Across The Boundary • Yoonmin

32; Mine

But i can't do this alone
Sometimes i just need a light
If i call you on the phone,
Need you on the other side
-

Yoongi ran off to the pants aisle and looks for two minutes. He found some black fitted leggings and instantly fell inlove with it, that's why he grabs it fast and runs back to Jimin; who gladly took the item and pays for it.

The two have decided to go to a shoe store next, so they stepped outside and walks towards the shop which was just located a few meters away.

While on their way, Jimin noticed two guys sizing Yoongi up, giving him a side and meaningful glance.

The barista growls under his breath and pulls the oblivious Yoongi who is busy looking around at the mall, closer to him by the waist.

A black combat shoes captured Yoongi's interest once they stepped foot inside, and he quickly dashes towards it to get a better look.

They were stunning, and perfect for his new outfit.

''D-Daddy!" He called Jimin rather loudly. He blushed when he suddenly realizes what he did, and looks at Jimin, who is now walking towards him, shyly.

"Yes Sugar? Have you seen something?" Jimin asked as he encircles his arm on Yoongi's waist and kissed the top of his head.

Yoongi nods and points at the boots he saw, "L-Look! T-They're beautiful, right?"

Jimin's eyes twinkle in delight when he sees it, and turns to Yoongi with a bright smile.

"It is. It will look good with your outfit baby, wanna take it?"

"Yes! And t-then i will c-change into them," Yoongi said excitedly while slightly jumping in joy.

Jimin can only pinch his nose with a chuckle, before he looks and calls for a sales lady to buy the shoes.

Once the shoes were bought, Yoongi immediately took the clothes and went inside of the changing room.

The shirt was so comfortable to wear because it's fitted and very soft to the skin, the leggings were fitted also and it makes Yoongi's butt pop in the best way; which makes Yoongi giggles again in delight.

Yoongi fell inlove with the look, and can't wait for Jimin to see it.

Jimin paled and looked like he saw a ghost when Yoongi had stepped out. He gulps down a hunk of saliva that was formed on his throat and felt its dryness.

"D-Damn Sugar. No one told me you will look this fucking good in that," he commented with a raspy and hoarse voice.

Yoongi can only blush a deep red and whisper a small 'thank you,'

--

The whole time they were walking at the mall, Yoongi got more stares; and Jimin hates all of it, all of them.

Jimin hates the way people will whistle lowly at Yoongi - his Yoongi.

Everytime someone will look, stare, or even spare Yoongi a glance, the ashen-haired male will growl and glare at them, then he will squeeze Yoongi's hand tightly and pulls him close;

As if telling those people that he owns this man, and he will kill anyone who dares taking him away.

Jimin is actually a kind of guy that is possessive. He hates - or rather, despise anyone who takes away his property. And somehow Yoongi is his most treasured possession.

He really hates it.

But he hates it the most when that same Yoongi is blushing beside him, as if he's enjoying the attention.

Jimin really has no idea if Yoongi is still oblivious of what is happening around him as the older looks at him with innocent eyes and a deep shade of red evident on his cute face.

But what Jimin doesn't know is that Yoongi was blushing because of him, because of the way he is holding him tightly and pulling him closer to him.

Yoongi really likes the attention.

Especially when it comes to Jimin, and Jimin alone.

---

Jimin is still tensed even on the drive all the way to home, and Yoongi is getting concerned now, so he opens his mouth and speaks.

"Jimin, what's wrong?"

Jimin didn't answer and continues to drive while gripping the steering wheel tight like before.

"At least say something please," Yoongi practically begged, but Jimin still wouldn't budge.

The older sat back with a sad expression and the feelings of hurt by being ignored. He focused his eyes on the window and up to the sky; it was cloudy, gloomy, and grey.

Yoongi sighs and keeps on staring outside. He jolted and perks his head up when he realizes that the familiar road is now looking rather unfamiliar, and it isn't the road towards his neighbourhood.

"J-Jimin, w-where are we going?" He asked, feeling a little scared at the unfamiliarity.

He turns his head towards Jimin and saw that the younger's face has hardened, and was looking — or glaring, at the road.

''J-Jimin!" Yoongi called, but Jimin still haven't said a word yet.

He feels scared, and panicky.

"What the fuck Ji -"

"You have never swear before Sugar, you need to relax. We're just going at my house," Jimin finally replies with a calm voice.

And Yoongi, even if he feels glad, also feels like there's something hidden underneath that calm voice.

He doesn't know but it makes him shiver, and quiver.

And the younger is right, he never swore before. Not with a loud voice.

Jimin still has that hard face of his when they arrived, and Yoongi had figured out that the younger is really mad.

Yoongi never had the chance to look around Jimin's flat once they stepped inside, because he tried to apologize first; even if he doesn't know what he's apologizing for.

''J-Jimin, whatever i did I'm so -"

Yoongi never finished his sentence when Jimin suddenly pushed him to the wall and started attacking his neck and lips.

He felt scared, and weak at the aggression that Jimin is giving; and tries to pry him away from his.

"J-Jimin -"

"You think i like it when i'm hearing and seeing other guys look at you?" Jimin growls on his neck.

Yoongi shivers again at that cold and hard tone, complete with his hot breaths fanning over his sensitive neck; causing him to whimper.

"You are mine Sugar. Mine. I own you, and nobody else can."

Yoongi doesn't know why but Jimin being dominant and possessive towards him is turning him on;

Even if in the past, he hates being told that he was own by somebody, that he is tied to someone, bound until eternity.

But with Jimin is different.

Everything, when it comes to Jimin, is different.

And he loves every bit of that differences.

Yoongi moans when the younger bites and sucks a spot on his neck; his sweet spot.

He pulls the younger closer to him and laces his fingers on his ash locks; following Jimin's pace and moves with his own.

"I belong to you Jimin." He whispers as he thugs Jimin's hair when he felt his lips and tongue travel down to his now exposed collarbone.

"Mine," Jimin said again, but this time, his voice was soft and sweet.

Yoongi smiles to himself.

"Yours,"

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