Dark Web Date | YOONMIN

XV - No dirty slut

"So you're almost his boyfriend basically?" Yoongi's father asked once we sat down and calmly explained it to him as Yoongi wished. 

"I wanted to see if it works out and then ask him to come to a family dinner with me but you found out before I managed to get that far." Yoongi sighed and looked at me. 

"Yoongi. Hold onto this guy with you teeth and nails because he could be the thing we've been all waiting for that could stop you from offering service on dark web." his father said pointing at me. 

"Dad!" Yoongi whisper shouted at him. 

"Oh right. Do not embarrass your son in front of anyone who you think could save him unless you want that person to dump your son." his father got up, kinda talking to himself. 

"I swear my family is normal." Yoongi slowly looked at me. 

"Oh that's okay. I don't have a problem with goofy people." I chuckled. 

"Alright kids. You are accepted and I'm personally begging you, don't let Yoongi go. Even if he does something stupid, remember that that's exactly the reason why he never found anyone who pulled him out of this shit. Because they backed out." his dad turned to me. 

...

Yoongi showed me what exactly my job would be in the shop and then he offered to drive me home if I let him come in for a minute and we make out. 

Of course I agreed so he took me to his car and we headed to my place. 

"Your dad..he is an interesting guy indeed but I like him. He even seems fine with you not being straight." I smiled. 

"Your parents didn't accept you the same way?" Yoongi asked with pity in his voice. 

"They said they tried.." I sighed. 

"I'm sorry to hear that." he rubbed my knee. 

"It's fine. I got used to it." I smiled and put my hand on his. 

...

Once we arrived to my apartment complex, Yoongi wasted no time carrying me to my apartment to get his promised kisses. 

"N-no not here yet." I mumbled when he started kissing me in the hall already. 

"Why not?" he asked and pecked my lips once more. 

"My neighbors think I have a sugar daddy. Meaning they will assume I'm a cheater...I don't need that." I explained, mumbling half of it into his lips because of the kisses. 

"Who cares. As long as the two of us know you're not a dirty slut- unless it's my dirty slut- then it's okay." he chuckled as he managed to open the doors, still holding me and got us inside. 

"Don't call me a dirty slut. I'm willing to accept that only in act when you say it because of your hormones but not like this." I pouted. 

"Sorry. Didn't mean to hurt you." he sat down on the couch and put me in his lap. 

"But you did." I mumbled. 

"I suggest you let me make it up to you on Friday night?" he smirked and kissed me again this time biting my bottom lip pretty hard making me moan into the kiss.