The morning after a night of not thinking for consequences, only pleasure, was not welcoming with the usual brightness in the sun. The sky was dull with droplets of water falling every so often. It was ten in the morning when the first eyes opened in the apartment of Dr.Park. 

Jimin looked about his surroundings as he covered himself even more from the cool breeze that was blowing from the vents above. For once he was not alone for at his side was Yoongi still enjoying slumber. He knew what had happened therefore did not bother sitting about to remember every detail of it. There was no one to blame or anything for that matter since he was at fault for all that had occurred. Instead of sulking around, Jimin rose to prepare for his day. He may have slept with his patient, but that made him no more than that. Things would be carried out as usual despite the recent happenings. 

Yoongi woke an hour after the doctor. He, unlike Jimin, stayed in bed to recall the happenings. The male took pleasure in remembering the night before and everything that had been done. Once he was done he went about his same routine without a word until at last he was where he needed to speak. 

"Will you be writing our tangle from last night in your report, doctor?"

The tone of the mad man was bland yet the doctor swore to himself he had heard cockiness. However, Jimin simply shook his head which brought more questions. 

"Doctor you said all must be reported. Wouldn't it be wrong for you to misinform?"

"Yoongi-"

"Here I'll help you today doctor since you appear tired." Yoongi cleared his throat. "I had fun. A type of fun which I have not in a very long time. I would like for it to repeat itself."

Jimin looked up from his clipboard with a heavy sigh. Yoongi's face showed pride which he attempted to shatter. The doctor claimed no more of the night before would be occurring between the two. It was repeated twice yet Yoongi held his same stance. 

"I'm being serious, Yoongi. Last night was a one time thing. I was upset-"

"There you go putting labels on things to justify yourselves."

"Yes." Jimin said. "I put label on things because it what must be done in order to prevent dwelling like your own from going. I say things to make myself feel as though I haven't wronged as much as I really have."

"If you didn't label then what is right or wrong?" Yoongi asked as he picked the pen from the desk. The harmless action pushed Jimin into a panic as the pen could used to done something not so harmless. He watched carefully as Yoongi twirled it in his fingers. "Right or wrong is all in the head, doctor. Most grow up with the same moral system while people like myself see the deceiving and get called crazy. There's no god to determine what are my righteous action and what aren't. So you tell me would it be right if I were to have the tip of this pen pierced through you or would it be right for me to set it back down?"

The doctor was unsure of what to say. He could see that if he called it the wrong thing Yoongi would do him damage. Damage would be done to the wall and nothing would come out of saying so. Jimin asked for the pen to be put down which it was in a calm fashion. 

"Was I right or wrong?"

"You were what you wanted to be."

"Then were you right or wrong last night when you let go of the system that holds you back?"

The question lingered as Jimin felt it again. He felt as he began to question everything as though he was in philosophical class, but this time it was not for the purpose of an assignment. He didn't know what to label his doings because it was what he wanted yet was somehow felt compulsed to say it was the wrong thing to do. 

"I think we've done enough for today." Jimin stood. "We'll regroup tomorrow."

The doctor made it only to the door before he stopped again. 

"The night after the park we came back here I  kissed you and you did not hesitate. Why do you think that is?"

Jimin was becoming frustrated with the questioning. He shook his head and asked for Yoongi to do the same since the room must remained locked up while he was  not there. The mad man did not fight him, he walked his way to the exit with no restraint. Jimin really believed their quarrel was over until Yoongi stopped right in front of him. He put a hand up to stop any words that could commence another conversation, however Yoongi's lips never moved to form words. Instead, the mad man repeated the same actions of the night he had just mentioned. This time the doctor hesitated. 

"No, Yoongi." Jimin said as he used his held out hand to stop him. Yoongi did stop as he was asked, but he did not move away all that far. He stayed put so that all the doctor could see was him. The mad man watched as the eyes of his doctor looked him about with concern and then defeat before lips were connecting to him. Jimin gave in once again. He put the hand he hand on Yoongi's chest to his hair as he let himself be pressed against the same door he was urging to cross. 

"What are you doing to me?" The doctor muttered as the attention was taken off his own lips to be given elsewhere. He clung to the mad man tightly as if to hold on to what brought him there. 

"Nothing." Yoongi answered. "This is all you, baby."

At the nickname Jimin fell even further into the hole that was swallowing him up with want. Like he had learned nothing from the night before, lust over took once again. He let himself be stripped from his top and kissed all over. He grew to love even more how Yoongi's hands held him as he melted into them. The way their two bodies came together was seeming like the loveliest thing. The Jimin that cared for nothing. The pure satisfaction returned as he greedy pushed Yoongi to sit on the desk chair in front of the computer. He followed in pursuit then let himself be touched by the mad man who was enjoying this much more than he was. 

"Didn't I tell you it'd be fun?" Yoongi whispered in the man's ear. "Lots of fun."

It was indeed fun what came next. The lightness in each other bodies felt like heaven as pure pleasure spread about it. To Jimin the sight was nothing compared to the one last night yet he enjoyed what  he could of the curtains swaying from side to side. He gripped tightly to Yoongi who held him just with much force while his view was something much more interesting than his. In front of the mad man was the computer with files opened, but that was not on the mind of the doctor for that role he was not playing at the moment. As he was being pleasured he was not Dr.Park, but Jimin.  Jimin was not caring one bit that who was making him feel amazing was a patient who shouldn't be looking at certain things on the computer. He was too lost in the feeling to even notice that although one hand held him, the other touched something else. Yoongi was still himself, even when he was in lustful state. With one hand he gripped the doctor tightly while with the other he clicked through the files on the computer. 

"Almost." Jimin whined as he pressed his head against Yoongi's. 

"Take your time."

The clicking sound of the mouse was drowned out by the noise of the two so Jimin was in no way even the slightest bit aware of what was occurring right behind him. He had not a clue that in front of his screen was no longer the desktop screen of a field, but the paper work of one of the only two friends Yoongi had. Eyes were scanning the words so quick and kisses were planted on the doctor's shoulder just as seconds were left for the intake of information. With the final moan of the doctor's also came the final click of the mouse. The computer screen return to what it should have never left and the males became the only thing worth paying attention to. 

The two stayed put as they gifted their lungs the oxygen they desperately needed. The doctor eventually returned to his senses. He looked to the face of the mad man who pushed his head back and licked his lips. It was in that moment that he came to understand what exactly was occurring to him.

Pleasure had become stronger than the moral system. 

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