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JIMIN

2020 had been awful for a lot of people. And while he understood the privilege he was graced with having not lost anyone… It was still hard.

Hard being the operative word. Jimin never considered himself particularly horny, but so long without a concert was convincing him otherwise. And this is what was going through his head as he tossed and turned, finally forcing Taehyung to let out an exasperated sigh.

"Jiminie please we have a schedule tomorrow!" he whined.

"I'm sorry…" he trailed off. "I'm just uncomfortable…"

"Again?" Tae complained trying to puff up the pillows around them. "You need to start fixing that before you go to bed or I'm going back to my room."

"No! Please don't. I'm sorry I don't know what's gotten into me lately." Jimin replied feeling a little lost. 

"Just close your eyes and think about the bathroom from that dorm we were living in for the whole of 2014. That would fix any hopes for arousal." he breathed against Jimin's neck. 

"I want sleep, not nightmares Tae! What the hell?!" came his mock outrage. 

But a moment later the pair settled in and finally fell asleep... despite Jimin's problem.

YOONGI

Unbeknownst to Jimin, he wasn't alone. Yoongi had been making excuses to spend more time in his studio instead of the dorms and even changed his door pass key assuring his constant privacy. 

Everyone suspected he was working on music either for BTS, Augst D, or some other collab he had running. What they couldn't have known was that the work getting done was typically him working over himself.

It was only about two months into the pandemic when he first realized that without the pure adrenaline of performing for a live audience he was in trouble. 

The first awkward erection had struck during a Zoom interview and he thanked the universe for Big Hit's terrible internet speeds. He watched the interview when it aired and was glad to see nothing was visible in the footage. 

The second one wasn't something super uncommon; it had happened to them all before but it was still mortifying. An impromptu pillow fight with the throw pillows on the couch had led to jokes about the infamous pink pajamas.

The third one that happened was unfortunate and the one that drove him into hiding. They'd been filming a lot since anything live was still out of the question and had been taking a lot of extra photos for different material that probably wouldn't be out until 2022.

It was a throwback stage that Yoongi wasn't particularly thrilled about. He was told he'd be in shorts and when he saw them he cringed. They were very short and they looked uncomfortable to dance in. But ever the good soldier he put them on and sort of waddled to the stage trying to get a little extra stretch out of them.

He gave up as the performance began and looked at the other members for really the first time. That's when the third one happened. The erection was insanely obvious lifting the leg of his shorts as it struggled against the fabric. He knew immediately that they couldn't use the footage so after the first run through he begged off, citing shoulder pain.

Yoongi tried to slip out unnoticed and must have succeeded since he heard a couple of assistants watching the monitoring of the first take and giggling while blushing wildly. Had they known he was there it would have been a silent walk of shame.

Fortunately, the boys pretended for his sake that they saw nothing. Beyond a few pitying glances from them as they returned to the dorm that night it was never brought up again. But for him that was it. He locked himself away in order to safely relieve all issues before they could plague him in public.

JIMIN

They had all been spending a lot of time together lately clinging to each other while they were unable to even go out for a walk. But as much as they needed each other was as much as they were driving each other crazy. There had been a few dust-ups over the months that typically would have never happened in normal circumstances. Some weeks were so silent you could hear the crunch of the eggshells they were all walking on. 

They had success after success however things remained difficult as the pandemic continued to be a problem. The one person though who seemed to be the most put together was Jimin. 

Before Yoongi's surgery, Jimin had taken a huge risk. Right now it was paying off since he was the one with a cool head and took charge to get people where they needed to be. The consequences though if he was discovered would be extreme. 

As Yoongi’s surgery approached and his arousal was still out of control he turned to Twitter. They had their official account as well as burner accounts they could use to follow their own interests. However actual interaction was strictly prohibited.

So he created a new account. 

~*~Kitty Girl~*~

@yoonskitten

35 Nuna squad! HARD STAN ADULTS ONLY. 

He knew the community well enough and had been watching the accounts for years. More of his sexual fantasies than he'd like to admit came from the 'Hard Stan Nunas' he followed. He just hoped he could be one of them convincingly.

And it had worked surprisingly well. The nearly religious reverence the fans had for his voice and his body had kept his mood on a high, matched only by a stadium tour. 

His mood had annoyed some members but none of them could argue that without him being their live-in manager they'd be way behind schedules. What they didn't know was the reason behind it. A few of them questioned him but he couldn’t tell them that he'd been getting off on fantasies and fan fiction on Twitter.

He'd even made some new friends. Reasonably he knew that he was lying to these wonderful people. But they were all keeping him sane and he hoped one day that he might be able to pay them back. It kept him heavily focused on their album and driven to keep everyone moving forward. 

YOONGI

"I have to do this, don't I?" he said, finally relenting.

"I don't see another option at this point. And if we get everyone vaccinated you should be well enough to tour next summer." Sejin commented. 

"Yeah…"

Sejin left the room then, leaving Yoongi once again alone in his studio staring at a blank wall of monitors.

He'd put off the shoulder surgery for 8 or 9 years at this point and he was now suffering the consequences.

For a couple of weeks, his depression had taken over as he spent hours upon hours scrolling through Twitter posts and trying to assure himself that Army would still be there waiting for him while he was gone. 

He found himself one night after fighting anxiety for hours making a personal account telling himself it was just to stay in the loop while he was on rest. But he found himself one of the very few men on stan Twitter which meant the number of breasts in his inbox varied on any given day. But they weren't why he was there. 

The D in Jimin's Nevermind tattoo

@jiminsnotebook

He/Him. Older than you. 

He was really there for the fan fiction. He had been made to delete his own fan fiction when they debuted after his account was discovered by a manager. But now that he had the freedom of his new account he could not only easily read fan fiction again but could even dabble in writing his own. And if those stories happened to be the thousands of fantasies he's had about his bandmates over the years, then so be it…

Yoongi's stories received very little attention at first as he didn't have much in the way of followers. But the quote tweets finally started picking up after writing a particularly intimate fantasy he had shared that had driven him to chase an orgasm as he edited. The feeling of shame definitely stuck with him that day but he published it anyway. 

Yeah, he had a little bit of a praise kink but who didn't. He figured as long as it didn't get as bad as Jimin's super huge and obvious praise kink he'd be okay. And as long as no one found this new account. 

TWITTER

• @jiminsnotebook

"Hey I know I've been posting a lot of quick one-shots lately but I'm getting ready for surgery and it's been hard to concentrate on anything longer than 2k. Be back soon!" 

• @yoonskitten 

"pls take care bb. heal well and hurry back! your last story drove me crazy! 

***

• @jiminsnotebook

"Surgery was a success! Had a wild story pop into my head while I was under anesthesia though. Might be more wild than usual… I was thinking of what could have forced Yoongi to need his shoulder fixed…" 

• @yoonskitten 

"oh pls share! I've been reading too much fluff. 

***

• @jiminsnotebook

"Remember quote tweet only! Otherwise, it might break the thread! Happy reading! 

Warnings:

Consensual pain

Injury

Sex

Probably language too we'll see what happens

Yoongi's shoulder had been acting up a little more than usual and it had caused the need for 2 additional filmings that day. The rest of the members tried to be understanding but exhausted and aching a few of them were less than friendly as they headed back to the dorms.

"Yoongi hyung I'm showering first and you can wait," Jimin said irritably. 

The older boy gave a noncommittal grunt and just walked into his room and sat on the floor not wanting to dirty his bed with spent makeup and hair products. He heard Jimin head into the shower and turn it on before he drifted off leaning against the wall. He stayed there breathing heavily in his sleep until he felt a rough shake and lifted his head. 

He didn't expect to see Jimin in a towel with hair dripping onto the floor in front of him as well as onto Yoongi. He found his own irritation grow as he frowned up at the boy above him. 

"What now?" 

"Damn hyung it's your turn to shower. Forget I even tried to be nice." Jimin said a bit louder than was totally necessary.

Yoongi rose then grabbing Jimin's bare wrist stopping him from reaching the door. The pair stood this way in silence for more than a full minute before the tension snapped. 

In one smooth and graceful movement, Jimin turned around pushing harshly at Yoongi's chest. 

"What do you want?!" he yelled, pushing Yoongi into the wall. 

"You."

The dam broke then as Jimin closed the rest of the gap and crushed his slightly damp plush lips against Yoongi's. The older boy responded immediately, grabbing Jimin's face with an impossible gentle firmness.

It was another moment before either of them were able to pull away and they did so at the same moment. Yoongi looked shell shocked and Jimin seemed… Angry?

"You. Little. Asshole." he said, punctuating with a finger in Yoongi's chest. "How long have you wanted to fuck me and not told me?!" 

"Day one," Yoongi replied weakly. 

"DAY…"

Jimin stalked away then and Yoongi thought he was going to walk out of that room and never speak to him again. But instead, he saw Jimin lock the bedroom and like a predator stalk back and start stripping off Yoongi’s shirt.

Surprisingly, Jimin stopped just before the shirt was off of his arms and used the soft fabric to bind his hands above his head.

"The safe word is ‘please’. If you beg it's over." Jimin started firmly waiting until he got a nod from the boy against the wall. "Bed." 

It was a simple command but it immediately went to the deepest part of Yoongi. He had had fantasies but nothing could touch this moment. He kept his hands wrapped in the shirt above his head as he reached the bed and laid down leaving his hands bound.

"I'm going to tie you to the bed frame now. Remember the safe word is 'please'." Jimin said softly. 

He removed the towel from his waist now using it to bind the t-shirt clad hands to the headboard. Yoongi gasped as he saw Jimin stretched out above him. Of course, they had all seen each other naked before and had even had one circle jerk in those really early days. But something about this was different and he was deeply affected. He fought his every instinct to beg for more. More friction. More kisses. More. 

At every turn though Jimin denied him. He leaned down when he had finished his knots and kissed Yoongi not on the lips but his temple. Next soothing the squirming boy with a hand against his cheek. A small whimper escaped before Jimin wiped it away with his thumb.

He took a moment to lean back and look at the man below him. It was almost too much for him to believe that his hyung who he had wanted for so long wanted him too. 

"Pretty," Jimin spoke softly letting his nails scratch lightly across the red blush that went past Yoongi's face into his chest, eliciting a moan.

"We don't have as much time as I'd like but I'm going to make you feel amazing," Jimin promised, placing his lips around one soft pink nipple below him. 

He paused just for a second creating anticipation before flicking his tongue across the very tip of the nipple. The gasp he received made him smirk as he watched Yoongi pull at the bindings above his head trying to get more physical contact.

Glancing at a clock on Yoongi's side table spurned Jimin into action. He reached over shuffling through the drawer next to the bed. It took him just a second to find what he was looking for. He deftly opened the bottle of lube with one hand and covered one finger on his right hand and then grabbed the base of Yoongi's cock with his left.

"I'm using the express lane. We have work in the morning." Jimin smirked. 

A second later Jimin was simultaneously breaching Yoongi's rim and taking his cock as far down as he could. He started swallowing firmly while crooking his finger at just the right angle to elicit something between a yell and a moan. Jimin carefully kept one hand on the hip below him to prevent any excited thrusting that would cause him to choke.

He pulled away for a deep breath before starting a rhythmic pace matching with Yoongi's harsh breathing. It took only half a minute before he tried speaking but all that squeaked out between breaths was "Come…" 

Jimin braced himself and crooked the finger again causing another loud whine before the orgasm overtook him. 

Yoongi felt the pain then as he jerked forward too lost in the orgasm to stop himself. Jimin saw him through, swallowing everything he could, losing only a little that glistened on his lips as he pulled away. 

"I think I need a doctor…"

AN: Pretty sure that totally happened right? ㅋㅋㅋㅋ"

• @yoonskitten 

"if that's how it happened I bet Jimin would be really really sorry. Your DMs are closed! can you drop me a message so I can fangirl at you? I might even want to commission you if that's something you do *puppy eyes*

YOONGI

He enjoyed reading through the latest quote tweets when he woke up the next day. When he wrote the story it had been more than an anesthesia dream. He'd been fantasizing over a less traumatic injury for years. But so far this was his favorite. The fantasies about Jimin always were. 

As he scrolled he saw a familiar name. Yoonskitten and he had talked several times not just through his stories but sometimes even the kitten's fantasy posts. He knew the nunas could be twisted but he wouldn't want it any other way.

So he took a chance to make a closer connection and sent the DM. It was the first time he'd initiated private contact with someone on Twitter and he was understandably nervous. If he was going to slip up it would be in the comfortable privacy of DMs. 

JIMIN

Everything he'd read by jiminsnotebook hit him just right. He joked with himself that he was somehow writing these and publishing them under a different user name. 

All of that line of thinking was immediately gone the day the DM came through. He panicked briefly before realizing that this man who was most likely gay thought he was a 35-year-old woman. He groaned with frustration which garnered him a handful of glances from staff before he, very embarrassed, waved them off. 

TWITTER DMs

• @jiminsnotebook

Hey, you wanted me to DM you? 

• @yoonskitten

Yeah but I didn't think you actually would… 

• @jiminsnotebook

Oh sorry, I can slip out the way I slipped in… 

• @yoonskitten 

No no please don't go I'm just a little embarrassed because I'm just such a fan of your work and I don't know exactly what to say. 

It's like you can read my mind! 

• @jiminsnotebook

I'm really flattered thank you. But don't be nervous we're all just Army here right? 

• @yoonskitten

Oh yes absolutely! But seriously I enjoy your writing so much I really hope you don't stop *puppy eyes*

• @jiminsnotebook

I'll try to keep writing but I'm afraid once we've got everyone vaccinated my schedule is going to fill up again. I promise I'll try though. Writing has been a really good outlet. 

• @yoonskitten

Reading has been my outlet through all of this. I know I'm luckier than a lot of people but emotionally it's still pretty crushing. 

• @jiminsnotebook

Oh yeah, I totally get it. Keep in mind you don't have to quantify your pain. Pain is pain no matter how much or little. 

• @yoonskitten 

Are you a therapist when you're not writing? Because I feel like you just cured me for the second time this week. Read @jiminsnotebook for clear skin

• @jiminsnotebook

I don't think that's how that works… 

• @yoonskitten

Oh my God you're adorable. We need to be friends so I can keep screaming at you about your writing. 

• @jiminsnotebook

We can be moots but no screaming I have enough of that at home ㅋㅋㅋ

***

They fell into easy conversation going back and forth over the next four days. At the end of the period, there was a lull. Typically Jimin would have been concerned but the author he was talking to told him he was writing and typically would get super wrapped up and hyper-focused. So Jimin was patient and it paid off. One of his many fantasies posted on his Twitter account had caught the attention of his new friend and he was gifted with an expansion of the idea.

Yoongi has been reading everything on @yoonskitten's Twitter. There was so much to work with though he was almost overwhelmed. The woman he had become friends with seemed to have a very vivid and filthy imagination and Yoongi found himself indulging in a few fantasies including her. So he decided the least he could do was gift her a little drabble. 

***

TWITTER

• @jiminsnotebook

“Today is something a little different. I grabbed a prompt from @yoonskitten and just word vomited this. I hope she loves it!

Original Tweet: ‘what if YG gifted JM one of those little remote control vibrators and told him to put it in right before they went on stage one night? AND what if while they were on stage YG would play with it fiddling with intensity but in between whenever they would catch sight of each other or would be close YG would praise him so much. Bc JM is best boy!!! Don’t speak his ame unless youre praising him!’

Being on tour was stressful. It had its ups and downs. And the only thing harder on tour than trying not to lose your mind alone was trying not to lose your boyfriend. They had barely seen each other unless they were on stage and they certainly hadn’t had any time to enjoy each other after the shows either. By the time they hit the hotels, they were exhausted or needing to catch a flight the next day. 

Yoongi had a plan though. He had set things in motion weeks before they had left on tour. They had one manager who was in the know about their relationship and Yoongi had given him a very specific list of instructions. The instructions came with a small box that he was told to give to Jimin on a specific tour stop along with a handwritten letter.

The day had finally come for Jimin to receive the box and he had taken it to their private bathroom and unwrapped it nervously after reading the attached letter. It was unsigned but he knew who it was from.

‘Wear it. Now.’

He thought upon opening it that he might find cologne or maybe even a piece of jewelry. What he wasn’t expecting however was the small prostate vibrator that had a strap connected to a cock ring to keep everything safely in place. He read the note again and felt a soft whine in his throat. Next to the vibrator was a small bottle of his favorite lube and another note that simply read:

‘Yes really.’

Jimin wanted to bite his lip but knew if he did it would look suspiciously bruised and swollen and on those huge screens in front of Army that was definitely not an option. It was only a momentary feeling of panic before the excitement and anticipation rolled over him and he opened the lube and carefully prepped himself for the toy. He was already in wardrobe for the night's performance and was extra careful not to spill or drip anywhere as he worked. It took him only a few rushed minutes before he lubed the toy and inserted it, feeling the burn as it pushed him open. He wiped his hand off on some toilet paper cringing slightly at the remaining mess and clipped on the cock ring around him before getting too hard.

He took a deep breath and tried to finish getting the worst of the lube off of his hands before pulling his pants on and adjusting everything before leaving the stall. The box couldn't be flushed but it was very discreet so he dropped it in the trash taking the two small notes and flushing them with the lube-covered toilet paper. As for the bottle of lube that remained, he tried to slide it under the edge of the bathroom vanity praying it wouldn't be found until they were long gone.

As the members approached the stage together Jimin felt a light flush overtake his cheeks when he locked eyes with Yoongi and gave him a shy nod to let him know that he had done as he was told. A huge smile broke out onto the rapper's face as he put his in-ears in and got into his position on the raising platform.

Jimin took a deep breath as he heard the crowd and the music begin. He had almost completely forgotten about the vibrator as the adrenaline of performance took over. But that all changed when mid-song he felt it turn on. It was a low and manageable level but he felt it. He knew who must have been controlling it but the harder he tried to catch Yoongi's eye the more impossible it became. 

Song after song the level went up and down turned on and off and he was even attacked by a strong burst as he was changing under the stage between numbers. The makeup nunas looked at him with a mix of confusion and concern as he went from a sitting position to laying across the couch giggling. He was incredibly aroused but he was enjoying it so much he couldn’t help but smile. He missed his boyfriend despite seeing him every day but the amount of pleasure they were both getting from this was a nice way to ‘spend time together’. He just wished he could share it more.

But finally, he got his chance as Yoongi came over to him and threw an arm around his shoulders. The vibrator was on a low level and Jimin was enjoying every brush of it against his prostate as he danced. After he finished his verse in the song Yoongi tugged out his in-ear and spoke just loud enough for Jimin to hear.

“You’re doing such a good job. You look so beautiful.” He finished pulling away and heading to the other side of the stage leaving Jimin closer to orgasm with those few words than any of the levels on the vibrator had. 

This went on another few times on stage and off with Yoongi telling Jimin how good he was.

“You’re so perfect for hyung.”

“Your voice when you’re fucked out is beautiful.”

“You’re beautiful and all mine.”

“Can my good boy come for me on stage? In front of all those Army who are fantasizing about what I get to do to you wherever I please?”

Jimin was getting more and more out of control coming in late on a verse and getting punished with the vibrator being turned off completely leaving him with an empty feeling. So upon his next chance to sing, he pushed through an exquisite run of harmony that caused the fans to scream even louder. Yoongi rewarded him with the vibration returning at a steady pace.

“When?” Jimin asked as they neared the end of the concert.

“So What.”

And by the time they made it to 'So What' Jimin was beyond ready even if he was nervous. The song started and he felt the vibrator rise in intensity. As the song went on the speed got faster and more intense. And as he reached the climax of the song he reached his own, coming into his jeans on stage in front of thousands. Yoongi had been watching closely and turned the device off before sending Jimin into discomfort.

They didn’t have the opportunity to talk privately again until they got back to the hotel and instead of going to his own room Yoongi followed Jimin to his.

“My good boy you did so well for me.” He said securing the door behind him and dragging Jimin to the bed.

AN: Hope you enjoyed it! I know it wasn't very long but if I'm honest I got a little overwhelmed writing it. Can you imagine being at that concert and not knowing? I'm not sure if I'd want to know because of course I'd *want* to know but not know just out of sheer jealousy!!!"

• @yoonskitten

“dms”

TWITTER DMs

• @yoonskitten

"I… listen... that story. I mean do you think it would be possible?"

• @jiminsnotebook

"Honestly, maybe… I'm afraid they are all too uptight and professional though to let that happen. Dating I mean not just the stage vibrator. Or maybe I'm just jealous of the idea ㅋㅋㅋ"

• @yoonskitten

“Mood”

• @jiminsnotebook

“I hope you liked it though!”

• @yoonskitten

“You genuinely have no idea. I saved it so that I could reread it……later ya know lol”

• @jiminsnotebook

"Wow, I don't know if anyone has ever admitted to getting off to my smut before. I mean I have but I figured I was the only one. I never get into it when I'm writing but the minute I start editing and reading through I completely lose track of actually doing any work."

• @yoonskitten

“I will admit there have been a few times when your stores have… kept me warm at night LOL”

• @jiminsnotebook

“My stores? When did I go into business?”

• @yoonskitten

“Ha. Ha.

Ur lucky I like yoiu”

• @jiminsnotebook

“I’m single but not ready to mingle sorry.”

• @yoonskitten

“NOOOOOOOOO OMG I’M SORRY I WAS KIDDING I WASN”T HITTING ON YOU OMG PLEASE UNDERSTAND!!!!!!!!!!!111”

• @jiminsnotebook

“Heh sorry I get a lot of creepy women. You didn’t seem like one but I’m always on the defensive I guess! So sorry! I like you too. It’s nice to have met one friend on here who isn't just trying to get in my pants lol”

• @yoonskitten

“I, so sorry im a total flirt and i’m not going to lie I had like half a bottle of soju before reading and my tongue is a little loose.”

• @jiminsnotebook

“Ah a lightweight?”

• @yoonskitten

“Not usually but I forgot to eat today and im probably a little dehydrated I had a super busy day. I was just trying toi relax but i think i’m going to go to bed early. Thanks again for the story I haved it and i hope to read it like so many more times.”

• @jiminsnotebook

“It’s no problem but do me a favor and take better care of yourself. My stories aren’t worth anything if there is no one here to read them. And I just realized today I never asked your name or what can I call you?”

• @yoonskitten

“Well most people call me kitten but for you only you can call me minnie.”

• @jiminsnotebook

“Well Minnie, get some sleep and I hope to talk again soon. I’m really glad we got a chance to become friends.”

• @yoonskitten

“Oh me too and I promise I’ll do my best to take better care of myself. But what about you?”

• @jiminsnotebook

“Oh I try to take care of myself when I can.”

• @yoonskitten

“No I mean your name. What can I call you?”

• @jiminsnotebook

“Oh! Sorry right. You can call me Gus.”

• @yoonskitten

“Gus?”

• @jiminsnotebook

“Yeah what of it?”

• @yoonskitten

“Nothing... Gus”

• @jiminsnotebook

“I take it back, you can only call me Jimin’s Notebook.”

• @yoonskitten

“Ok ok ill stop I mpromise. That just was thew very lasy thing I expected but I guess your profile does say older than me I just didnt think you were THAT much older than me”

• @jiminsnotebook

“AISH IN MY DAY ELDERS WERE RESPECTED! No that’s a lie fed to us by society... But it sounds like a good admonishment.”

• @yoonskitten

“You have all my respect ahjussi ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ”

• @jiminsnotebook

“YAH I told you to go to bed!”

• @yoonskitten

“Yes Hyung nim nite.”

• @jiminsnotebook

“Goodnight Minnie.”

JIMIN

Jimin dropped his phone next to him on the bed as he laid back into the coldness of the covers. The whole exchange hadn’t taken long but the longer they had talked the more of a mess the whole thing was.

“What the fuck were you thinking?” he sighed.

Everything suddenly felt like it was getting out of hand. Reading stories and getting off to sexy fan art had been one thing, but then interacting with those people. Commenting had seemed innocent enough at first. He knew how much getting love and support from Army kept him going so it was only fair for him to return the favor if he could.

But moving it to the next level and actually have personal direct messages with someone. And not just anyone but this Army. This writer. This man. They had exchanged names. Jimin couldn't believe that he had said Minnie. It was a nickname many people called him and wasn't common enough to just be a name anyone would have. He regretted it immediately. But the damage was done. 

He had never mentioned (G)I-DLE before but he hoped to save face by gently bringing it up at some point in hopes that Jimin's Notebook, Gus, would assume it was a chosen name because he was a fan of the group. After all, there's no way Gus was this guy's actual name either. It was the internet and everything was a lie. He just had to keep reminding himself of that fact as he drifted off still in all of his clothes and makeup from the day.

YOONGI

He had told someone his name was Gus.

“What the fuck were you thinking?” he sighed.

The idea of someone asking his name had never really crossed his mind but it’s not like he could say he was Yoongi or Suga or Agust D. Gus had just been the 4th thing to pop into his mind. And he had felt like the longer he delayed answering the more suspicious it would seem. So he was saddled with Gus.

He sat in his studio with the lights dimmed and his head in his hands rubbing his eyes in frustration. He was sexually frustrated, frustrated with himself, frustrated with how the words of smut came easier than song lyrics, and was frustrated with this damn pandemic.

Yoongi hated crying and he was never one to find it a good emotional outlet but as he felt the tears sting his eyes he let a few fall before wiping them away and taking a deep steadying breath. He realized that now more than anything he was lonely. He had cut himself so far off from everyone because of his embarrassment that he hadn’t so much as had a meal with them in probably 3 weeks. He made his mind up then and there to pull his head out of his ass and fix the things he could.

KKT 

• Yoongi

“Hey, dinner tomorrow night at the dorm. My treat. But everyone has to tell me what they want. Otherwise you can make your own damn ramen but you still better be there.”

• Taehyung

“HYUNGIE!!!!!!! I MISSED YOU! I’ll be there just for you but also… burgers.”

• Namjoon

“This is a hyung thing not a family meeting thing right?”

• Yoongi

“Yeah I just realized I’ve been locked up longer than I thought and I think it’s stifling my creativity.”

• Namjoon

“Then I’ll have Korean food.”

• Jeongguk

“Hyung missed us. Chicken. But the good stuff.”

• Seokjin

“Whatever ‘Korean food’ you get Namjoonie will be fine.”

• Yoongi

“So who are we missing? @Jimin @Hoseok”

• Jeongguk

“I think Jimin crashed early I’ll go poke him”

• Jimin

“Uhhhh I’ll be there but you pick I’m going back to bed.”

• Yoongi

“White day-old rice for Jimin then.”

• Jimin

“Aww hyung i’m tired anything biut rice.”

• Yoongi

“Fine then. Where is Hobi?”

• Seokjin

“Not totally sure. If you’re still at work check there. He’s probably working on something.”

• Yoongi

“Okay I’ll look around. See you all tomorrow. Someone pick a good movie.”

• Namjoon

“Gguk we’re not watching Iron Man again.”

• Jeongguk

“I hate you.”

Yoongi

All of their offices were close to one another on the same floor with areas in between to help prevent any additional music bleed through. The worst part of working at a company with so many producers and composers was trying to find silence. But they had done their best and tried to use headphones when appropriate. Not that headphones helped Hoseok after that Youtube Live he refuses to acknowledge exists.

As he approached the frosted glass door he noticed the room seemed dark but that didn’t always mean no one was home. He keyed in the code and stepped into a room of total silence. He flipped the switch and took a quick glance around but no one was in the room. Yoongi decided the next stop was the practice rooms before trying to just actually call him. They all preferred KKT and texting but would often turn off notifications if they were busy, but they never turned off their ringtone just in case of emergency.

During the walk to the practice rooms he kept his head down immediately alerting anyone who might be walking down the hall to avoid him or at least not to start up a polite conversation. He usually tried to be kind to the staff but he had been locked away so long he was feeling a bit awkward outside of digital communications.

He took the elevator down to the sublevels because he knew those were the rooms Hoseok preferred. He claimed that it gave him the feeling of those first years when they were practicing in a room the size of a shoebox. Yoongi couldn't say he understood the attraction. They'd done their penance in those rooms and now they had bigger, better, and brighter options.

Once he had exited the elevator he knew immediately which room he’d find him in. The music thrummed deep down the empty concrete hallway and the light leaked from the frosted glass door. He noticed that he hadn’t even bothered to turn on the hallway lights and Yoongi knew that whatever Hobi was working on it was something that had taken up all of his mental attention.

As he reached the door he hesitated before knocking. It was just to set a hang-out time and see what he wanted for dinner. Nothing that couldn't wait. But he was here now and thought it would be pointless to turn around. So when the music softened slightly he gave a gentle knock and waited to see if he would be offered admittance.

“Yeah?” Came a voice over the music before it stopped and a shadow could be seen through the frosted glass.

"It's me." Yoongi croaked before wondering how long it had been since he'd verbally had a conversation with someone.

“Hyung?”

“Yeah, you gonna let me in?” He replied with mock impatience.

The door opened to a very sweaty but smiling Hobi.

“Um, I just wondered if you would be at the dorm tomorrow night for dinner? Hyung’s treat. Anything you can dream up.” Yoongi said, shaking his bangs aside.

“I was just going to be practicing but we haven’t seen you in ages. And I will never pass up a free hamburger.”

“And Sprite?” He mocked.

"Of course!" Hobi replied giving an exaggerated look of offense.

He went back into the room grabbing a towel to remove at least a small portion of the sweat that clung to his hair and face.

“What are you working on?” Yoongi asked following him into the room and closing the door needlessly behind them.

“Just something. I know it will sound crazy but without performing… It’s a struggle.” Hobi said opening up but looking away.

“Yeah. It is.”

***

The pair shared a car back to the dorms and kept up a light tone talking about what they'd been working on. Yoongi had gone out of his way to actually work on some music that he'd had sitting in some file from 2015 so that he had something he could discuss with people. He'd been locked away for weeks and had nothing to show for it. Well, he had quite a few fanfictions that were simply his own fantasies but it's not as if he would be able to tell anyone about those. He had considered using one of them for a take on a sexy 90's slow jam but had dismissed the idea as too revealing.

Once they got into the dorms they split up Hobi going to take a shower and Yoongi just immediately throwing off his shirt and pants and crawling into bed. He spent time ordering the next day's dinner and scheduling them all to come at around the same time. It had been a while since they were all together and he hoped that it had been long enough that they would be able to enjoy catching up without getting irritated by one another.

He finished replying to a few emails and tossed his phone onto the side table. He laid his head back on the pillow and fell asleep with a mix of anticipation and nerves.

JIMIN

The next day Jimin awoke feeling a bit fuzzy. He remembered setting up dinner with the other members and he remembered the soju but it wasn’t until he logged on to his secret stan Twitter account to catch up on the day that he remembered the rest of it.

“Well shit.”

He worried at his lip as he considered just abandoning the account and deleting it. After all none of it was real. That person he created wasn’t real. But the more he thought about the people he had become friends with the less he was willing to just jump and run.

The next option was to simply block Gus and move on. After all, that is where everything had gone awry. He hadn't posted his name publicly. And sure the stories that he had written were his absolute favorites but he could find other writers if he kept looking.

The last option was to do nothing and just keep doing what he was doing. It was the dumbest option for sure. But as he lay in bed and scrolled through his feed he realized there was no way he could walk away from the rush he was feeling.

‘Jimin is literally a god!’

‘HIS THIGHS IN THIS GIF THO’

‘I miss them. When will they come home *weeps*’

‘I want to suck Jimin’s soul out through his dick. That’s it. That’s the tweet.’

At that, Jimin found more than his mind interested. He had to pee so he knew if he let it go on he was going to be miserably unfulfilled. So Instead he logged out and back onto their group account and scrolled through his selca folder until he came across one that was a little more thirst trap than he usually posted. He knew what he was doing and everyone else would too. But he was sure that the comment dump over the next 48 hours would be enough to keep him on his praise high.

“MISS YOU ARMY!!! #JIMIN”

A quick refresh showed him that there were already hundreds of screaming replies just because he had shown them a little extra collarbone from a massively oversized cardigan that he had found in the back of his closet.

Satisfied he dropped his phone on the charging pad next to his bed and went to shower to start his day. He was looking forward to spending time with everyone together. Most of them had been busy lately but Yoongi in particular had been spending more hours in the studio than at home. He had tried a few times unsuccessfully to drag him out but he had always made it to schedules on time so he wasn’t completely lost. The fact that he had reached out finally made Jimin smile as he got the water to the right temperature and stepped in.

YOONGI

Yoongi had woken up a few times through the night finding himself restless. Usually, he would have either been in the studio and given up to get on his computer or just reached over and started scrolling through his private twitter thinking about all the people thirsting over his fantasies. But he reminded himself that he was making an effort. He needed to connect to something beyond stan Twitter. He had seen countless people go on hiatus and some had returned and some didn't. He understood now though how it could get to a point where it was unhealthy and you just needed to step away.

So once he heard the dorm starting to stir Yoongi decided to just stay off of his secret account for the day and take some time for actual proper self-care for a change before they all came back together for dinner.

He grabbed his shower caddy and headed to the bathroom with the bathtub. He was essentially the only person who used it unless there was an injury or someone was particularly achy. He locked the door behind him and put his phone in the speaker dock turning on one of his favorite piano cover playlists.

Yoongi kept countless types of candles and bath bombs in the drawers. He never wanted to be without exactly what he was in the mood for. It was the first time in almost two months since he had taken the time for himself like this and he wanted to take full advantage of it. So after a few minutes of looking, he found everything he wanted and started the water to fill the tub at just the perfect temperature.

First was an obscenely large bath bomb that contained not only a wonderful moisturizing oil but also had just enough of a soap component that just the right amount of bubbles would appear to coat the surface and give him that feeling of comfort and softness he always enjoyed. He slipped off his underwear and robe before putting the bamboo plank across the tub and carefully placing a bottle of water, his soap, razor, shaving cream, and mirror on it. The shampoo and his exfoliant cloth went to the small shelf next to the tub and he slipped in just as the bubbles began to form. He had the whole experience down to a science now.

He carefully took the time to prepare his face and shaved first before setting the shaving cream and razor to the side of the tub. Looking at his face in the mirror in front of him he realized he looked tired. He was tired. Not because he had been doing anything but precisely because he hadn’t been doing anything. At least nothing productive. He rubbed some of the water from the tub across his face as though he could wash away the stress across his face.

He leaned his head back against the cushioned headrest on the tub and closed his eyes. He let the music wash over him and the heat from the water sink into his body. He thought he may have drifted a bit because when he came back to himself he noticed the temperature of the water had dropped quite a bit. He finished his bath and washed his hair using the handheld attachment on the tap.

As the tub drained he realized he had never even opened the bottle of water. He was supposed to be drinking it instead of whatever he had been putting into his body lately. But he left it behind in exchange for grabbing something better from the kitchen after putting on some clothes.

He grabbed his robe and pulled it around himself throwing his underwear into the shower caddy he had brought with him from his room. After grabbing his phone humming along to the end of the song that stopped playing he backed out of the bathroom using his hip to push down the door handle.

What he did not realize is that he had hooked the tie of the robe on the handle. So when he used his foot to pull open the door and walk forward, the loosely tied robe was pulled open and he now stood face to face with Park Jimin.

“Sorry hyung I was just looking for some extra make…” he said trailing off as he glanced down.

“What?” Yoongi replied following his eyes.

He immediately dropped his phone and shower caddy pulling the robe tight around his body. The blush immediately appeared traveling from his face down onto his chest which was now very tightly covered by the bathrobe. He tied the belt with a double knot but by the time he was done and looked up Jimin was gone.

The embarrassment Yoongi felt was extreme. He had nothing to be ashamed of as far as size went but he didn't necessarily think he wanted one of the members to know how he liked to 'manscape'. He carefully reached down and grabbed his shower supplies, his phone, and finally the underwear he wished he had thought to put on and rushed off to his room locking the door behind him.

JIMIN

‘There’s no way that just happened.’ Jimin thought, catching his breath behind his now locked door. 

He wasn’t sure how he was going to face Yoongi tonight but he was well aware that this wasn’t something he could just slip out on. He looked at the clock across the room next to his bed and saw that he had 5 hours to stop freaking out. The first thing he did was grab his phone and the second was to slide down the wall until he was seated in a tiny ball on the floor. He started mindlessly scrolling through e-mails realizing very quickly that he would not be able to reply to anything at this point. His next trip was the news sites but there was nothing of interest there either.

Jimin found himself looking at his saved files and contemplating opening the document of stories that he had saved from Twitter. Specifically the stories from jiminsnotebook. He glanced around as though he thought someone might be watching before running over to his bed and burying himself under the covers. There was this feeling of doing something he wasn’t supposed to but that was silly. He was a grown man and if he wanted to masturbate to Twitter story pornography then that was his right. Just because he happened to now be friends with the writer and know that these fantasies also aroused him and that he definitely also masturbated to them didn’t matter… Right?

It was a battle that raged in his mind for over an hour before the power of his imagination thinking about what could have happened in that hallway took over. He sat down his phone and closed his eyes before reaching under the blanket and throwing off the sweats he had put on after his shower.

‘What if…’ he allowed himself to think. ‘What if I had kept my cool and actually had a confident gay moment? I AM a confident gay. But what if he did?’

His mind continued to wander and his hands quickly followed.

  -

Jimin looked down and saw that Yoongi’s robe had come undone when he left the bathroom. And very evident below the basket he was holding was Yoongi in all his glory. He was flaccid but still very clearly well endowed. He seemed much thicker than Jimin had remembered but imagined hard would be even bigger. His scrotum was low and heavy after a warm bath. The hair above was trimmed perfectly with the lightest trail leading up to his belly button. He desperately longed to reach out and trace the little hairs there.

So he did.

-

A little frustrated sound left his lips as he realized that isn’t how he had wanted it to go at all.

-

Jimin looked down and saw that Yoongi’s robe had come undone when he left the bathroom. And very evident below the basket he was holding was Yoongi in all his glory. He was flaccid but still very clearly well endowed. He seemed much thicker than Jimin had remembered but imagined hard would be even bigger. His scrotum was low and heavy after a warm bath. The hair above was trimmed perfectly with the lightest trail leading up to his belly button. He desperately longed to reach out and trace the little hairs there.

But before he had the chance to even consider it Yoongi had tossed the things in his hands to the floor and put his huge hands against his shoulders neck and pressed him against the opposite wall.

“Well?” Yoongi said simply with the little sharp smirk that always played at the corner of his lips when he was being just a little bit sassy. But this tone was almost pleading.

Jimin reached up and grabbed the man's face in front of him and pulled him in for a deep crushing kiss. Yoongi’s lips responded immediately, parting to suck on the plump lower lip pressing against his.

The hands that were still resting against Jimin’s soft and delicate neck started to add a little pressure making Jimin feel like he was floating.

-

It was at that moment he realized that he was so lost in sensation that he had forgotten to breathe. He was vaguely aware of a notification on his phone but he was already so close he ignored it and went back to his fantasy.

-

Jimin pushed back against Yoongi, putting him against the bathroom door frame and dropping immediately to his knees. He wasted no time letting his hands trail up the pretty pale legs in front of him stopping at his firm dancer's thighs that he had acquired after many years of practice and performance. He took a moment then to rake his nails across the sensitive inner skin there while using his lips to suck a beautiful purple bruise on his inner thigh.

The sounds that Yoongi made as he continued to tease his way up were beautiful. His moans resonated deep in his chest a warm sound of satisfaction like a purring cat. But finally, he couldn't wait any longer and Jimin reached up grabbing the base of the beautiful cock in front of him. He wet his lips taking in the sheer size and girth before diving down and taking him deep.

-

He took a deep breath as the orgasm overtook him. He made a small needy sound in the back of his throat that sounded very much like Yoongi’s name as he stroked himself through.

YOONGI

Dinner was fast approaching and he knew he’d have to be in the living room to collect the arriving orders and sign. They’d all seen each other naked before. He didn’t know what made this different but somehow it just was. He took his time thinking about it as he picked out some comfortable clothes and failed to make his hair look like he’d actually tried to do something with it.

In the end, he decided the culprit was most likely fan fiction. He didn't want to admit it but writing the stories and being so isolated had addled his grasp of reality a bit. Standing there naked with Jimin anything could have happened. He knew that Jimin was gay and they all knew that he was Pansexual but just as an unspoken rule they didn't date each other. It would be weird hooking up with another member. Right?

He thought about it as he headed out to the living room padding across the floor in his slippers. He set himself up closest to the door and waited. Yoongi was still bothered though. The idea that he had put his own private sexual gratification above the group and not only that but their safety and privacy was troubling. If it ever came to light that he was the owner of that Twitter account and those stories were read it would destroy BTS. There were a few options. He knew those stories would be out there in the ether forever people had undoubtedly saved them or saved screen grabs. But if they couldn’t direct them to a proven source then they would probably be safe.

Yoongi logged into the account on Twitter as he waited and scrolled not through his timeline but his own posted content. Nothing was particularly telling as he went through. All of it was totally vague or something that a million people had in common. He had given a fake name just once and it was very unlikely that anyone would gain anything from Gus. But still, he had concerns. He had just gotten to the talk about his surgery that made him pause. He didn't think he had been specific about the type of surgery on the account but the timing was certainly suspect.

Just then the doorbell chimed and he tossed his phone in the chair to go get what would be the first of many orders of food. He’d gone all out with all the extras and sides as a treat. He knew he’d been kind of an ass ignoring them this whole time and his guilt was obvious in sheer quantity. The first food to arrive was a selection of various items from their favorite local Korean BBQ place. He expected everyone would pick at it not just the people who had requested it so he went overboard. After all, almost all of them could reheat it the next day. They may need it depending on how freely the soju flows.

After dropping the bags off in the kitchen he headed back to his chair next to the door. He leaned over to pick up his phone from the chair but it was gone. He glanced on the floor thinking that maybe it bounced off the seat but then it caught his eyes on the coffee table.

"Must be losing my mind," he said out loud with a bit of a chuckle before returning to Twitter and his hefty decision.

JIMIN

His fantasy hadn’t lasted near long enough but he had definitely gotten a bit of the embarrassment and stress out of his system before dinner. He had spent the rest of his time cleaning his room changing the sheets and finding something comfortable but somewhat nice for his time with the other members. Jimin even took the time to put on a little makeup. It always made him feel his best.

It was early yet but he decided to head out and see if Yoongi needed any help. He knew it would be awkward but it would just take a moment for everything to go completely back to normal. When he walked into the living room he saw Yoongi at the door and walked over to steal his seat. The best way to shake off the nerves was to torment each other. It was how they functioned best. And even better he saw that his phone was there and unlocked. He snatched it up immediately and saw that he was already on Twitter so Jimin decided to go make a post. His goal was to quickly scroll through Yoongi's gallery and tweet some really embarrassing pictures to Army.

But he looked at the little display photo in the top left of the app and stopped dead in his tracks. He knew that image well. Very well, but it wasn't something that would have been totally unique. So he clicked the three lines above the image and saw the user name. He clicked over to DMs and saw one message... From Yoonskitten.

The whole moment took maybe a few seconds but he turned off the screen and put the phone on the coffee table as he fled to his room.

'Yoongi is Jiminsnotebook?! Gus… Agus…' he thought as he desperately tried to catch his breath.

‘I’ve been sharing sexual fantasies about Yoongi to Yoongi?!’ Jimin thought, starting to panic.

His hands shaking he turned the lock on his door and stumbled over to this room's window throwing it open for a desperate gasp of air. It didn’t seem to help matters as he felt sweat start to bead on his forehead and water to sting his eyes. The line of thoughts swimming through his mind stirred up emotions of fear, shame, anger, despair, and overall a sense of loss.

In a true moment of panic, he grabbed his phone and deleted the stan account he had been enjoying for the best part of 2020 and 2021. No one could ever know this happened. No one could know that he was Yoonskitten. And no one could know that he was desperately in lust with a man who wrote the most beautifully dirty fan fiction he'd ever had the pleasure to read about himself.

Looking at the clock again he realized that everyone would be gathering soon and he had to get himself pulled together enough to at least make an appearance. He was hoping that at the very least there would be something to drink. Jimin stopped at the mirror and looked at himself. He seemed pale and his makeup was less than perfect. He decided if anyone mentioned it he would say he passed out waiting on dinner. With a few bounces trying to hype himself up he hopped over to the window and closed it. He ran his hands through his hair and unlocked the door. He took a deep breath before opening it and heading back to the living room where he could hear a group of voices already laughing.

YOONGI

"No, I'm pretty sure that was you." Jin accused, pointing a finger at Yoongi.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about. There's no way I was THAT drunk. Why would I pee in my OWN hat?” Yoongi retorted.

“You said you didn’t want to inconvenience anyone,” Jeongguk added with a smirk.

“Well, that does sound right then. I LIKED that hat.” Yoongi lamented as the group fell into peals of laughter.

“Ah look! Jimin was Jimin today.” Namjoon smiled, shoving a bite of food in his mouth.

Yoongi looked up from behind his hair feeling extremely bashful about what had happened earlier that day. He sobered immediately though when he saw the strained smile Jimin was giving Namjoon. The rest of them hadn’t seemed to notice as they silently chuckled through chewing. But Yoongi didn’t know how they could miss it. He looked tired and maybe even a little drawn.

“Yah Jiminah there’s food and soju come sit,” Yoongi said with genuine sincerity.

The look he got back though was definitely not what he was expecting. Jimin's eyes grew wide and he looked like a deer caught in the headlights. He nodded but somehow didn't seem entirely present in the moment. But he took a seat next to Taehyung on the other side of the room and put his arms around his soulmate's bicep and laid his head on the larger boy's shoulder. Tae took notice then and leaned his head over and put it on top of Jimin's.

No words passed between the two but the raise of Tae's eyebrows and the gentle nod of Jimin's head must have communicated something between them and Tae reached over for the nearest bottle of soju after sticking a french fry between his friend's lips.

Yoongi watched as the fry passed slowly through the plump lips he hadn’t realized he was staring at. He knew he was looking too long when he looked up and was met with Jimin’s eyes which were now looking at him with less fear and more scrutiny. He then also realized that Jimin wasn’t the only one staring at him.

“What?” he asked the collective eyes.

“You checked out.” Hobi laughed tossing back another shot of soju.

“Ah sorry, the soju is just hitting different today,” Yoongi replied as his ears turned red and he rubbed the back of his neck trying to break the tension there.

“When was the last time we had a drink anyway?” Namjoon asked.

Everyone was quiet except for a few hums of concentration.

“I… I don’t remember. This panini sucks.” Jeongguk finally said.

“I didn’t order any paninis…” 

The whole group even Jimin started laughing then and Yoongi who still wasn’t sure what they were laughing about couldn’t help but join in. When they were together the joy was always contagious. It was impossible not to let yourself go.

The night continued like this as they told stories about what had been going on in their personal lives lately and what projects they had been working on while they were apart. They all agreed that they needed the break and were better for it. The only person who seemed to be avoiding most of the conversation was Jimin. It was unusual for him to be so quiet and everyone noticed and tried to pull him out but his replies were short and succinct.

The drinking continued long after the food had been put away. Jin had forced the maknaes to package, label, and store all of the leftovers. They didn’t complain but they worked quickly returning with more soju and a bottle of wine.

“Let’s play never have I ever!” Taehyung said suddenly during a lull in the conversation.

There was a collective groan but they all very reluctantly agreed, totally powerless against their cute baby bear.

“Youngest starts,” Tae said looking at Jeongguk expectantly.

“No, the prettiest starts first. Never have I ever been caught slippin’.” quipped Jin with his windshield wiper laugh.

Namjoon threw a pillow from the chair at him and the whole group took a drink.

“Never have I ever sent a dick pic to someone.” was the next challenge this time from Yoongi.

Jimin and Tae drank immediately but everyone knew that because they had sent it to the group's KKT. There had been no sexual reason but they were both drunk and arguing over who had a better dick so they asked everyone else to pass judgment. They had refused.

 Hoseok, Jeongguk, and Jin all kept their glasses on the table but to everyone's surprise, Namjoon took a drink. He held up one finger and shook it in refusal to answer any questions before they were asked.

“You’re up Hobah,” Yoongi instructed.

“Oh ummmmm,” he started. “Never… have I ever… ummmmm…”

“YAH I’m taking a drink while I wait,” Jin complained mockingly.

“Never have I ever written sexual fantasies about the other members,” Jimin said suddenly.

The whole mood in the room shifted and rolled from confusion to shock and then laughter. No one took a drink but Yoongi couldn’t meet Jimin’s eyes.

The game continued with Hoseok finally coming up with a question and Jimin’s outburst was forgotten. They emptied a few more bottles before everyone started getting tired. So they decided to throw on a movie and just fall asleep in the living room. They would all crawl their way to bed whenever they woke up in the morning. It was how they traditionally ended nights like this but Jimin got up and left the room as soon as the movie started and everyone was distracted. Everyone but Yoongi.

The first two to fall asleep were Taehyung and Hoseok followed quickly by Jin. Namjoon and Jeongguk were still awake but fully engrossed in what they had been watching. Yoongi took the opportunity then to slip away and grab a couple of bottles of cold water before heading to Jimin’s room.

JIMIN

“Never have I ever written sexual fantasies about the other members.”

He didn’t know what possessed him to be so bold but finding out about Yoongi’s secret account was all he could think about. He hadn’t had nearly as much to drink as everyone else had because he was afraid of what he might say but it had happened anyway. 

Jimin knew the feeling of betrayal he felt was completely unwarranted. After all, he had been doing exactly the same thing. He may not have been writing whole fics but he was writing what-ifs and commenting on other thirsty thoughts people were making about other members. If there was something to be guilty of he was just as much at fault.

And he knew that really he should be thrilled because he now knew that Yoongi had fantasies about him too and maybe there could be something there. But he knew Yoongi would feel betrayed if he found out that Jimin was also interacting with a fake account. There was no real way to win here.

The worst part of it all though was the idea that maybe he wasn’t actually thirsting after Jimin. Maybe he knew about the secret account and was trying to draw him out or catch him lying about it. Or maybe he didn’t know but he was only writing Yoonmin fic because it was what was popular and got him the most interaction. Or maybe using their real names was just to make it easier to practice his story writing skills. He had talked about writing a book or a script for a movie someday. Maybe this was all simply research for him and there was no sexual gratification in it at all?

Jimin couldn't down so he just paced around his room first opening the window and then closing it again. He had just opened it a second time when a knock came at his bedroom door. He froze for a moment and considered just pretending like he was asleep and whoever it was might leave. But if someone was coming for him there was a reason why and if it was Taehyung he'd never forgive himself. So he unlocked the door and pulled it open. Upon seeing Yoongi's face he immediately closed it again leaning his back against it as though he thought Yoongi might try and break into the room.

“Jiminah… Jiminie… It’s hyung. Please let me in so we can talk. I have water. You need to hydrate because we have schedules later tomorrow… today I guess.” Yoongi pleaded quietly so as not to disturb everyone else.

He considered not opening the door but he knew Yoongi wasn’t going to easily just give up and walk away. So he relented and opened the door letting him enter the room before closing it behind him.

“Hyung-”

“Water first.”

Reluctantly he took the bottle being overly careful not to brush his hand. He unscrewed the cap and took a long drink. He cringed slightly at the coldness as Yoongi took a drink of his own. The two stood in an awkward silence before Yoongi pulled out the vanity chair and made himself comfortable. Jimin shuffled across to his bed sitting lightly on the edge. He was aware he was acting like some kind of scared prey animal but he couldn’t calm down. All he could think about was the possibility that this would end BTS as they knew it or at least their friendship.

“I saw your phone.”

Yoongi had been about to take another drink but the bottle stopped at his lips.

“When?”

“Tonight. You… you were getting food at the door. You left your phone.” Jimin stopped there trying to collect his thoughts as he felt tears stinging his eyes.

Yoongi remained silent. He was completely unreadable to Jimin which made this whole thing much harder.

“I was going to post an embarrassing picture of you for Army. You left it unlocked. But that wasn’t the account that was logged in.”

For the first time, the blank facade dropped and you could hear the slight intake of breath as he realized exactly what Jimin had seen.

“I saw Jimin’s notebook.”

“I… Can I explain?” Yoongi started quickly trying to find a way to express what he had been doing without sounding like he had completely lost his mind.

“I’d seen it before.”

YOONGI

Everything he had thought this conversation would be about was wrong. He thought maybe it was weirdness about the hallway exposure or maybe he had done or said something to upset Jimin on set or during an interview or something else. But what he didn't expect was to be laid so open and exposed.

“I’d seen it before.”

The words hung heavy in the room. Yoongi felt a weight on his shoulders that he hadn’t felt for years. A failure of his responsibilities.

“You’d seen it?” he whispered looking at the water bottle in his hands.

“Yeah,” Jimin replied standing up to pace.

Yoongi waited patiently. He knew that he would get some kind of explanation if he waited but the suspense of the whole thing was eating him alive with guilt. He took another drink and watched Jimin finish the bottle, setting it down on his nightstand.

“Yoonskitten.”

The bottle in Yoongi’s hands hit the floor spilling the last of the water on the rug there. Yoonskitten. That was the username that he both loved and feared. He admittedly had a bit of an internet crush on them. They had been funny and engaging and had some incredibly sexy plots that he enjoyed writing or dreaming about. But Yoonskitten was a woman. And not just a woman but an older woman.

He closed his eyes thinking back through the fog of soju to the conversations they had. He remembered giving a really stupid name and he remembered writing a handful of full stories from her prompts but what had she said her name was?

“Minnie…”

The silence in the room was deafening. It was disturbed only by the far away hum from the movie that was still playing in the living room.

“Yeah.” Jimin finally replied.

“Oh my god.”

The silence returned as Yoongi scrambled for some way to comprehend what had happened here. He went through every possible scenario that seemed less likely than the last until he finally just gave up and asked.

“Was that really you. You wrote those… ideas…” He spoke carefully.

“Yes. Is Jiminsnotebook really you? Did you write those stories?” Jimin countered.

“I did. I can delete the account. I was thinking about deleting it when the food arrived. Jimin I’m so sorry.”

“What exactly are you sorry for?” Jimin asked with a look on his face that Yoongi didn’t immediately understand.

“I… uh… I guess I’m sorry for making you uncomfortable? I’m sorry for lying to you even though I had no idea that was you…” the uncertainty thick in his tone.

“But you're not sorry about what you wrote?”

“No.”

YOONMIN

The whole room seemed too big and too small at the same time. Jimin’s mind was spinning at the implications of one simple no. He was taking a huge risk acting on his assumption but he was done feeling ashamed of who he was and what he wanted. He spent years feeling ashamed of every part of him but this time was different.

He closed the distance as Yoongi stood from the chair. He grabbed the sides of the older boy's face kissing him harshly. Jimin was expecting rejection but found none. What he received was the complete opposite. A deep hum of satisfaction reverberated through Yoongi's body as he reached out to put his hands on the lean dancer's hips before sliding them firmly up his back, pulling him closer.

Jimin's lips parted with a gasp and Yoongi took advantage of the moment slipping his tongue between them. His response was immediate using his tongue to welcome him deeper into his mouth. It felt as if fireworks were going off in his mind and burning his skin. Everything was too hot and too electric. When they finally pulled apart they were both panting and looking completely wrecked.

“Was… was that okay?” Jimin asked nervously.

“Yeah… yeah, it was good… but this… Twitter… we should talk about it.” Yoongi struggled between breaths.

“Later.”

Jimin crossed the room and locked the door then grabbed Yoongi dragging him back to the bed.

“So you’re the one who has been writing about this. Am I a top or bottom?” Jimin teased.

“I just always assumed we were both switches. Or maybe it just helped to pad my word counts.” Yoongi chuckled, reaching up to rub the back of his neck.

“I’d like to consider myself a power bottom… sometimes.”

“And other times?”

“Choke me like you wanted to during Blood, Sweat and Tears oppa,” Jimin said looking up through his lashes feigning innocence.

The look on Yoongi’s face went from being a little nervous and shy to a predator choosing the best means of attack, eyes dark and focused. He took a few steps forward and walked around to Jimin’s back running his hands softly over his ass as he passed, continuing to circle. He stopped finally and leaned gently over to Jimin’s ear letting his warm breath lavish over the skin there before speaking in his deepest tone.

“What makes you think it was you I wanted to choke? My hand was around Tae’s neck.”

“But you were looking down at me,” he replied, turning his face to look into his eyes in a sort of challenge.

“Park Jimin you are a brat.” Yoongi smiled, pushing him onto the bed.

Jimin had wanted to retort but Yoongi captured his lips again as he crawled on top of him. They parted only to move more comfortably up on the bed before their lips met again. Jimin felt like every fantasy he had ever had was coming true at this moment and he felt like it could all dissolve in an instant. When Yoongi's tongue breached his lips again he met it with a hungry desperate whimper grabbing onto the shirt in front of him anywhere he could reach. But as quickly as they appeared the lips were gone.

“Are you going to get those clothes off or does hyung have to do it for you?”

The pout from Jimin’s plump kiss bruised lips was enough to make Yoongi chuckle as he threw off his own t-shirt and sweatpants. Still pouting through a smile he obeyed and removed the offending clothes. They were left then in only their underwear as their bodies met again.

There was something about the feeling of their bare skin together. Jimin’s body responded immediately. He was almost embarrassed by how quickly he got hard but as their kiss deepened he realized that he wasn’t the only one affected. The older boy above him pressed down searching for the friction to cure the ache he was already feeling.

Yoongi's lips moved away from Jimin's and onto his cheek. He followed the curve of his face and along the line of his jaw kissing and licking. He craved to ravish the boy under him but was very cautious knowing they had certain limitations. Next, he focused all of his attention on Jimin's neck kissing and licking at it gently.

“No,” Jimin said softly.

In an instant Yoongi backed away sitting up on his knees on the bed. “We can stop.”

“Oh god not no to that… to this… stop handling me like I might break.”

“Jimin we’re still Idols. We still have to remember that. We have an appearance tomorrow.” Yoongi said reluctantly.

“I don’t care. Mark me, bite me, fuck me until I can’t walk.”

“You’re going to be the end of me.”

He didn’t have to ask twice though as Yoongi pinned him back to the mattress and started lavishing his neck with all the attention he truly wanted to give it. He raked his teeth down one side and his nails down the other stopping just above his collarbone to leave a very visible very obvious mark. Jimin keened ignoring the fact that the other members were still in the dorm.

Yoongi's hands twitched with anticipation as he ran his thumb down the neck in front of him pausing where he had left his mark, putting a little extra pressure on it. The sounds of pleasure from Jimin's lips were palpable and Yoongi licked his lips before continuing on to the expanse of bare skin that was here now only for him. He licked directly down the line of his sternum before returning to give attention to the small dark nipple on his right. But he didn't stay long. Yoongi moved over for a quick lick and nibble on the left before moving to the tattoo that held a lot of meaning for them both.

Jimin put an arm behind his head to get a better view of Yoongi as he traced the familiar handwriting across his ribs.

“I never thought I’d get to touch this someday.” He said reverently.

“You only had to ask. It’s your words… your handwriting.” Jimin said softly. “You’re a part of me.”

There was silence in the room as Yoongi continued to trace the letters permanently etched into the skin of the man below him. The moment seemed heavy somehow. There was a lot to think about going forward and a lot of baggage they had been carrying with them. But right now this moment was all that mattered.

Yoongi stopped tracing and continued adding little kisses down the center of Jimin's torso giving him a nip here and there just to hear the little chirps of pleasure he could draw out. Finally, he reached the light trail of hair just below his belly button. He nuzzled it lightly before carefully moving past everything still covered by underwear garnering a groan of frustration. He couldn't help but smirk as he reached down to bite and suck on the sensitive skin of Jimin's inner thigh.

The groan of pleasure filled the room and no doubt the dorm as nails were raked down the outside of his thighs while the blossoming bruise was given endless soothing kisses.

“Hyung, please,” Jimin whined as he writhed under the physical affections.

“Please what Jimin ssi? Do you want me to show you my tongue technology or just skip ahead to driving you through your headboard into Jin hyung’s room?” He teased.

The only response was more writhing and whining.

“My lovely boy I can’t give you the world all at once you need to tell me what you want first,” Yoongi asked again, smiling gently and playing with the waistband of Jimin’s underwear.

With those words though Jimin was sent reeling. The praise was what always drove him crazy and he was aware that Yoongi was intimately familiar with it. He thought about the fanfic he had written full of praise for Jimin and his mind cleared instantly. He wanted that. He was going to be worthy of it.

“Treat me like one of your compositions. Play with me. Run your fingers across the keys. Try everything.”

“You have pretty words Park Jimin. You should put them in a song. A safeword though. Just in case. I know when I start taking my time it can be overwhelming.”

“Lajimolala”

“Absolutely fucking not.”

“Rock Bison.”

“I thought you wanted fucked not spanked brat.”

“Is that on the table?”

“Let’s just use the color system. Green you’re good. Yellow we need to talk. Red everything stops immediately.” Yoongi said impatiently.

“I guess if you want to be boring, ahjussi.” 

“YAH you’re definitely getting a punishment next time. But we don’t have time tonight. It’s already way past when we should both be asleep instead of waking up everyone else. Now lay down and let me get to work. What is your color?”

“Green,” he said obediently, laying back and lifting his hips with a little wiggle to let Yoongi take off his underwear.

Yoongi leaned back and took in the full view in front of him. He was genuinely taken aback. He knew how beautiful Jimin was. He had watched him and dreamed about having him there in front of him like this. Finally looking at it though was another experience entirely.

“Minnie your body is… Breathtaking. Your soft lines and firm curves. I’m never going to be able to dance near you without popping a boner every time.” He said, continuing to just stare down.

“Army will be thrilled.” Jimin giggled, blushing a little at the compliments. “Let me see what Army will be missing out on.”

Yoongi took off his underwear somewhat awkwardly since he was unwilling to leave his place on the bed.

“I bet my lips will look pretty around that.”

Yoongi drew in a sharp breath between his teeth as his cock twitched and leaked a fair amount of precome at the words.

“Oh hyung likes my lips. Don’t forget I read what you wrote too. I know all of your desires.” Jimin said, giving his lips extra pout as he spoke.

He considered arguing but instead decided to quiet his words by taking Jimin’s whole cock down his throat in one solid movement swallowing around it once before pulling him out. It did have the desired effect and Jimin was no longer talking but giving out some kind of strangled whine as he grasped aimlessly around him with his hands.

More kind this time Yoongi took his time licking up the shaft and circling his tongue around the head of Jimin's cock. He had seen it before, they all had seen each other, but seeing him now like this was completely different. His cock was long but not thick or thin. It had an almost elegant curve toward his body and Yoongi was lost in the idea of how perfectly shaped it was to find his prostate.

Jimin’s hands finally found purchase in Yoongi’s hair pulling on the strands every time his tongue moved in a particular pattern. The last real moment of coherent thought he had was deciding never to doubt the legitimacy of Yoongi’s lyrics… especially when they involved his tongue technology.

“Hyung, hyung, I’m close. Please.” He begged fucking into Yoongi’s mouth chasing his orgasm. But he was met with cold air.

“Well, we can’t have that. I guess we’ll have to switch things up. First I’m going to eat you out and then I’m going to take my time prepping you. Trust me, you’ll need it.”

The swallow of anticipation from Jimin was somehow louder than his groan of frustration.

“Lube and condoms in the drawer. Not that they see much use but it saves on toy clean-up when I’m lazy. But it’s been… quite a while.” Jimin finished with a note of embarrassment.

“Me too. Once I realized… Um top drawer?” He said moving off the bed and quickly changing the subject.

Instead of answering Jimin only nodded. This was definitely part of that talk they needed to have but things were so close now he just needed Yoongi. He’d always needed him.

Once the condoms and lube were on the bed and easily accessible the pair smiled at each other. There was almost a shy romance involved despite the fact that they had known each other for more years than they hadn’t.

“Do you prefer prep on your back or on your knees?” Yoongi asked, rubbing small circles around the beautiful bruise appearing on his thigh.

“Mmmknees.” He mumbled, moving to turn over. 

Yoongi helped him get comfortable and even helped put another pillow under him for added support. Jimin had never felt so cared for by a lover before and frankly, he found it a little overwhelming. His eyes started to burn and before he could stop a tear found its way down his cheek. His partner saw it immediately.

“Color?” Yoongi asked. His tone was dripping with concern as he rubbed Jimin’s lower back waiting for a reply.

“Green.”

“You’re sure?”

“Yes green. Good tears.”

The gummy smile Yoongi gave to the man below him had the power to light a thousand rooms and Jimin couldn’t help but smile back.

“Now get your tongue in my ass.”

That was rewarded with a firm smack on his ass that caused an involuntary moan of pleasure to slip from his lips.

Yoongi leaned across Jimin’s back letting his cock press against it so that he could quietly whisper in his ear, “That was pretty, just like my handprint on your ass. But you’re still a brat Park Jimin.”

When he sat back he found himself overwhelmed again by the sight in front of him. It was no secret that Jimin had possibly the best ass in all of Kpop. He didn't even try. Like his lips, he was blessed. But the sheer amount of dance and dance training he did certainly didn't hurt his ability to maintain. He wet his lips in anticipation and leaned down running his tongue across his perineum alternating with light kisses. But there was no teasing once he reached his prize. He spit on the entrance and carefully pushed his tongue in eliciting a hiss of pleasure.

Jimin had been in this position before, but this time with Yoongi was different. There was an intimacy. He felt the stretch but was overwhelmed once Yoongi began his work. He could almost feel the desperation from Yoongi. The need to make him feel good. The desperate need to be with him. He felt wanted.

Typically it was easy for Yoongi to keep at this for hours but the more he worked the more he needed to just feel Jimin around him.

“Jiminie…” He started after pulling away. “Do you think you’re ready for me to prep you? You’ve been doing so well for me. But I’m very ready to wake up this whole dorm with your screams.”

“I want to see you try.”

“Color?”

“GREEEEEEN.” He said with an aggravated growl.

The sound of the bottle caused Jimin to involuntarily clench in anticipation. And once the lube on Yoongi’s finger reached its mark he clenched again pushing back before Yoongi had even entered him yet.

“Slow down. You said it’s been a while I don’t wait to hurt you, baby.”

“I said mark me, bite me, fuck me until I can’t walk. You acted like that was something you could do. Now I expect you to follow through.”

Yoongi knew that this was probably a bad idea but then this whole thing had been a bad idea but here they were. Somehow this moment felt like the bridge they couldn’t uncross. When he felt the tightness around his finger as he pressed in he knew that this was the right decision. The low deep hum of satisfaction that rolled through him as Jimin reacted was not under his control 

“Two.”

“I haven't even moved this one yet Minnie.”

“TWO.”

The request was honored, removing the first finger to the sound of a whimper and adding more lube to two fingers. There was a little more resistance this time as he pressed in but the moans coming from in front of him told him that he could keep going. He moved the fingers taking special care to avoid his prostate while still pressing him open. And when he thought he could he added a third finger and repeated the process. He was aching to feel anything on his own cock which he had completely neglected up to this point. He wanted to just skip ahead but he was well aware that the thickness of his cock could very easily rip someone if he wasn't cautious.

“Please.” came a whimper.

“I know lovely. You’re doing so well for me. I need one more though so I don’t hurt you when I finally make you forget your name okay? Color?”

“Green.”

The fourth finger was added to a bit of a strangled sound as he pressed back insistently against the fingers inside him. Yoongi attempted to stretch him as quickly as was safe until he felt confident that he wasn’t going to hurt him.

“I’m going to move out now and put the condom on,” Yoongi said rubbing his hand gently over Jimin’s lower back to comfort him.

The sound when he moved his hand was wet but the sound that Jimin made was desperate as his hole clenched at the loss. He wiped his hand across the sheet reaching for the roll of condoms and ripping one open. He found himself struggling to get it completely rolled down his length. It had been a while since he'd put one of these on but he realized he was having trouble because his hands were trembling a little. He was calm and collected for Jimin but a total disaster for himself. He smiled despite himself as he finally got it secured. He picked up the bottle of lube once more and poured more than was necessary onto himself and Jimin, running a finger over his hole again.

“Color?”

“Oh hyung for fucks sake please just FUCK ME.”

“Well if they weren’t awake before they are now.” came Yoongi’s silent chuckle.

“Mmmdon’tcare.”

Yoongi placed the head of his cock against the entrance and took a breath to calm himself. He placed a hand of support on Jimin’s lower back and started to press in. Jimin was tight. Very very tight. He was as slow and careful as he could be coaxing Jimin to remember to breathe. It took a bit before he was fully inside but the feeling was amazing.

Jimin was having a similar moment. He had gasped upon the first painful burn but had made his way through the rest of it with only a few small squeaks of pain. But now that they had bottomed out he thought he'd welcome Yoongi to simply cockwarm there any time. This wasn't something that was supposed to happen between bandmates and he knew that. However, they were so much more than that and now he wondered if it had always been something different between them. As he felt the small circles of comfort from Yoongi's hands on his skin he knew that this was different.

“Color?”

“Green.”

“Good boy.” He praised softly. “Are you ready?”

There was only a slight hesitation before he spoke. “Move.”

“Taemin has other songs ya know.”

“Oh my god. You did not seriously make a joke about Taemin while you’re in me balls deep.” Jimin said incensed.

“Maybe you'd prefer I make a joke farther out?” He said sliding himself out to the head and slowly moving back in. He was trying to be arrogant but his own deep moan of pleasure gave him away.

“Please.” Jimin pleaded.

And Yoongi gave him what he wanted. A few slow strokes to make sure that he was stretched enough and at a good angle but then he quickly picked up the pace. Neither of them managed to keep themselves quiet. Jimin's naturally higher tone to Yoongi's deeper one made a natural harmony that seemed to create a bubble around them. There was nothing else but this moment between them. Yoongi knew he wasn't going to last much longer so he wrapped his arm around Jimin grabbing onto his precome-covered cock and stroked him in tandem with his own thrusts.

“Can you come for hyung? You’ve done so so well for me.”

“Green.”

The warm hum from Yoongi was as close to a laugh as he could get given how close he was to his own release. He felt the fervor of Jimin's movements and he stroked him with a tighter grasp pulling the orgasm from him.

“Oh fuck! Yoongi!”

“Shhhh it’s okay you did so well baby.” Yoongi soothed, chasing after his own end.

“Yellow.”

The movement of his hips stopped immediately and he let go of Jimin’s cock even as his come dripped down his fingers.

“What do you need?” His voice was full of concern. “Too much?”

“Let me swallow you. Please. I want to see you look down at my lips around your cock when you come.”

“Oh. Uh Yes… That was not what I expected. You don’t have to. You don’t owe me or anything.

“Get your cock out of my ass and down my throat.”

The look of surprise on Yoongi’s face must have been extremely obvious because Jimin rolled his eyes and pulled himself carefully off of the dick inside of him. He shuddered at the overstimulation but also the emptiness. He decided if this was going to become a thing he needed to invest in a good set of butt plugs to stay ready at a moment’s notice.

“How… I mean… What's most comfortable?” Yoongi questioned uncertainly.

“You're cute. Here move to the edge of the bed and hand me that pillow. It’s already gross anyway.”

Yoongi did as instructed and made himself comfortable before removing the condom and dropping it in the trash next to the bed.

“Color?” Jimin asked with a smirk.

"Green," Yoongi replied. He had hoped to add an air of annoyance but his nerves betrayed him and it came out a little shakier. It was enough to draw Jimin's attention.

“Sweetheart are you sure?” Jimin's soft voice asked.

“Yeah… this all just seems a little surreal like I’m going to wake up.”

“Me too. But we’re here. I’m here. And I very much want to put my lips around your fat cock if you’ll let me.”

“That sounds good,” Yoongi said finally, smiling.

“I expect you to keep your eyes open. I don’t perform for just anyone.”

Yoongi gave a hiss of satisfaction as he nodded and kept his attention on Jimin’s face. The smile he received was so sweet and warm it was almost impossible to imagine that he was about to ruin that pretty mouth.

He started by licking his lips and opening his mouth with a little stretch to warm himself up. But he didn’t hesitate once he was ready. There was no preparation, no licking, no kisses. 

When that mouth stretched around Yoongi's cock making the tightness in Jimin's plump lips even more pronounced he thought he was going to come immediately. He dropped his head back but pulled it back up sharply when the feeling of warm wet disappeared.

“You stopped watching. That’s one strike. If you get to three then… um… then no orgasm for you.”

“If I keep watching I'm not going to make it a full minute Jimin.”

“Good.” He said matter of factly before putting his mouth around Yoongi’s cock and taking him deep into his throat.

The sting of tears of pleasure threatened at the edge of his eyes as he looked down at Jimin taking him deep in his throat and swallowing around him. When Jimin moved back again to give the best view of his lips around the plump head of his cock he lost all semblance of sanity.

“Fuck Jimin I love you.”

If Jimin heard him he didn't seem to react only to take him deep again causing him to orgasm without being able to warn him. But Jimin seemed to expect it and took it down in stride as Yoongi's breath became less ragged and more even. He collapsed backward on the bed as Jimin slid his mouth off wiping anything spilled on the blanket which he knew would have to be changed.

“I… Jiminah… The uh…”

“Hyung it’s fine you don’t have to explain or to mean it. Things get said in the heat of the orgasm.” Jimin said, trying to brush it aside. But the reality was he was desperately holding onto the possibility that he had meant it.

“Let me… I need to say it.” Yoongi began. “I meant it. I’d felt it for… fuck probably years if I let myself think too much about it. But I just realized what it was.”

“I love you too.”

“No I mean like in a romantic I love you I want to be with you forever kind of way.”

“Me too.”

The pair looked at each other, Jimin calm and collected but Yoongi clearly confused and a little rattled.

“We’ll talk tomorrow. But let's go sleep in your room. My bed is gross.” Jimin said, throwing Yoongi's shirt at him from the floor.

“Together?”

Jimin answered by simply rolling his eyes and retrieving his own clothes and dressing. Once they both looked somewhat put together or as much as they could with Jimin covered in marks and bruises they unlocked the door and crept down the hall into Yoongi’s room and slipped under the cover together. They both laid on their backs holding hands and fell asleep immediately.

***

Morning came much too early and they were awakened by Yoongi’s alarm on his phone. Jimin groaned as Yoongi fumbled to turn off the offending noise and cuddled tighter under the blankets. That was when he realized that these weren’t his blankets and this wasn’t his bed and he definitely wasn’t alone. As the night flooded back over him he could feel his cheeks turning pink when Yoongi turned around.

“‘Morning.” came the deep gruff morning voice that Jimin knew so well.

“‘Gmorninghyung.” Jimin said muffled by the covers he was trying to hide behind.

His attempt at hiding failed though as Yoongi joined him underneath the comforter.

“We need to talk before facing everyone out there.”Yoongi began.

“Yeah yeah we do,” Jimin said regretfully.

“I feel like we need to start with this. What is this? What are we?”

Jimin looked into Yoongi's eyes then. It was a task that had never been easy for him. But now it was different. Their eyes met and there were worlds of promise and a future within them.

“Can we… I mean I’d like to stay with you. I want to be us.” Jimin spoke softly struggling to find the words to explain so many things he was feeling, 

“I’m willing to try and make this work if you’re willing to try too. I know it’s not going to be easy. Especially not if we decide to make it public but we definitely need to let everyone around us know today and then move from there.” Yoongi said thoughtfully.

It was then that Jimin released a breath he hadn’t realized he was holding and sunk into Yoongi’s chest. He found himself being pulled into a tight reassuring embrace and couldn’t help but smile.

“I’m here with you as long as you’ll have me and You’re right we definitely need to tell people. I don’t want to hide this. I feel like we’ve been hiding long enough and that's not who either of us are.”

A hum of agreement was the only response but he felt Yoongi bring his phone around and click a few things before setting the phone back on the nightstand.

“What was that?” Jimin questioned.

“Deleted that account. We were so dumb. Frankly, I think that's something we should never speak about to anyone ever.” Yoongi laughed.

“I’m definitely inclined to agree with you there,” he replied with an embarrassed groan.

The pair looked at each other again, their faces nearly touching and both smiled. It wasn’t a smile of laughter or even joy it was just a moment of pure content.

“I love you,” Jimin whispered.

Yoongi reached a hand out to touch Jimin’s cheek and leaned forward to his lips. “I love you too.”

The kiss they shared was sweet and gentle. It seemed like years of love were poured into that one moment under the covers. The rest of the world didn't exist outside. They weren't idols. They were famous. They were just in love.

“I can’t believe this is real,” Jimin said as they pulled apart.

“You think you can’t believe it.” Yoongi chuckled quietly. “I just assumed I’d enlist and come back and you’d have moved on without me.”

The sadness in his tone was enough to make Jimin reach out and put his arms around him hugging him tightly.

“You know we need to leave this bed some time,” Jimin said after quite some time had passed of them holding each other silently just listening to one another breathe.

“It’s not going to be fun facing the music. There’s no way they didn’t hear what we were up to last night.” Yoongi said, looking for the top of the blankets.

“We’re never going to live this down,” Jimin said rolling out of bed.

“Hold my hand?”

***

The pair walked hand in hand into the kitchen for coffee hoping to recharge before facing the other members but were met with 5 members sitting at the table with their coffee already in hand.

“Take a cup and have a seat,” Namjoon said calmly.

They did as they were told and sat together looking at everyone around the table staring at them. Namjoon was totally unreadable but most of the others were failing to hide their feelings on the matter. Jeongguk looked like a deer in the headlights. Taehyung was narrowing his eyes at Jimin directly. Hoseok looked practically giddy. Jin just looked annoyed and sleep-deprived.

“Well?” Namjoon prompted. It was clear that they had all been talking while Yoongi and Jimin had been cuddling.

The pair looked at each other and Yoongi reached over to grab Jimin’s hand before speaking.

“While we’re sorry you all were informed by… last night… Jimin and I have decided to start dating.” He explained.

“I… I love him. We’re in love. Probably have been denying it to ourselves for years.” Jimin said, gaining confidence as he went on.

“Okay. We clearly… I mean we assumed from what we… We knew you guys had sex last night. I think half of the building does at least but we didn’t know the implications. We didn’t know if it was drunk stupidity or something… something I think most of us saw coming for quite some time.” Namjoon started. “Now I don’t want to make this corporate but this does, unfortunately, need to be discussed among all of us.”

“We’re aware. We briefly discussed it this morning.” Yoongi said before sipping at his coffee. “We don’t want this to cause problems within the group but we’d been denying ourselves for long enough I think.”

“I don’t know that we want to go public immediately. Just keep it with Big Hit.” Jimin suggested as he received nods from everyone at the table.

“And I hadn’t mentioned this yet but if Jimin is okay with it we’re probably going to just move into one room together.” Yoongi smiled looking for agreement from Jimin.

The huge smile and nod he received caused his gummy smile to appear and they leaned into each other for a quick kiss.

“First I hear you fuck and now I have to see you kiss. I’m going back to bed.” Jin said, pouring the rest of his coffee out and heading to his room.

“He’s hungover.” Namjoon apologized.

Jeongguk on the other hand looked like his eyes had grown three sizes and he hadn’t taken a moment to blink since this whole conversation began.

“It’s kind of a shame that you two are all in love in stuff. After I heard you two last night I got excited thinking we were going to just be casually sleeping with each other.” Taehyung began gaining more than a few startled glances. “But Jimin we have a soulmate discussion to have later.”

“We will. I promise.” Jimin nodded.

“I’m just happy the dam finally broke. You two were exhausting me with the will they won't they for the past 5 years. Do you know how much Yoonmin shitposting I have to scroll through on my feeds?” Hoseok complained cheerfully.

"Come on Jeongguk I guess it's time we tell you about the birds and the bees," Hoseok said standing up and pulling at Taehyung and Jeongguk's shirts gently. The three left the room with Jeongguk still looking very shell-shocked.

“Are you mad Joon-ah?” Yoongi asked carefully.

“No. I mean I’m not looking forward to the circus this will create later but you two… It was inevitable. I’d be lying if I said I didn’t have a contingency plan for this in mind.”

Namjoon took the last drink of coffee and stood to place the cup in the sink. As he walked out he stopped behind them and ruffled Jimin’s hair.

“Take care of him Min-ah.”

***

Once they were alone again a heavy silence seemed to fill the room but there was also a feeling of relief. Except for Jin who they knew would come around after getting some actual sleep everyone was happy for them. And everyone was willing to cover for them.

“So do you want to fuck me up against the kitchen island?” Jimin offered.

“I didn’t think you read that one…” Yoongi said with embarrassment turning his ears red.

“Oh, I read it all hyung,” he said with a kiss heading off to his room to get ready for the day.

“The death of me.” Yoongi laughed following behind.