"Yes, of course. I would love that." The latter became flustered as shyness was laced all over his answer but as he waits for the elder's reply while smiling like an idiot, he can only imagine Suga sitting oppositely from him with the same meaning behind his smile too.

"Thank you Jimin ah." After all the anticipation, Yoongi felt himself breaking into the hugest yet most relieved gummy smile ever as he lovingly caresses the younger's soft hand before the bedroom's door swung open.

Instantly making Jimin's neck snapped towards where the sudden sound came from like a bat that depends on its hearing but on the other hand, Yoongi only continued to look forward while observing how fascinating the barret male looked.

So attentive to every little noise and subtle touches.

Being given permission, Yoonji walked in with a straight face while pushing the catering trolley forward until it stopped beside a mini yellow table where all the delicious food she has prepared will be served onto.

"W-who is it Suga?" His lips parting slightly with a tremble, Jimin anxiously asked after becoming tensed at another unknown presence near him.

Flickering his orbs down at the younger's distracting lips movement, Yoongi then cleared his throat before signalling the third person to leave as her job was finished.

"It was my maid." Yoongi answered shortly before detaching his hands away from the Jimin to open the servings which were placed in the centre of the mini table.

"Spaghetti?"

Grinning at the younger's spotless guess, Yoongi picked up the metal fork and started twirling the delicious strings onto it with a giddy smile to what he always fantasizes of doing next. "Open up baby."

"O-open what?" Jimin unsurely asked while blushing at his own intriguing thought.

"Naughty." Yoongi shooked his head in disbelief and watches how the male's cheeks were now tinted bright red just like a fully grown tomato that was begging to be tasted. "Your mouth baby, what else?"

"Just feed me already!" Facing the reality of his wrists being literally glued to the table's clothed surface, Jimin demandingly whined despite wanting to hide his heated face with the shields of his palms out of pure embarrassment.

"How cute." Yoongi chuckled before he gently pushed the fork forward until it's inside Jimin's obediently opened mouth and making sure that the latter had received all the strings, Yoongi carefully retreated the silver utensil. "Tasty?"

"Mhm!"

Cannot help but smile fondly at the sight of his baby chewing like the adorablest human being under those fairy lights that hung upon the walls beside them to create a romantic feeling according to what Yoongi was proud to say.

Too happy and overwhelmed by the dreamy-like sight that he failed to even notice his Jimin has already gulped the goods down, Yoongi continues his loving gaze while leaning on his palms.

"Hyung...more."

"Huh? Oh right, sorry Jimin ah." The mint haired senior flinched back to reality before he then hurriedly starts twirling another set of strings onto the utensil and delivered it to Jimin who gladly accepted and began chewing again.

"Thank you." Jimin managed to murmur despite the spaghetti occupying his mouth.

"He must be hungry." Yoongi thought to himself while closely observing how satisfying Jimin's jaws move and how the crimson choker glimmers brightly around the younger's sun-kissed skin although it could not be compared to its owner who is a literal star himself.

After minutes of fork full with strings, meat and tasteful sauce being consistently pulled in and then out, Jimin quickly finished chewing and gulped everything down before parting his messy lips to ask the question that pops up inside his mind before he eventually forgets.

"Suga hyung..."

"Yes, baby?" Immediately, Yoongi stopped twirling the next set of strings onto the fork and averted all his attention to the freshman who looks like he has got something to say.

"How long will you keep me here for?"

Freezing in his spot and falling quiet, Yoongi's throat magically goes dry and all he managed to do was gaze forward at Jimin who was waiting for an answer to the question that was easily asked without a single trace of nervousness which made it even scarier for Yoongi as he began to heavily sweat.

"Hyung?"

Like a perplexed kitten, Jimin tilted his head to the right but as he opened his mouth again to question the dead silence but, he hears a rumble of rapid movement which soon made sense when a metal fork appeared to be shoving inside his mouth and causing all his words to get lost in between the steam.

"Food is getting cold!" After his not so subtle excuse to avoid the question, the senior soon pulled the fork out with an awkward laugh as the feeling of letting Jimin go and the upset thoughts of knowing that the younger wanted to leave truly terrified him.

"It's freakin' hot!!!" Jimin shrillingly gasped, his face turning red faster than how quickly he makes some instant ramen.

Eye widening like the Pacific ocean, Yoongi bolted up faster than lightning and made a horribly sound of chair thundering down to the carpeted floor before rushing worriedly over to Jimin's side. "Oh my god! Are you okay?"

"I need water you dumbass!" Jimin, whose tongue was burning literal fire, yelled out with his red hot lips parting open for a cool drink.

"Water." Yoongi hushedly mumbled in panic as his anxious eyes search for a cup and luckily, he found one sitting peacefully on the silver trolley so he wildly snatched it and brings the glass up to Jimin's mouth.

"Hyung! My tongue is numb." Jimin whined and pouted his plumb lips together after the cold water runs smoothly down his throat and extinguished any alarming fire.

"I'm sorry baby." The senior softy murmured, feeling guilty as if he did something very wrong. "Forgive me please?"

"Not until you set my wrists free." An idea emerging inside his head, Jimin smiled cheekily while feeling more than proud of himself for thinking something so brilliant.

"Wh- what...why?" Still not returning to his seat, Yoongi steals suspicious glances at Jimin's wrists which were securely clipped to each side of the table before shutting his eyes tight at the thought of the younger taking off the blindfold right after he has freed him.

Definitely, Yoongi does not want that to happen.

Truthfully, he didn't want the younger to be disappointed because unlike Jackson, Yoongi doesn't have as many muscles although he has been hitting the gym for hours and hours every day after learning about the male's muscles kink.

"Suga, won't you eat too?" The pink crop topped male giggled before leaning forward until he reaches the table's edge while staring up towards where Suga's voice was last heard from. "I want to feed you."

"Y-you want to feed me?" Yoongi repeated in disbelief as his cheeks flushed into the perfect shade of strawberry red because of the intriguing idea was if he has to admit.

"Please hyung~ I know you haven't eaten yet, can't you let me feed you?"

And of course, Yoongi just can't say no after letting himself gave in so easily to that adorable pout and the male's unable to be ignored whines which could easily turn him dead on right now.

"O-okay..."

Sucking in a deep breath, the mint haired male emitted a shaky sigh before his nervous eyes focused again on the metallic cuffs around the other's thin wrist. "But never think of pulling that blindfold down, I'm only letting you do this because I trust you Jimin ah."

Feeling warmth spreading across his chest at Suga's words which holds so much faith in him, Jimin nodded with responsibility and swore to not do something as stupid as breaking Suga's trust despite going against his own growing curiosity.

"Good boy."

Within 10 seconds, the sound of metal locks unclipped like car seatbelts filled up the homily decorated room as Yoongi placed the cuffs onto the trolley to gently caresses the younger's free wrist with loving eyes that soon turned dark in realisation.

Feeling the air being knocked out of his lungs at the sight of shocking crimson bruises on Jimin's skin which were badly swollen because of the harsh metallic surface that was used to keep him still, Yoongi wanted to drown in regret. "Jimin ah...I-I'm s-"

"Don't say sorry." The orange-haired male whispered gently, cutting through Yoongi's words like rusted scissors that could not go through a single piece of paper.

"D-does it hurt?" His squeezing heart becoming heavier inside his ribs because of one slipped mistake, Yoongi regretted being so thoughtless.

Indeed, he did not want the younger to leave but even heaven knows that he would hate to see the male he loves so unconditionally bruising in silence like this.

"It's- uh a little? Don't worry about it hyung!" Jimin gave the elder a reassuring smile despite how his wrists felt like they would fall off at any second but that's all because he would hate to make Suga worry over something so little. The bruises will heal back anyways.

"Aw'right baby." Persuaded, the senior sits back on his chair but then took Jimin by surprise since in the next second, he brought the male's smaller hand up to his face level and started planting small kisses down to the younger's frail wrist like a gentleman.

"W-what are you doing?" Jimin exhaled unevenly from shock as his heartbeat goes wild at the feeling of those pair of thin lips moving gently against his bare skin.

"Accept my apology angel." Yoongi spoke below a whisper after disconnecting his lips that are just above Jimin's skin which felt like it could melt at the overwhelming sensation anytime soon.

"More, Suga please." The freshman wearing a red barret pleaded while straightening his back before he soon helplessly arched it when Suga glides his lips down to his other wrist.

Lips moving carefully against the younger's coloured skin for who knows how long, Yoongi finally pulled back and intertwined his hands with Jimin, wanting to feel the younger's overwhelming presence no matter how far the round yellow clothed table separates them.

"How about you feed me now love?" Yoongi grinned cheekily and his words easily made Jimin madly blush after realising how desperate he was just a second ago.

Moreover, he is normally not like but the way Suga moves his lips left him wanting for something as close as to that Tuesday's night but now is not the time since he has got a big baby to feed. "Where's the fork?"

Yoongi guides Jimin's right hand to carefully pick up a metal fork before leading him towards the Spaghetti plate where he would blindly twirl the strings round and round until he feels a guessed weight on the utensil.

"Open up." Jimin joked with a sly smirk after lifting the fork up high.

"You wish." The mint haired male scoffed but still leaned closer with a fluttering heart to accept Jimin's fork of Spaghetti like a fish that has caught its bait.

Giggles and laughter were all that was left in that room and before the two happy dates even know it, the sun has already set and the sky has gone even darker but they are still contently seated at the yellow table and is still holding onto each other's hands while clinking their glasses of wine.

"To our night."

"To our night." Jimin repeated while smiling endlessly even if he has been blindfolded for hours now and all he could depend on was the touch of Suga's large hand, his hearing, his sense of smell and one glass of red wine which he soon brought up to his luscious lips for a taste.

Quiet slurps could be heard from both males as their night slowly came to an end although neither of them wanted to leave and by that, I meant how Yoongi wanted to spend more time with the other and watches him writhes in that pretty outfit once more.

Meanwhile, Jimin simply did not want to be alone and let go of the hand he is holding so freely without any desperation right now.

"What now Suga?" You won't leave me right?" Jimin asked after several hesitations while not knowing what time it is or how long he has been sitting but for one sure thing, the moon has already entered the earth's sky and becomes the children's source of reminders to go back home.

"Now?" The senior abruptly stood up and so does the blindfolded male who did not want him to leave just yet as Jimin's mind drowns in the thoughts of being lonely so without him even noticing, he desperately opened his mouth which was ready to beg like how he always does for Yoonie.

But Yoonie never stayed.

"P-please sta-" And maybe...Suga will.

"Now you lay down on the bed..." Yoongi paused for some waits which had Jimin perking up in curiosity after his pleads died at the tip of his tongue for the very first time.

"And let me strip you."

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Author's notes :

1/8/21: I never even went on the date, I swear I was so God damn nervous when writing this chapter TT it must have been boring.

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