Chapter 5:Good Boys Don't Make Bad Decisions

...Jimin: Where are you?...

...Yoongi ❤️: im on my way...

...Jimin: Really?...

...Yoongi ❤️: yes really...

...Yoongi ❤️: mum...

...Jimin: SHUT UP...

...Yoongi ❤️: youre acting like one...

...Jimin: I am not...

...Yoongi ❤️: are too...

...Jimin: AM NOT...

...Jimin: WHERE ARE YOU...

...Yoongi ❤️: IN THE CAR PARK...

...Jimin: WELL OKAY...

...Yoongi ❤️: GOOD...

...Jimin: GOOD...

...Jimin: Yoongi...

...Yoongi ❤️: yes...

...Jimin: Are you smoking?...

...Yoongi ❤️: whats going to be on this practice exam anyway...

...Jimin: Even I’m not entirely sure......

...Yoongi ❤️: then im fucked...

...Jimin: You will be if you miss it!...

...Jimin: WHAT IS TAKING SO LONG?!...

...Jimin: WE ARE GOING IN...

...Jimin is ushered into the hall before he gets the chance to actually see Yoongi with his own two eyes. When they do practice exams the professor doesn’t allow them to sit wherever like they normally do, they must sit in reverse alphabetical order by first name. It’s a system Jimin doesn’t really understand himself but can’t be bothered to take it up with anyone....

...“Park Jimin! Stop dawdling, take your seat” she instructs and he shuffles down the row to where his name tag is sat. Despite it technically being against the rules Jimin can’t help turning around in his seat to watch the door, waiting for Yoongi to come in....

...“Nervous? You’re fidgeting” the girl beside him chuckles....

...“Oh, um, my-” he starts but doesn’t know how to finish. My boyfriend? My friend? Guy who sits next to me in class? Guy who I have had sex with on multiple occasions but still don’t know if he’s my boyfriend? Yeah, that guy, he’s late....

...“Your what?” she asks, snapping him out of it....

...“Er, no one” he settles on and gets his pen out of his bag. Then he hears a cough from the back of the room and curses himself for knowing who did it. Knowing someone by their cough is a little weird Jimin thinks. He turns around in his seat again and sure enough Yoongi is there in his leather jacket without a school bag as per usual. When he catches Jimin’s eye he jogs down towards him....

...“You got a pen?” he asks and Jimin nods, going into his bag then throwing it in his direction which he manages to catch even with the throw being awful. He winks at Jimin before heading back up the stairs to take his seat....

...“Oh, your Yoongi ” the girl says and Jimin knots his eyebrows in confusion....

...“My- what?” he asks, the image of Yoongi's messy hair, white muscle shirt, black timberlands and tight black ripped jeans that make his *** look so good Jimin could bite it, at the forefront of his mind....

...“Earlier you said ‘my’ but didn’t finish, now I see what you meant, your Yoongi” she elaborates and Jimin shakes his head....

...“He’s not my Yoongi, I just- I mean we just- he’s-” Jimin rambles and is cut off by the professor telling them they can open up their exam papers and start the test....

...Jimin finishes before everyone else but he always does so there is nothing new here. He found the exam a lot easier than he expected and is pretty hopeful about the result he will get. The professor stated that if anyone turns around or speaks in the real exam they will have their paper disqualified and she said she would do the same even with practice ones so Jimin desperately fidgets in his seat, fighting the urge to turn around to see how Yoongi is doing....

...“Alright! That is time up class, well done, no one got disqualified, not even you Min Yoongi” she announces and everyone laughs including Yoongi because even he knows it’s a bit of a miracle....

...She lets the rows go one at a time, Jimin bobbing his knees up and down, his bag already over his shoulder, waiting for her to call his row....

...“Jesus christ you’ll see him in a second” the girl beside him chuckles as she watches Jimin’s overflowing impatience....

...When they’re finally dismissed Jimin hastily makes his way through the students with small polite ‘excuse me’s and ‘thank you’s. When he spots Yoongi he tries to recompose himself to seem calm and unphased by Yoongi’s gorgeous features....

...“Hi!” Jimin beams and stretches his arms out as an invite to Yoongi who immediately jogs over, capturing him in a hug. Jimin enjoys it for a split second before he breathes in and the horrendous smell of smoke goes up his nose. He wiggles out of his grip and puts his hand out to keep him at arm's length....

...“Seriously Yoongi?!” he exclaims, rather disappointed because he was doing so well. Jimin knew he was smoking this morning, he could just tell....

...“I know I’m a piece of shit” he accepts it, he knows it was stupid. He leans in and Jimin continues to keep him at a distance....

...“I’m not kissing you” Jimin states and Yoongi’s eyes widen, he didn’t think he would get a punishment for it....

...“Wha-”...

...“No” he stands firm, the taste is disgusting, as much as he loves to kiss Yoongi he just can’t handle it....

...“Come on” Yoongi pouts....

...“Yoongi” he warns sternly as Yoongi tries to pull him back in with his bag strap....

...“Just on the cheek?” he asks and Jimin rolls his eyes, reluctantly giving in he goes to place a kiss on Yoongi’s cheek but he snaps his head around and presses his lips against Jimin’s....

...“Yoongi!” he grimaces at the taste of smoke, using the back of his hand to wipe his mouth....

...“What?” Yoongi whines, dragging out each sound as he wraps his arms around Jimin’s shoulders from behind him. He starts to pepper kisses on the side of Jimin’s face and nuzzle into the back of his head as he clings to him tight, despite the fact that they are trying to walk and it’s making it rather difficult....

...“Stop that!” Jimin says but he doesn’t really mean it and Yoongi knows it so it doesn’t stop him. Jimin’s trying to be stronger this time, take it slower with Yoongi but when he showers him in affection like this all Jimin wants to do is bathe in it....

..."Where are your glasses?" Yoongi pouts and Jimin scoffs, can he not just wear contacts for once? Apparently not if Yoongi has anything to say about it....

...“Hey Yoongi! You hanging out with your girlfriend?” one of the idiots from class tries to taunt him as they walk past....

...“You are asking for a punch in the fucking jaw, keep walking” Yoongi threatens, completely serious and the guy ducks his head, walking away. Then as if nothing happened he goes back to fussing over Jimin....

...Somehow they do eventually arrive at Jimin’s dorm room despite Yoongi not making it easy. The door is locked so his roommate isn’t here and he fumbles through his bag for his keys while Yoongi has one arm draped over him, pressing his lips into the side of Jimin’s head....

...“Go into my bathroom and grab the mouthwash” Jimin orders and starts to unpack his bag. Yoongi drags his feet to the bathroom to get rid of his smokers breath and when he comes back out Jimin is stood there with his hand out....

...“You asking me to dance?” he scoffs and Jimin rolls his eyes....

...“Hand them over” he demands and Yoongi sighs, pulling the packet of cigarettes from the pocket of his leather jacket and giving them to Jimin who immediately throws them into the bin on the other side of the room....

...“Nice shot but dude I paid for those” Yoongi complains but Jimin doesn’t care in the slightest....

...“I’ll get the violins out” he mocks and Yoongi scowls at him. They sit on Jimin’s bed and start to plan their assignment. The professor said they could pair up, she cautioned Jimin against choosing Yoongi because of his track record but of course he chose him anyway. Much to the dismay of the rest of the class as half of them wanted Yoongi because he’s hot and the other half wanted Jimin because he’s smart so when they teamed up it was met with groans of annoyance from everyone else....

...“Your roommate is never here” Yoongi comments, laying on his stomach not doing any work and looking up at Jimin who is surrounded by textbooks....

...“I don’t know if you’ve gathered but he doesn’t like me for some reason” Jimin chuckles as he scribbles down ideas and Yoongi crawls over to sit right beside him....

...“Then he’s insane” Yoongi rubs the back of his neck and kisses him. Jimin allows himself just three seconds before he tries to go back to doing the project....

...“Focus, or you’re going to fail” he instructs, tapping the page with his pencil....

...“Worth it” Yoongi mumbles, kissing the corner of Jimin’s mouth....

...“I thought we could talk about the underlying message of the story, how in society we are all responsible for each other” Jimin explains and Yoongi starts to kiss down his neck, Jimin’s breath getting shaky....

...“You’re so smart” Yoongi whispers and Jimin forgets the work, cupping Yoongi’s face with both hands to kiss him. Yoongi slips his tongue between Jimin’s lips and Jimin pushes him down into the mattress. It’s uncomfortable, he’s on top of hard textbooks and pens but Jimin’s hand under his shirt takes his mind off of it. Jimin’s fingers grace over Yoongi’s ******, he smiles as it goes hard and Yoongi’s breath hitches....

...“I’m ready” Jimin says in between kisses, his other hand tugging at the front of Yoongi’s jeans....

...“Really? I don’t want you to think that I only-” he panics, his body tensing....

...“I don’t think that, not anymore” Jimin assures him, stroking the side of his face helping him to relax a little....

...“Are you sure?” Yoongi checks and Jimin nods....

...“I want you Yoongi, even after you’ve been a bit of an asshole” he says and Yoongi chuckles, “I still choose you and I like to think I make pretty good choices” he smiles, his voice soft and quiet....

...“Okay” Yoongi whispers and Jimin starts to pull at Yoongi’s leather jacket so he sits up slightly. Jimin pushes the jacket off of his shoulders, lightly sucking at his collarbone. Yoongi stretches his leg out and accidentally knocks one of Jimin’s textbooks off of the bed onto the floor with a bang....

...“I’m sorry-”...

...“Forget it” Jimin mumbles into his skin. Yoongi is wearing that white muscle tank Jimin adores and he peppers kisses over the top of Yoongi's shoulder as Yoongi unbuttons his jeans....

...“Oh baby” Yoongi murmurs as Jimin rubs over his ****** through his shirt. It’s been so long since Yoongi has called him baby and he has missed it so much....

...“Call me that again” Jimin pleads, looking up at Yoongi with lust-filled eyes....

...“Bab-” he begins but Jimin doesn’t let him finish, kissing him hard and desperately trying to pull Yoongi on top of him but he misjudges it, overestimating how much mattress space was left and they both fall. Yoongi yelps and Jimin’s back thuds against the floor....

...“Are you alright?” Yoongi worries and Jimin nods, his hands already reaching out for Yoongi’s jacket to take it off completely....

...“Don’t you want to get up?” he chuckles, cocking his eyebrow....

...“No, no, I’m good down here” Jimin insists, tight grip on Yoongi's clothes, he just wants them off already....

...“Oh yeah?” Yoongi smirks, he can’t help but be impressed, he thinks Jimin is so amazing. Yoongi dips his head to lick up Jimin’s neck, his piercing grazing over the skin and Jimin whines at how it feels, it’s been far too long, it’s one of the best feelings ever....

...“Why did we stop?” Jimin thinks aloud, his fingers knotted in Yoongi’s pretty green hair as the metal swirls over Jimin’s skin, lightly running his nails over Yoongi’s scalp when he nibbles at his neck....

...“It won’t happen again” he promises, sitting up straight, straddling Jimin’s hips. Jimin looks up at him, watching as Yoongi takes his jacket all the way off then slowly pulls his top off over his head, Jimin’s mouth getting dry....

...Jimin graces his hands up Yoongi’s sides, studying how gorgeous he is for a second and then his grasp tightens, trying to pull him back down....

...Yoongi unbuttons Jimin's shirt, kissing each bit of newly exposed skin with a smile. As he fumbles to get his jeans off in this new awkward floor position Jimin giggles at how he struggles....

..."I see now why people don't have sex on the floor" he laughs, finally getting his jeans off and throwing them behind him....

..."Don't complain" Jimin teases, reaching up to roll Yoongi's ****** between his thumb and index finger....

..."Aren't you going to grab your little box?" Yoongi smirks and Jimin's hand shoots out under the bed, blindly feeling for it. Once he locates it he grabs the lube from inside and hands it to Yoongi who looks oddly disappointed....

..."What?" Jimin questions, does he not like strawberry?...

..."Can't I see what you've got in there?" he frowns....

..."No!" Jimin protests, getting embarrassed but Yoongi's hand darts under the bed anyway and pulls out an old Puma shoe box. Jimin can't watch as he opens it, covering his eyes with his hands....

...There's a few vibrators, a dildo, butt plugs, different flavoured lube and Yoongi bites down gently on his lip at the idea of Jimin using any of these things. Then he holds up a pair of lace pink panties and Jimin's face goes the same colour....

..."Someone gave them to me!" Jimin explains, getting all flustered, "t-they were a joke! I swear I've never worn them" he rambles, trying to snatch them back....

..."What a waste" Yoongi shakes his head and the panic in Jimin's eyes softens, "you have to promise me you'll wear these for me at some point" he adds and Jimin nods with a small smile....

..."Yes Yoongi" he promises, so obedient, looking up at him through his long eyelashes and purposefully batting them, knowing exactly how it'll make Yoongi feel....

..."You're so good for me baby" Yoongi whispers, leaning down to kiss him, stroking Jimin's cheekbone with his thumb....

..."Take your pants off" Jimin pleads and Yoongi wonders at which point in their relationship Jimin became the one desperate to get in Yoongi's pants as opposed to it being the other way around....

..."You're so impatient" Yoongi tuts, completely ignoring his demand and pulls down Jimin's trousers instead....

..."You're taking too l-long" Jimin whines and Yoongi ducks his head down, kissing up Jimin's inner thigh painfully slowly....

..."You want me to go faster?" he taunts and the second he nods Yoongi practically rips off Jimin's boxers. He throws them to the other side of the room without even looking and dips down to suck at the stretch of skin between Jimin's balls and his hole....

..."****, ****" Jimin whines and Yoongi rubs his tongue against his entrance, "come on Yoongi please" he whimpers and Yoongi finally decides he is done teasing him for now. As Yoongi removes his underwear he hears a faint 'yes thank you god' come from under Jimin's breath and he can't help but chuckle at him....

..."Turn over for me" Yoongi instructs and Jimin gets onto all fours with a huge smile on his face. Yoongi grabs the lube, adding some to Jimin's entrance and his own fingers. Just as he presses the first digit in Jimin stops him....

..."You don’t have to” he says. Usually he would never turn down Yoongi's long fingers but he doesn't think he has ever been so desperate for release in life, he needs Yoongi inside him....

...“What?” Yoongi questions....

...“I already prepped myself, this morning, in the shower” he explains and Yoongi could just start drooling at the thought....

...“You fingered yourself for me, baby?” he smirks into Jimin’s lower back. Despite Jimin saying it's fine Yoongi moves his fingers in and out, Jimin clenching around them....

...So, okay, yes Jimin did want to take it slow with Yoongi and had every intention of sticking to that but then he had a really hot dream about Yoongi. A dream which resulted in a morning boner which lead to an awkward walk to the bathroom which lead to this which lead to that which lead to Jimin fingering himself while thinking about Yoongi during his morning shower. So if you think about it Jimin didn’t really finger himself with the motivation of having sex with Yoongi....

...All of this is absolute bullshit and Jimin knows it but he’s still trying to figure out some kind of loophole where he is strong-willed and has complete control over his desire towards Yoongi. It’s been a good month or so since they last had sex so Jimin thinks that could be classed as taking it slow because who writes the rule book anyway? To some people taking it slow could only mean a few hours and in that case he and Yoongi have taken it extremely slowly....

...“Baby?” Yoongi says which pulls Jimin’s train of thought to a halt. Why does his mind drift even in moments like this?...

...“God I adore your thighs” Yoongi says under his breath but Jimin still hears it and blushes....

...“Why?” he asks, pretty baffled by it himself....

...“They’re beyond perfect” he admires, running his palm up and down his left thigh, giving it a little kiss....

...“Yoongi!” Jimin giggles, playfully pushing him away....

...“Are you really getting shy right now?” he laughs....

...“No! It’s just, well, I don’t know, no one’s ever complimented them before, I’ve always thought they were too big, I try to incorporate more leg stuff into my gym routine but-” he rambles and Yoongi furrows his eyebrows with a frown....

...“Stop” he instructs, running the back of his index finger along the soft skin, “they’re perfect, you’re perfect” he mumbles, almost getting annoyed that Jimin could ever think there was something wrong with him. There isn’t. He’s perfect....

...“Thank you Yoongi” he whispers and they both decide it is getting far too lovey-dovey in here. Yoongi pulls his length out of his boxers and lines up with Jimin's hole, taking a second to admire the moment. He tries to act tough to everyone, after all he has a reputation to uphold on campus but when Jimin left him it hurt, being apart from him for so long hurt. He had never cared what anyone thought of him or what he did but when he knew how much he had upset Jimin it killed him. The fact that Jimin was giving him a second chance meant everything to him, even if he would never say it to anyone....

..."Ready?" Yoongi smirks, dragging it out even longer for Jimin who is just dying from anticipation....

..."**** yes" he whines, Jimin's swearing like music to Yoongi's ears....

..."Such bad words coming out of such a pretty mouth" he whispers as he slowly pushes the head of his length into the tight ring of muscle and Jimin gasps softly. As he pushes in deeper Jimin starts to claw at the hardwood floor, biting down on his lip. When Yoongi starts to move Jimin's head drops with his eyes snapped shut, his whines getting more high-pitched every time Yoongi gets closer to that perfect spot inside Jimin....

..."You don't have to be so gentle" Jimin reminds him and Yoongi didn't even realise he was, this time with Jimin he's just trying his absolute hardest to be considerate of him....

..."Oh, I didn't, um" he stutters....

..."I told you, I can take it" Jimin insists and Yoongi's practically drooling. He takes his palm and rests it on Jimin's *** cheek, he knows what he wants to do but is unsure if it's pushing Jimin too far, he says he can take it but how much?...

..."Do it" Jimin rasps and Yoongi smacks him hard, Jimin moaning as the soft skin turns a dark shade of pink....

...“You make the most beautiful sounds baby” Yoongi admires, stroking over the skin to soothe the sting, “I’ve missed hearing them” he whispers, gently kissing Jimin's back....

..."I missed you" Jimin pants, sweat making his hair stick to his forehead as Yoongi keeps steady thrusts, continually hitting that bundle of nerves. Yoongi loves the sight of his **** inside Jimin, buried deep in him....

..."Does Jimin like being spanked?" Yoongi teases, ghosting his fingertips over the now baby pink area of skin, keeping Jimin on edge....

..."Again" he begs and Yoongi does so, with each smack Jimin's **** leaks more, Yoongi finds it more difficult to breathe, "h-harder" Jimin chokes and Yoongi smacks him so hard a moan rips through Jimin and his arms give way, getting crushed under the weight of his body and bringing Yoongi even deeper into him as Yoongi falls as well....

..."A-are you okay?" Yoongi panics....

..."Amazing" Jimin reassures him. This whole thing is very messy and passionate, haphazard and hot but then again so is their strange relationship so it makes sense. Yoongi repositions his arm and continues to rut into him hard and fast. As Jimin nears his climax his moans get shorter, louder, more high-pitched and desperate....

...Jimin's erection rubs against the floorboards, coating them in precum. Yoongi can't hold out any longer, covering Jimin's walls in his ***, trying to keep his thrusts strong for Jimin. To Yoongi there is nothing like releasing inside Jimin, it's so intimate, makes Yoongi feel like Jimin is all his....

..."Baby, let go" Yoongi purrs, sucking Jimin's earlobe into his mouth. Yoongi's deep voice and warm mouth paired with the friction created from the floorboards is creating enough friction to send Jimin over. Yoongi rides him through it as he spills all over the wood, eyes blurring and body trembling, it feels like the longest release of his life. He lets out a long, loud moan as his face presses against the floor, vibrations running down the panels....

...Yoongi pulls out slowly and rolls onto his back to catch his breath, Jimin looking over to watch his chest rise and fall, finding comfort in it, comfort in Yoongi simply being here. He uses an old pyjama t-shirt to wipe the sweat from his forehead and then the *** off of the floor before getting up and throwing it into the washing basket. Then he throws on a pair of briefs and a sweatshirt, sitting back on the bed, looking down at Yoongi who still seems to be in a daze on the floor....

...“I want hugs Yoongi” Jimin orders, stretching his arms out towards him....

...“Seriously?” Yoongi scoffs....

...“Yes seriously, get up here” he insists, clinging onto his duvet, hugging it as a place holder until Yoongi stops being so annoying....

...“No” he grumbles....

...“Yoongi” he pouts....

...“Are you fucking kidding me?” Yoongi rolls his eyes....

...“Yoongi, get up here, lets cuddle" he instructs firmly, patting the bed beside him....

...“Cuddle?” he chuckles, getting up off of the floor to put his boxers back on....

...“Yes!” Jimin grins, shuffling across the bed to make room for him, “couples cuddle Yoongi, you have much to learn” he smiles and Yoongi stands there with his arms folded, "come on" Jimin sings, reaching out to grab Yoongi's elbow and guide him to the bed....

...Yoongi lays there like a stiff board so Jimin does all the work, putting his leg across Yoongi's, draping his arm across Yoongi's chest then resting his hand where Yoongi's neck meets his shoulders so that he can lightly stroke over the skin, resting his head on Yoongi's other shoulder and holding him tight. Yoongi could cuddle, he supposes. He could learn to anyway. Especially if Jimin is the one teaching him. His body relaxes and he appreciates Jimin's fingertips on his shoulder, his nose pressed into his neck....

...“God knows what the neighbours below are thinking” Jimin can't help but wonder....

...“They're thinking wow that Jimin is a naughty boy” Yoongi says and Jimin hits his chest, getting all embarrassed. They lay there in silence for a little bit, Jimin listening to the sound of Yoongi's breathing, a question rolling around in his head that he has been curious about for a while....

...“Am I the best you've ever had?” he asks quietly, scared of what the answer is going to be. Yoongi is definitely Jimin's best ever but is he Yoongi's?...

...“Yes” Yoongi answers instantly, like he didn't even have to think about it....

...“Liar”...

...“I'm not lying, you are” he insists but Jimin still isn't sure....

...“Shut up” he chuckles....

...“Hands down best sex of my entire life” Yoongi reiterates, completely serious, giving Jimin a kiss on the head that makes him smile from ear to ear....

...“Can I continue?” Jimin asks, drawing little circles on Yoongi's shoulder with his fingertip....

...“What?”...

...“I have a soft spot” he starts and Yoongi remembers that day in the cafe, the skin of his neck starting to flush red, “for the way you look at me, like I’m worth spending your time on” he says and the blush starts to crawl up to Yoongi’s cheeks, “and for the way you make me feel like you need me, like I’m important” his voice turns to a whisper....

...“You know, I think my heart is just one big soft spot for you Jimin” Yoongi says, internally cringing at how chick flick he sounds but also loving the way it makes Jimin smile up at him....

...“I love you” Jimin confesses and Yoongi looks like he has seen a ghost, “it's okay you don’t have to say it back” he adds, knowing that Yoongi is scared....

...“I’m sorry” he whispers, still in a bit of a state....

...“Don’t be, it’s okay” Jimin insists, sliding further down the bed so that he can rest his head on Yoongi stomach....

...“No, it’s not” Yoongi says under his breath, so faint Jimin doesn’t hear it and starts to card his fingers through Jimin’s hair, using his other hand to hold Jimin tight as if it will fill the void left in the atmosphere from where Yoongi didn’t say it back but it doesn’t work, not really....

...“Can you teach me?” he asks suddenly, breaking the silence....

...“Teach you what?”...

...“Y’know, couple stuff” he explains and Jimin laughs out loud, “don’t laugh!” Yoongi hits his arm and Jimin has to trap his lips between his teeth, “I’ve never done this before, okay?” he mumbles and this has to be the most precious thing Jimin has ever heard. He finds Yoongi’s hand and intertwines their fingers, looking up at him....

...“Couple stuff” he states with a smile, nodding towards their laced hands....

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