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"yoongi has been slipping into subspace more often, i blame you entirely," jimin huffs, picking up his cappuccino and taking a swig.

"oh yeah, what about you? are you liking being dominant, being powerful?" the words roll off my lips easily. jimin's eyes sparkle up to mine.

"it's nice, i really do like it, i like this."

my feet start swinging under the small rounded table, wrapping and canoodling with jimin's own feet.

"is the cookie good? it's one of my favourites," jimin says, trailing from the subject but letting his feet get touched.

i only hum in response but once finished i grab jimin's dainty hand.

"do you want to head back?" i wipe my mouth with a napkin and jimin raises an eyebrow but nods.

"yeah sure."

the walk home isn't as bubbly, almost tense. jimin lets me hold his hamd though which highlights the walk as absolutely amazing.

when we do get home i find myself dragging jimin into his room, knowing yoongi isn't home. my lips connecting to his and him quickly responding.

"seok, we shouldn't d–" jimin moans loudly. my lips latching onto his neck.

"come on minnie, loosen up a little," i couldn't help but smile. the younger slowly getting more wrecked as i suck harshly over his neck.

i pull off his shirt, scattering love bites over his torso.

"seok we should stop," jimin mutters. i feel almost disappointed at myself for letting it get so far.

either way i couldn't help but notice jimin's semi-hard on. he was cock-blocking himself.

"you sure?"

jimin hesitates slightly before pulling me down, placing his lip on mine.

"i promise, we'll do this soon. just us," he sticks out his pinky and i smile. interlocking our pinkies he grins, beaming his huge smile to me.

"seokie, yoongi and i really do like you," he says, throwing his shirt over his head.

"is this a dream?"

"no, no, god no hobs," i couldn't help but gleam at jimin.

"park?" i hear yoongi's voice, the elder leaning against the doorframe. his body tense against the frame.

he must be absolutely terrified, my hair messy, jimin's shirt ruffled and our cherry lips complimenting each other nicely.

"hey min, glad to see you're back." jimin flashes a toothy smile before running up to his boyfriend.

it was the perfect time to slip past the both of them but before i could escape i feel yoongi's hand snake around my waist, pulling me into their hug.

"you're not leaving hoseok, i don't ever want you leaving under my sight."

(( HEY SISTERS SORRY IM LATE! any freakin ways i might do smut next chapter cuz im so freakin ready yes thabks bye ))

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