his sharp jawline, breathing him in. He smelled like vanilla, I assumed from his shampoo. I made my way to his ear and lightly nipped at the lobe, making him let out a soft gasp. A small smile played at my lips before I dragged my tongue from the base of his throat to his ear.

"Jimin," he breathed out. I looked at the man I loved, an unreadable expression on his face. I pushed through the last bit of my shyness and sunk to my knees. Yoongi's eyes widened as I placed my hand at the top of his pajama pants, indicating what I wanted to do. I stared at him in silent questioning, waiting for his approval. After a few seconds of being in thought, Yoongi slowly nodded his head. I tried to contain my joy, but couldn't help letting out a small smile.

I hooked my fingers around the band of his pants and pulled them down, stopping when his half-hard cock sprang out. I took a deep breath as I drank in the sight. Even if he wasn't fully erect, he was still an impressive size. I bit my lip at the thought of his large member being inside of me, messing me up. I made eye contact with Yoongi as I slid my tongue from his base to his tip. At the contact, Yoongi sucked in a sharp breath and immediately broke eye contact. I felt slightly disappointed at that, but if he was uncomfortable with eye contact, I wasn't going to force him. We'll just have to work up to that.

I gave his sensitive tip kitten licks and used my right hand to pump his length. I heard his breathing grow deeper and took that as encouragement. I could feel him becoming fully erect in my grasp. Yoongi let out a deep moan as I took him in my mouth, bobbing my head rhythmically. I had never done anything like this before. Sure, I've been on dates and had my fair share of kisses, but I've never gone this far before. Probably because I was never in love before Min Yoongi. But I've watched enough porn to know what to do, and Yoongi seemed to be responding well to it.

I swirled my tongue around his leaking tip, his precum tasting deliciously sweet. Not being able to take his entire length in my mouth, I used my right hand to pump what I couldn't reach. His low moans caused me to feel excited, and I lowered my left hand into my own pants and began to pump myself.

"Holy shit..." Yoongi swore as he tossed his head back. His hand found its way to my hair and gripped it tightly. The roughness of the action turned me on more, and I sped up my movements.

"I'm gonna— oh fuck, I'm gonna cum," Yoongi warned me. Instead of pulling back, I slightly tightened my mouth around his cock and moaned, knowing the vibrations would feel good to him.

"Fuck!" He shouted, cumming into my mouth. The taste of my love's seed in my mouth was enough to make me cum into my hand. I groaned as I licked his length to clean him. Yoongi shuddered at the overstimulation and pulled away from my mouth. I finished swallowing his load and stood up, licking my lips. We both adjusted our pants to their normal positions; a smile played on my lips as Yoongi's face was still unreadable.

"Well, hyung," I purred, "if you're ever in need of some more stress relief, you know where to find me." Sending him a wink, I left the room before he could say a word. The expression on his face told me he was unsure about what just happened between us, and I didn't want anything to spoil the bliss I was experiencing. I made my way back to my room and laid on my bed, grinning stupidly at the ceiling.

(End of flashback)

Anyway, ever since that day, Yoongi took me up on my offer to relieve his stress. What started out as blow jobs turned to grinding, which turned to fucking. And yet, in all that time, Yoongi never allowed me to kiss him.

That's right. To this day, I still haven't gotten to kiss him. I have tasted almost every part of his sweet skin, except for his lips. I thought he just needed time to warm up to our intimacy, but we've been hooking up for nine months now and he still hasn't let me kiss him.

About a month after we started having sex, which was two months after I first went down on him, Yoongi started experimenting with different kinks. Some I liked more than others, but I'd do anything to please Yoongi. I was surprised when I found that I liked being choked, as long as it wasn't too hard. I absolutely loved being praised by him; I think it's safe to say I have a pretty strong praise kink. I wasn't too fond of the degrading. Yoongi was my first so I didn't think of myself as a slut, but I guess that was the type of stuff my love was into. Even if I knew I wasn't a slut or a whore, I would play along if it made Yoongi happy. Yoongi also wanted me to only refer to him as 'daddy' in the bedroom. He didn't want me calling him by his name, and he certainly didn't want to call me by mine. I'm not sure if that was just part of whatever fantasy he liked, but I never said anything against it.

Yeah. I'm stupidly in love with him. It's almost laughable because, even though I made the first move, I've never told him how I truly feel about him. He has no idea that I'm hopelessly in love with him. Or he does, and he's choosing to be ignorant. I choose to believe the former, though. Yoongi may act cold at times, but I know he is a good person.

I sat up on my bed and looked at the clock. Our session this morning went longer than I anticipated, and now we had about an hour until our meeting with our manager. I wasn't sure what he wanted to talk to our whole group about, but I wasn't too worried.

After freshening up, I went out into the living room to wait for the rest of the members to be ready to leave. Yoongi was sitting on the couch, looking bored as he stared at his phone. Taehyung had his arm slung around Jungkook's shoulders as he watched him play a game on his phone. Every so often, Kook would sneak a look at Tae, and it didn't slip my notice the way the tips of his ears turned red.

"Is everyone ready?" Namjoon asked as he stepped into the room. "Where's Hoseok and Jin?"

"I'm here," Hoseok said as he jogged into the room. His red red hair looked soft and shiny, and I knew he must've taken extra care while washing it this morning. "Jin texted me and said he was leaving on his own, and would meet us there."

Namjoon frowned at this for a second, but then nodded his head. "Alright, let's head out!"

We piled into our team van. As usual, Yoongi made his way for the back corner. I was planning on sitting next to him, but Hoseok beat me to it and wiggled into the back seat with him. I took my seat in the middle row on the end, with Jungkook between me and Tae. Namjoon, of course, sat up front next to our driver.

When we arrived to the conference room, I was surprised to see Jin already sitting there with Mr. Bang and Sejin. Jin kept his eyes down at his hands, which were neatly folded on the table.

"Have a seat, boys," Mr. Bang said with a smile. I knew this meeting was with our manager, so I was a bit taken aback to see our producer here, as well.

Pulling out our chairs, we all took our seats around the oval table. I sat in between Namjoon and Jungkook. Normally, I would've tried to sit next to Yoongi. But with Mr. Bang being at this meeting, I knew it was important and wanted to stay focused. It was always hard for me to focus around Yoongi.

Jin stayed quiet, while Sejin held a gloomy expression.

"Is everything okay..?" Jungkook hesitantly asked, voicing what the rest of us were thinking.

Mr. Bang motioned to Sejin, who took a deep breath. "Alright, I guess there's no point in beating around the bush. You are all aware that Seokjin is almost thirty now. And you are also aware that the citizens of South Korea have certain expectations laid out for them." We all exchanged glances, not fully sure where this was going.

Finally, the soft voice of Jin was heard. But the words that left the purple-haired boy's mouth made my heart go still.

"It's time for my mandated military service."

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WAAAHHH cliffhanger!
I've always been curious about what will happen when the members have to fulfill their military requirement

For those of you who are unaware of South Korea's military requirements for men, here's a brief summary I found online:

"Conscription has existed in the country since 1957 and requires all 'able bodied men' aged from 18 to 28 to serve in the military. The duration of the military service lasts about two years, but depends on the branch of the military where the conscript serves."

So yes, at some point our beloved boys will have to serve time in the military 😭

Anyway. Two chapters in one day, four updates total! Whooo! I hope you guys are liking it so far. If you're not, don't tell me because I'm fragile. If you are, leave a vote!

See you in the next chapter!
-Gumbie