Jimin's POV

Jimin lies dead on the bed.

Well, not so dead now since all he could think of at the moment was the turnout of last night's event and for the 5th time today, his heartbeat increases as blood rush back up to his cheeks when the flashbacks began.

The freshman was fantasising about how he came thrice in a night; once by Suga's hot blow job that left him wanting for more, second by how he gets fucked so good by a vibrating dildo even if he would often imagine it to be the stranger's large cock instead.

Last but not least, it was how he immediately came once he has taken off the cockring after one hour of obeying the stranger's strict words just to find out that the male has already left to Jimin's disappointment as he was pleading nonstop like a little bitch.

But what was more nerve-wracking is the fact that the live was not recorded, meaning he just privately had sex with someone he barely even know although he did not regret any second of it because even after being left in such a vulnerable state, Jimin still couldn't help but shamelessly pictured himself getting touched all over by Suga again.

Also, the freshman cannot go back to replay the non existed live which had him ranting to no one but his body pillow as all he wanted to do was see that cocky face of the man who fucks him until he has a good taste of cumming like never before and for an obvious fact, he is sure that the stranger was the truest definition of dominant.

Suga was definitely a pro at using his tongue and fingers as Jimin cannot believe that there will be anyone else who can stretch him open with those long bonish fingers so well and certainly someone who can make him become such a needy mess by that tongue technology alone.

To Jimin's liking, the person by the username 'Suga93' managed to make him feels so little, so submissive and so annoyingly obedient just because of one single order which was underlined with his raspily low voice that the orange head is even positive that he could easily be struck another orgasm by.

My, my! That's so God damn sexy but not only that the stranger has made him feels all sorts of pleasure that you could have imagined, he also made Jimin experience what being appreciated is like.

The orange-haired freshman cannot lie about how he giddily loved every sweet praise, every soft touch and careful nibbles that Suga would offer him before he transforms into one possessive daddy but of course, Jimin is not complaining.

He enjoyed all the consent Suga gave him last night and to be honest, it made him feels powerful for the first time when facing a predator which was surprising since the moment Jimin first heard the order of being blindfolded, he was already preparing to be treated like a thrown away waste that will finally be fed to hungry street dogs.

However, we all know that is not what happened because the gentleman that goes by 'Suga93' did not take whatever he dies for until he has fully made sure that the blindfolded male underneath does not feels the slightest bit of vulnerability.

"Gosh, if only I know his name." With a dreamy smile, Jimin gushed but as he was about to get up from the queen-sized bed, his mind forcefully replayed a specific scene of yesterday's night as if there was more to explore into.

So Jimin does, he remembered staring into complete darkness and how his pouty coral lips surged forward for what that seemed like a kiss but once the stranger's breath could be felt brushing against his more than ready lips, it was cut short when a familiar pair of rough hand replaced the 1-inch gap to his disappointment.

Feeling his breathing hitches at the vivid flashbacks of last night, Jimin feels his hands getting shaky as his fingers twitched and clutched tight onto the bed's creamy mattress whilst his head dizzily ached at a blurry scene he is dying to recollect.

Something is not right, he is going back...far back.

"M-make it stop!" Jimin yelled out as if someone is there to help him but like usual, there was no one so he brings out his two-fisted hands and palms them against his sweating forehead that spins like a broken time machine. He's going back...

"Yoonie!"

"Yes, Minnie? Did you miss me that much?"

"Yes! P-promise me that you *hiccup* w-won't leave m-me again."

"N-no." The orange-haired male whimpered out like an injured animal before his closed eyes were blinded by the blazing light that soon made everything became darker and darker until he could not feel himself breathing anymore.

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Don't know when or how, Jimin's once closed lids slowly opened to a place he immediately recognised like a déjà vu he regularly has. The place was beautiful and there was a cute little bridge that hovers above the running river below, being the only thing that connects the two lands from reuniting.

However, the day looked too good to be true solely because of the little clouds flying carelessly around the painted blue sky and infinite warm rays of sunshine that were occupied by the freshly passing sea wind.

"This place." Jimin murmured lightly with his eyes gazing curiously at how calm the river seems when flowing under the small bricked bridge and how the two blossomed pink trees on each land branches over into a peaceful crest as if they wanted to meet and never leave each other's side ever again.

"Why am I here?" The perplexed freshman began to question but his thought was soon interrupted by a young voice which he recognised to be the teenager who kept reappearing in his dreams but this time, it sounded way too familiar as if Jimin has heard that voice only a second ago.

"Jimin ah, where are we going?" Yoonie, the boy with coal-black hair and a skinny figure, asked with a large gummy smile stretched across his face as he dies to see what was hidden behind the younger's chubby hands that stuck to his eyes like an octopus tentacle.

"Somewhere you won't leave me again."

The freshman's breathe hitches so suddenly as his pained eyes began to water at the sight of a happy 14 years old boy whose future was yet to become miserable hence the answer that sure stabs him right in the back.

Surprisingly, Jimin remembered that sunny day where he was wearing a simple purple cardigan, a plain white tee with baby blue jeans shorts that are barely above his knees and some innocent attempts of putting on eyeliner.

"Won't leave me..." The orange-haired male carefully repeated his younger self's words while smiling sadly at the unfortunate turnout.

"Kid, I only went for two weeks!" Yoonie argued as the 14 years old boy nudges him to keep walking forward from behind and surely, they must have looked ridiculous considering the younger's drastic height compare to him while struggling to tape his curious eyes back from peaking.

"Hyung~" The cardigan boy whined before pushing the elder forward again. "You know it's a long time for me. I barely survived without you! I missed you..."

"Yeah and now you forgot him." Standing beside his younger self, Jimin let out an airless laugh as he feels a lake of tears forming inside his eyes whenever he stares too long at Yoongi's upper face that was still blank even in this dream.

"I missed you too Jiminie, now can I see where we are going? Am I going up a hill?" The black-haired boy asked while unknowingly walking up a mini bridge with Jimin waddling right behind like a little chick that has on a bright smile and shy blushes on his cheeks.

"Now you can look!" Within another second, Yoongi's eyes were uncovered but it made no difference to the forgetful one anyways as his unknown upper face was tainted like fogs that won't go away unless there is sunshine.

"It's beautiful..." The 17 years old murmured in bewilderment as he stands on the bridge's highest arch while observing the blooming flowers on each side of the separates lands and beyond the light blue horizon of the sea where the flowing water seeks its way back to a place called 'home'.

'Home' - A place where Jimin considered Yoonie to be.

"But why did you take me here Minnie?" Turning to look at the purple cardigan boy who was staring back with big eyes and his cheeks being red as roses, Yoonie asked with a small confused smile which the freshman remembers so well.

"I...I-I um actually, I got one more thing to ask you." Jimin nervously played with his fingers and lowers his head shyly as he was unable to maintain eye contact with his hyung.

"Go on, I will listen." Yoonie only shrugged as if it was no big deal; he always listens to the latter every time he needed advice anyways.

"Really?!" The younger immediately perked his head up and his brown chocolate eyes were like sparkling diamonds between the steady ocean that reflected off the bright sun in front.

"Mhm! Now go on, we don't have all day."

"Hyung, can you pretend to be blindfolded for a second?" He requested with hesitation.

"I only just got my eyes back not long ago..." Yoonie moaned in response but once he witnessed those unignorable puppy eyes, he knew he couldn't have said no. "Okay fine."

Making sure that the elder is not peaking, the little Jimin bravely stepped closer to emptied the gaps between them and lifted his palm to barely attached it with Yoonie's kitten-like lips before tiptoeing until he could gently place his plumper ones on the back of his hand.

"Jimin you are stupid!" The orange-haired male wanted to scream out of pure embarrassment beside his younger self who was quick to retreat his right hand after some seconds and steeped away. Fuck, what will Yoonie think? Ahh~ this is so embarrassing!

Warmth spreading across his chest once he realised what the younger was doing, Yoonie blinked multiple times before settling his confused gaze on the latter who has taken a few metres back so soon. "M-minnie?"

"I like you! Like you so much Yoonie!" Jimin yelled out those words he has been dying to say but can't until this moment where he had enough hiding and finally let his heart jump out in action.

"Y-you like me? Like, like me?" The darker haired male seeks confirmation with a shocked expression written all over his reddening face that might die from blushing too much.

"Don't make me say it twice pabo." The boy who is wearing a fluffy purple cardigan muttered, finding himself getting frustrated at his dumb hyung who was making it harder for him.

"Jimin ah, can you also pretend to be blindfolded for a second too?"

"I...why hyung?" The latter suspiciously questioned before flicking his eyes up to meet Yoonie's orbs that have a glint of amusement in them.

"Do as I said."

Without needing to be told twice, the cardigan boy became completely docile and tightly shut both of his eyes as even the tiniest brush of wind became noticeable, the frantic beats of his parachuting heart and the adrenaline which pumps faster because of the darkness.

Suddenly, the clueless Jimin feels his chin being tugged up slightly by his hyung's fingertips but before he knows what is next, a pair of incredibly soft lips connect with his in the definition of gentleness and forces him to melt like butter.

With a fluttering heart, Jimin's knee became weak once he feels his hyung carefully cupping both of his cheeks between his larger palm before deepening the sweet yet innocent kiss that had no tongue involved whatsoever.

It was just a pure loving moment of their touching pair of youthful lips that felt right when colliding with the other.

Soon, they became breathless and the older boy was first to softly pull away but decided to leave their foreheads connected as Yoongi allows his love-hearted eyes to observe the younger's reddened cheeks, his continuous panting and the male's crescent eyes that stared up innocently into his darker ones that were full with day time stars.

"I love you too my Minnie."

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Sweat rolling down from his scalps, Jimin heavily breathed in and out as his glassy eyes were opened wide like an owl in the night. He was now back in his room but faintly, the freshman could still feel the presence of the calm wind and the lingering smell of those pink flowers.

The warm tone of his creamily painted wall was the first thing he was met with as his little heart cannot help but squeezed tighter inside his chest at the specific feeling he longs for the most. Love wasn't it?

"Yooni- no...Yoongi was my first." The orange-haired male murmured softly while trying to cherish every little thing he remembers of what seemed like a flashback from years ago until he heard a ring coming through his phone.

Almost immediately, Jimin smirked after seeing the caller's contact name: 'GucciKing95'.

"Yes, Taenie bear?" Jimin answered with a brittle quality voice, knowing exactly what he is doing as evilness laced all over his obvious teasing tone.

"Hoe, don't you dare call me that after what you sent." Even though the camera isn't on, the orange head can already tell that Taehyung is rolling his eyes off from the other end.

"What did I sent?" Innocently, Jimin blinked twice.

"I didn't ask for nudes!" Taehyung finally cried out, his voice screeching terribly at the inappropriate pictures he saw first thing in the ruined morning.

Hearing how his ungrateful best friend has phrased it, Jimin loudly snorted before opening his mouth again to rectify whatever he finds suiting. "Correction, they are hickeys appreciation selfies."

"By the one and only daddy Suga." Having a dreamy gaze on him, Jimin happily added while squealing from excitement before plopping himself down on the bouncy bed.

"So your 'hickeys appreciation selfies' means sending your innocent bestie nasty pictures of your red ass cheeks with handprints and scratches on it? Hon...I don't want 'em, don't need 'em."

"Don't forget the other ones!" Jimin exclaimed, clearly offended and sulky because of how his friend just neglected the other masterpieces. With no time to waste, Taehyung face palmed himself and stressfully groaned. Of course Park Jimin is Park Jimin, what did he expect? A sorry? Forget that.

"Oh? so you want me to talk about the 10 billion purple bruises on your neck, weird doggy bites on your hips, both of them! And your whole fucking chest that looked like it has been stung by a bee or even more accurate, my first Picasso drawing in kindergarten?"

Sucking in a deep breath after his long rant, Taehyung's lips curved into a sarcastic smile. "Happy?"

"Meh. I could do better." Jimin sassed.

"Fuck you hoe and I don't care which daddy did that." The golden-brown haired freshman added but it only makes his best friend wants to continue fantasizing over the guy whose name is 'Suga' if he remembered correctly.

"The best one yet...made me feel so loved and happy..." The shorter male trailed off as a small sickening smile appears on his dreamy expression.

After hearing his friend's words, Taehyung involuntarily scoffed before deciding to dance his shivers out with his entire body at the vivid pictures in his head. "I could tell from all those nasty pics, y'know?"

As expected, Jimin burst into a fit of giggles but the satisfied sounds vibrating from his throat soon stopped when he heard a notification sound coming from the other line which made him question with a curious hum. "Who's that from?"

"It's Jungkook..."

"Oh, good days! What did he text ya'?" Jimin lies on his back with his phone pressed against his ear, waiting for his best friend to spill some tea.

"He sent an 'I love you'." Taehyung mumbled quietly while being deep in thoughts that were soon swallowed by the plethora of guilt.

"Isn't that lovely?" The orange-haired freshman frowned gently at how different his best friend sounded compared to a month ago where it was all giggles. "Now you can probably use him mo-"

"No!" Taehyung yelled out of the blue and Jimin's ears felt like falling off but before he could question the reason for that ear-blasting scream, the Gucci Hunter spoke again in a much peaceful tone. "It's not that Jimin..."

"Then what is it?"

"I need to make it right." Taehyung sucked in a deep breath and let it shudders a way out.

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Author's notes :

9/7/21: so my sis is annoying me right now. I'm trying to edit the chapter and she keeps tickling me TT tapping my head to the beat of the song, throwing her head on my cheekbone and even worst! Sticking her nose on my neck and BREATHE. AHHHHHHHGGHHH

Jazzy I hate you and idc if u r beside me rn

16/3/22: I forgot to update, sorry 🥺
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