『 Blackmail 』; Yoonmin

✉ seventeen ✉

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3rd person

"Wait this isn't my apartment building" Jimin stares at building from the bottom to the top. Black painted facade, white tiles and automatic sliding doors, this apartment building is nothing like his.

"Of course It isn't" Yoongi says. "I lied that time so I can go" He playfully sticks out his tounge like a little kid and laugh.

"Hmp"

Their date at the mall was cancelled after the incident the two of them have cause. Jimin is way too embarassed to look at the people who have witness the scene while Yoongi just smiles smugly like he was proud of his work.

The loud heavy elevator doors slides open and got startled from his thoughts. The elevator ride ended quickly than he expected. Yoongi lead the way to his apartment room which is located at the very dead end of the hallway.

"Nice door...." Jimin says as he looks at the plain black door infront of them. Yoongi only gave him a weird glance before twisiting the doorknob and pushing it open. What was so interesting in having a black door? He's so weird but I love him so nevermind.

"Harder Namjoon! Harder!"

Jimin's jaw immediately drop, speechless on what he just heard. Yoongi didn't react since he was used to it but decided to tell them to stop since he have brought a guest and obviously don't want to scare the younger away.

"Pull it out already, Namjoon"

"It's better to stay like this babe"

"What? no! ugh.. fine"

Namjoon walks out from the kitchen holding a hammer on his left hand and Seokjn by his side.

"Hey Jimin" Seokjin waves his hands and welcome him with a big smile. Jimin got surprised at first on how friendly he was but shrugs it off. He also showed him a smile that made his eyes disappear and wrinkle into crescent moon. "Oh fuck he's too cute"

"I'm cute too"

"Not really" But of course, Seokjin was just kidding.

"Ouch" Namjoon dramatically put a hand on his chest pretending it hurt his pride.

"Tss" Yoongi butted him away. He was blocking him from coming over to Jimin's side. "My room, now." he whispers in his ear which Jimin hesitated to go.

His room? Why does it feel unsafe-

"I have a secret stash of Nutella spread hidden deep within my closet and I'll let you have it"

Jimin silently gasps. He knows.

Namjoon and Seokjin exchange weird glances at the two who are now heading towards Yoongi's room.

"They're gonna fuck aren't they?"

"But what if Yoongi have STD?"

Namjoon turns to Seokjin with a glare. "What makes you think my best bastard will have STD?"

"Well, uh.. I heard him rap saying 'A to the G to the U to the STD' once"

"Just because he rap a word with STD on it means he have one!" Namjoon face palm at his stupidity.

"I was just kidding hehe" Seokjin scratches the back of his head in embarassment.

"But I think Jimin's gonna you know.. top"

It was Seokjin's turn to glare at him. "What the hell? No! Yoongi is a daddy"

"Yeah in public. But when me and him are alone he can turn to a softie sometimes"

A shattered noise of breaking glass disturb the two from their conversation. Namjoon peek over at the couch and found Jimin crawling away from them.

"Ehem"

Jimin knew it was no use to run away anymore. "Oh heheh hi"

"Were you listening to our conversation?" Seokjin put his hand on his hip for emphasis. Jimin fumbles with his fingers and stares at the glass, guilty that he have broken a furniture in someone else's house and got caught.

"I'll be honest so yes i do" He admitted. "But don't worry I'll keep my mouth shut" Jimin even did a zipping gesture to prove it before taking his leave back at Yoongi's room.

His task was only to grab a marshmallow pack for him to eat with the Nutella. He wasn't suppose to eavesdrop but he heard the word 'Yoongi' and 'soft' that forced him to stay.

"What took you so long?" Yoongi asks as he removes the lid of the Nutella jar.

"I had a hard time reaching the top shelf" Jimin sat on his bed, criss cross style then, rips open the marshmallow pack. He dips half of the mallow, watching it sink in and pops it on his mouth.

While the latter is busy eating his snack, Yoongi lays down on the bed and closes his eyes. Like his usual routine while laying in bed, he let his mind bombered with thoughts.

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Jimin dips the last mallow on the Nutella spread and was about to eat it but stops mid way when he caught the sight of Yoongi's crumbled expression.
Was he having a bad dream? Or bad thoughts?

Either way, Jimin creeps up to Yoongi's side to wake him up. His eyes slowly fluttered open as his sight adjusts at the brightness of the lamp shade beside him.

"Good evening, Yoongi hyung~"

The older's crumbled expression softened when he heard the honey voice coming from the other side of the bed. "Evening?"

"Yeah, evening" Jimin repeated. "It's already 9:58pm hyung"

Yoongi muttered a small 'oh...' then turns to him. "Can you sleep here just for the rest of the night? I just... need someone to stay with me right now"

"Sure"

Jimin set aside the half eaten Nutella jar (which he will be finishing off until tomorrow morning by himself) and threw the horribly ripped open marshmallows pack in the small trash bin Yoongi have placed at the corner of his bedroom.

He jumps right back in the bed and twists around until he found the right spot to settle down. Jimin yawns right after that. Yoongi's bed was even more comfier than his own bed. Not to sound creepy or anything but it smell just like him and it's intoxicating.

"Let's sleep now shall we?"

"But I can't" Jimin frowns. "I feel very hyper after eating too much Nutella"

"Wow such a kid-ow!" The younger elbows Yoongi's rib and scoots away.

"I hate you don't touch me"

"Hmmm..." Yoongi snakes his arms around Jimin's waist. "Nope" He pulls him closer at him making the younger squeak.

"Let me go, Yoongi!" He started to trash around the bed but after hearing the older growl, Jimin just gave up and let Yoongi use him as a human teddy bear for the rest of the night.

AN

Enjoy the fluff while you guys can :)

heh bye~