The Spawn

Twenty Three

Officially Yeosang's hand is off Jimin's neck, trailing it up to cradle his cheek instead.

It's funny how vocally they're not comforting type of people but they just somehow know how to make each other feel better, even without words. Their actions speak for themselves, almost as though they were fueling each other with energy to feel calm with wordless gestures to not make it feel so real.

Ironic how the one person who gets under their nerves are the only ones who are able to calm it down.

Truth is there's no telling where the two of them stand at this point, but they'd rather not even question it.

They have more important things to worry about after all.

Their complicated, whatever this is, can wait.

The elevator was a floor away from the penthouse suite and the intimate moment became too much. So boldly Yeosang cranes Jimin's face up and gently clasps their lips together.

It happened so smoothly and gently that Jimin didn't even feel tense by it at all. If anything he melted right into it, just as he always does.

This felt as though they were back outside the hallway all over again because they didn't just feel lust, they felt this type of tenderness that just felt so intoxicating to dig more into it. Just to discover what it is about their lips touching that makes that sizzling spark vibrate all over their bodies.

Especially their hearts.

No matter how many times Jimin has tried to find some sense to it, he couldn't.

But he liked the way it made him feel, almost alive.

He felt alive, odd how a single kiss can do just that.

It lasted until the bell rings and Yeosang pulls away, leaving the two to just stare at one another as the doors open behind them.

It took a bit of Yeosang's self motivation and Jimin shocked eyes to peel himself off Jimin and walk out of the elevator, with the other exhaling heavily but following behind him down the hallway and back into the suite.

The two didn't say anything. They knew if they were to open their mouths now, this would only cause a boiling fight and that's something neither of them are in the mood to do right now.

So Yeosang goes to the kitchen while Jimin goes to the bedroom, getting his towel and clothes ready to shower. Fortunately for him the bathroom is connected to the bedroom, so he didn't have to have an awkward encounter with Yeosang within this process.

Maybe Jimin stayed under the water a bit longer than he hoped, but that definitely is because of how he was jerking himself off while placing a hand to his mouth to not be so loud.

Guess fingering himself in the middle of the night would be too awkward, especially now, so mind as well ease this tension already in the bathroom. It wasn't really helping that he kept thinking of the other male staying in this same place, letting his imagination run to wild thoughts that the point Jimin had to bite his palm to hold back his moans.

He's so sexually frustrated that it hurts.

A lot.

Shit, Namjoon didn't even help distracting his mind and that says a lot.