Chapter 13

"Bye bye." "Call me if anything, okay?" "Yes mom." "Even if it's just a little thing, promise me-" "Mom! I'll be fine." "Alright. Be good." Jimin nodded before waving them off. He hid his excitement until he was back inside of his house. He caught himself in the act of squealing. 

He cleared his throat. 

"Why are you so excited Park Jimin, it's not like you're gonna do anything..." Jimin spoke to himself, staring at his phone. He sighed. "Or maybe..." He cleared his throat once again as he called Yoongi up. "What's up?" 

"We haven't been spending much time together this past wee-" "Because you have to study a lot, apparently." Jimin pouted. "Apparently? I was just gonna tell you that my parents are gone for a week, and I just said goodbye to them, so-" "I'm coming." 

And with that, Yoongi hung up. "But...you don't have my address." Jimin mumbled, he shrugged it off. It wasn't long before he heard the loud and clear sound of his doorbell ring. Jimin grinned as he opened the door. 

"Inviting me over as soon as your parents leave? Is Jiminie being a bad boy?" Jimin giggled as he opened the door wider for him to come in. "It's your fault, you know." "Oh, I know...come here." Yoongi leaned down kissed the younger as they hugged each other tightly. 

" 'm sorry for not making enough time for you last week...didn't realize how much I needed you until now." The realization hit him as their lips met. He had missed him. His deep voice and his kissable lips. "It's okay baby, the shops been pretty busy too." 

Yoongi kissed him again, a bit harder this time and with tongue as well. It was ironically strange for Jimin, not feeling weird about tongue kissing anymore. He felt the older putting his hands on his hips, bringing their bodies even closer. 

Yoongi took a few steps forward, making Jimin do the opposite, at least until he hit a wall with his back. Yoongi left kisses from his jawline down to his neck. Jimin gasped as he felt the older suck. "Hyung." "Hm." "I-I feel weird." "Where?" "Um..." Yoongi lifted his knee and rubbed the younger's member with the fabric of his jeans. 

"Here?" "Ye-yes." "It's called a boner Minie," he mumbled on his warm neck. "I've read about those in biology class..." The realization hit the younger as his eyes widened and he pushed Yoongi off of him. "I can't be ha-having that!" 

"Why? It's a perfectly normal way for a guy to respond if he's turned on. A bit concerning if you wouldn't respond like that actually. Especially in your age," he rambled. Jimin shook his head. "I-I'm a-a- I'm a-" "A what? Sinner? Are you ashamed of yourself, Jimin-ah?" 

The boy kept his head down, looking at his baby blue socks. "Don't be." He looked up. "It's okay Jimin. If you like it, you should just let yourself enjoy it." Jimin knew he was right. He was enjoying Yoongi's touch, he just wasn't happy with him loving it so much. "I'll take of care of you, I promise." 

"Promise?" "Promise," Yoongi slowly went closer to Jimin again, like a human approaching a kitten, afraid of it running away. A funny comparison, but pretty accurate. He slowly pressed his lips against the boy once again, and Jimin responded, not wanting to break apart anytime soon. 

"Jump." Yoongi grabbed his thighs when he did and Jimin wrapped his legs around his hips. Yoongi carefully went up the stairs as he kissed Jimin's neck. "Where's your bedroom?" he panted. Jimin pointed to the door behind himself, and Yoongi opened the door wider with his foot. 

"Nice plushies," he commented. 

"Don't judge me." Yoongi chuckled before placing him on the bed. He placed a hand on Jimin's waist and the other on the mattress to keep himself hovering above the younger. The two made out a little more until Yoongi basically tore off his own hoodie, and then the shirt underneath.

 Jimin wasn't complaining, he liked the sight, but he wasn't sure how he felt when Yoongi tried to take his shirt off too. Not that he didn't like it, he was just...not the most confident person ever. Jimin immediately tried to cover his upper body with his hands and arms. "Jimin-ah?" Jimin frowned. "Don't cover yourself." 

"But I'm not pretty." It was Yoongi's turn to frown now. "Baby boy...you're the most beautiful boy I've ever seen." He spoke in a soft voice as he caressed Jimin's cheek. He was putting his cold self aside and showing the younger affection. He was being sincere, Jimin could tell. Then the boy became a blushing mess as he realized what Yoongi just had called him. 

It was so much better than baby even though there wasn't that big of a difference between the two names. 

"Okay..." he mumbled as he placed his hands on Yoongi's neck instead. Yoongi gave a smile, but that quickly disappeared as he leaned down to kiss Jimin again. This time, his chest and down to his jeans. "Are we going all the way today?" Yoongi looked at Jimin, asking him before he wanted to take his pants off. 

"I'm scared..." the younger voiced his thoughts. "It's okay baby. We don't have t-" "No. I want to...but I'm scared." "I told you. I'll take good care of you." Jimin gulped before nodding his head. Yoongi unbuttoned his jeans and took them off. Jimin thought he would feel cold, but he didn't. 

He was feeling pretty hot actually. Yoongi looked at the younger hungrily before leaning down to kiss his plump lips. Jimin whined as Yoongi grinded down on him, only making his crotch hurt so much more. When Yoongi stopped, Jimin immediately put his small hands around Yoongi's belt, taking it off and throwing it to wherever. 

It wasn't long before they both were fully naked. 

Jimin felt surprisingly comfortable. He normally wouldn't be, but Yoongi made him feel pretty. The older took good care of him as he held a tight grip on his shaking thighs, kissing the inner part of them. 

They soon both had enough of the teasing and foreplay and the two males lost themselves in each other. Jimin had read that sentence before, he got hit with confusion, having absolutely no idea what that was supposed to mean, but now he knew. 

The boy had whined, moaned and cried for however long this went on. It was painful at first, but the pleasure that Yoongi promised him after shedding tears, was quickly there. The boy could no longer call himself a virgin, he wasn't pure anymore, he thought he was dirty. 

But what surprised him, was how he didn't mind. With anyone else he was sure he would, but not with Yoongi. Because he knew Yoongi was the only one allowed to see him like this, and the only one who had. The last thing on his mind before he passed out from tiredness was how safe he felt, knowing he belonged to Yoongi and only him. 

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"Jimin?" When Jimin opened his eyes, his eyes were on the window. It was dark now. "What time is it?" he rubbed his eyes with his small fists. "9pm. Did you eat dinner yet?" Jimin shook his head a little. 

"I'll make you dinner, can you get up?" Yoongi wrapped his arms around the younger, helping him sit up. Jimin scrunched up his face in discomfort and slight pain. "You alright?" He nodded. "Just sore." Yoongi got him underwear and a big hoodie. 

"Thanks...please don't look." "It's not like I haven't see-" Jimin threw a pillow at him. "Alright, alright. I'll go downstairs." Jimin smiled before putting on the clothes. He got out a pair of socks as well and wondered if he should cover up his legs too. But then he shrugged. After all, it wasn't a coincidence, Yoongi decided to not hand him any pants. 

Jimin went down the stairs, and to the kitchen where he could hear Yoongi cooking. 

"Sure you alright? You passed out right after." Jimin nodded even though Yoongi's back was facing him. He wasn't wearing a shirt and the younger was definitely just fine with that. Yoongi had more tattoos than he thought. 

Some on his stomach and chest, one on his back, a small one on his inner thigh that Jimin also noticed from before. 

"I just got really tired, I guess." Yoongi nodded. Jimin sat down by the breakfast table in the kitchen, not feeling like eating in the big dining room. "Hyung, I have school tomorrow...do you wanna stay or?" "I'll stay. I'll drive you to school before I drive home tomorrow," he mumbled. Jimin nodded. 

He already didn't want the week to end, and he felt guilty for that feeling. 

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Uh they did the deeds