adore ⚣ yoonmin

1.8

"lemme open it!" jungkook screamed, hopping up from his seat.

jimin stood up, hiding a few feet from the door, brushing a hand through his hair nervously.

the door swung open and he could see four heads gathered by the door.

"is jimin here?" suga asked softly, obviously confused by the guy at the door who he had never seen before.

"yup!! chim chim!!" jungkook cooed, opening the door a bit more.

"kookieee...don't call me that." jimin whined with a blush and pushed jungkook out of the way. "hi."

"hey." suga smiled, reaching for his hand.

"can we come in?" hobi said loudly, ruining the moment.

the raven haired boy giggled and stepped aside for them to come in.

"this is tae." namjoon introduced the one boy that jimin hadn't seen before.

"nice to meet you." jimin told him and tae repeated the same but it seemed like his eyes never left jungkook.

"i missed you." a deep voice rasped in his ear, and he couldn't help but smile.

"it was only a couple of hours."

"i know." suga intertwined their fingers. "i'm sorry about my friends, they all wanted to come too."

"it's okay. jungkook and tae seem to be hitting it off." he laughed, looking at the two who were joking around and giggling after only a couple of minutes.

"could we talk in private?"

"yeah." he nodded and started to pull him upstairs to his room.

"leave your door open!" jin called after him.

"ignore him."

"this is my room." jimin said, standing awkwardly because there was a poster of suga on one of his walls, his cds lined up on his dresser.

"it's cute." the rapper hummed, taking a seat on his bed.

"i can't believe you caught a flight here." jimin sat next to him, snuggling up to his side without shame, he had missed this so much.

"i realized when you left and i hadn't told you exactly how i felt about you and we hadn't even talked about where we were going from there, i had to see you again. you're one of the most beautiful, angelic, and special people i've ever met. at first i know you just had a fan account of me but now i could look into a crowd of people and pick out your face so easily."

jimin looked up at him, their eyes meeting, and it was like everything was slowing down around them.

"i didn't want you to go back to busan and doubt me and us. i didn't want you to think you didn't mean anything to me. or that the days we spent together didn't mean anything. because they meant everything. and i don't really talk about how i feel but i find it really easy to do with you. so will you be mine, jiminie?"

jimin didn't answer audibly. he crashed their lips together, feeling the blond smile into the kiss.

"is that a yes?"

"mhm." he nodded, reconnected their lips once more.

it quickly became heated, suga being pulled down on top of him. he bit his lip softly and moaned, threading his fingers through yoongi's hair and pulling making the older groan and grip his hips. it was the hottest sound jimin had ever heard in his life, and he couldn't help but whine, wrapping his legs around his waist.

"f-fuck." he whimpered when suga latched onto his neck, sucking and biting to leave a bruise, arching his back.

"baby you sound so fucking sexy." suga rasped, nipping at his ear, running a hand up his shirt, feeling his bare skin.

"please." the younger whined, tugging at suga's jacket.

"please what? what do you want?"

"i–"

"hey we're going to get foo–OH MY GOD."

and it was just his luck that he forgot the door was open.