two timing

eight ↛ its monday

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the next monday was the most awkward thing the two had encountered in their entire life

they didn't talk. they just sat at their desks.

why did you have to tell him you were hard?

why did you let him touch you?

jimins questions were endless.

but so were yoongis.

why did you touch him?

why did you tell him you didn't want to talk about it anymore?

they were both stressed. there was so much tension, but neither of them could say anything.

except for when yoongi finally spoke.

"i need coffee," jimin was immediately up from his seat, on his way to the break room.

he just had to get out.

and yoongi just had to be alone.

he wanted to try something out.

he opened his personal laptop, pulling open an incognito tab.

he wanted to try and see if doing things with jimin was something he'd enjoy.

sex with girls always felt food, but normally just because his dick was being pleasured. but he didn't like vaginas.

they felt okay, but they looked scary. he didn't like to touch them, either.

or tits, for that matter. he also didn't really enjoy girls moans. or all the hair they had. it was too much to hold on to.

yoongi had an idea. he's going see what it was like for a man to do things with another man.

he was going through all the categories, watching small bits of each.

he found one he actually enjoyed, quite a lot. he wouldn't go into detail, but before long..

he was hard.

he was terrified, too. he didn't want to be getting off to gay porn.

he just imagined jimin doing these things to him.

he got harder.

why was he having these feelings? he had a girlfriend, who he loved.

but jimin gave him these weird feelings.

meanwhile..

› we'll see a little more of jimins coworkers in the next chapter