Hypothetically, Yoongi always wondered since he was young.
Hypothetically, how would Jimin's lips feel against his?
Jimin's plump pink and perfect lips getting ravished against his own; how would that feel?
Good?
Bad?
Maybe okay?
....
Who knew?
But right now, as he nibbled his teeth and swiped his tongue against those said lips, Yoongi finally knew.
He knew the answer to that question he so long wondered in his life.
And it was none of the above.
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Arranged Marriage || YOONMIN
Fanfiction"You don't understand!" Shouted out Jimin in frustration while a soft pant left his lips as the boy stopped right in his tracks to rest at the trunk of an old tree, both you and Taehyung reluctantly also stopping to catch your breaths. "He's the one...
