After Jimin puts on the ridiculous panties, he puts his pants back on as well as his shirt. He's not ready for JK to look at him like that yet.
When JK comes back in the room, he begins explaining everything in a serious tone. "I will start the livestream and talk to them for a minute or so and then I'll call you to come in the frame", he shows Jimin the black blindfold in his hand, "You will be blindfolded during the whole thing since you want your identity hidden. I'll be guiding you so you don't need to worry about anything."
Jimin nods slowly.
JK takes a deep breath, "From our meeting last time, I noticed you especially like being tied up and... degraded. Right?", he looks at Jimin for confirmation. Jimin nods shyly, only facing the floor.
He walks closer to him and grabs Jimin's chin with his thumb and forefinger, making him look up at him, "I will tie your hands behind your back, and from then on you will only have to do everything I tell you", he looks deeply in Jimin's eyes, as if he's looking for something in them.
"Okay", Jimin replies in a small voice.
JK lets go of him and walks to his desk to grab some papers that Jimin imagines are the contract. "So, just to make sure, you're okay with all of these?", he points at the list of kinks on the page. Jimin nods again.
JK nods, his eyes fixed on the page.
"Okay, let me change and we'll start in a bit", he walks towards his closet and searches for something to wear. When he starts undressing by taking his shirt off, Jimin gets shy and turns his back at him, which JK notices and smirks.
"D-Do I just stay in my panties?", Jimin asks as he plays with the hem of his shirt.
"Actually, you can keep your button-up on", JK walks towards him and unbuttons a few buttons of his shirt and smiles at him, "Better."
Jimin then takes off his pants slowly, looking to see if JK is staring at him and pleased to discover he's now staring at his computer screen instead. His shirt is oversized enough that it reaches down to his thighs, hiding what he wants to be hidden.
When JK turns to tell him something, he stops himself midway and only stares Jimin down, from head to toe. They stay there for a few seconds until JK clears his throat and says, "You're JM, I'm JK. What are your safe words?", he asks sternly.
"Green, yellow, red."
"Good. Use them, Jimin", he emphasises, his tone stern. "Oh, also", he goes to pick up something from his desk and turns back with a piece of paper, "As promised."
JK handed Jimin the check of all the money he promised him. Jimin stares at it in silent shock, still not believing that he's earned this much money from just... this.
After a few moments of silence, Jimin looks up at him with a small smirk, "You know I can just take this and run away right now, right?"
JK raises an eyebrow, the corner of his lips twitching as he tries not to laugh, "You know I can outrun and catch you, right?"
"You wanna try it?", Jimin challenges.
"Depends on how much you want your ass destroyed tonight", JK says sarcastically, but with an undertone of honesty behind his voice.
Jimin's mouth falls open in disbelief. He closes it soon after because he actually cares about his ass.
"Thank you, though", he says in a small voice, his head facing the floor to avoid any eye contact.
JK only nods.
A rush of anxiousness hits Jimin like a tidal wave, his blood suddenly boiling in anticipation when he realises what's coming next.
"Ready?"
Jimin pauses, his hands starting to sweat and his heart pounding in his chest. He takes a deep breath and closes his eyes. When he opens them, he looks straight in JK's eyes and all of his nerves suddenly calm down as he finds the reassurance he needed in those brown orbs.
Jimin nods and JK swiftly places the black fabric on Jimin's eyes, tying it in a tight knot at the back. JK then kisses Jimin's covered eyes, one by one, and guides him to sit somewhere beside the desk.
Jimin cannot see a thing, obviously, and it makes him more nervous but relieved at the same time. At least he won't be able to see the look in JK's eyes during the whole thing. At least this will be less intimate. For Jimin's sake.
He feels JK's hand squeeze his own as he lets him know that he's starting the live. Jimin feels like throwing up.
He hears a click coming from the laptop and he imagines the red dot appearing on JK's profile, just like when he first watched his live. Only difference is instead of being behind his laptop's screen, he's the one sitting next to JK, waiting to get ruined.
"Hey everyone", he hears JK's voice and notices how it's much deeper, more seductive than how he usually talks. It sounds like a different person.
"Have you missed me?", he says and Jimin can hear the smirk in his voice. The sound of donations coming through takes Jimin off guard, a bunch of 'ding's come from the computer. Already?
JK laughs, "Thank you, thank you", it's not a genuine laugh. Not the laugh that came from him when Jimin joked around him. He's faking it and it makes Jimin feel special.
"Today is a special day and I imagine you know why from the title", Jimin wonders what the title might be.
JK hums as he reads a few comments. "Okay, okay, don't be so eager, now. I won't keep you waiting any longer", it seems as if he's not only saying that to the audience, but to Jimin as well.
Jimin feels JK's warm hand grasp his wrist softly and pull him slowly closer to him, making him appear in the frame. Jimin flushes a bright red as he imagines thousands of people staring at him, judging him, analysing him. He thanks the universe for the blindfold blocking his vision.
"H-Hi guys", he says in a small voice, his body slouching from his shyness, shoulders brought closer to his chest and hands nervously resting on his thighs. JK never let go of his wrist, which makes him feel less alone and vulnerable.
He hears a bunch of donations come in right after he spoke and wonders what they might be saying about him. From JK's chuckle, he imagines they're saying good things.
"Looks like you got a lot of people excited, JM", JK squeezes Jimin's hand in his own, reassuring him that the audience isn't judging him or saying anything bad about him. "This is JM. He's 24 and...", he pauses for a second, Jimin can't see him but he can feel his gaze on his skin, "He's an amazing person that I had the luck to meet."
Jimin wants to scream, disappear. He feels his heart flutter, his stomach turn. No, Park Jimin, he's saying this just for the show. Collect yourself.
More donations come in and JK clears his throat and then speaks, "JM, the audience seems very surprised that you're still a virgin, considering how attractive you are."
Jimin turns even more red. He tries to hide his face but remembers that half his face is covered so it's fine. But... does JK really think he's attractive? No, Jimin, the audience is saying that, not him.
Right.
Jimin chuckles slightly, a small shy sound that sounds more like a scoff, and says, "You guys can't even see half of my face. But thank you", he bows his head slightly, as if he's thanking someone in person for complimenting him.
JK laughs slightly, "They're saying they can still tell that you're pretty."
Jimin opens his mouth to protest but doesn't say anything, only muttering a small 'I see' and looking down in his lap - without seeing it of course - in order to avoid the camera and the constant gaze of the thousands of people watching him. How can JK do this so confidently?
JK hums after a few seconds, "I think that's enough of your thirsty comments, hm?", he sounds as if he's scolding the people watching, as if he's possessive, protective of Jimin. "Why don't we get straight to it?", he's much closer to Jimin's face now, his breath on Jimin's cheek making him jump from his seat. Jimin replies with an 'okay' and squeezes JK's hand, looking for some kind of reassurance.
"I'll take care of you", JK close to whispers, squeezing Jimin's hand back. Jimin felt like it was just the two of them at that moment, without any people watching, without anyone invading their world. He nods, smiling.