Jimin had never been an easy child. His mother would constantly struggle with his longing of randomly touching and tasting stuff.
If something was new to him or seemed interesting, he craved to know the feeling of it on his skin and if it was something he liked he would often rub his face or even press his lips against it. Sometimes he would lick things.His earliest memory was him licking the surface of his mothers new leather bag.
He really liked the smell and the feeling of it against his hands.He couldn't explain why he wanted to know how certain things feel against his lips or his tongue.
But sometimes he just really needed to know.He developed rituals over the years. Things he just had to touch, before doing certain things.
Yoongi ,on the other hand, could be easily discribed as the opposite.
He wasn't interested in touching things, he wanted to be touched.
He was shy tho.
Extremely introverted and socially awkward.
So the only person left for full filling his longings was... well he himself.He knew his own body better than anything else. He knew where exactly his sensitive spots were and what places tickled when he touched them.
His body was like a map that he studied for years.
Of course, he eventually hit puberty and discovered that some places felt really good to touch.
He became obsessed with it.
His body was him temple and god dammit,he loved it.
So to speak, he had a lot of sexual experiences without actually having sex.Both of them used to live in the same neighbourhood.
They weren't friends, they never talked but they knew of each others existence.Jimin was known as the kid that licked the cover of a school book on the first day of school.
He wasn't really bullied for that, but all the kids kept teasing him about it.
Especially after similar incidents followed the next weeks.That was the first time for the boy to be confronted with the fact that his usual habits of simply giving into his longings wasn't considered as normal.
He was ashamed of himself, but still couldn't stop doing what he was doing.Luckily his dad got another job and they had to move.
A big city, in which no neighbour would tell the mother how weird her beloved son was.So Park Jimin transferred to another elementary school. He learned out of his previous mistakes and was more careful with what he was touching.
He found a few friends, whom he'd been stuck with until highschool.Meanwhile, the shy Min Yoongi grew older with only his twin sister as a friend. Both were introverted so keeping each other company was enough. She was straight forward and wouldn't hesitate a second to speak her mind. Totally confident in what she was doing and not giving a fuck about other people's opinion.
So whenever somebody tried to make fun of Yoongi's shy stuttering , they could be sure to catch these hands.(Wink wonk)
Yoongi's mother was a hard working woman, but never entirely happy.
She grew up in Seoul and missed the vibes of living in a big city.
She couldn't bring herself to stress her kids with a school transfer so didn't make her dreams reality.But at the end of the twins freshman year she met a man that changed her whole life.
She was madly in love and a year later they decided to move together.Now the twins were starting their junior year in a new school. Hundreds of opportunities. Hundreds of new faces.
But maybe one of those faces will look familiar...
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erogenous zone[yoonmin]
FanfictionWARNING: Jimin tops. "I came for Yoonmin, but this is my favourite taekook storyline ever" *** Jimin is obsessed with touching things. He learned to suppress his longings. He was living a normal life, with itching thoughts of touching stuff. He...