It started with 'I' and ended with 'You'

Chapter 2: watch your tone, baby.

"fuck baby" yoongi let out a low groan as he pushed two of his digits into jungkook. This earned a small whimper from the younger that was the sweetest sound that rang in Yoongi's ears. When yoongi started thrusting his fingers into the younger he felt a slight sting on his thighs from the nails gripping onto him so tightly.

Yoongi was ecstatic. The boy from the coffee shop he so fondly watched over the past few weeks was under him. Trembling and shivering from his touch. He didn't know how they got here. But fuck all he didn't even care. The sweet noises the boy made when he hit a particular spot just right made yoongi feel drunk. He could drink up all of the sounds and would still hunger for more.

when he was finally ready to actually pleasure both himself and jungkook, he heard the younger whisper something.

"what was that baby?"

"wake up."

"what do you mean-"

"yoongi wake up."

He was met with the pitiful sight of his bestfriend. Shaking him awake. After multiple groans and growls of protest Jimin figured it was tome to get off before he got hit.

"wake up lazy ass its two in the afternoon."

Shit. Yoongi missed his coffee boy's shift. And he wasn't happy. Not at all.

"fuck off jimin. How the hell did you even get in here." Yoongi's voice was dripping with venom. Jimin knew he would be angry about him waking the older up, but he never knew he'd be this angry.

"Jesus sorry, and you gave me a key, remember? Get up, you're grumpy and need coffee."

the sound of coffee wasn't that bad, but it was terrible at the same time. He got the bitter sweet taste he wanted. But without the sugar with the dirty blonde hair there to make it sweet, he didn't like the idea. But he obliged.

"fine."

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when they walked into the coffee shop yoongi didn't even bother to look up. Didn't bother to meet Jimin's worried gaze, the cashier with the box smile who name now registered as 'Kim Taehyung', didn't bother to wait to be seated. he went straight to their regular booth and thru a fit about how his precious blonde wasn't there, how he didn't get to finish his dream. Yoongi wasn't happy, and everyone in the café could see that. Even the boy with the pretty bunny smile in the back room sorting coffee flavors.

"what's your problem!?" Jimin sat down with a worried and semi angered tone in his voice that nipped at yoongi's ears.

He was playing with another sugar packet, but instead of fidgeting with it he was ruthlessly tearing it apart.

"nothing."

before jimin had a chance to speak the waiter approached. Yoongi was bitter, and when he was bitter, so was his coffee,

"coffee, pitch black. Thanks." he didn't even wait for the waiter to ask, he didn't care, if it wasn't his waiter he didn't want anything to do with them.

"you okay handsome? Not to be self centered but you're usually not this cold to me, in fact you're the exact opposite."

The voice rang in his ears. Handsome. it couldn't be, he went home earlier this morning, is what yoongi thought, that is until he heard the smooth voice he loved oh so much. He looked up for the first time ever since he got to the café, and yoongi's bitter coffee instantly turned to the sweetest.

"J-Jungkook? I thought you got off at ten, its two thirty" Yoongi's tone changed almost instantly, and jimin realized exactly why his friend was angry when he woke up, well, a part of it.