Suga daddy|Yoonmin

8

I get home from Jungkooks to get a notification for my sugar daddy app.

Your sugar daddy 'Suga' has payed you. You can check your balance in your account feature.

I wonder how much he gave me. I go upstairs and change into my pajamas before hoping into bed. I get on the app and go check my balance. This is my first payment and we've never discussed a payment so I have no idea what I got.

Your current balance is $500.

500!! HE HAVE ME 500 FUCKING DOLLARS. IVE ONLY TALKED TO HIM TWO TIMES THIS WHOLE WEEK. I quickly text him.

Me:
500?!

Yoongi:
Yeah baby

Me:
Like seriously 500?
That's a lot.

Yoongi:
You deserve it for
being you, baby.

Me:
Thank you. Like a lot.

Yoongi:
Do you want to
videochat?

Me:
Like when?

Yoongi:
Like now?

Me:
Oh, sure.

Yoongi:
Do you not want too?

Me:
No it's not that.

Yoongi:
Okay then what?

Me:
It's nothing, what do
you want to call on?

Yoongi:
Do you have skype?

Me:
Oh yeah, it's Chiminmie99

Yoongi:
Weird username.

Me:
I made it when I
was young shut up.

Yoongi:
I think it's fun
teasing you.

Me:
No don't.

Yoongi:
You're so easy.

Me:
😖😖😖

I get a notification from my laptop and stand up to get it. I take it back to my bed and open it to see this.

Incoming Skype from: AgustD

Who the fuck is this. I don't answer it. Then it's calls back and I get a text from Yoongi.

Yoongi:
Are you going to answer?

Oh it's him. I check myself in the mirror before answering his call. It connects and I try to calm myself. I'm nervous. I've hear his voice and I've seen his face but never at the same time. I don't know how I'd react. Then It loads and I see him sitting against a black headboard with black covers under him. He's so hot with his hair pushed back into a black baseball cap. "Hey baby." He says. I hold back my squeak. "Are you going to speak?" He asks with a tiny smile.

This time I can't hold back my squeak. "You're cute." He says with a laugh. I bring my legs up to my chest and pull my hood up on my sweatshirt. "Are you hiding from me?" He asks. I nod. "Why?" He asks, knowing the answer. "You make me nervous." I say. "Whys that baby?" He asks. "Because you're so hot Okay." I say. "Thanks baby." He says. "Oh shit." He says standing up. "What?" I ask. "I forgot to take off my lenses." He says from somewhere behind the camera.

"Lenses?" I ask. He comes back wearing black rimed glasses. He wears glasses, I'm sold. "I almost forgot." He says. "What a shame." I say. "Oh look at you being sassy." He says. "I can be pretty sassy when I want to be." I say. "Cant wait." He says with a smirk that makes my cover my face. "I knew this would be fun." He says. "Can you not tease me?" I ask. "But it's so much fun." He says. I grab my pillow and hug it. "Damn you are small." He says.

"I'm 5'4 remember." I say. "Yeah baby I remember." He says. "Just now I'm getting a image of how small you are. Are you really 117Ibs?" He asks. "Yeah." I say. "You look a lot look smaller." He says. Well my ass weights a lot. "A lot of people say that." I say. "Stand up let me get a good look at you." He says. "I'm wearing pajamas." I say. "You still look cute." He says. "Okay." I say with a small pout. "I like your pout." He says. "Then I won't do it anymore." I say standing up.

"Wow." He says. I turn the laptop to show my full body. "Spin." He says. I spin around for him. "I meant slowly." He says. I spin a little bit slower. "Wow, you're such a smart ass." He says. "Thank you." I say. "It's not a compliment." He says. "It is too me." I say. "Can I ask you a question baby?" He asks. "Sure." I say. "Have you ever wore panties?" He asks. I blush a little. "Yes or no?" He asks. "Yes." I say laying down on my bed again.

"Hey I can't see you." He says. "I think that's the point." I say. "Baby." He says. I move the laptop to face me. "Are you sleepy baby?" He asks. "Yeah." I say. "You're cute when your tired." He says. "You think I'm cute all the time." I say. "You do always look cute." He says with a smirk. "Stop." I whine hiding my face in my sleeves. I hear a car door close. I sit on my knees and look out the window. My dads home. Oh no. "I have to go." I say. "I'll text you tomorrow." He says. "Okay." I say.