Yoongi's POV

*The Same Night*

Coming out fresh from the shower, the mint haired male wore only his pyjamas shorts and calmly lies inside his soft black duvet that smell of pines then shuffled twice to find a comfortable position before slowly closes his eyes for hours long of sleep ahead.

But it is not that easy when he is nowhere near tired and yes, he did lie to his dear Jimin about that but does it matters? Not really after what he witnessed his very own pair of eyes yesterday.

Eventually, Yoongi sighed and blinked his eyes open again but ended up hating himself more for wanting to just run downstairs, open the latter's door and cuddle the boy until they both drifts off to dreamland together.

He hates himself for missing Jimin this bad even though ignoring the latter was probably the hardest thing to do yet he still has made it this far already and you might think that he is being petty but trust me, Jimin deserved it for his unacceptable manner during lunchtime.

But some things in this world never change and one great example of that is 'once a simp, always a simp'.

"Fuck it." Yoongi groaned at how his heart disciplined his head as he felt irritated enough to just bolt out from his king-sized bed and sprint downstairs faster than lightning simply because of the sweet temptation of being inside Jimin's radius.

Taking a deep breath in while hoping that it is plenty to calm down his worked up adrenaline, Yoongi finally twists the metal knob to East just to hear soft snores coming from no one other than the person he has grown to become 'soft' for.

So feeling a little ashamed of himself as he obviously could not help the desperate urge to see his pretty boyfriend since he did not get to properly look at the younger all day (not saying who's fault is that), the senior kept his head low and sneaks closer towards the bed.

"I'm only gonna lie down next to Jimin that's all." Yoongi consoled his weak heart but once his gaze landed on the sleeping male who was not tugged under the blanket, all his movements stop because of something in particular which was just fixed there on the latter's head.

Squinting his eyes because this might actually be one of the unbelievably interesting dreams he had before, Yoongi's dark pupils soon largen in realisation when he sees an ongoing pattern which his mind has crazily assumed to be laces.

The room was factly dim except the shining full moon outside the window's granted view but what made him became sure is something as almost impossible as a cat tail lying asleep on the duvet next to its owner.

The mere thought of it already making Yoongi swallowed his entire guts that felt excited about reasons he would never be able to explain out of shame of his own dignity and his hands becoming frantically quick to search for a switch near the lamps table.

Blood immediately rushing south but also north up to his flaming cheeks once the golden light bouncing off the fast asleep Jimin who can be seen wearing a prettily assembled black lace lingerie with a medium-sized bow attached on his exposed chest as the fascinating garment works like-

- a mini crop top and covered the upper part of his rib cages with lace but then turns into 1 centimetre plain black straps that make a simple diamond pattern connecting to the lace choker that has a mini gold bell on the front and a pair of cute cat ears which goes naturally with his bright orange hair.

The cat ears seemed overwhelmingly soft and all Yoongi wanted to do at the moment was to touch them so badly but his eyes have already moved down to the freshman's peaceful face when asleep but there is clear evidence of that glimmering smoky eyeshadow,-

- faint blushes of crimson upon his high fashioned cheekbones and the matte red lips that the senior wishes to dive down and harshly sucks on them fluffy ones until they bleed, being one of the required punishments.

Soon enough, Yoongi's gaze travels southwards to stare intensely at the see-through dark fabric which hugs strictly around the latter's mini waist and makes a cute little skirt around the male's bare hips as two thin delicate straps run down to the latter's private and firm an adorable triangular panties with it.

The connected strings also run down to the male's luscious thighs and create approximately 5 centimetres of lace fabric which traps its thickness inside but Jimin's thighs of course weren't the only things that are thick.

Because once Yoongi jerks his head forward, he sees a clear view of the latter's fully exposed buttocks which instantly makes his crotch area tightened at the thought of spanking them until a blushing shade of red appeared.

However, what lies between those two spongy Min Yoongi's properties is a long black fury cat tail that has one of its pink rubber ends barely shoves all the way inside Jimin's little hole that could not be seen...for now at least.

Chuckling at the ridiculous lingerie that the younger wore to probably impress him or to find out the reason why he is receiving the silent treatment, Yoongi lifts his dominant right hand and smack right into the square of those fully rounded cheeks.

Shuddering out a whimper from the still asleep boy, Yoongi released a long sigh before repeating himself again and harshly squeezed onto the male's buttocks that jiggle so satisfyingly inside his deadly grasp.

"Ah!" His shimmering lids snapping open so abruptly, Jimin startled a gasping yelp at the unforeseeable contact of a large cold hand that holds onto his bare lower. "Who i-"

But when Jimin's perplexed eyes finally met his boyfriend's dark stern ones, the question hastily dies at the tip of his tongue as the shocked freshman waste no more time in lowering his head from the seeping in embarrassment as he is certain that the elder has seen everything he could offer.

However, that is not all because once Jimin steals another quick glance at Yoongi to check if he was still angry or not, he noticed how his boyfriend was only in boxers and that itself was enough to make him blushes madly at the storm of sinful thoughts rumbling inside his head.

"What do you mean who? Were you expecting someone else?" Not planning on latching out like this but he just could not help it, Yoongi rasps with suspicion as a low disbelief chuckle was let loose from his thin lips when he retreats his hand and uses an index to lift up the younger's adorable little chin.

"Speak." The senior gritted out through his clenched teeth, staring straight into the boy's shaking brown orbs.

"N-no, I wasn't expecting s-someone else." Jimin merely whimpered, being too afraid to stare longer into the elder's dark eyes so the freshman only shuts them close and let his red lips quiver open instead.

"Liar." Yoongi tears his accusing gaze away to scoffed into a closed fist before climbing off the bed and turning around to take his leave before anything gets out of hand.

Seeing that the latter is wide awake and is wearing a damn cat lingerie which could be the cause of his death right now, Yoongi did not have the guts to stay in the same room as Jimin anymore since he shortly learnt that it would only anger him.

Fury him to the point that he loses sanity to stay calm after knowing what the latter has done yesterday but also to stay sane enough to not touch every inch of Jimin's tempting skin that was kissed by the sun himself with that devilish lingerie being left on.

"Liar?" Jimin gently frowned but once he noticed his boyfriend heading for the door and probably leave his side of the bed cold again, he jumped straight out of the comfy furniture and sprint past the elder just to circle his hand around the knob first.

"Move." Yoongi only says, feeling pissed at what the persistent Jimin is doing.

"Why hyung? Why are you leaving? And stop ignoring me for God's sake!" Jimin raised his voice a little as his heart stutters beat after beat because of how little he feels once Yoongi's sharp glare settled on him.

"Fucking move." The elder growled in an unusually irritated voice as if his patience was being tested at the moment but do trust me, it is running low fast.

One petty side of Yoongi wanted to keep ignoring the latter for what he did but the other wanted to rail the male on that very door, hungrily kisses him breathless and let this cat boy ride his dick until his little slutty hole physically can't take it any more.

But Yoongi being Yoongi chooses the safer option which is the first one between and allows his stubborn foot to march forward despite Jimin's little frame blocking the way.

"Tell me hyung! What did I do wrong?! W-why are ignoring me?" Jimin cracked into desperate shouts as unshed tears started hiding behind the curtains of his blinds and beg to be set free.

"You want me tellin' you what's wrong?" The older man repeated slowly before tearing his gaze away from the plain wooden door that is just a few easy steps away to meet the younger's glassy orbs that remind him of a vulnerable animal.

"P-please, tell me wh-"

"You hitting on four fucking guys is what's wrong Jimin ah." Yoongi finally spitted out the reason that has been bothering him like a slug since Friday as rage intensifies its reign on the inside when the flashbacks from lunchtime replay themselves right before his eyes.

"I never..." Jimin quietly mumbled after shying away his guilt-ridden eyes at the unforeseen mention.

"Oh yeah? You sayin' you didn't fucking laugh or smile with them or let their filthy hands play with your hair?" The senior chuckles as if he was breathless while shaking his head over again and again at how desperately he wanted to believe Jimin's fickle words.

"You sayin' you didn't let them stand so fucking close to you as if you are that ready to go on your knees and suck four other dicks because apparently, one isn't enough for you." Yoongi laughed again but this time it sounded more like he was in pain and deeply hurt which only push the dagger inside Jimin's sore heart further.

"H-hyung, I wasn't playing with them." The orange-haired freshman denied again in a soft tone as his little heart felt like jumping out at the accusation of his mad boyfriend who immediately halts his hysteric laughter.

"Maybe you didn't Minnie but fuck! I'm so fucking jealous because of how you let them touch or even talk to you when I can't even do that infront of the entire school."

"I'm s-sorry hyung." Jimin helplessly tries to soothe the situation but his boyfriend's hard gaze won't soften any time soon and it unsurprisingly makes his mind raced at the rush of adrenaline he always finds pleasure in.

Jimin's breathing eventually paused like wanted when Yoongi finally takes a step forward and gently placed his hands around his petit waist that looked so rewarding in laces. "But you know they want to fuck you and that makes you feel so good right kitten?"

"Y-yes hyung." The boy dressed in a cat lingerie submissively purred as his mind goes numb and hazy at the cold contact of the elder's hands on his waist that soon slides down like a sneaky robber who not only stole his heart but also the freedom of his bare buttocks.

"You think you could just run around like an uncollared cat?" Yoongi continued rasping hotly beside the pretty boy's ear which had Jimin's thin hair sticking up at the plain pleasurable sensation as he needs against the thickness of the latter's cheeks that he possessed between his large ruling hands.

As expected, Jimin only whimpered in response but it was not long until he feels Yoongi replacing the space between them with his exposed milky chest just like what he has been high key praying for.

However, Jimin then was put off guard when he suddenly found himself being pinned to the door by his smirking boyfriend who soon parts his confident lips that got lots to say. "Cats like you run away from their owner for just one night and come back the next morning with a belly full of kittens."

"Yoonie~" Jimin sweetly moaned at those words that were spoken so dirtily by his confident boyfriend who has just rightfully referred to himself as the owner.

"It makes me so fucking jealous seeing those idiots around what's mine." Yoongi gruntingly whispered beside the latter's ear whilst his pale long fingers move on their own from the younger's butt to toiled with his furry black tail.

Soon after, Jimin's knees helplessly weakened once he feels the pink rubber band being pushed further inside of his stretching hole as his heavy eyes immediately shoot up because of what Yoongi was doing but his boyfriend only grinned shamelessly from ear to ear.

"You got an owner Jimin ah." The mint haired senior says in just above a reminding whisper that has a warning yet at the same time playful tone to it which had Jimin feeling like a hot mess.

"I-I k-know...ngh!"

The freshman squeezed his eyes shut for a couple of seconds as Yoongi's finger pushed the pink holder as far as it can go and leaves the lingerie male clenching his heated walls tightly like a needy little kitten.

"And who's your owner?" Yoongi smirked with pride in watching how the pleasure was being perfectly displayed on the latter's beauty; his needy gaze, pinched brows and the pants that fall off his cherry lips.

"S-senpai, m-my owner is S-senpai!"

*A Few Hours Later*

"Love you, kitten." Yoongi softly whispered after placing a gentle peck on both of the latter's flushed and exhausted eyes lids.

"Hyung~ don't call me that." In return, Jimin elicited a light whine and shyly brought up his pudgy hands to cover up his flustered face but the attempt only goes to waste since the older male was quicker to snatch both of them into his larger ones and intertwined their fingers instead.

"Love these paws too." The senior cheekily smiled and dives down to land loving kisses on the back of the younger's palm that was too weak to even refuse and put up a good fight.

"Hyung, I swear! stop now or else..."

"Or else what hm?" Yoongi quirks an interested brow at his angel who can now be seen nibbling onto his lower lips from shame and certainly embarrassment because of what he was so confident to say just then.

"Speak up kitten, use that little tongue of yours just like how you use it to suck me off." Yoongi laughs a little to break the growing intense air but he almost instantly earned himself a not so scary glare from Jimin who was willing enough to end his speech no matter how foolish it is.

"Or else- or else we will fuck until morning." Jimin finished shyly with his cheeks abruptly growing bright pink when his boyfriend huffed out another breathy laugh and carefully pets his orange hair in adoration.

"You sound like you didn't just ride my cock for 40 minutes." The senior grins even wider as the idea of Jimin wanting to make love with him all night long makes him feels somewhat soft but definitely proud too.

It's Min Yoongi's pride that his little kitten loves him so deary.

"Shut up! We will do cuddling now." Faking his on-point angry expressions, Jimin pouts and scoots closer to arrogantly rest his head on the elder's broad chest like a child throwing tantrums.

"Okay baby boss."  Yoongi smiles in contentment and only complies by securing his arms around the latter's bare waist as neither of them was bothered to wear clothes.

"Hyung, can you show me the rooms later?" Snuggling closer in search of warmth, the orange-haired freshman comfortably yawned while feeling himself getting sleepier and certainly worn out after their little fun earlier.

"Sure love, we can also start planning our baby kittens rooms." Yoongi answered in a painfully domestic tone.

"I hate you." Jimin rolled his eyes off before drowsiness soon caught up to his consciousness and left him behind a curtain of darkness but even in that pitch-black room, he feels warmth as if he was embraced by the sun and obviously not the cuddle monster beside him.

"And I love you." Yoongi smiled dreamily, wishing that at this moment his other persona won't simply matter.

So damn fucking much.