Jimin pulled away from the other he called master. His shaky hands resting on the others tender thighs and just as he was about to pull them off, Yoongis warm hands pushed them back down.
"What is it that you mean by that?" Yoongi growled. His voice husk and stern just as Jimin liked. He trembled from excitement, squeezing his thighs harder together to keep in the whimpers and moans he was trying so hard not to let out.
Just as fast as Jimin gained the confidence to speak up against the other, his confidence drained when he saw the hungry look past the mint colored bangs of the man right in front of him. His body ached for more but he didn't want things to happen so soon.
Jimin remembered their first encounter, Yoongis hands all over another woman, he looked like a dog in heat ready to fuck the ponytailed haired girls brains out if he hadn't walked in. "I-I don't think we should be doing this hyung...y-you don't like me like you like that girl..t-this is wrong."
The pink haired boy quickly got a hold of himself. His senses finally kicking in and he got enough strength to pull himself off the elder and make his way to the bathroom.
The sight he saw in the mirror disgusted him. How could Yoongi ever like someone like me... so desperate and a guy? Jimin thought. He quickly pulled his clothes off and jumped in the shower, his sad attempt to calm his boner staring right back at him as the water only simulated his dick more.
Fuck it. Jimin quickly jumped as he heard a knock at the door, it was Yoongi. "Jimin, I-I'm sorry for the way I acted..I'm leaving now so please call me when you're ready to talk to me.."
The confidence that Jimin once heard in Yoongis voice disappeared. All he was left with was a stuttering mess and he hated it, if only he hadn't been so selfish.
Jimin leaned his bare back against the cold tile in the shower, his hand harshly jerking off his leaking cock but he couldn't cum. It wasn't enough. Sucking on his index finger, he spit his own saliva on his hand and brought it to his throbbing hole. It burned when he stuck his finger in but he kept going, thrusting his fragile finger in and and out till it started feeling so good he couldn't stand anymore.
His body collapsed on the shower floor. Still, he continued fingering himself with two short fingers. His cock neglected and wet from the water and pre-cum. The whimpers and moans he let out drying his throat up till he couldn't speak anymore.
"F-fuck me...fuck me harder y-yoongi hyungg~"
With one last thrust Jimin came, the water washing away his cum but not all of his shame. What the fuck did he just do.
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Jimin walked to the bus stop with his head held down the following day. He never knew what he was missing out on when Taehyung talked about how good it felt to get fucked so hard he could barely walk the next day.
Still, it felt like everyone around him knew exactly what he did alone in the shower yesterday, he fingered himself thinking about someone else. Obviously Jimin had masterbated before but never while thinking about how good his friend's dick would feel pounding his squelching ho-
"Jiminie are you okay? You aren't even listening to my story!" Taehyung huffed. Jimin had been zooned out the entirety of his best friends story. He apologized but could help letting his mind wander off.
They sat at their usual meet up table for lunch.
"Hey! you're still not paying attention" Taehyung poked the soft moche cheek in front of him. "Jimin is there something going on?" Jin butted in, as if having one nosy person in his business wasn't enough.
"Yeah I'm fine I guess." Nothing. Jimin was giving them nothing to work with. "What the fuck, is it the wet dreams again?" Taehyung mentioned.
"TAE" Jimin yelled out. His cheeks turning a bright shade of red but before he could speak the eldest butted in, "What wet dreams?"
Jimin explained everything, he didn't even leave out the part about yesterday's encounter with the mint haired boy. "Holy shit Jimin, wait you didn't have any dreams with me right?" Jin giggled. Him and Taehyung had been making fun of the other boy just because of how much he was overreacting.
"No way! Actually I'm not sure.." Jimin blushed. "What do you mean you're not sure?" Taehyung butted in,"It's just, I cant really tell who it is because I'm always wearing a blindfold of some sort"
"Aw it's ok babe, don't be too hard on yourself. It's ok to jerk off thinking about someone else, everyone does it" Taehyung cooed. His lips landing a soft kiss against his best friends forehead, comforting him as he started crying out of frustration.
"I just- I just feel so d-dirty... Hes my friend and all but why does he have to be so hot.." Jimin whined. The mint haired boy causing him stress. He's been avoiding him all day, avoiding eye contact and even tripping over his own laces from looking at the floor all day.
"I get it, I get it." Jin mumbled, his fingers playing at the dangling earrings on his ears. "If you feel uncomfortable just try avoiding him for a little bit longer ok Jiminie?" Jin suggested, a soft smile playing at his lips.
"Actually, you know what? let's drink today! It'll make you feel better and I can even tell Kookie to invite some of his friends too!" Taehyung jumped, the idea of drinking really excited him more than Jimin but he knew that the hangover will be worth it.
"Fine.." Jimin laughed. "But I swear if it makes me feel worse I'm punching you later" Jimin giggled even more.
The only thing he was remotely worried about is who the fuck Jungkook was going to invite?
************************************************ ooo what do you think will happen next??🧐
