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“Oh, nice.” Jimin uttered indifferently on the phone as he grabbed two boxes of ice cream; strawberry and chocolate. He surveyed both the boxes and wondered which flavor Taehyung liked.
“And then I told her that if one wears branded products and still manages to look ugly then it’s not the makeup’s fault, they are just naturally ugly and it can’t be helped.”
Jimin rolled his eyes as he heard Mia laugh and continued, “However, nobody can beat me when it comes to beauty.” Jimin ignored that statement and threw both the boxes into the cart thinking that Taehyung would love any of them.
Mia sighed and dreamily said, “Just imagine me wearing a bandana, who would look sexier than me? Right Jimin?” She asked, anticipating him to say yes.
Meanwhile Jimin was busy imagining her in the said bandana, he snorted as she looked okay okay, not that bad and suddenly he imagined the same on Taehyung and he literally wanted to pinch those bread cheeks.
“Taehyung looks sexier than you.” He mumbled to himself.
“Pardon?” She said as she couldn’t hear him properly.
Jimin coughed, “There is a network issue, I will call you later. Bye!” He hung up not giving a room for her to respond to that. He heaved out a sigh in relief and dropped his phone into his pocket.
He was in a convenience store, looking for goods that Taehyung loved to eat. Today wasn’t his birthday, it’s just that he had scored well in his exams and Jimin wanted to congratulate and show his pride for his hard work and sleepless nights.
And as soon as he arrived here, Mia called him. He ignored it once but then his grandma called him and asked why he wasn’t answering Mia’s calls, he concluded that Mia must have complained about him. He wanted to push her into the Han river but unfortunately he didn’t want to end up behind the bars.
He gave an excuse that he was driving and then called Mia back and apologized for the same reason. He was uninterested in talking to her but he was afraid of giving dry replies like what if she complained again? So, he had to listen to her attentively.
He walked towards the aisle that was filled with varieties of candies, he knew that Taehyung loved candies. He grabbed all the candies that he thought would taste good. He was excited to see the happiness in the younger’s face when he would look at everything that he had bought.
Getting a chance to look at Taehyung’s smile would always help him sleep peacefully in the night, was it too cheesy? He didn’t know but he knew for sure that he would do anything to make him happy, not caring about what the society would say.
He made his way towards the counter while revising his mental list of things to buy. He looked down at his cart, it looked like a rainbow. Ice creams, candies and chocolates.
“I have to stop by Starbucks to get smoothies and McDonald’s for takeouts.” He reminded himself and stood behind a guy, whose items were being scanned for payment. Meanwhile he sent a quick text to Taehyung that he would come home in an hour.
“Sir, please come forward.” The counter girl requested, Jimin smiled and moved forward with his cart. Taking all the items to scan, the girl finally gave him the bill and Jimin made a payment.
“Thank you!”
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A sigh escaped Jimin’s lips as he placed all the takeout bags in the backseat of his car, he closed the door and smiled at himself. He was wasting all this money on food that he was not buying for himself, but for a guy who was his home. He would never regret spending on Taehyung, never.
“Oh! Look who is here!” A deep husky voice called out behind him, Jimin froze at the voice.
‘Not now.’
“Park Jimin.” Helvin sang, whistling as he waited for him to turn around and greet them, he wasn’t alone, his two other friends were behind him.
Jimin looked at the car’s rear door glass, he could see them smirking at him. Why is it always hard for him to escape from the past? He thought.
Another guy said chuckling, “Oh Jimin! Been so long since I last saw you.”
Jimin gulped and slowly turned around to face them, the happiness and excitement that was in his face got replaced with nervousness and fear. The three, Helvin, Sohyun and Jinyoung showed him a very sweet smile.
He stuttered as he requested, “Please, leave me alone.”
They laughed and Helvin asked, “Why so?” As he crossed his arms over his chest and stepped forward. Jimin shook his head and was about to say something but Jinyoung intervened.
“Bro, He looks happy today and he even came to grab some takeouts.” He said, pointing at McDonald’s behind them and the bags inside the car.
Sohyun inclined his head in agreement and asked, “Don’t you think we should ruin his happiness?” An evil smirk played on his lips as he stared at Jimin, bids of sweat started forming on his forehead, his palms felt damp.
“That will make my day!” Helvin exclaimed happily.
Jimin had difficulty in swallowing the lump in his throat yet with a little courage he spoke, “No, please stop! I’m sorry.” His voice came out so small, almost like a whisper which made them chortle.
The crown of the devil was visible on Helvin’s head as he began to taunt in his spiteful tone, “Park Jimin.” He called and continued, “Son of..”
Jimin closed his eyes, his hands trembled as some unpleasant memories started to take over his black vision. He shut his eyes tightly, his breathing got uneven as he tried to push those memories away.
Darkness, blood, betrayal.
Tears streamed down his eyes as he muttered, “Please, don’t.” He held his left side of the head firmly, the memories flowing into his mind were triggering him.
The three looked at each other with a proud smile, their plan was half successful. Helvin looked at both of them and nudged them to pain him more, “I want to see him suffer the way I did.”
His friends nodded at him and stepped closer towards Jimin, who was still in a bad condition.
“Look at us.” Jinyoung demanded, gripping his shoulders. He opened his eyes, it was fun for Helvin to see those bloodshot and painful eyes. He loved it!
“Aww, look at you. I feel so bad, how about we cheer you up? Let’s go to that house, shall we?” Sohyun chuckled, caressing his tear stained cheeks.
Jimin’s eyes widened at his sentence, his head felt heavy and he found himself feeling dizzy as the memories of him crying on the floor while his grandma held him in her arms rang in his ears, he pushed Jinyoung away and closed his ears with his hands.
‘No, no, no. I don’t want to hear it.’
He quietly sobbed while he slid down the car and crouched down on the ground, clutching his ears. His heart thumped rapidly, he had lost his concentration, he couldn’t hear the three friends laughing at his situation and then leaving him alone in the lonely parking lot.
Why him? Why did he have to endure all the pain? Why did he have to witness all those things?
A flash of light hit him, making him open his eyes abruptly. He saw a car ahead of him, moving forward slowly and then taking a turn to be parked. He looked around at his surroundings, where were they?
He stood up quickly and wiped his tears with the back of his hands, no, he shouldn’t cry like this outside. What would people think of him?
He cleared his throat and unlocked his car, sitting inside, he stared at the steering wheel. His fear vanished as he shut his eyes and took deep breaths, he wanted to forget all the memories that had come back into his life.
He punched the steering wheel as he remembered how they ruined his day. He was pissed at them and at himself. Why was he so mean back then? Why did he hurt Helvin? All these pain and hate, he was the only reason behind them. He deserved it, yet he had no courage to feel them. He was afraid.
He screamed in his seat, gradually his screams turned into sobs. Covering his face with his hands, he weeped. He was angry at himself, he wanted to die, wanted to take out his anger on something.
And for a moment, he stopped crying. With shaky breaths, he looked ahead and remembered that there was someone who could help him.
In the nick of time, the blue tesla was turned on. The car in a slow pace moved out of the parking area and then to the road, it took its speed after some time as Jimin was in a hurry to take out his stress. The roaring of the car impressed almost all the girls on the footpath making them wonder how extra handsome would the owner of this handsome car be?
Jimin was lost in his own thoughts that he forgot about why he had come to McDonald’s and the bags in the backseat.
His phone, which was in the storage box near the gear, lit up with a notification but it didn’t catch his attention as it was in silent mode. He was missing a message from his beautiful home.
Tae cutie 💞
--30 mins to go!
Be quick but careful,
Me and cookies are
waiting for you~
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“Girl you know I want your love, your love is handmade for somebody like me, come on now follow my lead, I may be crazy don’t mind me..”
Jungkook sang loudly with his euphonious voice as he cleaned the washed dishes and placed them on the rack carefully. For two days, he was alone in his house as his parents had gone to Daegu to visit his sick aunt.
“Say boy, let's not talk too much. Grab on my waist and pull that body on me, c’mon now follow my lead, come c’mon now follow my lead, hmm..” He put the last plate on its place and walked towards the dining table as he sang, he grabbed the jug and filled the glass with water. He paused singing and gulped the water down.
“I’m in love with the shape of you, we push and pull like a magnet do, although my–” He stopped singing as he heard his doorbell ring constantly, as if the person outside wanted to pee so badly.
In a confused state of mind, he hurried to the door and opened it only to be met with Jimin, whose eyes were as red as ruby and he looked angry.
“Hyung?” He called, worriedly, “What happened–”
He was cut off with a kiss, he couldn’t close his eyes when Jimin kissed him hungrily, holding his waist tightly as he walked in and pushed the door behind him to close with his foot.
Jungkook gently pushed the hungry wolf away to examine him properly, “What’s wrong?” He questioned.
Jimin gasped for air as he stared down at the younger with luscious eyes, “Make me forget everything, Jungkook.” He muttered against his pink thin lips.
Jungkook looked at him in concern and stroked his cheeks dearly, “Are you okay?” And as soon as Jimin shook his head, Jungkook captured his lips and kissed him. Jimin kissed him back but with much more intensity than the other.
He pushed Jungkook to the wall and tied his hands above his head with his own hand, his other hand sneaking inside the younger’s white tee and then caressing the soft skin with his thumb.
Jungkook moaned at the cold touch that came into contact with his warm skin, his cock woke up from its sleep and now he wanted more. How much did he miss this Jimin? His touch, his lips, his deep sexy tone, his abs and everything, he missed them all.
Just yesterday he was touching himself whilst he imagined the older and now, he was being carried by his thighs to the living room without breaking their kiss. Jimin wasn’t patient enough to climb upstairs to fuck the younger in his room, so chose the nearest room.
Jimin laid him on the shiny floor and hovered over him, without wasting any second he attacked Jungkook’s unmarked neck, leaving butterfly kisses all over there but never marking him.
He had some rules when having sex:
--- No marking on the neck, unless he belongs only to you.
--- No kinky sex.
--- Only missionaries.
--- Nobody can touch his body unless he asks you to. Excludes the main character: his dick.
Thanks to the soundproof walls that nobody could hear Jungkook’s loud moans as Jimin pounded into him while he parted both his legs away to get in deep and feel the pleasure, sweat rolled down from his forehead as he bit his lips harshly and looked at the way his dick went in and out of the younger’s hole smoothly.
He averted his gaze at Jungkook, his eyes were rolled out, lips parted open as he moaned with the same rhythm as of the dick being smashed into him. His right hand grabbed the couch beside him for support while he worked on his nipple with the other hand’s fingers.
‘So hot.’
Everything was hot, but something was lacking with the way he felt. He felt the pleasure but he wasn’t able to forget the memories, it kept coming back every time he would close his eyes. This wasn’t supposed to happen.
Jungkook used to make him forget everything for a year, but what happened this time? Why was he unable to push them away? The more he abused the younger’s hole, the more he would remember his past. What was going on?
“Ah..hyung! I’m..uh!” Jungkook let out a loud moan as he splurted out his cum on his stomach, Jimin didn’t stop, he wanted to but he didn’t want any questions from Jungkook’s side so he kept going until he pulled it out and spilled his cum all over Jungkook and the floor and the two stayed there for a minute.
Jimin breathed heavily as he stood up and helped the younger to stand up as well. They grabbed their clothes along and Jungkook said, “You can use my washroom.”
Jimin flashed a smile and headed to the washroom upstairs and Jungkook began blushing as he mentally recorded each and every moment and then decided to clean the floor and himself.
Minutes later, Jimin was ready to leave and called Jungkook out of the living room. He ran out and towards the older with a broad lovely smile decorating his lips which made the older smile as well.
“Thank you for today.” Jimin uttered, with a bit of love and appreciation in his tone. He was practicing in the washroom as to how he should thank Jungkook without letting him know that this time he couldn’t help him forget.
Maybe he was successful with his practice as Jungkook giggled, “I hope you are okay now.”
Jimin just nodded and ruffled his hair, “Lock all the doors and windows before you sleep, take care.”
“Bye!” He waved at the older guy as he walked towards his car.
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“Can I eat them now?” Yumin asked, as she sat on the chair in front of the plate filled with delicious cookies on the table.
Taehyung glared at her, “No.”
He had made cookies for Jimin who had told him that he would be here in an hour, but it’s been an hour and a half and yet he hadn’t arrived neither was he receiving any of his calls and he was hella worried.
“It’s been so long Taehyung, These cookies are getting cold again, how many times will you warm them up?” She asked, she was very hungry and most of all, she loved cookies but Taehyung wasn’t letting her touch them as he had told her that they would eat only when Jimin comes.
“Where is he?” He mumbled to himself as he stared out from the kitchen window, he sighed and dialed his number but to no avail. He was inwardly hoping for the older to be fine as his mind was starting to get clouded with apprehensive thoughts.
He nibbled on his lower lips and tapped his foot on the floor, he was restless, Jimin was never late but what happened today? And as if on cue, a blue car swiftly passed in front of his house.
‘Jimin hyung!’
He knew Jimin’s car very well and he was sure that it was his car, his eyes would never betray him. But why was he driving at such a speed? Was he okay?
He quickly turned around and told his sister, “Noona, you can have them. I am going to the library, tell momma I will be back soon.” With that he rushed out of the house not before grabbing his brown coat.
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