♤'Minjoon Smuts & Oneshots

♡❣️- 24. Kiss And Make Out

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jimin was on the bar, drinking out his life and getting drunk in hell, it has been two months after him and namjoons break–up, after just seeing his boyfriend holding someone's hand and peck his lips, walking in the park so sweetly, he didn't even let the man explain and said to break up with him because he had broke his daddy's heart, which leads to see his baby crying and eyes full of sorrow.

he've been grinding on people and wasted himself every night, he wasn't even acting so well and he was always absent in his work, he was too depressed after their break–up, knowing he can't even handle his life and collide without him, he missed him, he missed his smell, his dimples, his smiles, his giggles, his laughs, his clumsiness, his hugs, his kisses, his pouts, his purple mob hair, his things he does everyday, he missed his ass and the way he moans his name whenever he hits his sweet spot,

he chuckled at the thought, then let tears drop out of his eyes, messing his hair in frustration, setting down the bottle and felt too wasted, sighing, “ hey chim, i think you should stop drinking now, you should go home ” the barista said, pouring coffee on a mug and slide it in front of jimin, sighing, “ no tae, I'm staying here ” he spoke, rather tiredly, he took the mug and drank the coffee, sighing.

and even if he drank the coffee, he was still wasted, none worked, just namjoon, he needed namjoon, his the light of his life, he's not going to change him even if his hair turns white. that's how much he loves him. he stood up, actually almost falling, “ are you sure you can go home by yourself? ” taehyung asked, worried about his friend, but sometimes he just wanted to face palm jimin for not giving his boyfriend an explanation.

“ yeah, yeah, 'm leave ” he spoke, going out of the bar, all stumbling, but then he fell, feeling dizzy and nausea, feeling like wanted to vomit, but he slowly closed his eyes, but he heard someone saying something, but he couldn't process it, and so he slept, more like blacked out.

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he groaned, fluttering his eyes, he sat up, holding his head in pain, he looked around, he was at his house, but what happened? how? “ oh jimin, you're ok, i thought something happened to you ” someone spoke, and that voice was all too familiar, and then he was sure, because the voice then giggled, whipping his head to see the one and only love of his life, he became crazy, now getting more crazy, he stood up, immediately taking his wrists and pushed him against the wall, pinning him, as he looked at the taller close his eyes shut, blushing

“ d–did you drank t–too much, s–sleep for awhile ” the man stuttered, blushing immensely, “ I'm not fucking drunk baby, i only need you, you're driving me crazy ” and before namjoon could even speak, he dragged him, then pulled him to a kiss, it wasn't gentle and because jimin was still tipsy. he started making out, to be honest, namjoon had already missed jimin and also get himself drunk, no one ever touched him because he was saving it for jimin, he was hoping for him. he loves him too much.

he wrapped his arms around his neck, both messily and lustfully savoring each other, but the love was still in between them, jimin dragged themselves upstairs, barging the door open then closing it using his back before he threw namjoon in the bed, removing his jacket, but namjoon pulled him unto the bed, their chest now pressed each together, then hovering on him, before he removed his t-shirt, then trailing down to his pants, unbuttoning them before pulling the down with his boxers,

he licked his lips, he missed his cock and now he was back to business, all in precum and fully rock hard, but then his hair was tugged by jimin hair, groaning, “ do your work slut, let daddy know how much you missed my cock ” namjoon smirked, licking his precum, he gaved it a couple kitten licks before he went to his real business, tears streaming down as he went all the way down, his nose smelling the musky scent of his pubic hair, just getting tickle