Chained Silk

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Rating: Explicit
Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply
Category: M/M
Fandom: 방탄소년단 | Bangtan Boys | BTS
Relationship: Min Yoongi | Suga/Park Jimin
Characters: Min Yoongi | Suga, Park Jimin (BTS), Kim Seokjin | Jin, Kim Namjoon |
RM, Jung Hoseok | J-Hope, Jeon Jungkook, Kim Taehyung | V
Additional Tags: Dom/sub, Dom Min Yoongi | Suga, Sub Park Jimin (BTS), Bondage,
Spanking, Choking, Teasing, Temperature Play, Sensory Deprivation, Ice
Play, Wax Play, Nipple Clamps, Flogging, Suspension, Rope Bondage,
Deepthroating, Overstimulation, Orgasm Delay/Denial, Multiple
Orgasms, Orgasm Control, Rough Sex, Oral Sex, Fluff, Angst,
Emotional Manipulation, Child Neglect, Mental Instability, Switch Min
Yoongi | Suga, Switch Park Jimin (BTS), Whipping, Forced Orgasm,
Object Insertion, Miscarriage, Child Loss, Subdrop, Subspace, Dom/sub
Play, Barebacking, Shibari, Angst with a Happy Ending, Safeword Use,
Safewords, Park Jimin Has a Pain Kink (BTS), Gags, BDSM, BDSM
Scene
Language: English
Stats: Published: 2022-04-11 Completed: 2022-06-01 Words: 131,576
Chapters: 16/16
 Chained Silk
by Birdiefics

Summary

BDSM Club Au

After a scene ends badly, Yoongi vows never to take on another sub. Heartbroken and riddled
with guilt, he keeps his word for two years, until Park Jimin stumbles into his club. Clueless
yet intrigued by the bdsm lifestyle unfolding around him, can he pull Yoongi out of his pit of
self hatred, or will the Dom's past come back to haunt them both.
 Chapter 1
Chapter Summary

Disclaimer

I've tried to do as much research as possible on the theme of this au. However do not
take anything I write in here as advice. This is merely a work of fiction. Everything that

💛
takes place here between the two characters is consensual .Please do your own thorough
research and always be safe.

"You have two compatible matches,it's up to you who you wish to choose",Yoongi
begins.

"One is with a Dom who comes in every second weekend,he's due in tomorrow night so
you could come back then.I can vouch for this guy myself,he's a reliable Dom,very
attentive and capable",he suggests to the blonde.

Jimin processes the information.Wanting to get started sooner rather than later he asks
breathlessly,
"Is the other Dom here tonight".

Yoongi's eyes darken,Jaw clenching as he answers in a low voice,

"He is".

"Can I meet him?",Jimin asks quietly,playing with his fingers.

Gaze flicking between plump lips and wide eyes,Yoongi clicks his tongue,tension
building between them as he smirks, sending Jimin's mind reeling with his next words,

"You're looking at him".

Twitter acc - @taekoominimini

-Top/Dom Yg
-Btm/Sub Jm
-Angst
-Fluff
-Past Manipulation
-Mentions if depression/mental illness
-Mention of past child neglect
-Sexual exploration
-Spanking
-Choking
-Teasing
-Blindfolding
-Gagging
-Temperature play
-Sensory deprivation
-Bondage
-Flogging
-Suspension
-Deepthroating
-Edging
-Forced orgasm -Overstimulation
-Orgasm denial
-Nipple clamps
-Rough sex

Jimin had never really been interested in having much of a sex life.His previous limited
experience had left him unsatisfied and underwhelmed.
Separated in a nightclub from his work friends,he wanders through what feels like a maze of
hallways leading to a winding staircase.

Following the heavy base of sultry music that calls to him,he passes through a wall of
artificial vines and pink flowers that conceal opened double doors.
What he finds both leaves him reeling in shock,and sets his pulse racing at the same time.

Min Yoongi own's two clubs.The very successful "Club Suga", which is highly popular and
caters to revelers of all backgrounds.
The second,"Moonlight",a bdsm club secretly located right under his nightclub,caters to those
with very specific tastes.It provides a safe monitored environment for those who wish to
engage in their interests without judgment or ridicule,guaranteeing confidentiality to all its
members.

The club owner observes the scenes taking place before him with cat-like eyes.
He keeps a careful watch for any restraints that may be tied too tight,or any subs slipping too
deep into subspace to be able to consent further to the scene they participate in.

Through his earpiece he hears the voice of his club manager.

"Boss,I think we have a lost clubber".

"Fuck,where".

"Over by the stocks,proceed with caution,he definitely doesn't belong in a place like this,he
may freak out".
"On it,thanks Jin",he exhales in exasperation at the task ahead,while signalling for Hoseok to
take over the monitoring of scenes.
Yoongi spots him from afar.He sticks out like a sore thumb freezing the club owner mid step.

He looks so fucking soft,all whispy hair and wide eyes,bashful pink cheeks complimented by
a soft fluffy sweater.Mismatched amongst a sea of leather and harnesses.

He's far from the club owner's usual type,but the sight of the angelic man stood startled in
front of the stocks as he takes in the scene before him,pulls at a long forgotten string in
Yoongi's gut.

The scene before Jimin has him flushed all over.

The right hand side of the establishment is raised three steps above the floor,separated from
the opulent club by tied back white curtains.Behind each curtained section a scene plays out.

Rooted to the spot,hands wringing together,all he can do is watch,curiosity consuming him.

Before him,a man clad in leather pants and a white dress shirt holds some sort of tasseled
object.
The woman is restrained by a wooden frame with holes where her hands and head stick out,a
lock on its side keeping her from getting free.

Gasped moans fill the air,joining the many other cries around him as the man lashes at her
buttocks.
Raised red welts decorate her skin in a pretty criss cross pattern that draws Jimins
eye,igniting a spark within."Whats wrong with him" he thinks,wondering why this scene
makes him feel more in 10 minutes than he felt during the whole duration of the four times
he's had sex.

The woman is not in pain,that much is obvious by the gasped cries that escape her. Her
flushed cheeks turn a deeper crimson, a wet shine spreading down her thighs as they squirm
together to prolong her release.

The man lands a series of blows to her thighs,the last being a light flick right between her
legs on her oversensitive clit as she moans wantonly,eyes glassy while her knees tremble.

"I told you not to move,did I not?",he questions her.

"I'm sorry sir",she slurs,completely zoned out.

The man raises his arm once more before a someone interrupts,

``Wrap it up",comes a deep rough grumble from behind Jimin.

"You need to be more aware of when your sub hits subspace,her safety and comfort is
priority,understand.She can't consent further if she's out of it!".

"Yes,sorry Mr.Min,I got too into the scene.I'll re-evaluate my technique later",the man replies
sheepishly.
"I'll have Jungkook hold a refresher course this weekend. He'll email all Dom's with the
details in due course",the deep voice from behind him rumbles on,making the hairs in the
back of Jimin's neck stand on end
"Be sure to perform aftercare,"comes the voice again.

"I will",the other replies,unlocking the wooden device and lifting the happy yet trembling
lady into his arms before placing a soft kiss to her temple.Her arms wrap around his
neck,resting a tired head on his shoulder,a sleepy smile escaping her.

The tenderness, affection and trust shared between them after what Jimin just witnessed has
him thinking for the first time in a long time that he wants something like that.
The closeness,to be held in a pair of strong arms,to be taken care of.He's never had that
before.Never had anyone to lean on.

Following the couple with his eyes to a seating area across from the elevated floor,he sees the
man wrap her softly in a blanket,before feeding her sips of water.

"Can I help you",comes that gruff voice from behind him,setting off an unfamiliar tingle in
Jimin's gut.

Turning to see who the voice belongs to,his breath catches in his throat. Jimin eyes him from
head to toe.He's handsome,unbelievably so,and intimidating in a way that makes his toes
curl,making him squirm where he stands.His eyes pierce Jimins,the blonde ducking his head
while a blush paints his cheeks a soft pink.

"I'm sorry what was the question ",he asks,snapping himself out of his foolishness.

"Can I help you with something",the man before him repeats,eyeing Jimin up and
down,trying but failing miserably to be discreet about it.

"Oh um,No thank you",Jimin says bashfully.

"You look a little lost,I can help you get back to your friends if you like,you don't belong in a
place like this",the handsome man says.

"Right,yea,ok,yea I guess,thank you if you don't mind".Jimin says flustered,not really

wanting to leave yet.
Glancing over his shoulder to catch a glimpse of the couple he had seen interact so
intimately,he stares for a long moment.They both look so content,settled on a sofa watching
other scenes unfold across from the raised section of flooring.

"What's your name?",Jimin hears the man ask as he turns to lead the way out.

"Um,Jimin,Park Jimin",he says shyly,following the man's lead.

"Min Yoongi",comes the reply as the man turns to face him,"It's nice to meet you Park
Jimin",he says smiling stiffly.

But Jimin only half pays attention.Before them,another scene plays out.
A man lays on a massage bed,his ass pulled to the end,ankles trapped to thick leather cuffs
connected to the table,which are connected to matching leather cuffs around his thighs,
keeping his legs bent and spread open.His arms lay over his head,cuffed together at the
wrist,which are also connected to the bed.
He wears a black lace collar around throat which Jimin thinks is pretty.His chest is flushed a
pretty pink,spreading up to his cheeks.

His fluffy dark brown hair sticks to his forehead as he shrieks behind a ball gag placed
between his lips,the straps disappearing behind his head as some sort of squeaky toy lays
between his trembling hands.

At the foot of the massage table,a man pounds into him harshly,his tattooed hand reaching to
grip at the restrained man's twitching length. A shrill wail leaves his body in time with the
milky white ropes that shoot out of him.

"Were not done yet baby",the tattooed man says with a smirk,fucking harder into the wailing
man beneath him,his hand reaching up to wrap around his throat.

A loud gasp escapes Jimin as he takes a step forward tentatively.

Yoongi thinks he's about to create a problem by interrupting a scene.

But Jimin stops at the steps leading up to the elevated floor,getting a closer look but keeping
a respectful distance.Mouth slightly parted,a flush colors his skin while a whimper leaves
him.

Yoongi knows that look,he's been on the scene long enough to know the signs.Park Jimin isn't
disgusted by what he sees,he's not looking on with judgemental eyes.
Park Jimin is looking at the scene before him,intrigued, as if he just discovered a deep secret
about himself.

Yoongi's eyes are trained on Jimin,whose eyes are trained on Taehyung,on the hand around
his throat,the restraints holding him in place,the length pounding into him at a feverish
pace.Yoongi doesn't miss the way Jimin squeezes his thighs together.
He observers him with keen interest.

Walking up behind him,he taps him on the shoulder to catch his attention.

Jimin shrieks in fright,jumping back,stumbling and bumping straight into the hard wall of
Yoongi's chest,strong arms shooting out to grasp his elbows.

Jimin gasps at the hold that keeps him upright.

Taking a step back,Yoongi motions for Jimin to follow him.

Walking forward,he feels a light tug on his jacket.

"What is it",he asks as Jimin's looks to the floor.

"I don't want to go yet",he mumbles.

"What?",Yoongi asks in disbelief.

"I wanna look around a bit more,''Jimin says shyly.

"Why",Yoongi asks,"And please be honest,there will be no judgment here",he reassures the

newcomer,knowing Jimin's answer will decide whether he shows him around or show's him
to the door.

"Because I think....",he pauses,looking into Yoongi's eyes,embarrassment colouring his

cheeks though he truly sees no judgment.

"I think I like it",he finally admits,earning a nod from the man before him,the Dom going
against everything he'd stood by for the last two years.

"Lets get you a drink first,you're about to see a lot of shit you're in no way prepared for.If you
want to leave at any time just say the word",he voices out as they approach the bar.

❤⛓❤⛓❤⛓❤⛓❤

As they get closer to order drinks,Jimin can't help

but notice the lady kneeling on the floor,her head resting on the thigh of a man occupying the
bar stool beside her as he gently pet's her hair.In his hand he holds a leash.
It takes Jimin a few moments to realize due to the dim light surrounding them,that the leash is
attached to a pink collar that sits prettily around her throat.

Quietly observing,Yoongi makes a mental note to question Jimin about what drew his
attention to the couple.

Feeling a gaze on them,the man on the stool looks up,making eye contact with the cute
blonde and winking at him.
Jimin turns around,flustered and confused by his feelings as he takes a seat at the bar.

"Min,what can I get you,and your friend",the barman asks with a smirk,eyes flitting between
the two.
Looking at Jimin for his drink order,the blonde just shrugs his shoulders.
"Two of the usual please Joon",he says, cocking a brow at his old friend.

"We go way back",he tells Jimin as the barman prepares their drinks,glancing their way
curiously.

"Shall we",Yoongi asks,taking both their drinks before passing one off to Jimin,desperate to
get away from the barman that will no doubt have teasing questions for him later.

Reaching a hand out to take his drink,he can't help but notice how small both drinks look in
such a large hand,a large veiny hand that Jimin can't tear his eyes away from.

He gets lost in thoughts of those hands on him,of where else such prominent veins might
appear on the Dom's body.

Taking his silence as apprehension,Yoongi pulls his hand back.

"If you're uncomfortable I can help you find your friends,'' he offers.
"NO",Jimin gasps.
"I mean,I mean no,thank you I'm fine,I just got distracted for a moment",he says,blushing
once more.

The almost constant pink blush tears at something primal in Yoongi.Taking a step closer to
the blonde,his eyes take him in for a moment,practically breathing each other's air.
Pushing down on the feelings the blonde pulls from him,he cocks his head towards a door.

Jimin follows as he leads them to a quiet outdoor seating area to the right of the bar.
They walk until they reach a small sofa,Yoongi waiting for Jimin to take a seat before taking
the space beside him.

"Before I show you around I need to make it clear that anyone's identity here is not to be
spoken about publicly.The members' privacy is top priority,"he informs Jimin.

"Oh,yes of course,I value my privacy too,You have my word",Jimin promises,raising his

pinkie.

Yoongi blinks at him,an amused scoff leaving him as he curls their baby fingers together,his
gut doing a flip at how tiny Jimin's hands are.

"I have some questions if you don't mind",Yoongi asks,shaking himself of his wandering
thoughts.

"Oh,ya sure ok",the blonde responds,nerves making his palms sweat.

"The couples that caught your attention,what was it that drew your eye",Yoongi queries,eyes
flicking between Jimin's plump lips and back up to his startled orbs.Trying his best to
concentrate.

"Oh,um..I'm not really sure",Jimin admits,eyebrows furrowing as he tries to think back.

"The first lady,he made her skin look so pretty",Jimin blushes.

"Yes he did",Yoongi smirks,surprised that Jimin had picked up on that.

"The second couple",Jimin continues,fiddling with the soft wool of his sleeve before making
eye contact,
"I liked how he was tied down",Jimin whispers."and his collar".

"Yoongi can feel his breaths getting heavier,an unbearable itch breaking out under his skin.He
nods for Jimin to continue.

"The third couple,the lady also had a collar,and she was resting her head on his thigh.It was
sweet",Jimin says wistfully.

Yoongi nods,impressed with Jimin's evaluation of the couple's Trust and strong bond.
"The leash,what did you feel about that?",Yoongi asks.

"Personally I feel like It would feel degrading in a way,But that's just me",he answers
honestly.
"That's ok,ultimately it's just a matter of personal preference and limits.It's not degrading in
the right context.He respected her vulnerability by keeping a hand on her hair at all
times,letting her know she was safe and cared for. In return she shows complete trust in his
ability to give her what she needs",Yoongi explains.

"What is it that she needs?",Jimin asks,head tilted to the side curiously.

"In many cases,it's a need to relinquish control for a while,to hand responsibility to someone
else,to be told what to do,to have their limits tested",Yoongi answers.

"But is that not terrifying?",Jimin mumbles.

"Yes it can be,especially if you encounter a predator masquerading as a Dom to attract

inexperienced subs,to take advantage of their vulnerability.I tell every sun that attend the
club,that if a Dom ever tries to make them feel bad for safewording,or tries to coerce them
into participating in activities that are hard limits,then that's a major red flag.Thats not a real
Dom".

Jimin nods,surprised by how much care and concern Yoongi shows to his club members.

"What exactly is safewording,and Doms and Subs,can you explain all that to me properly",he
asks confused.

"What",Yoongi balks at the question,mouth half open in disbelief.

"Can you explain it all to me properly?

"A Dom-....a dominant",Yoongi starts,pausing for a second,not sure if he should explain

further.

A Dom or Domme is someone who asserts authority,power and control over a

submissive.The sub wants to hand over that control,but ultimately,the sub has full control
over everything.Each Dom/sub couple have a safeword which the sub can use at any time if
they feel overwhelmed or a scene has pushed them to their limit.Sometimes subs safeword if
the pleasure they receive becomes too intense",he finishes with a smirk,not missing the hitch
in Jimin's breath.

Jimin takes everything in slowly with wide blown eyes,his pulse racing.

"You've heard if Doms and Subs before right",Yoongi asks slowly,brows drawing together.

"Yes of course I'm not stupid,but people talk a lot of shit about a lot of shit.I'd rather learn
from someone who knows what they're talking about than be misinformed. It's not like
people talk openly about it that much anyway",Jimin rushes out.

His answer catches the club owner off guard.Does he want Yoongi to teach him the bdsm
lifestyle?He has to close his eyes and pinch his thigh to rid himself of the images his mind
conjures up.

"So this is something you've put a lot of thought into?",he questions.

"Well,no actually,I've never known much about it,it's just that a work friend mentioned it in
passing to another friend a few times.I never really was interested in uh..."Jimin
pauses,hugging his arms around himself self-consciously.

"In what",Yoongi asks cautiously.

"In sex in general",Jimin whispers,blushing wildly while his head hangs low in
embarrassment.

"Fuck",Yoongi breathes out,eyes closing as his head falls into his hands.
"I'll call you a cab",he offers, reaching for his phone in his pocket.

"What,why,did I say something wrong",Jimin asks,eyes widening as he sits up

straighter,fingers wringing together nervously.

"No,",Yoongi says.That's just it,there is no right or wrong when it comes to sexual

preference.There is only what is right for each individual person.I can't show you around,I'm
sorry.

"But why",Jimin asks,the disappointed pout on the subs lips tugging at Yoongi's insides.

"You just told me you've never really been interested in sex in general,I don't think this place
is right for you,It would be highly inappropriate and an abuse of power for me to show you
around here if there is a chance it might put you in a situation you are not prepared for",the
club owner explains softly.

"How do you know I wouldn't be ready for it",the blonde questions in annoyance.

"The last thing I need is another person in my life telling me how they think I feel and
making decisions on my behalf",he mumbles,head bent low.

Yoongi uses his thumb and forefinger to tilt Jimin's chin up,leaning so close their lips almost
brush,drawing a gasp from the blonde.

"It's my job to know,to read a person or situation within these walls,you're not ready to see
half of what goes on inside this club",he explains patiently.

"But what if I want to learn more about it?",Jimin questions pleadingly,eyes hopeful.

"About what exactly?",the owner asks.

"I don't know,that's the problem",Jimin breathes out in frustration.

"Jimin,there is a huge difference between a fantasy of being tied up and taken,and handing
over complete control to a Dom who can,and will teach you discipline,
who won't hesitate to bend you over and spank your bare ass red raw in front of others in the
club if you disobey him",Yoongi explains.

"This isn't some fantasy,I don't even have fantasies",Jimin blurts out in
frustration."Everybody has to start somewhere right",he fires out.
"Yes they do,but here isn't the place for starting out,our members are well established and
most are at an advanced level",Yoongi tells him.

"Then who can teach me,where can I find someone to learn from",Jimin questions with wide
eyes.

Yoongi's eyes bulge at that,almost choking on his whiskey."What",he asks in a low rumbling
tone,a deep frown settling on his brow.

"How do I find someone to teach me?"he repeats,blushing as Yoongi's eye's bore holes into
him.

"I don't think you understand,this is not something you can just learn from a book,You need
to do research from a reliable source yes,but a lot of it is trial and error at first,and many
Dom's have a different approach.It takes a lot of hard work and patience,getting to know each
others likes dislikes and limits.Through scenes Jimin.I don't think you're prepared for
anything like that.

"How do you know what I'm prepared for",Jimin snaps,his frustration at not being taken
seriously once again,angering him.

"You don't get it",Yoongi says,voice a low,sending a shiver of excitement to Jimin's crotch as
he leans closer telling him,
"If you were my sub and you spoke back to me like this within these walls,I'd have you
cuffed to a table and edged for hours while a dildo rails you,I'd put a cock ring on you so you
wouldn't be able to come,no matter how much you'd beg for it",he whispers in Jimin's ear.

Yoongi expected many reactions from Jimin,

a slap,the blonde running away in shock,tears perhaps.

But nothing could have prepared him for the sweet gasped whimper and wide glossy eyes
that stare back at him,or the quick short shuddered breaths that puff against his neck as Jimin
tilts his head down in embarrassment at his reaction.

For the umpteenth time that night,Yoongi observes the obvious signs of genuine interest and
curiosity,now adding arousal to the list,from the man before him.

Retreating back,Yoongi clears his throat,trying to think of anything that will stop his blood
rushing south.

"I never enjoyed sex",Jimin admits,determination in his tone. It was so rushed every time,I
never felt taken care of so I stopped seeking it out.
Those people in there,they looked taken care of,content,happy",Jimin finishes.

"This is not a club for beginners",Yoongi grits out,running a hand through his hair in
exasperation.
"And if you meet the wrong kind of dom in another establishment,they'll chew you up and
spit you back out.
"Then point me in the direction of a single dom here and I'll ask him to teach me
privately",Jimin whispers,eyes once again on the floor.

Yoongi observes him in silence for a moment.The thought of another Dom's hands on Jimin
doesn't sit right with him,forcing him to admit what he's been forcing down all night.
That for the first time in two years,the thought of stepping into a scene doesn't fill him with
dread.Not of its Park Jimin spread out beneath him,cuffed and crying for his touch.

Shaking his head to rid himself of his thoughts,a voice interrupts from behind them,leaning
over to collect their glasses.

"All our doms and subs here are already partnered up I'm afraid",he informs Jimin.

"Oh....ok...that's alright",the blonde replies,trying and failing to hide his disappointment.

"All except for the boss of course",the barman adds with a cheeky grin,slapping a hand down
on Yoongi's shoulder.

"Dammit Namjoon mind your own fucking business",Yoongi growls as his longtime friend
walks away unbothered,his dimpled grin goading the Dom.

"Is that true",Jimin whispers hopefully,wide eyes trained on Yoongi.

"Yes it's true,though I no longer take part in any scenes' ',he says in annoyance.

"Oh,why not?".

Yoongi looks at him,a pained expression on his face.

"A scene turned bad",is all he says before getting to his feet and walking away,Jimin hot on
his heels.

"No wait,I want to learn more,please",Jimin begs.

Yoongi turns,slowly stalking towards Jimin,giving him a chance to escape should he want to.
"Let me guess,you want to learn from me",the club owner asks,jaw clenched as Jimin nods
slowly,cheeks tinged pink as his back hits the wall.

Yoongi has his hands pinned beside his head in seconds,fingers interlaced as he stares into
Jimin's wide blown eyes.

"Is this what you want",he asks,his rough low tone sending unfamiliar heat through Jimin's
body,nosing at the sensitive spot below the blonde's ear.Testing him.Teasing him..
"You want a taste of what this club can offer you?",he whispers while a full body shudder
runs through Jimin's frame.

Pulling back he adds sternly, "This isn't a game Jimin,people can get hurt if they're not
careful,This is not the place for you.It never will be!".

Jimin gasps at Yoongi's close proximity,the smell of his spicy cologne making him dizzy.The
feeling of being held in place has goosebumps breaking out on his skin.
Finally he understands what it means to feel aroused by another person.
When Yoongi's words finally register he blinks away his desire,shame running through him at
his reaction as the man before tries to make him see sense.

Eyes filling with hot tears,he nods.

"I never looked at this as a game,it wasn't easy for me to talk about any of this with you",he
sniffles.
"I just wanted to understand why what I saw made me feel something other than the usual
feeling of dread I have when it comes to sex",he explains as Yoongi releases his hands.

"I'm sorry for taking up so much of your time",he adds before weaving past the Dom in a
rush,brushing tears from his cheeks.

Yoongi looks on wide eyed,a feeling of guilt unfurling in his gut.

Jimins stops,back still turned as he sniffles through his next words.

"You said there is no judgment here,but you've been judging me since you first saw me.I
deserve a chance.If I can't find what I'm looking for here,I'll go elsewhere".

Yoongi frowns at his words,his guilt growing further.Seeing how sure the blonde is that this
is something wants to explore has his gut churn with a mixture of excitement and
apprehension.

"JIMIN WAIT",he yells,running to catch up with him.

The blonde turns to look at him,face blotchy and streaked with tears.
Reaching into his wallet Yoongi pulls out a card,scribbling in it.

"Take this,if you are still serious about this on Friday come by after 9pm.I have a friend who
might be able to teach you what you want to know,you can both talk in my office,get to know
each other a little,see if you might be compatible in a dom/sub dynamic",he says,stomach
flipping at the wide eyed look on Jimin's face.

"Really",Jimin gasps a soft shy smile lighting up his whole face.

Yoongi nods,his heart skipping a beat before pointing to the website he scribbled on the card.
"Before then I want you to look through this website,it will go through all the basics you need
to know.If you have any questions feel free to text me,my number is there too",he finishes.

Jimin takes the card,mouth parted slightly in a small "o".

"Thank you",he whispers,hands trembling as a shy smile passes his lips,the prettiest pink
Yoongi thinks he has ever seen coloring the blonde cheeks.

Yoongi nods stiffly,Taking Jimin to the front entrance before calling him a cab.

While they wait,they make small talk,Yoongi surprised by how easy the conversation flows
outside of the club atmosphere despite the tension still growing between them.

The cab pulls up shortly after,drawing them out of their own little bubble as Jimin looks to
his feet shyly,
"Thank you,I'll see you Friday",Jimin says,a soft smile gracing his features as Yoongi's
stomach flips at the sight.

"Friday"he agrees before teasing,"don't forget to do your research".

Jimin sticks his tongue out at him before sitting into the cab.
"Brat",Yoongi scoffs to himself,a genuine smile crossing his lips for the first time in two
years.

"A brat indeed",comes a voice from behind,drawing a curse from Yoongi.

Smiling devilishly as the club owner stomps towards him,Namjoon scurries back to the bar.

"Something on your mind?",Hoseok asks later,eyeing his boss curiously.

"Nah I'm good,just tired",he lies,as images of plump pink lips,blushing cheeks,and wide
brown eyes threaten to consume him.

"It's gonna be a long week until Friday",he thinks.

And an even longer fucking weekend knowing that another Dom is going to be literally and
figuratively,showing Jimin the ropes.

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Sitting in his office after closing,Yoongi leans back in his office chair resting his eyes for a
moment.
A knock on the door pulls him back from his daydream as Jin walks in,taking a seat across
from Yoongi at his large Mahogany desk.

Observing him for a moment,he takes in his appearance and body language before speaking,

"You disappeared for a while tonight and I don't just mean with your new friend,You've been
zoning out ever since he left.Whats on your mind",he asks sincerely.

Yoongi huffs out a breath,

"I agreed to try to find him a Dom for next Friday night",he mutters.

"Why",Jin asks,blinking in disbelief.

"Because he's adamant that he wants to learn more about the bdsm scene",Yoongi replies
simply.

"Ok,I trust your judgment",Jin replies."But why do you look so conflicted about it?".

Avoiding eye contact Yoongi tilts his head back,taking a few shallow breaths before grabbing
his pen and spinning it between his fingers.

"I'm not sure this is the right place for him",he admits shakily.
"Bullshit",``You're the most observant and careful Dom I know",Jin scoffs.

"Not always",Yoongi fires back darkly.

"Yoongi,deep down you have to know that what happened wasn't completely your
fault.Mistakes happen and if you were really the shitty Dom you think yourself to be,you
wouldn't have taken such extreme measures as to open this place for people to carry out their
wants and needs in a safe monitored environment",Jin implores softly,teaches across to pat
yoongi on the shoulder.

"I know,I know all of that,but it doesn't keep me from lying awake at night reliving it all.It
was my responsibility to see the signs",he exhales sharply.

"In the heat of the moment,we will all make similar mistakes.But that club had no business
accepting her as a member,they didn't even conduct an evaluation of her comparability with
this lifestyle",Jin starts off.

"I sympathize with you both,I really do and because I know how hard and fast you both fell
for each other.But communication and honesty are one of the most important things when it
comes to this community",he reminds Yoongi.

"The responsibility falls just as equally on her shoulders.She lied to you,part of me

understands she did that because she wanted to be what she thought you needed,but stop
punishing yourself. You are not a careless dom".

"I know",Yoongi admits,unsure of what else to say.

"So are you gonna tell me what has you so uncharacteristically out of sorts tonight",Jin asks
curiously.

"Shit,I don't know,maybe it's the fact that for the first time in two years,I feel like I might
want to step back into a scene.With him!...Something about him draws me in,I can't explain
it. He's not even my type",Yoongi scoffs.
"He's so fucking shy,but so open and honest with his curiosity on a level I've never seen
before".

"Maybe with everything you've been through,you need that level of honesty,Jin suggests.

"But what if it is all just curiosity with him.What if I get involved and I end up making the
same mistake again",Yoongi rants,flopping into his chair and tossing his pen on the desk.

"But what if you don't.What if this is the push you need to step back into the scene slowly,at
his pace,so you can both ease into it",Jin voices out.

"Too late,I already asked Jackson to take him on",Yoongi grumbles.

"It's never too late,You still have until Friday to cancel ",Jin smirks.
"Come on,let's grab a beer with the others,You've earned it.

"I can't,I have a raging boner that won't go away",Yoongi scoffs in annoyance.
"I'll give you five minutes to rub one out,Meet us at the bar when you're done",Jin laughs
before disappearing through the door.

Yoongi sits there for a long moment trying to will away his painfully hard bulge before
giving in and unbuckling his belt.

Unzipping his pants,he reaches in and free's his weeping lenght.Beads of precum slide down
his shaft to his knuckles.
Gripping himself tight,the sensation of his palm enclosing around his length has him bucking
his hips.Throwing his head back he groans,stroking himself slowly.

Images of plump lips and crimson cheeks fill his mind.Pumping his hand faster he
gasps,mind filling with pictures of innocent wide eyes looking up at him from a kneeling
position.Thinking of Jimin's mouth open wide waiting to take him has his high hurtling
towards him.

He can practically feel a wet tongue lick at the underside of his cock as his palm brushes over
it in tandem with his hips bucking into his hand.A groan tears from his throat while his gut
clenches,balls tightening as an image of Jimin's throat stuffed with his length,his innocent
brown eyes watering has him cum hard.Milky release covers his hand and dress shirt as pants
and rough grunts fill his office,his high blinding him for a second.

Coming back down to earth,a whispered "fuck" leaves his lips.

Taking his time to clean up,he pulls out his gear bag,changing into comfortable sweats and a
hoodie.

Reaching for his phone,he makes a call.

"Sejin",he says as the call pick's up,
"I need you to run a background check and I need it by Friday".

"Send me the details,I'll have it by Wednesday",Sejin replies before Yoongi ends the call with
a quick "thanks".

Leaving his office in search of the others,a feeling of guilt swamps him after jerking off to the
thought of Park Jimin.Completely unaware that at that very moment,the blonde writhes
around on his own bed.Whimpers and gasps leave his throat as he strokes himself
desperately,spilling all over his stomach to the memory of the club owner pinning him to the
wall.

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Friday comes around at a snail's pace for Jimin,excitement and apprehension bubbling under
his skin.
"Hey wanna grab a drink later",he hears from behind him.
Turning,he sees his Dance partner Taemin stride towards him.

Sorry I can't tonight I have plans,how about tomorrow night",Jimin smiles softly at him.
"I have plans' ',Taemin winks at him,maybe next week he suggests as they walk out the door,
the work colleagues making their way out of the Dance Academy on their way to their cars.

Jimin waves brightly at him from across the car park before sitting behind the wheel and
pulling out of the car park.Cursing the traffic,he finally makes it home,kicking his shoes off
just inside his front door as he rushes to the shower.

It takes him two hours to shower,style his hair and put on a delicate layer of light make
up,changing his outfit three times before finally feeling satisfied with his look.
Grabbing his phone,wallet and keys,he shoots off a text to the club owner telling him he's on
his way.

He had texted Yoongi more than intended this week,not expecting to have so many
questions,he worried he would annoy him.He was pleasantly surprised by the influx of
information sent his way explaining everything he had asked,the Dom eager to share his
knowledge.

Pulling up to the back entrance of the club his hands start sweating.A tall burly man awaits
him,introducing himself politely.

"Mr.Park,I'm Sejin,I'll show you to the boss's office",he smiles,bowing respectfully.

Jimin returns the gesture,a shy smile of his own spreading across his face as a soft "Thank
you"leaves his lips.

His nerves kick in wildly as they make their way through the club,walking into a closed off
area that houses a kitchen,shower rooms and a locker area.

"Private rooms are down that hall,boss's office is here",Sejin tells him as he knocks on the
door,gesturing for Jimin to enter.

"You've got to be fucking kidding me",he hears Yoongi grumble just as he pushes the door
open.
Stepping inside,he sees him run a frustrated hand through his hair,exposing his forehead.

"Ya ok don't worry about it I'll figure something out",he says before ending the call.

Turning to gesture for Jimin to take a seat,time stands still as they lock eyes.

Jimin looks so soft and beautiful.A white blouse hangs loose around his shoulders,black
ripped Jeans hug his thick thighs and his fluffy blonde hair is parted in the
center,accentuating his eyes.

Yoongi's fists clench at his sides,his pulse racing at the now familiar sight of pink dusting soft
cheeks,his blood threatening to rush south.
Jimin looks away,unable to keep eye contact,the sight of the man in front of him knocking the
breath out of him.

A silky black shirt hugs his broad shoulders.Buckles and ribbons adorn the sleeves while
black leather pants cling to his pretty legs.The thigh harness strapped to his thigh has Jimin's
breathing quicken as his mind flashes back to being pressed against the wall.

"We've run into a problem",Yoongi begins as they take their seats,Jimin's eyes shooting up to
meet his.

"The Dom I had lined up for you can't make it tonight.We can reschedule or I can go through
your list of limits with you now.We can run it through our system and see if you have a
compatible match with any of our Dom's free this weekend",he offers.

"Ok,I'd like to try that",Jimin blurts out,not wanting to reschedule.

"Ok",Yoongi smirks handing Jimin an Ipad

"Fill out this survey and hit send when you're done,it will link up to your file and find any
compatible match available.Anything you're unsure of you can answer however you see
fit,you can change your answer in the future if needed",he finishes,eyes locked on the
hypnotic blonde,unable to tear his gaze away.

Jimin nods,getting to work eagerly.Slowly and carefully he goes through each

question,pausing at some to really take time to think about them.

Yoongi is impressed at how thorough and serious he is when answering the survey.

Jimin answers as honestly as he can considering his non-existent experience within the bdsm
community,answering yes or maybe to what appeals to him the most.
The blunt questions surprise him,getting straight to the nitty gritty.

Do you enjoy submitting to a sexual partner

-Yes

Does it arouse you to be fully restrained during intercourse-Yes

Do you like receiving pain during sex

-Maybe

Do you enjoy being watched while naked or having sex

-Maybe

Do you enjoy having multiple sex partners

-No

Are you willing to try anything once even if you don't like it
-No

Do you enjoy being helpless and at your partners mercy,unable to resist what they do
-Yes

Do you enjoy pet play

-Maybe
Does being treated with little or no respect during sex turns you on
-No

Are you open to public sex

-Maybe

Would you like to serve as a slave

-No

Do you find the idea of being tortured sexually arousing

-Yes

Please answer yes or no next to the following instruments or methods You are willing to try
out-

Cuffs-Yes
Rope-Yes
Nipple clamps-Yes
Butt plug-Yes
Bullet Vibrator-Yes
Dildo-Yes
Dildo machine-Maybe
Flogger-Yes
Paddle-yes
Cane-No
Whip-No
Blindfold-Yes
Ice/wax-Yes
Hoist-Yes
Bondage table-Yes
Whipping bench-No
Saint Andrew's cross-Yes
Stocks-Yes
Gag-Yes
Spreader bar-Yes
Overstimulation-Yes
Edging-Yes

The list feels endless.Glancing over his answers one last time,Jimin hits send,his results
showing up a moment later while the computer searches for a compatible match for him.

Seeing the results,Yoongi's grip on the edge of his desk tightens,turning his knuckles white.

BDSM Survey Results

Park Jimin
100% submissive
100% Rope bunny
70% Exhobitionist
65% Primal/prey
60% Brat
57% Masochist
38% Pet play
0% Degardee
7% Switch
0% Slave

Jimin's jaw hangs open.Seeing his name above the list of results in black and white sets his
heart racing.

Yoongi clears his throat,shifting in his chair while discreetly adjusting himself in his leather
pants.
"These results may change as you explore your tastes further",he says in that low drawl that
sets a fire low in Jimin's gut.

The blonde nods,holding the tablet close as he stares at it,using it as a shield to hide his
burning cheeks,a bashful happy smile tugs at his lips.

It takes a few moments for a match to be found.

Staring at the screen reading the results,Yoongi straightens in his chair.
"You have two compatible matches,it's up to you who you wish to choose",Yoongi begins.

"One is with a Dom who comes in every second weekend,he's due in tomorrow night so you
could come back then.I can vouch for this guy myself,he's a reliable Dom,very attentive and
capable",he suggests to the blonde.

Jimin processes the information.Wanting to get started sooner rather than later he asks
breathlessly,
"Is the other Dom here tonight".

Yoongi's eyes darken,Jaw clenching as he answers in a low voice,

"He is".

"Can I meet him?",Jimin asks quietly,playing with his fingers.

Gaze flicking between plump lips and wide eyes,Yoongi clicks his tongue,tension building
between them as he smirks, sending Jimin's mind reeling with his next words,

"You're looking at him".

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 Chapter 2
Chapter Summary

Yoongi guides Jimin through their first scene together.

Jimin's eyes widen as a gasp escapes him,heartbeat thundering in his ears,palms

sweating.Almost dropping the tablet,the shock has his breaths leave him in quick short
bursts.Though he had felt they certainly had chemistry, He never imagined he would be
compatible with the club owner.

Yoongi breathes deeply through his nose,taking in Jimin's flustered appearance. Second
guessing his ability to read the situation he comes to an unsettling decision.

"I'll email the other Dom now,ask him to meet you here tomorrow night,same time",he
says,turning back to his computer.

"What, No ,Why ",Jimin blurts out. "We're compatible,It's because I'm new right ,I'm too
much work",he frowns.

Yoongi's jaw clenches, the urge to teach Jimin not to talk back to his Dom itching under his
skin.Dark eyes bore into the blonde,leaving him squirming in his seat.

" You should know before going forward that two years ago",....

" Two years ago I was involved in a scene that ended badly,I haven't taken on a sub or
participated in any scenes since that time.You may want to rethink partnering with this other
Dom ",Yoongi informs him.

"No"

"Jimin you need to listen to m-

"I said no"

"Jimin-"

"You want me to listen to you when you yourself won't do the same ",Jimin defends.

Yoongi gets to his feet, clicking his tongue.

His eyes darken seductively as he slowly makes his way around his desk.

"Stand",he orders,his tone deep, unwavering, leaving no room for argument.

Jimin does so immediately,his nerves skyrocketing at the intimidating aura Yoongi's stature
has taken on.

Walking to the large mahogany cabinet running along the length of the wall, he gestures for
Jimin to follow him. Opening the large door he reaches in and releases a lever which lowers a
rope from the ceiling,a ring dangling from the end of it.

Jimin gulps.

"You read all of the information I sent you?",Yoongi questions.

"Yes",the blonde whispers,eyes bulging as he takes in the contents of the cabinet.

"Good,then your training begins now".

Turning to Jimin,he asks,

"Are you consenting to me being your Dom?".

"Yes",Jimin answers shyly,ducking his head as Yoongi stalks towards him,backing him up to
where the rope dangles above his head.

"Inside the walls of this club,all Dom's are addressed as Sir, unless you find a Dom you wish
to have a relationship with in your private time. If that instance occurs you will call your
Dom Master,Do you understand.

"Yes Sir",Jimin replies.

Hearing the title roll off of Jimin's tongue has the blood roaring in Yoongi's ears.

"Are you consenting to me being Your Dom",he asks again.

"Yes Sir".

"With this consent,do you you understand that you are giving me permission to touch you,
dominate you, to punish you should you prove to be a disobedient brat ",the Dom drawls out
in his low gravelly voice,sending a whole body shiver rushing through Jimin's form.

"Yes Sir",the blonde whispers as a warm tingle erupts in his gut.

"Do you understand that at any given time if you feel uncomfortable,overwhelmed or
unsafe,you have full authority to use your safeword. I will put an end to the scene
immediately and initiate aftercare".

"Yes Sir",Jimin answers again,breathing shallowly.

"Jimin,Promise me you'll use your safe word if you need to",Yoongi asks, a look of turmoil
flashing through his eyes,disappearing in an instant,though not fast enough to escape Jimin's
notice.
"I promise",the blonde answers softly,concern for the Dom lacing his tone. Raising his pinky,
he draws a small smile from Yoongi.

Linking their pinkie's, The Dom uses the distraction as an opportunity to catch the sweet
endearing sub off guard.

Jimin yelps,not expecting the smack of Yoongi's hand against his thigh.

"You promise what?",the club owner asks with a smirk.

"I promise Sir",Jimin says breathlessly.The tingle shooting from his thigh to his crotch
making it difficult for him to focus on his Dom.

"Very good kitten,You're a fast learner",Yoongi praises.

Jimin whimpers,Yoongi's words reaching his ears have his length filling his jean's as Yoongi
zones in on him,stepping into his personal space while the sub's cheeks turn bright pink at his
own shamelessness.

"Praise kink", the Dom chuckles,"Noted. Give me your wrists",he orders.

Jimin does as asked,placing his dainty wrists in one of Yoongi's large hands, watching as
thick soft leather cuffs are placed on them, both wrists locked closely as they are clipped
together.
Raising his sub's hands above his head,he attaches them to the D-ring hanging from the rope.

Looking up,Jimin tries to tug his hands free,half panic,half excitement rushing through his
veins.

"Pick a safe word",Yoongi demands,checking that the cuffs aren't too tight or uncomfortable
before stepping back to admire the restrained beauty before him.

"Yellow Sir",Jimin whispers, mind flooding with adrenaline while Yoongi slowly starts to
circle him like prey,sending Jimin's blood thundering through his veins.
The soft feather light touch of long fingers brushing from the nape of his neck,down the
length of his spine has him tingling all over.

"Very good",Yoongi smirks before landing a spank to Jimin's plump round ass.

Jimin whimpers in shock, pulling on his restraints as heat builds under his skin.
The light caress of Yoongi's hand soothing the sting leaves Jimin wanting more.

Yoongi's length hardens rapidly in his pants as a heady rush of pure want rushes through
him.The whimpers escaping Jimin leave him wound up tight.Pressing his chest right into the
blondes back he takes hold of his hips before reaching around,his hand sneaking under Jimin
shirt.

The slow caress of his palm on Jimin's silky smooth skin has him breathing deep. The fingers
tracing across his toned abs,upwards towards his nipple has his breath hitching.
Yoongi flicks at his nipple,tearing a shocked moan out of the blonde's throat as his head tips
back.A shock of arousal he's never felt before shoots right through him.

"You're so fucking sensitive",Yoongi groans out,pressing his rock hard length against Jimin's
buttocks.

"I-im not usually Sir ", the younger gasps out,rocking back against Yoongi's crotch for more
as the Dom lightly pinches his nipple between his thumb and forefinger,grinding hard against
his ass.

The club owner stills his movements,smirking against his subs shoulder as he nips at
it,earning another whimper from the pretty blonde.

"Then I guess I must be doing something right ",he says, landing another smack to the subs
ass.

Jimin cries out at the impact as Yoongi grinds his hard length against him,one hand rolling a
tormented nipple between his fingers,the other reaching around to cup Jimin's length through
his Jeans.

A series of breathy gasps and moans leave the blonde, Caught between wanting to grind back
against the Dom's hardness or pressing forward into his palm.

"His large veiny hand ",his mind supplies as he trembles in Yoongi's hold,wriggling for
friction of any kind.He's never felt like this before,his head feels light and fuzzy, his skin hot
and clammy as he sways on his feet, though the weight of the wrist cuffs and Yoongi's hands
on him keep him grounded.

A harsh pinch to his nipple has him crying out as he tries to jerk away from the touch.

"Did I say you could move?",Yoongi drawls,his cock giving a heavy twitch at the arousing
cries he pulls from the blonde.

"N-no",Jimin whines, still squirming.

"No what",Yoongi asks,giving another pinch to the nub.

"No Sir",Jimin moans harshly, arousal leaking from his tip.

"Stand still, Don't move, You take what I give you, Understand?"Yoongi voices
deeply,circling around to grip Jimin's jaw,forcing eye contact.

"You don't take pleasure from me,I draw it from you ",he finishes lowly ,Jimin's pupils
dilating rapidly seeing the hunger in his Dom's eyes.

Yoongi steps closer,their bodies brushing together.His hands rise up the hold either side of
Jimin's throat,thumbs brushing softly over the sensitive skin there.
"Your pleasure belongs to me now ",he smirks, leaning in, lips gently brushing against
Jimin's Adam's apple as it bob's up and down,a series of whines escaping him.
"Christ ",the Dom boyes out,stepping back to stop himself from laying Jimin out on his desk
and taking him.

Circling around him once again he continues on ,

"You will not talk back to me, You will not disobey me, You will not touch yourself ".
Standing close behind the blonde,he grips his hair,tugging his head back while the blonde
groans at the erotic sting to his scalp.

"You do not come without my permission, Do you understand Kitten ",the dom rasps in his
ear.

Jimin is on cloud nine.His nipple feels tender,the small bud throbbing as the silky material of
his shirt brushes over it.
His ass cheek,warm where Yoongi's hand had made impact.
His scalp tingles where the Dom's hand still grips it, the combination of sensations causing
beads of precum to leak out onto his briefs.

"Yes Sir",he whimpers breathily,the need to be touched causing his limbs to tremble
uncontrollably.

Yoongi takes a moment to observe his new sub. Jimin is breathtaking like this. He can't
honestly remember a time when a sub made him want to dominate with such an
overwhelming urge before.The soft whimpers and breathy gasps falling from the blondes lips
call to him,drawing him in.

He itches to push the new sub a little further,spurred on by the breathy "Please" that leaves
Jimin parted pink lips as he tries and fails not to squirm under Yoongi's burning touch.

The hand in his hair grips harder,pulling his head back to rest on the Doms shoulder,

The other hand reaches around to grip carefully around his throat.

"Please what",he chuckles,"And be aware Kitten,that this is the last time I will correct you
during this scene",he adds in a low gravelly purr,a complete contrast to the grip on his hair
and around his throat.

"Please Sir,touch me", Jimin chokes out,his eyes glistening,need coursing through him that
he's never felt before while his body relaxes back into Yoongi's hold.

Fire ignites in the Dom's gut at the display of trust the new sub has in him.

A soft brush of lips tracks teasingly along his throat,

"How does it feel Jimin,knowing I could have you in any way I wanted, right here, and all
you could do is take it while I devour you", he growls low in his throat,grinding his length
against plump cheeks.

Jimin whimpers hoarsely as goosebumps break out over his skin,grinding backwards
helplessly before feeling a harsh tug pull his head back further,a gasped moan filling the air
around them.
"I told you to stand still",Yoongi orders,releasing his sub from his grasp before turning to the
opened cabinet.

Attaching a flogger to his belt loop,he turns back to Jimin,slowly unbuttoning his shirt while
his eyes bore into him,anticipation building painfully in the sub.

Short breathy gasps rush out of the younger as the Dom leans in, his lips brushing over
Jimin's collarbone,down to his chest before latching onto his nipple,nipping at it.
The cry that bursts from Jimins throat has Yoongi wrapping his arms around his waist.
Pulling Jimin flush against his body, he grinds their equally aching and aroused lengths
together,nibbling and sucking a path of purple bruises into his silky soft flesh.

Jimin's mouth hangs open,eyes blown wide as his member twitches painfully in his Jean's.

Pulling back,calloused hands brush over Jimin's exposed skin.Yoongi eyes darken as he takes
in the physique before him.Running a soft caress over toned abs has the sub take in a
shuddered breath,the gentle touch relaxing him.

That's when Yoongi strikes.

Sparks splinter across the flesh of Jimin's left pec as the flogger makes contact.
The wanton moan that rips from his throat as he pulls on his restraints has Yoongi's lenght
ooze precum onto his briefs,his grip bone white around the flogger as he lays light flicks over
bare skin.

Raising his hand,he locks eyes with the whimpering sub before bringing the flogger down
harshly over Jimin's nipple,the leather tassels stinging the pert nub.

Jimin's cries out,the high pitch tearing at Yoongi's sanity as the subs eyes roll,his head tipping
back, breathing erratic.

His mouth hangs open,breathy pants leaving his throat as the Dom again flicks lightly over
his chest and abs.

Jimin feels lightheaded.The contrast of gentle flicks and stinging blows has him swaying on
his feet as his arousal makes his head spin.

"Look at me",Yoongi says, gripping his chin with his free hand as he brings the flogger down
to lick gently over his flesh in a criss-cross pattern.
The sting spreads deep to Jimin's core as his length twitches and leaks,aching for attention
while his balls tingle.

"Please Sir",Jimin cries out,"I think I'm close",he gasps in disbelief.Sucking air into his
lungs,his eyes water at the intensity of sensation drowning him.
Three harsh blows to his thighs has him crying out desperately.

Yoongi lands a final blow to Jimin's drooling clothed length before tossing the flogger to the
side.
Gripping Jimin's hair in one hand,his length with the other,he leans in,eyes locked on Jimin's.
Stroking his palm over the aching bulge he demands,
"Cum".

The unexpected order mixed with the sudden friction on his painfully hard cock has his body
lock,spine rigid,a series of sobs spilling from him as a blinding release crashes through him.
He spills into his underwear in throbbing bursts,soft nips and licks to his throat soothing him.

Tears spill from his lashes as his Dom wraps his strong arms around him.Pulling Jimin's head
forward to rest on his shoulder,he reaches up to unhook his cuffs from the dangling rope
overhead.
Pulling back slightly,he takes in the blonde's appearance.

Teary eyes gaze back at him in shock and awe,plump lips slightly parted as soft quick breaths
puff out of him.His soft skin is flushed and clammy while his whole body trembles through
aftershocks of unimaginable pleasure.

Running a finger gently over a soft pink cheek,Yoongi then takes his face in both hands,
"Are you with me",he asks,taking in the younger's glassy eyes.

"Mhmm,yes Sir '',Jimin hums softly,a warm fuzziness settling over him.

Buttoning Jimin's shirt back up the Dom tells him,

"You're so responsive to my touch,I wasn't expecting such an intense experience",he
admits,unlinking the cuffs from each other.
Fire burns through him,the mental image of Jimin coming apart reigniting the spark he's been
missing for two years.

Jimin's knee's buckle as the rush adrenaline leaves him.The Dom reaches out,taking hold of
him as he picks him up,carrying him to the sofa.
Settling them both comfortably,Jimin looks mesmerized as Yoongi drapes a soft blanket
around them.

Running his fingers gently through soft blonde locks,he feeds the younger long sips of
water,encouraging him to drink more until he's satisfied.

"You cum beautifully",Yoongi tells him,his calm demeanor helping the blonde feel at ease as
a blush rises to his cheeks.
"You did extremely well for your first scene",he adds, "You exceeded my expectations,I'm
very pleased".

Jimin doesn't know why,but Yoongi's words have a tear rolling down his cheek.

"You did extremely well too", he sniffles softly.

The statement has the Dom still in his movement's briefly as it pools warmth deep in his
chest.He had never been told that by any of his previous sub's before,the reassurance being
exactly what he didn't even know he needed until the words left the newly initiated subs lips.

"Thank you",he whispers,still running his fingers gently through Jimin's silky hair.
Soft sniffles continue to spill from the blonde as Yoongi asks,"Are you ok".

"Yes I'm sorry, I don't know why I'm even crying", he admits.

"It's ok don't apologize,you read what I sent you about sub-drop right?",Yoongi asks.

"Yes I did", Jimin says, nodding shyly.

"Good, remember it's completely normal,especially after your first scene to feel
overwhelmed,upset or confused.I'm here to take care of you and talk you through anything
you may be feeling ok", he explains softly.

Tears flow from Jimin's eyes freely, realization dawning on him that there is not something
inherently wrong with him for being unable to feel aroused in the presence of another, like
his only previous partner had accused. It fills him with relief,a deep gratefulness to the Dom
that drew unparalleled pleasure from him settling into his bones.

"I'm ok I promise",he slurs sleepily,wiggling his pinkie,the Dom reaching with a soft smile to
link it with his own.

Shuffling deeper into the strong warm embrace that surrounds him, his sniffles give way to
soft content sighs as he unknowingly slips into sleep,unaware of the fond gaze taking in the
still blushing features of his face.

❤⛓❤⛓❤⛓❤⛓❤

Yoongi can't tear his eyes away from Jimin's sleeping form.
Small hands grip tight to the front of his shirt while a cute pout adorns soft pink lips.
"He's stunning", he thinks to himself,so beautiful in how he lets his desire's take over, in how
he frees himself.

In all Yoongi's years as a Dom,he's never had to fight to hold himself back from ending a
scene early just so he could take his sub sooner and feel him come apart around his hardness.

Simply witnessing the blonde's intense build up and sudden release had brought him so close
to cumming in his pants.
He had thought the reality of being controlled,having to submit, would have sent the blonde
running.

But Jimin had bloomed under his touch.His body responded as soon as the cuffs had been
placed on his wrists ,and Yoongi hadn't been prepared for that.
Neither had he been prepared for how hypnotizing Jimin would be as he splintered apart
under Yoongi's guidance.

Tipping his head back against the armrest of the sofa,he forces his mind to push away the
images, the whimpers from Jimin that echo in the back of his thoughts. It's all Jimin Jimin
Jimin.
He can't afford to get attached again,refuses to have a repeat of what happened last time.
He can already tell it will be difficult, but he can keep his sub separated from his personal
life.He's done it before,many times. In fact he's only ever blurred those lines once,with
devastating results.With that thought,his resolve hardens.
He'll keep his dealings with Park jimin strictly club related.Satisfied with his decision,his
mind sends him spiraling with one final thought.

"If that's how he reacts to a light flogging,how will he react, how mesmerizing will he look
when you have him stretched around your cock".

Groaning ,he runs a hand over his face and through his hair, cursing himself for the thought
that he knows will keep him awake all night.

Blinking awake slowly,Jimin buries his nose in the soft warmth that surrounds him.

The spicy scent of cologne that clouds his senses has him very quickly realizing where the
warmth is coming from.
Raising his gaze slowly,he finds Yoongi already observing him.

"Did you sleep well",he asks,sitting up and detaching from the sub.

"Yes thank you,how long was I out he asks", he asks, avoiding eye contact,feeling his cheeks
warm up as their earlier encounter rushes back to him.

"About 40 minutes", Yoongi informs him,standing to make his way over to his desk,gesturing
for Jimin to follow.

"There are some things we need to go through together, our limit lists, the contract.Anything
you are unhappy with or unsure of, tell me and it will be amended,alright?".

"Contract?",Jimin asks, confused.

"Yes, every Dom/Sub relationship should have a contract that both parties agree on and are
comfortable with",the Dom explains.

"Ok",Jimin nods,innocent trusting eyes on the man before him.

Yoongi gazes back at him,eyes locked on beautiful brown orbs that threaten to drown him.

Clearing his throat he begins,"I want to make clear that any relationship we are to have, will
be strictly club related,we will never have more than a Dom/Sub dynamic.We won't see each
other outside of this club.Don't confuse any of this with feelings,I'm not looking for a
relationship of any kind",he says,voice flat and emotionless.

Jimin blinks,face reddening in embarrassment at the cold statement.

"I..I didn't ask for anything more,I wouldn't expect that from you",he whispers, head bent as
he tries to hide his face.
Jimin shouldn't care,he knows that, but he can't help the twinge of hurt he feels in his chest.
Yoongi knows instantly that Jimin is feeling rejected, and in his panic,makes things ten times
worse.

"You're not my type. I don't do relationships with subs. I'm sorry if that sounds cold,It is what
it is'', he bites out before he can stop himself.

Jimin flinches at his harsh tone while keeping his head down turned, a small nod informing
the Dom that he had heard him.

He curses himself internally for his icy demeanor.Guilt rising in his gut he tries to continue.
"It's just that the last time I"....He pauses,looking down while chewing in his lip,unable to
talk about that right now.

"Jimin,I don't want there to be any confusion about what this is",he explains, gesturing with
his finger between the two of them,"I apologize if I've made you uncomfortable".

"It's fine I understand",Jimin says smiling stiffly,fingers pulling at the ripped threads in his
jeans.

"Shall we continue",Yoongi asks,confused as to why his chest feels heavy.

"Ok", Jimin says in a barely audible whisper,avoiding Yoongi's gaze every time the Dom tries
to make eye contact.

He's closing himself off,trying to protect his own feelings and Yoongi is kicking himself for
it.What he perceived to be shyness,he now feels may also be a lack of self confidence.The
sub that ten minutes ago trusted his every word,can't even look him in the eye now.

"I was engaged",Yoongi blurts out,Drawing the blonde's attention to him.

"We met at a club similar to this,she was everything I never knew I wanted",the club owner
explains shakily.,"She told me she was a sub,turns out she wasn't. She just wanted me to give
her a shot at a relationship.On what would turn out to be our last scene together,she wanted to
try out whipping and a gag,because I liked it,I thought she did too. So I strapped her to a
cross and proceeded with the scene.

Yoongi takes a moment to calm his thundering heart before continuing.Eyes downcast, he
recalls in detail what happened next.

"Every gagged sub gets a squeaky toy to hold,to use in place of a safeword. It was a heavy
scene,not unlike others we had taken part in,the only difference being the whip.

"I whipped her lightly,quite a few times",he goes on,face pale.

"When she didn't object I whipped her harder,wanting to see where her limit was.The scene
went on for fifteen whole minutes before she dropped the toy",he says,voice cracking at the
horrifying memory.

"It was too late to take it all back,Her body was in shock,she couldn't talk,couldn't move. My
friend Jin eventually had to carry her out of there,because when she finally looked up and
saw my face,she had a panic attack.Turns out her limit had been the first crack of the
whip",he gasps out,trying to hold back a sob.

"The shock of pain rendered her unable to react,I refuse to have my awareness clouded by my
emotions in a scene ever again",he finishes,deep regret lacing his words.

Small soft warm hands grip his large one where it rests on his desk.
"I'm so sorry that happened",Jimin tells him sincerely, "It must have been really difficult for
you both,but you acted on her word,it's not entirely your fault ok", he says softly.

"You sound like Jin",Yoongi scoffs,running a hand over his face.

"Well then this Jin must be really intelligent,I have to meet him",Jimin teases,trying to lighten
the mood.

"Yoongi stares at him,a laugh bubbling out of him at the subs witty back talk.

"Really though,I don't want you to think what I said was in any way to do with you
personally,It's just,...this is the only way I can take you on,We need to have complete honesty
and trust in each other,But how will you trust me if I don't trust myself",he exhales in defeat.

"But I do trust you",Jimin tells him,"Even more so now that you've shared something so
difficult for you. You should know that trust and honesty are something I value very much,so
I'll always be honest with you,I promise",he says with determination.
Raising his pinkie towards the Dom,he gives it a wiggle.

"What is it with you and your pinkie,and why is it so damn small",Yoongi scoffs,chuckling as
he winds his own around it before resting their hands on the table.

"Listen if someone isn't willing to pinkie promise,then it's not really a promise",Jimin
defends lightheartedly, both dissolving into light laughter as the club owner passes a file to
Jimin.The uncomfortable tension is nowhere to be found as they spend the next hour going
over each others limits, before agreeing on and signing their contract.Neither of them caring
to take their hands back from where they rested on the table,pinkie's still linked together.

❤⛓❤⛓❤⛓❤⛓❤

Standing from his desk Yoongi fetches a bottle of water for Jimin from the mini fridge in the
corner.
"I didn't intend for this to take so long,do you want to take a shower now? '' he asks, handing
the drink to the blonde.

Feeling grubby in his damp briefs he nods,

"Oh but I didn't bring anything with me",he remembers out loud.

"It's ok follow me",Yoongi says as they step out of his office,heading in the direction of the
locker area.
Taking a key from the many hooks along the wall,he looks around before finding the locker
matched to the number on the key.

Unlocking it,he steps aside so Jimin can take a look. Inside is an array of items. Shower
gels,shampoo,moisturizer,a cooling balm,for what he's not sure yet.

A soft fluffy bathrobe, a face cloth and 2 matching towels along with a couple of packs of
unopened underwear lay on a small shelf.

Jimin stare's wide eyed,impressed by the club owners ability to assess what the club members
would need.

"This is great,thank you",he voices out brightly.

"It's nothing",Yoongi chuckles,unlocking Jimin's cuffs and hooking them to his belt.
"Take all the time you need,come find me at the bar when you're done",he finishes before
turning on his heels and striding out of sight.

Jimin doesn't know what to make of Yoongi's departure.

It seems the Dom is well versed in detaching himself from his subs,something Jimin already
knows he will struggle with. Shrugging his shoulder as a deep exhale leaves him,he walks
from the lockers to the shower area.

Undressing in the shower room,a gasp leaves him as he catches his reflection in the mirror.
His chest and thighs are littered with raised pink welts,the cross cross pattern mesmerizing
him as he brushes his fingers softly over them,hissing at the light sting.

"Don't forget to put cooling balm on those after you shower", he hears in a low baritone voice
from behind him.
Whirling around in shock,he comes face to face with the man from one of scenes that caught
his eye last week.

"Hi",I'm Taehyung",he introduces, reaching out a hand.

Jimin blushes bright red,one hand reaching out for a handshake,the other covering his
modesty.
"Jimin",he whispers softly,feeling awkward.

"Well Jimin,you have a bangin bod",Taehyung says, eying him up and down before winking.
"You're Jackson's new sub right", he asks.

"Um,Yes,I mean no",Jimin rushes out nervously,"I mean,I think I was meant to be but he
couldn't make it", he rambles on,not quite believing he's having a conversation with a
stranger he just met,both naked as the day they were born.

"Then where did you get those? '',Taehyung asks with a smirk pointing to the mark littering
his flesh.
"Um,my Dom,Yoong i",the blonde replies blushing wildly,unable to stop the soft smile that
grace's his features.
Taehyung's jaw drops in shock,eyelids blinking comically.
"You're fucking with me",he balks.

"No I'm not",Jimin giggles.

"But Yoongi hyung hasn't taken on a sub in two years",the other whispers. "It's that bangin
bod",he gasps, "You bewitched him",he finishes in mock horror,sending the blonde into a fit
of giggles.

Looking him up and down once more he nods,"I can see why you're the one to break his dry
spell",he smirks once more. "I'm glad you showed up, it's gonna be good to see him scene
again",he smiles before walking into a stall while Jimin takes the one next to it.

The new sub feels giddy,happy at having made his first friend in the club.

At the bar,two pairs of wide eyes stare at Yoongi after his revelation of taking on a sub leaves
their jaws hanging.
Two more pairs of eyes look on smugly,drawing suspicion from Yoongi.

"You two don't seem the least bit surprised",he accuses.

"That's because we're not",Jin scoffs.

"Exactly,after you spent the whole evening drooling over him last week it was obvious you
were interested in him",Namjoon teases.

"I was not drooling,I was carefully observing",The Dom defends.

"He's right Joon,he was carefully observing",Jin butts in,"observing from behind a raging
boner,Your words not mine",he laughs turning to the club owner.

"Jesus christ, it's not like that, I'm just teaching him the lifestyle",he growls.

"You have a sub, for real",Jk asks",wide doe eyes crinkling at the sides,"That's great
hyung",he smiles."We're happy to see you taking a step forward",Hoseok adds with a twinkle
in his eye,patting the club older on the back.

"Thanks",he grumbled,hating having so much attention on him.

"This calls for a drink",Namjoon says,turning to fetch a bottle of Yoongi's favorite whiskey
and some shot glasses.

"C'mon no,now you're making it awkward it's not a big deal ",the Dom groans in
exasperation,looking around to see his friend group,each of them holding a shot glass.

"Fine",he grunts,giving in and raising his glass before downing it,all the rest following suit.

"You guys are having shots without us",they hear from behind them.
Turning,they see Taehyung step into the group,leaving Jimin standing alone and feeling like
an outsider.

Having so many sets of eyes on him has the new sub shuffling nervously on his feet,his
cheeks reddening under their scrutiny.

Feeling a hand grip his wrist he looks up,locking gazes with Yoongi who moves to stand
beside him.

"Everyone,this is Jimin,my uh....my Sub",he announces.

"It's nice to meet you all",Jimin says,bowing politely and receiving the same in return.

The next ten minutes are spent on introduction and Yoongi begging Taehyung not to be a bad
bratty influence on his Sub.

"That is highly offensive,I am a dream Sub,Tell him Kookie",Taehyung whisper shouts.

"Here we go",Jin scoffs,settling into a bar stool,Hoseok taking the one next to him.

"Careful baby, You're already in thin ice,address me correctly",Jungkook orders.

"I'm not sure how to address you,what kind of Dom is named kookie,Seriously",Taehyung
scoffs with a raised brow.

Striding over to his sub with steely determination,Jungkook grips his chin harshly.

"Address me correctly",he orders again.

Smirking cheekily the sub replies,"Make me".

"You know I will",the Dom fires back.

"Then what are you waiting for",the cheeky sub teases.

The Yelp that leaves his lips as he's hauled over his Dom's shoulder has the group
laughing,all except for Jimin who looks on in shock as the Dom strides over towards the
scene area.

"What's gonna happen to him?",Jimin gasps.

"Probably something similar to what you saw last week",Yoongi tells him.
"Taehyung has proven to be a handful for many Dom's in the past,but he's met his match with
Jungkook",he finishes.

"What do you mean?",Jimin asks curiously.

"Taehyung is a brat,but Jungkook is one of the best brat tamers on the scene",Hoseok tells
him with a smirk,just as a loud moan and cry of "I'm sorry Master",reaches their ears
Jimin blushes,eyes going wide in realization as he says,"Jungkook is his master,they're a
couple".

"Mhmm",Jin hums,"they're exceptionally good together,the envy of most of the club

members".

"That's cute",Jimin says smiling shyly,the others nodding along as the sound of Taehyung's
moans and the clap of a paddle meeting skin fills the area.

"You'll get used to all the distractions with time",Yoongi smirks as he takes the cuffs from his
belt.
Sitting on a bar stool he pulls Jimin to stand between his spread legs,taking his wrists and
placing the cuffs on them.Checking carefully that they're not too tight.

"Do you need me to rub cooling balm anywhere",he asks sincerely while his sub stares at
him,taking in his handsome features from up close.

"Yes please Sir",he whispers knowing full well he had already done so on Taehyung's advice.

Pulling Jimin even closer,he reaches for the bag on the stool next to him,taking out a tube of
gel.
Slowly,he starts to unbutton Jimin's shirt.

Jimin grips the Doms hands tight to stop him,his eyes wide open as he squeaks,"You're gonna
do it here?,the club is full!".

Yoongi's eyes darken, a smirk tugging at his lips.

"I'll be doing a lot more than this to you in the coming weeks' ',he drawls,pulling a gasp from
the blonde.

Jimin doesn't move,holding the Dom's gaze while his cat-like eyes darken further,"Remove
your hands Kitten",he orders,voice low and gravely.

The weight of the cuffs,the pet name,the gravelly voice,they pull him under a fog, his
submissive nature feeding on the dominance that rolls off of the club owner.
Dropping his hands to the side,his shoulders sag as he gives himself over for his Dom to
guide.

Yoongi's breath hitches at how fast the blonde falls,learning very quickly that Jimin is truly a
sub at heart.
"Very good Kitten,now keep your hands by your sides,understand?",he asks.

"Yes Sir",Jimin replies softly as his dom exposes his reddened chest.

Eye level with Jimin's tender skin,Yoongi see's the result of their earlier scene up close,his
member twitching to life as he runs his hands upwards from Jimin's stomach,brushing over
his nipples and past his chest,up under the shirt that rests on his shoulders.

Pulling his Sub forward,his lips latch around a pert sensitive nipple drawing a shocked gasp
from Jimin.
The moment his tongue makes contact with the subs nipple his movements stop.Gaze flicking
up he sees the blonde with his eyes closed,mouth open slightly.

Jimins head lolls to the side, breaths deepening in anticipation,and Yoongi doesn't disappoint.

Smirking,the Dom dives in for more,tongue laving over the erect bud while a hand moves
down to gently roll the other between his thumb and forefinger.

Jimin whimpers,one of his hands shooting up to grip Yoongi's head and keep it in place.
Yoongi's teeth graze and nip at the sensitive flesh before sucking harshly.

Jimin chokes on a gasp,eyes glazing over as the Dom lands a smack to his thigh.
Rising to his feet,he grips Jimin's chin,staring at him deeply before saying with a smug smile,

"Where did I tell you to keep your hands?".

"I'm sorry It was just so-

"Where kitten?",he growls darkly.

"M-my side Sir",Jimin gulps,his heartbeat going haywire.

"Hands behind your back",Yoongi orders with a lopsided grin,the sub doing so immediately.

Reaching behind,he locks the leather cuffs together.

Jimin gasps when he realizes how immobile he is,completely defenseless,helpless against the
Dom before him.

It sends blood rushing straight to his cock,his breaths turning erratic as Yoongi takes his seat
back on the barstool and pulls him right between his legs.Their aching lengths press together
harshly tearing a stuttered moan from Jimin's throat, his head falling back.

Yoongi nips and licks at his chest,taking his time to savor his sub,the blonde's reactions
sending a heady rush of power and adrenaline through him.
The Dom grinds his crotch into Jimins repeatedly groaning at the friction before taking his
face in his hands.

"I need to stop right now,before I bend you over the bar and take you infront of everyone",he
grunts,one final harsh thrust pulling a high pitched moan from a panting Jimin.

Taking the gel tube from the counter,the aroused Dom takes his time spreading it over Jimin's
chest, taking extra care to rub with a featherlight gentleness over his tender nipples.

"I presume you don't need your thighs done too,seeing as you've already applied the gel
yourself",Yoongi says,lips tilting up at one side as he watches Jimin's face morph from
arousal to shock.

"How did you know",he whispers,feet shuffling awkwardly.

"You taste like aloe vera gel",the Dom chuckles."You were dishonest with me Kitten",he
drawls.

Jimin shakes his head from left to right"No I wasn't Sir",he rushes out in panic,knowing how
important honesty is here.

"You asked if I wanted you to put cooling gel on me and I did",he finishes,looking at his feet.

"Ah but you had already done it",Yoongi teases lightly,letting his sub know all is well.

"Ah but that's not what you asked",Jimin teases back softly before admitting,

"I just like how your hands feel on me Sir".

Yoongi is taken aback by the shy confession.

Reaching around,he unhooks the cuffs,taking Jimins arms and rubbing them up and down to
avoid any stiffness from being restrained behind his back.

"I like how you feel under my hands too Kitten",he finally responds smugly,before seating
Jimin beside him and ordering them drinks,his own confession sending heat to Jimins cheeks.

The rest of the night is spent mostly introducing Jimin to regular members of the club,
showing him around to different scenes that were taking place,answering any questions he
had,steering him away from the sadist's wing when a knife play scene proves too much for
Jimin to handle.

Sitting together towards the end of the night,Yoongi turns to face Jimin,one arm around his
shoulder he says,
"I wanted to go easy on you tonight, especially after our first scene,but I want you to try
something for me".

Jimin stares at him wide eyed with interest as he whispers a soft,"what is it".

"I want you to kneel for me",his Dom demands,eyes darkening in arousal.

Jimin swallows harshly,before dropping slowly to his knees.A gracefulness in his movements
unlike Yoongi has ever seen.

Leaning over,gripping Jimin's chin he tells him,

"You've done well tonight Kitten,in the coming weeks I'm going to find out exactly what
makes you tick", he says in a low raspy tone,eyes swimming with promise

"When I'm done with you there'll be no doubt in either of our minds, how exactly you like to
be fucked,I'll wreck you in every way imaginable until you can't take it anymore, until you
can't tell where your body ends and mine begins,I'm gonna turn your world inside out Jimin",
he ends on a whisper,before leaving a soft kiss on the subs forehead,a breathy whimper
reaching his ears making his dick twitch.

Jimin stares at him,eyes blown open and glassy,his breaths a series of shallow pants.
Arousal floods Yoingi seeing once again, just how fast the blonde surrenders to his
submissive nature, to him.

Jimin whimpers as he feels the Doms hand press his head gently to rest on his thigh.
He feels safe like this,cared for,owned.The long fingers gently caressing through his hair a
constant reminder that Yoongi is near,keeping a watchful eye on him.

"Thank you for taking care of me tonight Sir",he whispers softly,surprising the Dom with his
thoughtfulness once again.

"Thank you for trusting me to do so", Yoongi whispers back,a sudden rush if warmth
flooding him as he gazes at the delicate form kneeling at his feet.Thankful that this little sub
agreed to submit to him,a sense of peace settling over him for the first time in two years.

Jimin closes his eyes as that same sense if peace wraps around him, a soft content smile
settling on both of their lips in anticipation of the journey ahead of them.

❤⛓❤⛓❤⛓❤⛓❤

Jimin wakes the next morning feeling just as tired as when he had fallen asleep,now
understanding Yoongi's final words to him the night before.

"Take the rest of the weekend to rest,You'll be surprised how much you'll need it after
tonight", he had said.

He was right of course,the emotional toll of constantly being on edge,the tension between
them rising and dipping throughout the evening had left him mentally exhausted.

The physical toll of being restrained and flogged leaving him with stiff aching muscles and
tender flesh.

The only thing he planned on doing today was to drag himself to the clinic to be tested,the
Dom having explained to him that it was a health and safety protocol for club members to be
tested before engaging in any activities with a new partner,and once a month thereafter.

Stretching his limbs,he groans feeling his shoulders pop before getting up to make his way to
the shower.

After a light breakfast he's out the door,dreading his clinic visit but also wanting to get it over
with as soon as possible.The ordeal being as just as awkward as expected.

Shooting off a text to his Dom afterwards he rages,

Pjm: 😠 A heads up next time would be great 🤯

Myg: In relation to?

Pjm: Some random person sticking a swap in my dick.SHE WAS NOT GENTLE 😥
Myg: It was a nurse not a random person,you'll live 😂

Pjm: Have you been to get yours done yet?

Myg: Leaving in 20 minutes.

Pjm: Good..I hope your swab gets stuck.."SIR" 😒

Yoongi splutters coffee all over his white shirt as a hearty laugh leaves his chest.

"Do you need a bib?"Jin offers with an amused chuckle.

"I think he's gonna give Taehyung a run for his money",he laughs,in disbelief at Jimin's
outburst.

"How so?",Jin questions the club owner,helping to mop up the spill.

Sliding his phone over the kitchen counter,Yoongi watches as Jin's face scrunches up in
laughter.

"Fuck,I think you might be right, those two subs are gonna be a nightmare together",he
grins."You think you're up for the challange.

"Am I up to the challenge of putting him in his place,..absolutely",Yoongi smirks,shooting a

quick reply to his sub.

Myg: We'll see how brave you are Friday night,...brat 😏

Pjm: Now now,any relationship we are to have is strictly club related,I'm off the clock,
"Sir" 😋

Myg: See you Friday kitten 😏⛓ 🍑👋

Jimin giggled,cheeks flushing pink as he brings his phone to his chest with both hands.He
hadn't been expecting this playful side to his Dom but he likes it,a bit too much if he's honest.
It feels invigorating to have someone he shares such intimate interests with.

Getting into his car,he looks forward to getting a few hours of much needed sleep,his mood
light,excitement and happiness radiating from him as he thinks,"I wonder how he'll make me
pay for that outburst,".

❤⛓❤⛓❤⛓❤⛓❤

Friday rolls around even slower than it did the previous week.Yoongi had emailed a copy of
his results to Jimin for his own records,the sub returning an email with a copy of his own to
be added to his file.

Their contact during the week had been minimal.

The Dom checks up on Jimin's emotional wellbeing from time to time,reminding Jimin that
he could back out at any time.

Pjm: I'm not going anywhere until you've taught me everything you know 😋

Myg: Good to know Peach 😏

Pjm : Peach?

Myg: Mhmm,Peach 🍑
Pjm: 😳😌

Myg: See you tomorrow Kitten 😏

Pjm: Yes "Sir" 😉

Jimin blushes on his way to the club,though they haven't spent a whole lot of time
together,there's a definite chemistry between them that he's never felt with anyone else.

Pulling into the club parking lot he turns off the ignition.Resting his head on the steering
wheel he forces himself to take a few steadying breaths.
"Don't catch feelings",he whispers to himself, knowing that with Min Yoongi,it's a slippery
slope,of which he's already teetering on the edge.

Stepping out of his car,he half walks half skips his way down to the floor of the
club,anticipating singing through his veins as the heavy sultry base of the music attempts to
hypnotize him.

Spotting Jin,he waves and makes his way over to him.

"Jimin,it's good to see you,you'll be happy to know the swab didn't get stuck",he announces
with a cheeky grin.

"I- wha-...he told you",Jimin asks in shock,blushing as a light nervous giggle escapes him in
the Dom's comforting presence.

"More like I had to mop up the coffee he spat all over the counter",he tells the sub,laughing
as Jimin's mouth drops open.

"I'd hide if I were you,he plans to make you pay,agonizingly slowly",he whispers in Jimin's
ear,the younger audibly gulping as a tremor runs through him.

"Oh look,here he comes now",Jin adds smugly, causing the sub to turn around.

Seeing his Dom for the first time in a week has his heart flip in his chest,butterflies bursting
through his tummy.The amused look on the club owner's face sends a shiver through his
body.
Seeing his sub,a dark brooding look takes over the Doms' features.Jimin feels rooted to the
spot,unable to tear his eyes away from Yoongi.
"He's so fucking hot",he thinks to himself as the club owner steps closer and closer.

Turning on his heels,Jimin runs.

"Kitten stop",Yoongi orders in a low growl,Jimin's knee's wobble under his harsh command
though he refuses to listen. Giggling,he looks around for the darkest hiding spot,running into
a secluded corner for shelter,stopping dead at the sight before him.

"Hoseok has a sub bent over the sofa,Namjoons length stuffed in his mouth while Hoseok
plows into his ass.

Jimin feels his face heat up as he utters out a shocked apology,right before he feels a large
hand grip the nape of his neck,pulling him back against a strong broad chest of muscle.

"You shouldn't have fucking ran kitten",Yoongi purrs in his ear,"and to think i was gonna go
easy on you tonight".The soft whisper along with the harsh grip has Jimin's cock spring to
life at record speed.

Using his free hand,the Dom unhooks Jimin's cuffs from his belt,snapping them into place on
his subs wrists one after the other,before locking them together.
Nibbling softly at the skin below Jimin's ear,he presses closer to him,arms wrapping around
his waist.

"You're in so much trouble, kitten",he growls in his ear,before walking around him,pulling
him forward by his cuffed hands.

"Let's put on a little show,shall we?".

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 Chapter 3
Chapter Summary

Yoongi teaches Jimin not to disobey him.Jimin overhears a conversation that was never
intended for his ears.

Yoongi guides Jimin up the steps of the scene area,the subs cheeks burning in realization that
anyone will be able to see them should they look their way.

"You ticked maybe on public nudity and sex,I'm gonna test that theory right now",Yoongi
rumbles.

"I,but we-.. are you gonna do me right here",Jimin whimpers.

A loud smack rings through the air as Yoongi's hand makes contact with Jimin's peachy
ass,drawing a gasped whine from him.Gripping the flesh of his ass harshly,the Dom softly
licks his way up his subs adams apple.

Sweeping a hand up Jimin's torso to grip around his throat, he tells the blonde in a low
gravelly rumble,

"Address me correctly Kitten".

"I'm sorry Sir",Jimin responds shakily,eyes glazing over as arousal and a deep rooted desire
to please his Dom take over him.

"I'm not gonna fuck you Kitten,you don't deserve my cock after the stunt you just pulled",he
chuckles,gripping Jimins hair and tugging it back harshly.
Crowding his trembling sub,he walks him backwards to the wall,pressing his body hard
against Jimin's; he grinds harshly against him.

"Gripping his chin,he leans in close,dark eyes locked on Jimin's as Dominance rolls off of
him in waves,
"But I promise you,by the time I'm done here,you'll be begging for me to split you open on
my cock".

Jimin whines,puffs of air leaving his parted lips as his head spins.

"I was just gonna tease you a little,maybe give you a light flogging after your sassy attitude
over the phone,Fuck,I was even gonna let you cum",Yoongi chuckles darkly.

Jimin gasps,eyes wide as his head tips back, hitting the wall behind him. His heartbeat
thunders in his ears as the Dom speaks into his earpiece.
"Jin, could you bring my bag", he asks politely, a complete contrast to the brooding tension
that had rolled off of him seconds before.

Seeming pleased with whatever reply he got he turns to the blonde.

"Strip",he orders, eyeing Jimin from head to toe.

He's full on trembling with nervous exhilaration, his cuffs rattling together with the force of
his confusion and anxiety as tears build in his eyes.

"Kitten,look at me", Yoongi orders,``you can use your safeword at any time,even right now if
you wish",he reassures gently,his large hand coming up to brush away a stray tear.

"Do you want to stop",he asks,taking in the slight tinge of fear in his subs eyes.

Jimin thinks about it for a moment,he could stop this right now,he knows that,his anxiety of
being naked and used in full view of everyone threatens to spill more tears from his orbs.

"I want to continue",he whispers,head bowed as his cheeks heat up.

"You don't have to do this",Yoongi tells him,placing his hands gently on his shoulders and
bending slightly to look into his subs downturned eyes,"I won't think any less of you if you
back out".

"I know Sir, but, I want to do this,this is why I'm here, I'm just nervous about being seen but
if I do it now, then I wont be so nervous the next time. I feel like the longer I wait the scarier
it will be", he rushes out with a pout that has the Dom itching to run his thumb over his
plump lips.

"My brave Kitten,you continue to surprise me", Yoongi admits softly, a fond look in his eyes.

"Now strip",he tells him darkly, circling around him as the blonde slowly starts to peel his
clothes from his trembling form. As more planes of smooth as silk skin are exposed, Yoongi's
pulse thunders in his ears.

Jimin's body is a fucking sculpture, he's so toned, his thighs drawing the Doms eyes
downwards as he clenches his fists, holding back from diving in and marking them up with
his teeth.
Slowly drawing his eyes up his form, his mouth waters, his breathing deepens. e
Eyes darkening, his mind screams at him to take the sub right there on the floor, hard and
fast.

Shaking the thought from his head, he notices Jimin's hands stop at the waistline of his briefs.

"Do you need help", he asks with a smirk, his wide eyed sub nodding bashfully.

Yoongi stalks forward slowly, letting anticipation build in the blonde before sinking to one
knee in front of him.
Palming at the strong thighs in front of him, he leans in and nips at the flesh.
Leaving a trail of purple bruises and teeth marks in his wake, he reaches up and drags the
briefs down Jimin's thighs.
Looking up,he coo's softly seeing both of Jimin's hands covering his face.
Leaving a soft trail of kisses from his hip to his navel,he gently runs his hands along his
sides.

Standing to full height he takes a step back,observing his sub with fire in his eyes.

"Hands by your sides", he orders, and Jimin slowly complies, eyes rooted to the ground.

"Look at me", he orders next, as his sub whimpers and slowly raises his gaze.

"You're a fucking vision", Yoongi tells him, chest heaving with arousal.
"Never be ashamed of your body, you're perfect, so beautiful",he praises, slowly walking
around the blonde before a sharp intake of breath is heard.

"Jesus fucking christ",Yoongi growls,before gripping Jimins ass.

Massaging the flesh with both hands, he bends down behind him, nipping at the flesh, laving
his tongue over the bites as shaky gasps leave Jimin's lips.
Pulling his cheeks apart, he dives in. Licking a long stripe over his rim, the sub squeaks,
hiding behind his hands again.

Jimin hears it before he feels it, the harsh clap of Yoongi's hand against his ass, the flesh
jiggling causing Yoongi to growl low in his chest.
Standing he walks around to face his sub again.
"I said hands by your side did I not",he smirks.

"I'm sorry Sir", Jimin whimpers as his Dom tugs him forward towards the massage table in
the center of their scene space.

""Up", Yoongi orders, coaxing Jimin to climb up, the new trembling sub to relax as he settles
back.

"Scoot down,ass in the edge", Yoongi demands, and Jimin complies immediately.

Yoongi walks to the head of the table,pulling out a spreader bar from underneath and
attaching it in place. Taking Jimin's wrists,he cuffs him to the bar, arms flat on the surface of
the massage table as they are locked shoulder width apart above his head.

Hearing a whistle,Yoongi turns his head, walking forward toward the steps he takes his bag
from Jin who holds it out to him. Noticing the crowd gathered he asks, ``what's going on?".

"Everyone is intrigued, they want to finally see you in action again", Jin smirks.

Yoongi nods, his lip caught between his teeth as he contemplates his next move. Walking
back to Jimin, his heart clenches. The sub looks terrified as he trembles where he lays, his
eyes watery.
He had deliberately chosen the scene furthest from view, for Jimin's sake. Intending to ease
him into public nudity, he hadn't anticipated the club goers showing such interest in their
scene.

"They can all see me", Jimin whispers, bottom lip wobbling.

"Yes,they can", Yoongi confirms honestly, refusing to sugarcoat anything.

He reaches to gently caress his subs cheek, then running his fingers through his blonde silky
locks he adds,
"But you've seen most of them in similar situations too, and remember you have your
safeword, do you want to stop", he asks gently.

Looking out into the crowd, Jimin locks eyes with Taehyung who looks at him with concern.
Making a motion to take a deep breath, Jimin copies him, feeling some of the tension leave
him as the other sub gives him a thumbs up.
Spotting the exchange, Yoongi smiles softly between the two.

"What do you want to do, Kitten. What are you comfortable with", Yoongi asks softly, still
caressing his hair, comforting his sub.

Jimin looks at him for a moment before steely determination pushes him to reply bravely,
"I want to continue".

"Because you like how my hands feel on you?", Yoongi asks teasingly, an echo of Jimin's
words to him the week before.

"Yes, I like how your hands feel on me Sir",Jimin nods bashfully.

Standing back, the Dom an endeared smile parts Yoongi's lips. He walks to the front of the
scene, and in a display unheard of since his club opened, pulls the sheer white curtains
closed, affording his brave sub a hint of privacy. Though still visible through the curtains,
their scene is now blurred to those on the other side by the thin barrier of cloth. Picking his
gearbag off the floor, the Dom returns to his sub and places it on a side table next him.

"Thank you, Sir," Jimin blinks up at him, his eyes round, visibly relaxing under the Dom's
gaze and that one look Jimin gives him, so full of trust, has warmth blooming in Yoongi's
chest. A small, yet much needed burst of confidence in his abilities, weaves around him,
singing through his veins.

" You're, welcome Kitten. Now tell me, Does any of this seem familiar to you", he smirks,
pulling thigh cuffs from his bag.

Jimin's eyes widen as a flash of Taehyung and Jungkook's scene from two week ago plays out
in his head.
His whimper "Yes Sir", sets Yoongi into action, the Dom's breathing turning heavier at
Jimin's response.
The blonde's pretty length twitches and bobs thickly against his abdomen,a bead of precum
dribbling out of the slit.

Dark eyes trail over his body as Yoongi moves to stand between his legs. Calloused hands
move his ankles into place, cuffing them to the table.The club owner then clicks the thigh
cuffs in place, attaching them to the ankle cuffs, keeping his sub completely spread open and
immobile.

Jimin breathes heavily through his nose while attempting to move,quickly finding it
pointless. His Dom bends down to place gentle kisses and harsh bites over his thighs. One
particularly harsh bite draws a mewl from the blonde as his Dom reaches up to flick and
torment his nipple.

Jimin tries to close his legs but they don't budge, the sub whining in nervous anticipation at
what his Dom has in store for him as they lock eyes.
Dark orbs hungrily drink him in, desire the sub has never seen in them making his skin
prickle and blood roar through his veins.

Taking a mini flogger from his bag, Yoongi steps closer looking down into Jimin's eyes
before telling him sincerely,

"You're fucking breathtaking Kitten".

With that, he brings the flogger down lightly over Jimin's chest and stomach, graceful criss
cross motions as he flicks his wrist left and right.

Jimin's gasps fill the air, attempting to pull free from his restraints with no luck.He can't
move, has to take what Yoongi gives him.The thought has his mind go fuzzy as his aching
length twitches and leaks, begging for attention. The flogger comes down harshly on his
nipple, a hitched breath catching in his throat as Yoongi soothingly caresses the tingling flesh.

Yoongi watches in awe as Jimin writhes in place, head thrown back, eyes screwed shut,
mouth open as moans and stuttered cries of ecstasy fill the air with each impact of the flogger
on his tingling flesh.

He's so beautiful on any given day, but when he gives in to his passion he's ethereal.

A rush of adrenaline roars in Yoongi's veins. Dropping the flogger he leans in and sucks a
tender nipple into his mouth, soothing it with his tongue before moving onto the next one,
groaning as he feels Jimin tremble under his touch.

The groan goes straight to the blonde sub's cock,more precum leaking out to pool below his
navel.
Gripping the subs hips, Yoongi grinds his aching bulge against Jimins ass, drawing a mewled
"oh fuck" from the blonde as his breathing deepens.

Slapping at the bare flesh of the blonde's thigh, Yoongi chuckles a "language kitten",before
gripping Jimin's length, stroking it teasingly.
Grinding into his ass repeatedly Yoongi thinks he could come like this in less than a minute
as grunts and groans leave him,head tipping back as pure want and need roar in his veins.

With a harsh thrust he pulls away, drawing a whimpered "please", from his panting sub.

"What was it you said last week?, You hope the swap gets stuck I believe?!", Yoongi grins
devilishly,rolling a nipple between his thumb and forefinger.

"Well I sure as shit hope these don't get stuck Kitten", he rumbles,pulling a long string if
thick anal beads from his bag.
Laying them across Jimin's stomach,he pops the cap open on the lube he has at hand,
smearing a generous amount on his fingers and Jimin's pretty pink hole.

The cold sensation makes the blonde clench and whine,panting as a worried "Sir wait",
tumbles from his lips.

"Are you safewording",his Dom asks cautiously.

"Nooo -ahhh please", he cries out feeling a wet finger circle his rim.

"You do not have permission to come", Yoongi says with a smirk as he pushes the digit in
slowly past the tight ringing muscle,letting the blonde adjust.

The intrusion causes Jimin to clench,locking wide eyes with his Dom as a series of gasped
pants leave him breathless.

Yoongi's dick hurts,it fucking hurts from seeing his sub so lost in ecstasy, head thrashing
from side to side, mouth open, his moans ringing in his ears.

But mostly it hurts from the tight suction around one damn finger. Jimin is so fucking tight it
has Yoongi's breathe heave from his chest as he groans against Jimins bent knee,the warm
puff of air against sensitive skin causing a glob of precum to leak into the subs stomach.

Pressing his finger in further draws needy mewls from Jimin as Yoongi squirts more lube
around his hole, withdrawing just to add a second finger,pushing in deep and brushing against
the subs prostate.

The reaction is shocking.

Jimin wails as his body convulses in shock, hips attempting to buck and squirm away from
the intensity that burns through him.

"S-stop, Sir stop, m'gonna cum",he cries out brokenly, his thighs trembling from the force of
pleasure rushing through him.

Yoongi stills his movement, placing a warm hand on Jimin's abdomen while his fingers rest
deep in his hole, a frown marring his features.

"Jimin, have you never had your prostate stimulated before?",he asks warily.
"Nooo,my fingers,they're too short", he breathes out,embarrassment and self consciousness
overcoming him.
Leaning in close,Yoongi smirks happily before promising,
"Oh Kitten,I'm about to rock your fucking world.

Circling his fingers around the blonde's prostate slowly, he draws a long lingering staccato of
broken moans from the sub who tries to move away from the overwhelming sensation.
His hands tug harshly on his binds as he struggles and squirms,limbs trembling.

Yoongi presses down harder on his stomach,large hand splayed out over clammy skin as he
orders his sub in a low demanding tone,
"Stop moving,just feel it".

Rocking his hand gently, the Doms long knuckly fingers scissors him open before returning
to their blinding torture.

"I can't,please", Jimin sobs,eyes squeezing shut as his teeth clench,tears gathering in his eyes.

"Yes you can,tell me when you're close",Yoongi orders breathily, his own senses heightened
by the thick air of arousal between them.

Pulling out slowly,The Dom pushes back in hard and fast, zoning in on the sensitive bundle
of nerves repeatedly as Jimin throws his head back, arching as much as he can against his
binds before a shrill cry breaks out of him,
"m'gonna cum", he sobs in desperate stuttered gasps.

"So fucking beautiful Kitten", Yoongi breathes out as he removes his thick fingers from his
subs suffocating heat.

The praise has Jimin's hole clenching as he whines,wide watery eyes following the Doms
movements as he reaches into his bag, pulling out a small packet.

Smiling devilishly, he ruos it open before very slowly dragging a cock ring down his subs
dribbling length. Leaning down to suckle on the head,tongue swirling around the tip while his
sub cries out for more.

"You'll take what I decide to give you Kitten",Yoongi growls low in his chest.

Taking the twitching length on his hand, he gives it a few strong strokes, Jimin's choked
breaths filling his ears. The blonde twitches where he lays, attempting to move away from the
touch but held in place by his binds, and his Dom's dark hungry eyes.

The power Yoongi has over him causes his head to swim while his breathing deepens, the
overload of sensations melding together and clouding his mind.
White noise fills his ears when he feels a cold sensation rubbing against his rim before a little
pop.

He whines uncontrollably as Yoongi begins to feed the anal beads past his tight ring of
muscle. A series of sobs litter the air feeling each circular orb press against,then past his
abused sensitive prostate.

"I can't,please Sir,m'gonna come",he cries out as a sudden high rushes towards him.

"No you won't",Yoongi chuckles,tapping on the cock ring,making the oozing length twitch
and bob at the light touch, desperate for friction.

Jimin breathes heavily through his nose now while his Dom continues his push and pull
motion with the beads,heat prickling him all over.

"Fuck,I wanna wreck you so fucking bad", Yoongi growls, his head swimming with want.

He leaves the beads lodged in Jimin's twitching hole.

The need to release never burned so hot in him,his balls ache, the wet patch on his briefs
threatening to stain through his pants.

His palms are clammy as he reaches down to unzip his trousers. Hissing, he frees his
throbbing length, a low grunt reaching Jimin's ears as his Dom grips himself, head thrown
back, eyes closed, mouth parted on a low groan.
The image is enough to draw needy whimpers from his sub.

That catches Yoongi's attention, a smirk forming on his lips as he presses his hard length
between Jimins spread cheeks, thrusting harshly against the anal beads that poke out of the
blondes clenching rim.

"Fuck", gonna cum all over your ass like this Kitten", he groans.
The sensation of the sensitive underside of his cock running over and back along the
remaining exposed beads has low deep moans spilling from the Doms throat as he grinds
harshly against Jimin's tight hole.

The sub chokes back sobs. He pulls on his binds,overloaded with a heavy need to cum.

The grinding of his Dom's cock tugs and pushes at the beads with every motion,stimulating
his prostate repeatedly as the subs pleasured cries raise in intensity.
It goes on forever,the Dom stopping and starting repeatedly, drawing both their pleasure out
intensely.

"Sir please",Jimin wails, tears forming on his lashes,"N-need to cum,please", he gasps.

"No",the club owner orders darkly, a particularly harsh grind sending another bead popping
into place,leading to a bead further inside brushing harshly into Jimin's prostate.

"Aahh,please I need it,I need to cum so bad Sir please", he sobs, begging for mercy but
getting none as the Dom reaches for his bag and pulls out a wand.

Setting it to the highest setting he locks eyes with his sub, the desire to tease and torment
overtaking him.
Yoongi brings the wand down, pressing it against the sensitive underside of his trembling
subs length, its effect instantaneous.
Jimins body thrashes as much as his binds will allow, the tortured cries of pleasure that leave
him have audible gasps ring out from their audience.

Yoongi thinks he's in heaven, his sub is fucking stunning, so vocal, so passionate, so
appealing in every way imaginable, so much so that the Dom feels his high rush forward.

Stilling his movement, he lifts the wand from Jimin's length, giving his sub a moment to
catch his breath.

The blonde is twitching in place, eyes glossy as he feels his Dom's hands caress him all over.

"Please Sir", he sobs, need coursing through him like a tidal wave.

"Take me, please",he chokes out.

And fuck,that requests tear's at Yoongi's soul. But he can't reward a disobedient sub.

Grinding harshly once again he growls,

"Do you think you deserve my cock", pace quickening as his sub draws his pleasure to new
heights with his stuttered moans.

"N-no, m'bad", he cries, tears flowing from his wide blown eyes as the sound of the wand's
vibrations reach his ears,a pitiful whine escaping him.

"I'm sorry Sir I'm so sorry" he sobs in shock as Yoongi quickly removes the cock ring before
pressing the wand harshly against his aching twitching length once more.
He grinds hard against Jimin, his own low groans filling the air, his big hands gripping small
hips,whilst still holding the wand against the head of the blondes throbbing length.

The sensation of beads stimulating Yoongi's cock as they brush against him has him grind
harder, faster against Jimin, the constant tug and press of beads on his soft spongy bundle of
nerves blinding the sub as a loud lingering wail spills from his hoarse throat.

"I'm gonna,I-....".

Yoongi's balls tighten almost painfully. His sub is a babbling crying mess and he hasn't even
fucked him yet.
"You're gonna fall apart beautifully on my cock kitten",he groans. "Gonna pull every last
drop of cum out of you".

"PLEASE I CAN'T",the blonde wails brokenly, head thrown back in pleasured torture, his
Doms words being the end of him.

"Fuck",Yoongi growls.The vision of his sub so beautifully on the edge of release, head
thrown back as the veins in his neck bulge has him hurtling towards his own edge.

"Cum", he orders harshly, staring as Jimin's facial expression twists in pleasure. "Cum for
me, Now".
The broken sob that leaves the blonde has Yoongi's dick spasm and spurt hot ropes of cum all
over Jimin's ass and thighs. His rough low groans mingling with Jimin's high keening mewls
has the sub releasing as he paints his stomach and chest,tear's falling in a steady flow from
his eyes.

Breathing deep and heavy, Yoongi's hands roam gently all over Jimin's body to soothe his
trembling form.
Reaching into his bag he pulls out a towel, cleaning their bodies before slowly removing the
beads from Jimin's pink rim.

The sensation pulls gasped sobs from Jimin as his length spurts another weak release,his
thighs twitching as oversensitivity rocks through him.

"Fuck,I'm sorry, shit you're so sensitive Kitten",Yoongi groans in awe while his sub cries
where he lays.

Petting him gently, he uncuffs him and helps him dress while the groggy blonde clings to
him, face buried between his neck and shoulder,his whole body shuddering uncontrollably.

Cleaning up quickly,he then takes his sub in his arms and carries him down the steps towards
the sofas.

Jimin whimpers in his hold, clinging tighter as dizziness overtakes him.

"Its ok I've got you", Yoongiwhispers into his ear as he settles the sub on his lap. Running
gentle fingers through his hair he places a kiss to his temple while the blonde snuggles into
his embrace.

"How are you feeling?"he asks in concern, worrying that he took things too far too soon.

"Like my bones have melted", comes Jimin's reply in a soft airy content tone.

Relief floods the club owner as he takes in Jimin's tired pouting features.

"Rest for now Kitten,I'll be right here with you", he whispers in his ear as Jimin's soft sniffles
die out into gentle snores, exhaustion overtaking him.

Jin approaches with a soft warm blanket,helping to wrap it around the sleeping sub as he
smiles gently between the two.

"That was intense", he whispers,"It's good to know you haven't lost your touch, though it was
interesting to see you lose yourself with him, you've never gotten off with a new sub so soon
before,what was that about",he smirks.

Running a hand through his hair, Yoongi tips his head back.
"Fuck,I don't even know,He just,...you have eyes don't you,and ears,he gives in to his desires
so easily,he doesn't second guess himself, He's submissive through and through. He just pulls
me in '', he admits, gazing at soft features on his sleeping subs face.

"Well he's pulled a lot of other Doms in too now after your little display, so you better put
your colors on his cuffs if you want him to be exclusively your sub", Jin informs him.
"He's in training", Yoongi growls, " I don't wanna tie myself down to anyone either so no".

"First of all, who the fuck are you trying to kid, you just spilled yourself all over him,You
only ever do that to mark a sub as yours", Jin scoffs.
"And secondly, no one knows he's a sub in training, so unless you want him tempted away,
think about his cuffs.

"I'm not gonna do that", Yoongi scoffs, ``This isn't a long term arrangement, he's free to
pursue any Dom he chooses once his training is complete".

"Alright, well I'll give you both time to settle",Jin answers in exasperation, getting up to leave
before turning with a smile,
"It's good to have you back",he says softly.

"It's good to be back", Yoongi replies, a content smile warming his features. A smile that
quickly gives way to a scowl with the unsettling realization that many pairs of eyes are
currently gazing longingly at the sub still snoring sleeping in his arms.

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While his sub rests peacefully, soft breaths puffing warm air along his throat, Yoongi takes
his time to process everything.
His mind flits over so many details before landing on the one that keeps jumping out at him.

Jimin's skin, its as soft as the purest silk.

So smooth and warm, it draws Yoongi's helpless lips to it even now as the dom leaves light
kisses from his temple down to his soft pink cheek.

Reaching up,he cups the cheek in his hand,gently running his thumb over the glowing flesh,
unable to tear his gaze away.

His stomach does a flip. Jimin's soft pouty lips make him want to keep him wrapped under
the blanket, safe in his arms. Maybe hide him away from the prying eyes of all the hungry
Doms that will no doubt vie for his attention now.

Sweeping soft lashes flutter lightly as Jimin stirs. The Dom cradles his face in his hand,
holding him closer as Jimin's soft lips brush against his Adam's apple. His half asleep form
tentatively licking at the milky flesh, sending a bolt of heat through Yoongi's entire body.

"Fuck,what are you doing to me", he whispers as Jimin settles down again,his soft snores
resuming.
No matter how hard he tries, he can't ignore the whirlwind of feelings the little blonde beauty
ignites in him. He's fucking terrified.

The urge to run, to hand him over into Jacksons care overwhelms him.
Running a frustrated hand through his hair he tips his head back against the backrest of the
sofa, jostling his sub and waking him.

"Shit sorry", he whispers,"go back to sleep".

"What's wrong",the blonde asks, picking up on Yoongi's change in mood,"You seem tense".

Taking a deep breath he steels himself, deciding blunt honesty is the best way to go before
saying,
"I'm not sure agreeing to this was a good idea for me".

Jimin stiffens in his hold, a pained look on his face as he removes himself from the Doms lap,
sitting beside, but apart from him.

"I'm sorry, I know I ran but I was just trying to be playful, I promise I won't do it again Sir",
he whispers, eyes on the floor as anxiety floods him.

"No Jimin look at me, its not that, and it's not you ok,I mean that,I just,..,fuck I dont
know",he huffs out.

Jimin looks into the Doms eyes,his own reflecting the same emotion.

"You're scared", he whispers softly, looking to his hands that fidget with the tag of the
blanket.

Yoongi's mouth opens but nothing comes out for a moment. Jimin is a dream, the ideal sub,
capable of reading his Dom just as much as his Dom can read him.

"I'm scared too",the blonde says,sadness evident in his tone,"but I'll work with Jackson if that
will make you feel better".

"That's the thing,It wouldn't,I think it would make me feel worse actually", Yoongi admits.

Turning, he looks at Jimin, gripping his chin softly before telling him,
"I can't give you anything more than this".

"I know,I understand, it's enough",he replies, though a soft voice in the back of his mind
supplies information he knows all too well already. That there will come a time when this is
not enough anymore.

"How are you feeling now", Yoongi asks, changing the subject to rid them of tension.

"Good, great actually", Jimin smiles lightly,"I was so stressed out all week over work but
after our scene I feel like the stress has melted away".

"Me too actually, until I started overthinking everything and stressed myself again", Yoongi
chuckles awkwardly.

"It's gonna be ok, I'm new to this, and you're practically a kink virgin all over again so there's
bound to be a few bumps along the way", Jimin says in a reassuring tone.

Yoongi loses all composure as he doubles over in laughter, gums on full display drawing a
gasp from the blonde.
"He's so beautiful when he laughs",he thinks to himself, staring as the Doms' blinding smile
makes everything around him fade into the background.

"You're so pretty", Jimin blurts out before a panicked look takes over his feature.
"I mean, you're smile ,it's..um..".

"It's ok relax", Yoongi says, his smile softening.

"Speaking of Virgins", he says turning serious for a moment, "I have to ask after your
reactions earlier",

"Are you",he asks,"are you a virgin".

Jimin's eyes bug out of his head.

"N-no",he answers in shock."I just haven't done it a lot",he admits as a blush.

"How much is not a lot?",the Dom questions.

Looking sheepish,Jimin holds up four fingers.

Yoongi clears his throat, eyes widening in shock. "Four times", he chokes out, taking a
moment to compose himself.
"Ok,ok,that's OK,I just don't understand how you've never had your prostate stimulated",he
says confused.

"Well it was always over really fast and he never did what you did",Jimin tells him in
defense.

"What do you mean?",the club owner frowns.

"With your fingers",Jimin answers,twirling his fingers in the air,"he never did that".

"He never prepped you",Yoongi growls "That selfish bastard".

"It's whatever,his dick was small anyway so I hardly felt it".

"You're practically a virgin then", Yoongi gulps.

"Ya I guess",Jimin smirks,"Still wanna pair me off with another Dom?",the sub asks,
wiggling his eyebrows.

"You're such a fucking brat",Yoongi growls playfully,pulling Jimin to lay across his lap,ass
on display as he lays 3 quick swats to it.

"Is that the best you got Sir",Jimin purrs,drawing a chortle of laughter from the Dom as he
grips Jimin's hair,
"I had you crying and begging to cum an hour ago,Yet you haven't even seen my best yet,do
you think you could handle another scene tonight",he taunts.
Jimin's eyes widen comically.
"N-no Sir",the blonde whimpers,even as his length twitches in his pants.

"Then I'd behave if I were you",Yoongi says in a low rumbling tone,eyes locked on the sub
that gazes so fondly at him.

"Yes Sir",Jimin smiles softly, keeping his position across the Doms lap.
Yoongi's hand caresses his ass gently,gripping a cheek in his large hand from time to time as
they spend the rest of the evening getting to know each other better.

Ignoring the curious eyes of many and the scenes playing out before them, they remain in
their own little bubble, oblivious to everything else around them.
The last thought on Yoongi's mind that night as he lays on his bed is Jimin, the cries that still
echo through his mind drawing a grunt from him as his length shoots white onto his chest.

❤⛓❤

Over the next three weeks,Yoongi and Jimin take part in many light scenes,Yoongi edging
him painfully with a dominance that takes over Jimin's whole being before letting him
release, the intensity sending him into oblivion.

Their aftercare always consists of Yoongi cuddling a dazed Jimin to sleep while he comes up
with excuses for why he should back off,putting a wall up between them that Jimin
detests.The sub has a gift for easing his Dom's worries each time by changing the topic to
light hearted teasing.

Yoongi has spent the last few weeks getting Jimin ready to take his cock,his size and the subs
lack of experience causing him many sleepless nights. The sleeping blonde,having quickly
gotten used to the butt plugs Yoongi insists on,now looks forward to their intrusion.

Yoongi,always putting Jimin's comfort and needs before his own,hasn't chased his own
release alongside the sub since their first public scene, blue-balling himself in Jimin's
presence each time much to the blonde's annoyance and the Dom's well concealed frustration.

Stirring awake to the sound of Yoongi's harsh tone,he unintentionally eavesdrops on a

conversation he's sure the Dom thinks he's unaware of.

"I said no to you three times already,back off.

"C'mon Min,You can't keep him all to yourself like that,I'm requesting a scene with him.
You're not even exclusive to each other,you haven't even altered his cuffs so what's the
problem".

"The problem is I said no already",Yoongi grumbles.

"Your own club rules state that if a sub is not exclusive to a Dom,they can be requested for a
scene.You're not interested in anything more than scening with him,but you're denying him
the possibility of a more meaningful Dom/sub relationship".
"Jimin feels Yoongi tense at that before a deep exhale leaves him.

"I have no intention of being exclusive with him,He's in training Seo-jin,he's new to
this.When his training is complete you are free to request a scene with him, but not before
then. You can let the others know",he snaps.

A dull ache sits heavy in Jimin's chest at his Dom's words.``Not your Dom,...a Dom",his
mind reminds him ,feeling his throat clog with emotion.

"Yoongi doesn't want him, even now, when he thought the club owner had started to relax
into their pairing more, he still doesn't want him.

Willing his tears away, he waits a few moments before sitting up. Feigning a stretch he
excuses himself and leaves for the restroom.

Once inside, his sadness pours out of him.Tears overwhelm him as he crouches down on the
floor, head in his knees as his arms hug around himself.

The tears are endless. He feels stupid. Yoongi had told him he couldn't offer him more and
yet he had still foolishly hoped for just that. Sniffles and sobs fill the bathroom just as a stall
down the end opens,a concerned Taehyung stepping into view as his eyes widen in shock.

"Jimin",he whispers, rushing over and dropping to his level, strong hands pulling him into a
hug."What happened?".

He's gotten closer to Taehyung these past weeks, knows he is trustworthy so he spills his guts
to him in heartbreaking detail.

He tells him how his Dom pulls back after every scene, how he said they can never have
more than what they have now, how he's already so deeply attached to the club owner that he
doesn't think he could ever trust another Dom with his body as he does Yoongi.

"That's understandable, he's the first Dom you've scened with so its special for you. But
you're not the first sub he's encountered so it's easier for him to switch off", Taehyung tells
him softly, causing a fresh wave of sobs to spill from his lashes.

"I know", the blonde chokes out, "I know I'm not special to him, but this isn't about scenes
for me, or how he makes me feel during them,it's the moments in between, I've never
connected with someone like this before",he cries.

"Oh Jimin '', Taehyung says, sympathy lacing his tone.``Yoongi hyung had a really hard time
after his last relationship ended. You're the first person to catch his interest since then so that's
a pretty big deal",he tells him reassuringly.

"He needs to deal with what he's been through before he can move forward with anyone
else,but I don't think he's willing to let go just yet",he explains.

"Let go of what happened?",Jimin asks.

"Yes but,I'm not sure he's ready to let go of her either,or the idea of her at least.
"Oh",Jimin sniffles,face paling in realization, his head dipping low in sorrow.

"We've all tried to get her to talk to him, to give him the closure he needs but she never did,
she just slammed the door in our faces and cut him off",Taehyung grumbles.

"But it's not entirely his fault, she misled him, she's just as much at fault",Jimin sobs in
frustration.

"We know that,but the guilt he feels holds him back,he doesn't see clearly in this
situation",Taehyung says before pulling the blonde to his feet.

"Try to understand, they were meant to be married,he had a whole life planned for
them",Taehying says softly.

"I do,I get it",Jimin sniffles as his companion dries his tears for him.

"Come grab a drink with me yeah",Tae says,leading them back to the club by the hand.

Seating them on sofas near the bar,Taehyung leaves monetarily to order them drinks.

"Is Jimin ok", Jin asks,observing the sub, "he looks upset".

"He is upset,he overheard Yoongi hyung tell a Dom they aren't ever going to be exclusive,that
they can request him after his training".

"Jesus christ", Jin grumbles in frustration as he makes his way over to the blonde, taking the
seat next to him.

Looking up into caring eyes,Jimin crumbles again,resting his head in the crook of Jin's
shoulder while the elder holds him close.

"Everything will be ok",he tells the sniffling sub,"Just give him time,",he whispers,gently
caressing the subs back.

Jimin nods silently,calming himself in the strong sure arms that hold him together.

"Heads up, he's on his way over",Jin tells him,causing Jimin's form to stiffen.

"There you are I was looking fo,...",pausing,Yoongi takes in the red blotchy eyes and
trembling chin of his sub.Rushing forward he takes his face in his hands as a need to protect
washes over him.

"What happened,are you ok",he asks softly,"did someone say something to you.

"I'm fine don't worry",Jimin sniffles,unable to look him in the eye.

"Don't lie to me Jiminah",Yoongi orders harshly."Tell me what happened".

Jimin flinches at his tone.

"In the interest of not lying to you,I'd rather not talk about it",Jimin whispers.
Frustration building since his earlier conversation with Seo-jin he scoffs,"You know, I can't
fucking help you if you dont talk to me",he snaps.

"Yoongi",Jin frowns as both men get to their feet,leaning closer,he says in a low warning tone
only they can hear,

"Thread lightly with him,or let him fucking go, You better watch how you speak to
him",before storming off.

Yoongi stands in place,shocked speechless as Jimin gets to his feet.

"Um,I think it's best if I just go home,maybe I'll see you Tomorrow Sir",he says,turning to
walk away.

The Dom,still trying to process the hidden meaning in Jin's words, doesn't even notice his sub
is gone until he's out of sight.

Chasing after him,he catches up to him just as he reaches his car,hearing his sniffled cries
long before he reaches him.
His heart lurches in his chest seeing his sweet sub struggle to unlock his car.
Endeared by the frustrated squeaked curses that fill the air he feels guilt build in him.
Walking closer,his shoes crunching on the tarmac alert Jimin to a presence behind him.

Turning swiftly,he screams as the Dom's hand comes up to cover his mouth as he presses him
up against the car,the blonde's breath rushing out of him.

"Shhh it's ok it's just me",he says softly in Jimin's ear while the sub whimpers slightly at his
close proximity.

Stepping back,he takes Jimin's hand in his,red puffy eyes twisting his insides as he lifts
Jimin's chin.

"I'm sorry I snapped at you ",he says sincerely.''I was frustrated from before,and I took it out
on you. It's inexcusable,I want you to come to me if you feel troubled, But I understand there
will be things you want to keep to yourself. I just want you to know you can trust me",he
finishes.

"I do trust you, this is just something you can't help me with", Jimin tells him with a frown.

Yoongi reaches up,thumb running over his frown line.

"Ok,I get that", he replies before adding,"You said maybe,-maybe you'll see me tomorrow,
are you running out on me?,", he asks nervously.

"How can I run out on someone that isn't mine", Jimin answers sadly before taking his hand
from Yoongi's and getting into his car.

Yoongi's stomach drops, panic consuming him. The first drop of warm sunlight he's felt in
two years receding and leaving him cold to the bone as Jimin starts the ignition and reverses
his car.
Walking backwards slowly, he turns his face away, unable to watch Jimin leave.

His final words sounded too much like a goodbye. The familiar suffocating feeling of loss
clouds his senses as he returns to the club floor.
Spotting Jin,he makes his way over to him.

"What did you mean earlier",he asks with a frown.

Jin takes in his appearance for a moment.

"You look like shit", he tells him adding, "I'm not getting involved in your love life, last time
I did you threatened to never speak to me again".

"Ya and look where that got me, I should have listened to you then,maybe now I wouldn't be
such a mess", the club owner admits.

"I'd like to think it was a lesson learned, but somehow I doubt that", Jin says flatly.

"Why the fuck do you say that", Yoongi asks,his frown deepening.

"Because you came back here empty handed", Jin scoffs in annoyance.

"This isn't about Jimin", Yoongi answers darkly, anger simmering beneath his skin.

"How could it be when it's always about her, even now,"The club owner hears from behind
him.

"What the Fuck Tae", Yoongi growls turning to face sub.

"It's funny that you would say it's not about Jimin, yet he's the one suffering",Taehyung
continues, before walking away leaving the Dom confused.

"What the fuck is going on",he demands looking towards Jin.

"Thread carefully with him",Jin tells him again."You're being careless".

"I don't understand what the fuck you're talking about",he shouts, worry now knotting his
insides.

"He's new to this,he still has a lot to learn about the club scene,about the difference between
being exclusive or non exclusive,about Dom's requesting scenes".

Yoongi still looks puzzled,prompting Jin to scoff at him.

"He heard you, during aftercare, talking to some Dom about requesting scenes after his
training. I bet right about now, he's feeling lonely, rejected, and like a piece of meat ready to
be passed around",Jin finishes.
"That's not how it is, it's just how this lifestyle goes. If Doms and subs are not exclusive, they
consent to scene together to try to find a good match.You're fully aware of this' ',Yoongi bites
back.

"Well Jimin isn't",Jin snaps harshly, storming off, leaving a bewildered Yoongi behind.

Yoongi can feel his heart beating in his throat.

Running a hand through his hair his mind flashes back to Jimin's teary eyes.
It's too much, the feelings Jimin has unleashed in him warring with the urge to run. Taking
out his phone he dials his number, the call going straight to voicemail.
Cursing under his breath he hurriedly makes his way to his office, pulling up Jimin's file on
his computer to take down his address before making his way back to the club floor towards
Jin.

"Can you close up tonight",he asks him, avoiding his eyes.

"I can",Jin replies,"are you going to him?".

"Yeah,yeah I am".

"What are you gonna say when you get there".

"Apologize first, after that I don't know", he answers honestly.

"Ok, good luck. For the record, you're doing the right thing,also, you didn't complete
aftercare, maybe go with that",Jin suggests before patting him on the shoulder.

"Yeah thanks I will",the club owner replies,smiling stiffly before turning to leave,making his
way to his car.

On his way to Jimin's place he can't help but worry about a number of things. The blonde's
reaction to him showing up at his door, his friends' annoyance with him, and finally the
contrast of Jins reaction now, to his reactions in the past.

{ "You need to ask her straight out. If she's lying to you it will only end badly for you both.If
she's lying there's no happy ending for you here",Jin had advised him.

"It's none of your damn business Jin.The date is set.We're happy,everything's fine.You can't
make these kinds of judgements based on how you think she reacted a handful of
times.",Yoongi had growled in anger.

"You're too caught up in how you feel about her to see the truth",Jin had bellowed."I'm telling
you now she is no sub, She may have a few light fantasies but that's as far as it goes. You two
only met by chance,she had no business even being in the that club,c'mon you're smarter than
this Yoongi"-
"ENOUGH",Yoongi had roared at him."You say another word against her and we're done,I'll
never speak to you again".

"I'm not speaking against her",Jin had said flatly. "I am, however , looking out for you. I
know how much you both love each other Yoongi and I want this to work for you, But if she
has lied to you, which I'm confident she has, then you have bigger things to worry about than
my worry for you. Because you will have blindly married a woman who chased a relationship
with you based on lies, knowingly using your kinks as manipulation to get closer to you!".

"Get the fuck out",Yoongi had told him, watching on as his best friend left his apartment with
the weight if the world on his shoulders, turning at the last second.

"I'll give you a few days to calm down,then I'll collect you Friday evening for dinner".

Yoongi had sent a disgruntled nod his way before the door closed. }

No less than three months later,his world came crashing down around him,that same friend
there to catch him as he fell apart.His one regret being that he hadn't heeded his advice.

Comparing that situation to the one he finds himself in now,he wonders if Jin again see's
something that he doesn't.
He's been gently urging him to open himself up to new possibilities ever since Jimin showed
up at the club.

Resolving himself to ask Jin for decent advice tomorrow, he drives on until he reaches Jimin's
apartment block.

Parking his car he walks towards the main entrance, taking a deep breath to brace himself,
only now noticing now how sweaty his palms are as he reaches for the buzzer.

❤⛓❤

Jimin sits on the edge of his tub after showering, gray sweats hanging low on his hips as he
tries to apply cooling balm on the raised welts on his back from the floggers' impact.
Unable to reach the tender flesh,his sobs grow more frequent as his upturned emotions
overwhelm him.

Giving up on his current task,he washes the sticky gel from his hands before calling it a
night.
Reaching the doorway of his bedroom,he startles when his buzzer rings through the quiet of
his apartment.

Trudging forward slowly he presses the buzzer on his end. "Who is it",he asks through his
sniffles.

"Jiminah, It's Yoongi, Can I come up",he hears,wondering if his mind is playing tricks on
him.

"I'm not sure that's a good idea",he says,sorrow bleeding into his tone.
"Please,I just want to apologize and make sure you're ok,I won't stay long",Yoongi asks.

Tears well in Jimin's eyes. It's this kind of shit,him turning up at his door at one am to see if
he's ok,that makes him think they could be more.

"It's late,I'm really tired",he says quietly.

"Please,Jimin please I,...just 2 minutes,at least let me talk to you like this for two
minutes",Yoongi begs.

Desperation drowns him as he receives no reply, his forehead resting against the door, eyes
closed as he silently begs for a response.

He waits another minute. Turning around, a hopeless feeling sits heavy on his chest before he
turns to walk away, the sound of the buzzer stopping him in his tracks.

"Two minutes", Jimin sniffles as the click of the main door unlocking snaps Yoongi out of his
haze.

Almost ripping the door off its hinges in his rush to get to Jimin,he bypasses the elevator.
Taking the stairs two at a time he reaches the third floor, coming to a stop outside the blonde's
apartment.

Knocking gently,he puts a hand on his chest to calm his racing heart.

The door creaks open slowly as Jimin comes into view.Eyes on the floor,he steps back so
Yoongi can enter.

The click of the door closing echoes around them as Jimin turns on his heels. Yoongi's sharp
intake of breath catching his attention has him turning back to face him.

"Why haven't you put cooling balm on those",the Dom asks with a frown.

"I tried,-but I couldn't reach",he sniffles as his face screws up, vision blurring as hot tears
spill down his cheeks.
Yoongi rushes forward to wrap the blonde in his strong arms.
He whispers soft apologies in Jimin's ear as he cries into the crook of his neck.The emotional
toll of holding back his feelings for this man crashing over him.

His whole body trembles uncontrollably in Yoongi's hold as he picks him up,making his way
down the hall.

Finding his bedroom, Yoongi settles him gently onto his bed. Rolling him onto his tummy he
leaves in search of the bathroom, returning with the cooling balm before sitting on the bed.
Gently,he applies it to Jimin's tender skin,being careful not to rub too hard.

"I'm sorry",Yoongi says,his low gravelly voice cutting through the silence.
"I used to be really good at this'', he tells the blonde. "But then I hurt her. She left me and my
whole world fell apart. She was everything to me. It hurt so much that now I'm scared of
hurting again".
"I know,and I'm sorry but, If she truly loved you as you loved her, she would have come
clean to you before things went too far,and she certainly would have given you closure by
now", The blonde mutters.

"She loved me,you don't understand Jimin, that was the whole problem.She loved me so
much that she tried her best to be what she thought I wanted, what I needed, just to make us
work",Yoongi defends.

Jimin turns to his side to sit up,facing Yoongi with a horrified expression.

"Yoongi no,that's not what that was.She didn't do all that for you, she did all that for herself,
because she wanted you, at any cost. That cost turned out to be your self worth".

"Don't",Yoongi snaps. "You know nothing about her or our relationship".

"I don't need to know the details to know she was selfish, Yoongi. I have no doubt that she
loved you, but her actions afterwards were deplorable. In the last two years you have been
tearing yourself apart,and I guarantee you she knows this, because she knows you, but she
understood full well what she was doing.
She dug a hole for you deeper and deeper every time she stepped into a scene for you".

"Because she wanted to please me",Yoongi bites out harshly, getting to his feet and pacing
back and forth.

"So that you'd stay with her",Jimin shouts in frustration, "and in keeping up the act she took
away your choice to make an informed decision, she put you in a position you would never
agree to be in and has taken no responsibility for it. So I do not believe she loved you as you
loved her,she was your everything but you were not hers, If you were she would have at least
given you the closure you deserve instead of playing the victim in a game she herself
orchestrated", Jimin finishes, out of breath and furious.

"A game",Yoongi bellows, fury darkening his features as he paces towards Jimin. "You speak
as if you know anything about us or what we went through, how could you possibly say her
reasoning was selfish", he roars as he whole frame shakes with anger and adrenaline.

"Because I know you only one month Yoongi '', Jimin sobs, "yet I would never dream of
putting you in such a position or being dishonest with you on such a huge scale. That's how I
know she was selfish. Because even now, she has left you burdened with all the blame", he
ends with sorrow.

Jimin's words punch through Yoongi's gut. Stepping back he takes a moment to assess the
teary blonde before him as a scoff leaves him.

"So that's it,That's what this is all about, you want to prove you're somehow better than her?".

"I-....what", Jimin asks confused."No that's not it. I just wanted to give you impartial insight
from someone with an outsider's view", he says, a headache forming as sadness consumes
him. "Is that really what you think of me, that I'd use your heartache for my own gain",he
whispers.
Taking a few steps back,he sits heavily on the edge of his bed. Silent tears slide from his eyes
as he weeps. For what, he doesn't even know anymore.

As Jimin stares into nothing, Yoongi can pinpoint the exact moment Jimin realizes he's
competing in a fight he never asked to be a part of, a fight he will never win.

"I'm not a liar, or a dishonest person, I never have been",Jimin tells him through a clogged
throat. "I meant every word I said, not for me, for you",he explains, voice rising with the tide
of his emotions. "I said it because you needed to fucking hear it from somebody", he cries
out,

Rising on unsteady feet he continues on.

'I don't regret what I said, I will not take it back, do with that what you will, even if it means
you refuse to see me after tonight", he sobs.
"I may have been your sub, but I'm not a fucking doormat, now I believe your two minutes
are up".

Yoongi's heart pounds in his chest,his pulse rushes through his ears as his own tears
form."What the fuck am I doing", he thinks.

Jimin rushes to his closet, pulling out an oversized hoodie and throwing it on quickly before
brushing past Yoongi.

"Where are you going", he asks the weeping blonde softly as he bends to put on his shoes.

Jimin ignores him, reaching for the door handle before he finds himself whipped around in
Yoongi's hold.

"Don't run, don't go, it's not safe outside this late, I'll leave if that's what you want".

Jimin drops his head into his hands,trying to quiet his sobs.
"No it's not what I want, I just want you to be happy,..and to forgive yourself. That's all I
want",he cries for the trembling man before him.

He thinks Yoongi didn't hear him at first, then a hiccuped breath breaks through the air,
followed by sniffles.

Jimin looks up to see Yoongi staring at him, pained eyes blown wide as tears flow from his
lashes.

"Fuck I'm sorry,Jiminah I'm so fuckin sorry", he chokes out as the dam bursts. Two years
worth of pain and suffering pour out of him as he rushes forward and clings to Jimin like a
lifeline.

Sobbing into each other's necks,they let their hearts break in one another's arms.

Shuffling them towards the sofa,Jimin settles them both comfortably as they cry out their
heartache as much as possible.
Gentle fingers run through each other's hair while their thumbs brush away each other's tears,
ready to catch the next ones set to fall.

'I'm sorry Jimin",The Dom says,looking into his eyes."I'm scared, I'm scared you might be
right but I don't know how to face it. I know you think she's selfish,but deep down she really
is a good person,"he sniffles.

"I'm not saying she's a bad person,and I can understand her wanting to appeal to your tastes,I
just strongly feel that she should have come clean at the very least when you asked her to
marry you,and she should have taken responsibility in her part of it all too,

I'm angry you were left alone in this,that was unfair,but overall good people can make
mistakes too",he finishes with a sniffle.

"She honestly is a good person,"Yoongi says softly.

"I was talking about you too,you know,being a good person",Jimin informs him.

"You really think so?",the Dom asks wide eyed.

"I know so",the blonde replies,looking into cat-like eyes as they lay on the couch facing each
other.Raising his hand,he brushes Yoongi's hair out of his forehead before cupping his cheek.

"You're one of the best people I know",he admits honestly.

"Even after I was horrible to you?,Yoongi asks.

"You dropped down a few spaces",Jimin exhales dramatically before giggling, earning him a
small smile and muttered "Brat".

"I think it's a good idea to take a step back from each other for a few weeks, and I think it's
important you speak to someone who can help you sort through your thoughts. You need to
deal with this if you ever want to move forward with your life", the sub encourages.

"You'll come back right?",Yoongi whispers.

"I'll think about it,but you owe me something big if I do", Jimin grins.

"Oh I wonder what that might be",Yoongi retorts with a snort.

"It's not that",the sub scoffs,"but don't worry, I'll think of a way to make you suffer".

"You're a pain in my ass Jimin",the Dom groans.

That's funny,because you have yet to be a pain in mine",the sub sasses back as his laughter
fills the night.

Looking on as his sub smiles brightly, the Dom beside him feels like for the first time in so
long, he can finally breathe.
❤⛓❤

It took a month for Jimin to feel ready to return to the club.A month to dampen down his
feelings for Yoongi enough to be ready to continue a strictly Dom/Sub partnership.
They had both kept regular contact, neither wanting to fully cut ties with the other.

Jin had given Yoongi an earful after hearing of their explosive argument and told him that if
he wasn't careful, he'd call Jackson himself and arrange a meeting between him and Jimin.
Yoongi had nodded, jaw hanging open in shock,promising to try to do better.

He had asked his friend outright what it is he see's in Jimin that Yoongi doesn't and Jin's
answer had left him reeling.

"I saw how you looked at him that first night when you first laid eyes on him, It's the same
way you looked at her ''.

"That's not true".

"You're asking the wrong question, it's not about what I see, ask yourself what you see in
him, ask yourself what it is that makes you want to be around him,what about him, makes
you fight the urge to run",Jin smirks.

Jesus christ, you're insufferable, we just have fun together".

"Then why did you go after him?"Jin asks.

"I dont know", Yoongi breathes out.

"Yes you do, you're just too scared to admit it",Jin says softly.

He doesn't deny it, doesn't even try to.

"He said I should speak to someone and work through everything", the club owner tells him.

"Sounds like a smart idea, funny that you're considering it now that Jimin suggested it, when
all my efforts at suggesting it fell on deaf ears",Jin ponders.

Yoongi stays silent for a moment before exhaling,"I upset him a lot, took my frustrations and
hurt out on him. I don't want to fight with him again and I don't want to be stuck like this,
bleeding my hurt onto him", I owe him that much at least for him trying to talk some sense
into me.

Jin stares at him,not believing what he's hearing.

"That's great,I'm proud of you",he smiles.

Yoongi smiles tightly.

"I still can't give him more than this, I'm not ready,"he grumbles.
"Then tell him that,give him the choice to decide for himself if he wants to continue", Jin
advises him.

So he does.

After talking with Jimin, they agreed to continue on as they had been, with Jimin taking a
few week's to himself before coming back.

After hearing from Taehyung about the club's recently added theme night,the subs eyes glint
with devilement.

Typing out a text,a mischievous giggle leaves his chest.

Pjm: I figured out my condition for returning to the club 😊

Yoongi's heart beats faster as he shoots off a reply,relief flooding his veins.

Myg: Name it,it's yours 🙂

Pjm: I want us to take part in theme night together....

Myg: Fuck...

Myg: I take it back,it's not yours.

Myg: Haha you were kidding right?

Myg: Jimin?

Myg: Fuck...fine...we'll take part in theme night together.Happy now.

Pjm: So fuckin happy.See you Saturday😏

Yoongi flops down on his sofa,a disbelieving laugh passing his lips.
"This brat",he mutters as a small smile tugs at the corner of his lips for the first time in
weeks.

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 Chapter 4
Chapter Summary

Jimin takes full advantage of switch night, not that Yoongi is surprised. Will the sub
finally feel the full force of what Yoongi has to offer?

FYI I've updated the tags.

This chapter us 80% smut. Sorry.

Jimin drives to the club on Saturday a ball of nervous energy.He bounces and fidgets in his
seat during traffic stops as a beaming grin stays glued on his face.
Pulling into the parking lot after what feels like forever,he takes his backpack from the
passenger seat.

Striding through the club,he makes his way over to where the subs are gathered in a separate
group from the Doms.

Yoongi see's him instantly.His soft blonde hair looking a little longer,cheeks glowing a rosy
pink,lips glossy.

Fuck he missed him,he thinks to himself.

"Jimin your back,it's good to see you",the other subs greet him,smiling brightly at the new
club member whom they had very quickly grown fond of.

"We were beginning to think Yoongi blew your back out",one giggles as a blush rushes to the
blonde's cheeks.

"I need to be fucked for that to happen",Jimin scoffs cheekily."Honestly I've lost all hope that
his dick even works",he ends just as the faces in front of him pale and their mouths drop
open.

"Care to turn around and say that to my face Kitten",he hears growled from behind him.

Turning slowly,Jimin feels his limbs tremble as he comes face to face with a furious Dom.

"Say that again",he orders as Jimin stares wide eyed at the menacing look on Yoongi's face.

"I-...I didn't mea-"

"Save it",Yoongi growls, stepping into Jimin's personal space, a slow smirk tugging at the
corners at his lips.
"You'll pay for that during our next scene",he whispers into the blonde's ear,sending a shiver
down his subs spine as he pulls him by the wrist towards the steps, up to the scene area.

"Welcome to Club Moonlight's very first theme night",they hear over the speakers as Hoseok
stands on a small stage in the center of the club.

"Dom's,go get ready,then make your way to your subs chosen scene sections".

Jimin doesn't hear the rest of Hoseok's announcement.

Eyes fixed on the Dom in front of him, his jaw clenching as he takes the backpack from
Jimins hands.

"We'll continue this later",Yoongi says,booping Jimin's nose before turning to walk away.

Rushing over to Taehyung, the other sub laughs hard while holding his stomach.

"Jiminie, are you sure you wanna go through with this? You're already in so much trouble
after what he just heard you say", he asks, trying to pull himself together.

"Just gimme the bag before I chicken out",the blonde laughs, a twinkle in his eye.

"Good luck",Taehyung winks,walking back towards the group of subs watching on curiously.

"Thanks",Jimin smiles brightly, rushing to the bathrooms to change,hands trembling with

nervous anticipation while excitement rolls through him.

Walking back to the club floor ten minutes later,he hears Hoseok's instructions ring out into
the air.

"All scenes will last for 30 minutes.Safewords are to be used if necessary.Remember

subs,after 30 minutes has lapsed,it is up to your Dom's to deal with you how they see fit,So
do proceed with caution",he says with a light airy giggle.

Walking towards his chosen scene, Jimin hears gasps ring out from the other subs as a choked
cough is heard through the speakers.

Jimin smirks, sending a wink in Hoseok's direction.

"You especially,please,..for the love of God, proceed with caution",Hoseok chuckles through
the mic.

Taehyung's Jaw drops as he takes in Jimin's appearance.

"Bangin bod",he smirks,sending Jimin into a fit of giggles.

Jimin knows he looks hot. He also knows that when it comes to Yoongi, he has already taken
theme night too far.

Calling the Doms back to the club floor, Hoseok speaks out through the mic with a smirk and
a shake of his head towards Jimin,
"LET SWITCH NIGHT BEGIN"!

Yoongi walks through the club floor, hands balled into fists as he smirks thinking of all the
ways he can make Jimin pay for this.

Reaching Jimin's chosen scene,he steps up,choking on air as he locks eyes on his sub.

His blonde hair is styled messily on the top of his head from where his fingers had run
through it. Black leather pants cling to his thick thighs, a black silk shirt tucked into them.
The shirt hangs loose from his shoulders, its jewel encrusted collar matching the mischievous
twinkle in his eyes.

Jimin smirks,biting his lip before walking closer to his Dom, circling around him,a
Dominating glint in his eyes.

"Well don't you look pretty Kitten",he drawls teasingly, pressing his chest against Yoongi's
back as his hand reaches around to grab his dick.

The elder looks positively adorable to the blonde. Tight black slacks adorn his pretty legs, a
low cut white shirt clinging to his chest underneath his glittering blazer. Black Kitten ears are
clipped into place on top of his head, topped off by a black choker with a shiny bell at its
center.

A smack to his ass draws a yelp out of the Dom,disbelief flooding him as he smirks,"You
know I'll make you pay for this".

"Oh I'm counting on it",Jimin smirks back,"but right now the floor is mine,so I'm want to see
how long it takes to make my Kitten purr",he says,licking along the elders throat as Yoongi's
jaw drops

"What's the matter Kitten,cat got your tongue",Jimin teases as he unhooks cuffs from his belt
loop,snapping them in place on Yoongi's wrists and leading him over to the strong wooden
frame screwed to the wall.

Yoongi just watches on in shock,his dick twitching in his pants.

A waist height padded bench sits under the frame.Eyeing it,Yoongi looks at Jimin unsurely as
the blonde drags over a tray table and plops a gear bag on it.

"That my bag for you,where the fuck did you-

"Zip it Kitten,you do not have permission to speak",the sub smirks.

"Now strip",he orders as he reaches for two spreader bars,attaching one to the frame above
their heads,the other halfway down the legs of the bench.

Yoongi practically oozes frustration at the turn of events,removing the clothes Jimin had
picked out for him with a huff before throwing them to the side.
"Up",Jimin orders with a smirk,tapping the padded bench ,eyes wandering over Yoongi's
body as he stands in front of his sub confidently,proud in his Nudity.

Yoongi chuckles as Jimin's eyes widen,his first proper glimpse of Yoongi's length drawing a
whimper from his lips.

It's long, and so thick, the bulbous head pink and shining with his arousal as it twitches and
curves upwards to just below his belly button.

"What's wrong,cat got your tongue",Yoingi fires back with a smirk.

"Jimin breathes deeply to compose himself".

"He's so fucking big",he thinks to himself.

Brought out of his train of thought as Yoongi takes his place on the bench, Jimin raises his
hands above his head and attaches his cuffs to the spreader bar, repeating the action by adding
cuffs to his ankles and clipping them to the bar at his feet.

"So pretty for me Kitten",Jimin says, stepping between Yoongi's legs, pressing his crotch
right against the elders' aching length while grinding in slow circles.

Yoongi grunts at the friction,pulling on his restraints as Jimin groans, his own length aching
and drooling in his pants.

"Fuck,...Jimin uncuff me now",he growls.

Nipping and suckling purple marks over Yoongi's throat Jimin asks,"are you safewording?".

"No....Fuck",Yoongi growls as Jimin latches onto a nipple,nibbling at it and drawing low

gravelly groans from his Dom.

Stepping back, Jimin reaches into the bag and pulls out a flogger.

Yoongi's eyes widen as he gasps,

"Jimin no you don't know how to use that thi-F-fuck...."

His growled curse could be heard over the floggers' impact.The sting on his skin spreading to
his groin as Jimin hits again.

Jimin can feel his dick leaking into his pants as he imagines how Yoongi will retaliate.

Smirking,he looks his Dom in the eye before leaning down and sloppily licking over a
nipple,leaving it wet he raises the flogger.

"Jimin don't",Yoongi roars as the sub brings the flogger down,the tips lashing his flesh as
heat splinters through his pec on impact,the wetness of his pert bud increasing the sting
tenfold.
"You have a safeword Kitten, use it if you need to",Jimin reminds him as he gently brings the
flogger down on Yoongi's things.

The criss cross motion so familiar to Yoongi makes his skin bloom pink. Looking up at his
sub, the shock on his features has Jimin cock his hip out.

"I took a class, didn't want to injure my pretty Kitten", he smiles softly, running his hands
gently over tender pink flesh.

"Took a class from who?"Yoongi asks, low breathless.

"From Jungkook '',the sub answers matter of fact as he slowly trails his hand from the Doms
thighs to his twitching red length.

A gasp leaves the blonde as he grips it,its girth too much for his fingers to reach around fully.

Yoongi watches wide eyed,breathy pants and grunts leaving him as Jimin gets on his knees.
Leaning in, he licks the bead of precum from his Doms tip,scrunching his nose up at the
strange taste.

"It's sour", he giggles cutely as Yoongi's dick gives a series of twitches.

"Fuck,Jimin,have you never sucked a dick before",he gasps as a groan leaves him at the
thought of being the first cock to pass those plump lips.

"No,but there's a first time for everything right", Jimin replies,wide eyes sliding down from
Yoongi's face to where he grips him.

Jimin leans closer, hot breath hitting the tip of Yoongi's cock teasingly before he licks at the
sensitive underside, circling the head with his tongue as he had seen Taehyung do to
Jungkook during his lesson.

Sinking down further he hollows his cheeks and suckles, relaxing his Jaw to take him as far
back as he can.

The long low groan and panted grunts that leave Yoongi's throat have Jimin twitching in his
pants.

"Aww F-fuck, Jiminah", he moans out if breath, pulling at his binds as need blinds him.

Jimin pulls back slowly before sinking down again,setting a slow careful pace that pulls
endless groans from his Dom.

"Fuck your mouth is so hot, so fucking sloppy", he grunts as his sub swallows around him.
Jimin pulls back to grip his balls before spitting on his dick.

"You like it sloppy baby?",Jimin asks before sinking down further and faster,drawing a growl
from deep in Yoongi's chest at the quick pace.
"Fuck, yeah like that, get it nice and wet",the dom groans,attempting to thrust deeper before a
hard smack lands on his thigh.

Pulling off of the drooling length, Jimin licks his lips before standing to his feet. Gripping
Yoongi's hair he forces his head back.Leaning over him, he stares deep into his eyes.Echoing
words Yoongi had said to him during their first scene he tells him roughly,

"Stay still,don't move. You take what I give you",he smirks.

Raising the flogger he flicks it lightly over the Doms red throbbing cock.

Yoongi cries out at the impact, breaths huffing and heaving from him as a growled
"JIMIN,You mother fucker",echoes in the air.

"You don't take pleasure from me",the blonde continues, raising the flogger, flicking his wrist
to bring it down lightly again.

"I"

Flick

"Draw it"

Flick

"From you"

Flick

"F-fuck,JIMIN,fucking uncuff me right now you fucking brat", Yoongi grits out roughly, half
pissed, half impressed that the Younger would take his own words from their very first scene
and fire them back at him.

"You stay under my control until I hear your safeword",the blonde tells him,gripping his cock
roughly to stroke it, drawing an unfamiliar needy cry from the elder.

Yoongi wants to cum so fucking bad, a mixture if seeing Jimin like this,and knowing how
bad he's gonna wreck him after igniting his arousal.

He pulls roughly on his cuffs as he see's Jimins free hand pull the vibrating wand from the
bag.

Sweat breaks out across his skin,not used to being teased and restrained he knows he's fucked
if Jimin comes at him with this.

He's so used to giving,not taking.

Panting through rough breaths while Jimin still strokes his twitching length he begs,

"Fuck,no please,don't I won't last".

"Ah,yes good thinking,I almost forgot", the sub giggles, releasing his dick. Pulling out a
cockring, he slowly drags it over Yoongi's length to the base.

Sitting on the sofa's,Namjoon turns to Jin and Hoseok in utter shock.

"Should we,...should we put a stop to that?",he asks.

"Nah,he hasn't safeworded", Hoseok laughs, swigging from a bottle of beer before rising to
his feet to go clean another cleared scene area.

"I wish I had popcorn",Jin chuckles as they watch Jimin descend on Yoongi with the wand.

Yoongi struggles against his restraints as his breathing becomes erratic.The second the wand
makes contact with his sensitive tip he moans high and loud.Throwing his head back, a series
of hiccuped gasps and choked moans punch from his throat.

His ass lifts off the bench in an efforts the move away but the torturous pressure but the wand
follows.

"S-shit-fuck Jiminah please I can't",he half cries half growls.

Jimin is breathing hard and fast, a whimper escaping his throat at how vocal Yoongi is being
under his command. Throwing the wand to the ground he grasps Yoongi's hair as he makes
his Dom look at him.

The fire in the club owner's eyes rages into an inferno as he laughs menacingly.

"I'm gonna rail you so fucking hard Jimin, you won't be able to move after",he promises as
Jimin roots around in the bag.

"Not if I rail you first",Jimin pants,circling a lubed finger around the Dom's rim.

"I fucking dare you",Yoongi growls.

"Ok",Jimin replies,before sliding his finger home.

"Fuck,...You're so fucked when I get out if here",Yoongi grunts harshly as Jimin adds a
second finger. Scissoring him open, he uses his other hand to unbutton his pants.

"Then maybe I'll keep you here like this", Jimin says as he lubes up his pink aching
length,"So I can keep you fucked and full of me", he teases,licking and sucking at Yoongi's
throat.
"At least then, maybe one of us will finally get some dick around here",he finishes.

Stepping between Yoongi's legs he grinds their lengths together,thrusting harshly, both men
moaning at the friction.

"How does it feel to know your sub will fuck you first",Jimin taunts breathily, pressing his
length against the Doms rim, just as the sound of a horn blasts through the club.
"Times up,uncuff your Dom's",Hoseok's voice booms over the speakers. "Dom's the floor is
yours now,And Jimin,....Good show", he chuckles, drawing a soft giggle from the sub.

Jimin bends down to uncuff Yoongi's ankles, stopping on the way up to suckle at the head of
his cock.

"Uncuff me now ",Yoongi orders in that low deep tone that has Jimin whimpering on the
spot.

Reaching up,he unlocks the first wrist cuff,gasping as a strong hand immediately comes
down to wrap around his throat.

Yoongi looks pissed, pissed and edged to high hell as he glares at Jimin.
As the second cuff unlocks around his wrist the Dom hops off the bench, his other hand now
tightly gripping Jimin's hair.

"Strip", he demands, leaving no room for argument as a shuddered whine leaves Jimin's
throat.

Baring himself fully in front of his Dom, Jimin trembles, all signs of bravery gone.

"Sir,are you mad",he whimpers, worried the Dom will hate him now.

"Oh Kitten,I'm not mad", the Dom replies too calmly, throwing Jimin over his shoulder,
bringing his palm down hard against his ass. "You've given me the perfect excuse to punish
you before I finally fuck your brains out".

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Taking the cuffs, he throws them into his bag before grabbing it. Striding down the steps of
the scene room,he walks a few meters before climbing the steps to another.

Jimin hides his face in his hands,embarrassment burning through him at their nudity.
Yoongi places him on his feet,grabbing the cuffs and securing them to his subs wrists.

Running his hands up along the shaking blondes arms he tells him in a deceptively soft tone,
"You brought this on yourself", before manhandling him into position, bending him over
bondage table.

The breath whooses out of Jimin's body as he finds himself face down,ass on display.
Yoongi lands a hard smack against his bare cheek causing the younger to cry out and squirm
in place.

"If you wanna get fucked Kitten,I suggest you stay still",he chuckles.

"Please I'll be good Sir", he gasps as Yoongi's hand once again makes impact.

Heat bursts under Jimin's tender flesh, running straight to his length as it oozes silvery pearls
onto the floor below.The rush of arousal that overtakes him has his head spinning.
Jimin feels hands on his wrists,pulling them towards the head of the table and away from
him.
Looking up he see's his Dom locking his cuffs in place,a rush of adrenaline running from his
fingers to his toes knowing instantly that he's under Yoongi's complete control now.

Walking around the table,bending over his sub he grips his hips tight,whispering in his ear,
"I don't think you know how to be good".

Biting down on Jimin's shoulder, he reaches beneath him to grip his length harshly, a pleasure
pained moan tearing from his throat.
Gripping Jimin's hair,the Dom pulls harshly,arching the smooth planes if Jimins back as
much as his restraints will allow.

"Did my Kitten really think I'd let him get away with topping me", Yoongi drawls in his ear,
biting on the lobe while rutting his dick between Jimin's cheeks.

"No sir",Jimin gasps out,heart swelling hearing the Dom call him his.

"Do you know", Yoongi asks, hands running all over his silky soft skin, settling on his plump
ass to pull the cheeks apart revealing the pink rim waiting for him.
"How hard I've tried to take my time with you".

"Do you know how many nights I've fucked my own hand thinking if you", he says through
gritted teeth as he slots his cock between Jimin cheeks,spitting on his hole for moisture,
letting them close around him before grinding back and forth.

Jimin gasps at the admission, face flushing as his cock drools.

"You take your punishment like a good Kitten,only then will I fuck you, understand?".

"Yes Sir",Jimin whines,trying not to move as Yoongi traces soft kisses along his spine.

"I'm gonna spank you, hard, use your safeword if you need to", the Dom tells him as he
stands back, the loss if his warmth pulling a whimper from his pretty sub

Yoongi splays a hand just above Jimin's ass, pressing down to keep him in place,completely
immobile and at his mercy.

The first blow has a cry piercing through the air as the crack of palm against cheek sends a
burst of pain through Jimin. His hands ball into fists, pulling at his cuffs.

Yoongi soothes the reddening skin with a slow caress before bending to softly kiss the tender
flesh.

The second blow lands on the opposite cheek,a little harder as Jimin chokes on a sob, tears
welling in his eyes.

Yoongi repeats his soft caress to soothe the blow before swiftly landing another, and another,
one on each cheek.
Jimin cries out harder,unable to stay still.
The first tear falls, brought on by the thought of his Dom being so disappointed in him that he
needs to be punished.This isn't how he thought this would go.

Four blows later and Jimin is on his tippy toes, trying to move away from the intense burn.

Silent tears spill down his cheeks as the Dom asks,

"Have you anything to say to me Kitten?".

"I'm sorry", Jimin sobs, almost choking on his tears as palm meets flaming flesh.

"I'm sorry Sir",he cries harder, as a final blow reigns down before palms soothe the area
softly.

Feeling dazed, ass stinging and heart crushed, Jimin continues to sob.
Body trembling, he cries even harder as he feels Yoongi rub soothing gel on his burning
cheeks.

"D-don't, don't be nice to me", he cries,tears spilling faster at the Dom's soft caring actions.

"Hey why not, I want to take care of you.You took your punishment so well Kitten, let me
help soothe the pain", he says softly, walking around the table to unclip the cuffs from the
bondage table.

Making his way back to his weeping sub,he helps him stand.Jimin immediately hides his face
in his hands,shame washing over him at his earlier actions.

Yoongi takes in the inconsolable state of the man before him, heartbeat thundering in his ears
as panic courses through his veins.
"Fuck,Jimin why didn't you use your safeword".

"I didn't need to",the blonde sobs as his Dom pulls him into his strong arms, kissing softly at
the flesh of his throat,all the way down to his shoulder.

"Don't lie to me Jimin",he pleads.

"I'm not lying I'm just sad", Jimin cries harder, wetting Yoongi's shoulder with his tears.

"Why", Yoongi asks softly, taking his soft cheeks in his hands, looking deep in his eyes as his
sub speaks.

"I'm sad I disappointed you, I don't want you to hate me",he admits, throwing his arms
around Yoongi's narrow waist, clinging to him.

"No hey look at me",the Dom asks.

Jimin shakes his head, forehead resting in the crook of his shoulder.

"I said look at me",he hears again, more demanding this time, and God help him but his
submissive nature won't let him refuse the simple request.
Yoongi wipes the tears from his cheeks, leaving a kiss on the tip of his nose saying with firm
determination,
"I could never hate you, and I'm not disappointed in you.

Reaching around,he undoes the bell choker Jimin had left out for him to wear,motioning for
him to turn around.
Jimin does so slowly,feeling warm hands brush over his nape as the clasp locks the thin strap
of velvet around his slender throat.

Reaching up he flicks the little gold bell, feeling his heart flutter in time with the light tinkle
that fills the air around them.

Yoongi wraps his arms around Jimin's waist, chest to back as he rests his chin on his
shoulder,
"How could I ever hate you, You're my kitten",he whispers sincerely, lost in the moment as
his soft lips trace kisses along silky skin, leaving goosebumps in their wake.

Jimin slowly leans his head back against Yoongi shoulder,turning to lick and nip softly at his
throat before sniffling, "Are you gonna fuck me now".

Yoongi barks a laugh in disbelief.

"I think we need to give your ass a break",he scoffs.

Jimin turns in his arms,tears welling in his eyes again as he counters,

"You said you'd fuck me if I took my punishment".

"You've had a rough night, you need to rest",Yoongi says softly.

"No, I'm getting fucked tonight even if I have to do it myself", the sub scowls.

Squirming out of Yoongi's grip, he storms over to the hook on the wall that houses a
multitude of robes and throws one on hastily.

"What are you doing?"Yoongi frowns, watching Jimin stride over to the toy bag.

"I told you, I'm getting fucked tonight, and I'm gonna use this to do it",he says, pulling out a
long thick rubber dildo, waving it at his Dom.

"Christ Jimin you'll split yourself open on that thing", Yoongi growls, stalking forward to
reach for it.

"Maybe I want to be split open", Jimin snaps, stepping around Yoongi and storming down the
steps of the scene area.

"JIMIN", Yoongi roars, grabbing one of the robes and throwing it on in a rush before
following after his sub,a thunderous look on his face.
"JIMIN STOP", he demands, biting his cheek in frustration and slight awe as the sub flips
him off without missing a step, heading in the direction of the private rooms.

Jimin reaches the door he's looking for, pushing it open with Yoongi Hot on his heels.

Slamming it shut, he walks straight to the dresser, opening the drawer to pull out a tube of
lube.

Settling on the bed, he's pouring lube all over the tip of the large dildo just as Yoongi bursts
through the door, kicking it shut as he disrobes.

Storming over to the bed he practically rips the robe from Jimins shoulders, drawing an
aroused gasp from him. Pushing him down on his back he grips his chin,

"You've tested my restraint since the night you fucking walked in here, that ends here and
now", he growls.

Dragging Jimin further up the bed, he takes his cuffed wrist and clips them to the red rope
attached to the bed posts.

Jimin's breathy pants fill Yoongi's ears. Leaning down, he latches onto a pert nipple, sucking
it harshly into his mouth. Jimin cries out at the sensation of his Dom's hot tongue laving over
his sensitive bud, teeth grazing over it before nibbling, making him arch his back in
pleasurable pain.

"Gonna have you screaming until your throat is raw '', Yoongi growls, his hot panted breaths
heating Jimin's flushed skin.

"Please", the sub gasps, pulling on his binds as Yoongi moves down further, nipping and
sucking purple blooms over his stomach. Sinking his teeth harshly into the silky flesh under
his touch, he groans as a high pitched moan reaches his ears.

"Fuck,you sound so pretty Kitten", he grits out, lifting his head and reaching a hand up to
flick the bell around his throat while the sub trembles.

Yoongi feels desperate, his mind clouded with everything Jimin, his hypnotizing smile, his
endearing habits. But right now, the shuddered high pitched moans that burst out of him
while Yoongi takes the tip of his cock into his mouth have him threatening to spill all over the
sheets.
Lapping up the precum that steadily leaks out if the slit, Yoongi groans,. The vibrations shoot
straight to his subs balls, causing his body to tense up and wriggle from an overload of
sensations.

"Sir please",Jimin cries out, thighs shaking as Yoongi pulls back, roughly pulling Jimins legs
apart to make room for him.
Reaching for the lube, he pops the lid and pours a generous amount on his fingers.
Reaching down, he splays one hand over his subs stomach, holding him down while a thick
finger circles his rim.
Jimin pants, spreading his legs wider, eyes wild as deep need makes him beg.
"Please, Sir please just do it", he pleads, the Dom exhaling heavily as a bitten off, "Fuck
kitten,I don't want to hurt you", leaves his lips.

"Want it like that", Jimin cries out as the first finger pushes in to the knuckle. "Please Sir", he
chokes out, pushing against the intrusion, needing more.

"You're too tight", Yoongi growls needily, "Need to open you up for my cock".

"W-want you now", the sub begs, pulling on his binds as he throws his head back. His Doms
thrusting fingers have him seeing stars as they brush over his prostate repeatedly.

"M-more, need more", he hiccups in frustration, thighs tensing as need bursts through him.

Yoongi adds a third finger, scissorsing them inside the clenching walls that demand his
attention as Jimin orders harshly, "Please,I want you inside when I cum, I'm so close, just
fucking fuck and already".

Pulling his fingers out, Yoongi glares at his sub, his large palm landing a harsh spank to each
of the thick thighs splayed out either side of him, pulling a wanton cry from the blonde.
"Watch your mouth or I'll fuck you full of my cum without giving you any relief", he warns,
earning a needy whine from the beauty beneath him.

Reaching for the lube, he lathers his aching length with it. Squirting more directly into
Jimin's hole, the cold sensation has the sub gasp and clench, his length twitching as a glob of
precum leaks out.

Yoongi smirks,noting his reaction to having something cold in his ass.

"Remember your safeword '', his Dom reminds him before pressing the tip of his cock against
Jimin's needy hole,causing the younger to whimper.

"You don't come until I say", he adds, pushing forward with a grunt, slight force needed to
get the head through.

Jimin cries out at the same moment a groaned "Oh Fuck" bursts from Yoongi's throat, the
Doms head landing with a soft thump in the crook of Jimins shoulder.

"Shit, You're tighter than I thought", he pants, struggling already with just the head of his
cock snug inside Jimin's contracting walls.

The burn of the stretch is unlike anything Jimin's ever felt before, he wriggles, unsure if he's
trying to get away from the thick girth or take more.

"Fuck stop moving Kitten",Yoongi growls,thankful for the cockring Jimin had put on him
earlier or he would surely have cum already.

Jimin breathes deeply, panting as each clench if his hole draws a twitch from the bulbous
head of Yoongi's cock.
He feels like he's waited long enough for this ,for Yoongi, he wants all of him right
now.Taking a deep steadying breath, he wraps his legs around slim hips, hooking his ankles
together.
Lifting his hips, he pulls Yoongi forward forcefully, a keening moan tearing his throat raw as
his hips stop flush against Yoongi's, the Dom moaning loudly in shock.

"Shit,Fuck,...Jimin", he groans as hot suffocating walls envelope him in an instant. His eyes
squeeze shut as blinding heat quivers around his cock.

Jimin is sobbing, his body trembling while his thighs lock. Back arching, he throws his head
back as his deep shuddered cry fills the room.

"Y-yoongi",he wails,a sound somewhere between pain and pleasure as he comes untouched,
ropes of milky white release painting his stomach.

Yoongi knows, he can tell by the clenching of Jimin's hole.

"Did you just come",he asks, lifting onto his elbows to look at the mess his sub made.
"Did you come without permission", he asks again, looking Jimin in the eye this time.

"I'm sorry I-..I didn't mean to", he gasps through a full body shudder.

"Bet you're real happy now, this is what you wanted right", he asks, big hands gripping
Jimin's dainty waist, "To be split open on my cock", he grits out through clenched teeth.
Leaning over, one hand wraps around Jimin's slender throat, he thrusts brutally into the
moaning sub who's thighs tighten around his waist, setting a brutal pace.

Jimins head feels fuzzy, trapped under the Dom drilling into him, his submissive nature
loving the control Yoongi has over him. His balls tingling suddenly.

The constant drag along his prostate has him cry out in oversensitivity as he feels another
high approach.

"I'm gonna-,...gonna cum again wait!.

"Go ahead, I won't stop you", the Dom tells him as he suckles a nipple into his mouth. His
free hand grips the subs length at the base and squeezes tight as his moans increase in
intensity.

Jimins head swims, his legs kicking out where they rest over Yoongi's hips. He pulls on his
binds as blinding pleasure hurtles him over the edge. Eyes squeezing shut, he grunts harshly
through a dry orgasm, courtesy of Yoongi's tight grip around his base.

The older pulls out,climbing off the bed and opening the dresser drawer.Returning to Jimin,
he eases a bullet vibrator into his hole and using medical tape, tapes another to the sensitive
underside of his spent length. Jimin whimpers, squirming away from Yoongi as
oversensitivity turns his limbs to Jelly.

"You didn't think I was done with you, did you Kitten",the Dom smirks.
Unclipping his cuffs,he rubs some feeling back into Jimin's limp arms, leaning in to press
kisses along his carved jawline.

"What's your safeword",Yoongi asks, as a way of reminding the blonde he can use it.

"Yellow", Jimin breathes out, bewildered by the amount of pleasure the man before him
makes him feel.

"Very good Kitten", he praises, drawing a soft smile from him as he rolls him onto his
stomach.
Gripping his slim hips in a bruising grip he presses back in in one quick thrust, pulling a deep
moan from the man beneath him as he pulls out slowly to slam back in repeatedly.

"Gonna ruin you Kitten", Yoongi groans, "Gonna ruin you for every other cock but mine.

Leaning forward,he grabs the nape of Jimin's neck. Pressing him into the pillows, he slots the
pace of his thrusts, pressing in to grind hard before pulling out.

He reaches for one of the two small remotes beside him. Pressing a button, he gets
instantaneous results.

Jimin thrashes in Yoongi's hold,a stream of choked off panted cries spilling from him.

"Oh....you like that Kitten '', The Dom drawls as he pulls out before pressing back in, stilling
inside to feel the intense vibration from the bullet lodged deep in Jimin's ass.

"Please"Jimin wails desperately, "turn it off".

"I don't think so Kitten, I'm gonna fuck every drop of cum out if you, then I'm gonna fill you
with mine",he groans, picking up his pace as he pulls Jimins hips back to meet his thrusts.

Jimins whole body twitches, breaths caught in his throat as his whimpers only half reach
Yoongi. The dom continues to thrust directly into his sweet spot, the bundle of nerves feeling
swollen and tender, sensitive to the lightest touch.

"Fuck, Gimme your hand", Yoongi grunts, feeling Jimin clench continuously around him.
Taking his small hand in his, he reaches around and presses his little palm against the bulge
protruding from his stomach.

"That's my cock Jimin, You feel that?, You feel how far your body has parted for me?".

"Yoongi please", the sub garbled, the elders cock throbbing painfully simply hearing his
name fall from the blondes lips so blissfully, minds so lost in the passion spilling between
them they both forget the roles they are meant to play.

"Come on, cum, I can feel you clenching",he says,leaning over, his hands on Jimin's
shoulders, pressing him down into the mattress.

"I can't, please, I can't",Jimin begs,his throat raw.

"Yes you can Gimme one more", the dom orders, slow deep grinds drawing a shrill cry from
the body beneath him.
Upping the intensity of the vibration,Yoongi grinds harder into the younger, feeling the exact
moment his release hits him.

Jimins body locks tight, unable to move as he hears his own pitchy cries in his ears. He feels
like he's floating, his head fuzzy and light.
Stuttered pants fill the air as he paints the sheets with his release, feeling separated from his
body yet still so aware of the grinding thick heavy length that draws out to push back in.

His prostate is on fire, pain and pleasure turning him delirious.

Feeling Yoongi pull out he whines a small, "no".

The dom chuckles,removing the cockring from around his aching member. Grasping at
Jimins cheeks, his big hands knead the flesh before pulling them apart.
"You're still clenching for more", he grunts, thrusting forward.

Jimin whimpers needily, feeling high on endorphins, begging for his dom.

"Gonna have you screaming so loud they'll hear you in the club", Yoongi grunts, watching
wide eyed as his dick sinks in past the blonde's puffy rim.

"Fuck,your stretched so far around my cock baby", he gasps.

Pulling out, he thrusts in hard and fast, the blonde biting into the pillow as he tries to crawl
away,scrambling on hands and knees only to be pulled back and speared on the thick hot
meaty girth that fills him.

"Fuck,you take me so well, so fuckin perfect",Yoongi moans deeply.

He reaches to turn on the second bullet taped to Jimin's cock, leading to the sub crying out
and shooting upright.

"I can't", he wails on a long drawn out moan. He's reaching his limit,he can feel it.
Chest to back on their knees, Yoongi hugs his waist with one hand. The other reaches up to
grip his throat, squeezing lightly as the blonde's moans turn to gasped debauched whimpers.

Arousal burns through his veins as the buzzing and thrusting draw him tight like a bow. He
holds tight to Yoongi's wrist around his throat.
His other hand presses over the visible bulge of Yoongi's thrusts.

Looking down,a sob breaks out if him,

"I-I can see it, oh god I can see how deep you are", he chokes out, teary eyes rolling in the
back of his head as it tilts back to rest on Yoongi's shoulder.

Yoongi's balls seize up, his high racing towards him as he orders one last time,

"Come for me Jimin!".

"C-can't, not again, s'too much", he slurs, eyes wild as he feels his balls tighten once more.
Each thrust and grunt from his Dom hurtles him closer to an edge he can't take.
"Fuck I'm so close,so fucking close", Yoongi moans deeply, the sound causing Jimin clench
and cry out in pained arousal.

"Cum again for me Kitten, Now, cum with me", he pants filthily pushing Jimin face down.
Pressed to the pillows, the younger grasps at the sheets, needing something to ground himself
with.

"I can't", he sobs, tears staining the sheets.

"Yes you can, cum on my cock Jimin, make it yours", Yoongi grunts, feeling his release rush
upon him.

"Fuck, cum Jiminah, cum while I pump you full of me", he growls harshly, his thrusts
frenzied.

It's too much for Jimin. His hands grasp the sheets in a deathgrip. The bullet vibe in his ass
and taped to the head of his length have him trembling and twitching deliriously, tears
spilling from his eyes.

"Please", he sobs ,Yoongi's words and deep growl's setting a fire inside him as a fourth
release hurtles his way.

"T-too much,I can't",he babbles, thrashing around as Yoongi rails him.

"Fuck, yes you can, feel how deep I am",he says through a clenched Jaw, thrusting and
grinding against the bullet vibe.

"Leaning over, his chest on Jimin's back, a long moan punches through his throat.

"Gonna cum, fuck,you're so hot and tight I cant hold it anymore,", he gasps

Biting down on Jimin's shoulder, he drags him over the edge with him, both men trembling as
Yoongi's deep sinful moans fill the room, Jimin's sharp cries muffled into the pillow as he
feels Yoongi paint his insides.

Pulling out slowly, the Dom watched as the blondes hole leaks his release before fingering it
back inside.

Jimin can't even talk, whimpers leaving him as he squirms away. He feels like he's on a
cloud, the buzzing in his ears drowning everything out.

Yoongi rolls him onto his back, whispering softly to him.

Jimin tries to focus but he can't. His whole body tingles with adrenaline, too sated to move.
He feels like he's underwater,or drunk ,or-

"JIMIN LOOK AT ME",

His eyes snap towards the familiar voice, focusing on it as he feels a smile tug the corner of
his lips.
"That's it baby ,come back to me", he hears, as warm hands smooth over his skin.
He's vaguely aware of being cleaned up, of having cooling balm placed where needed.

"Kitten,come back to me",he hears again as a cold damp cloth washes over his face.
It takes another ten minutes for him to come around, Yoongi cradling his face ìn his hands as
he looks at Jimin in awe.

"You slipped into sub space baby",he smiles".

Jimin tries to sit up, shocked at Yoongi's words.

The dom gets him to drink a whole bottle of water and eat three tangerines before laying
them both down to get some much needed rest.

They fall asleep shortly after,limbs tangled together, Jimins head resting over Yoongi's
rapidly beating heart.

Later Jin checks on them, heart soaring to see Yoongi sleeping peacefully for once, without
tossing and turning, his arms wrapped protectively around his sub.

He decides against waking them,hoping that this time together will be the start of something
special for them both.

❤⛓❤

Yoongi stirs awake first, mind confused for a moment by the warm weight draped across his
waist. Opening his eyes, the sight before him takes his breath away.

Jimin's head rests on his shoulder facing him, his features soft and beautiful. A literal dream.

His blonde hair shimmers in the soft morning light, a complete contrast to the dark walls of
the room.
His pink pouty lips are parted slightly, blowing soft puffs of air onto Yoongi's collarbone.
His cheeks, still pink, make Yoongi's heart beat faster in his chest.

Reaching up, his large hand cups Jimins's pink cheeks, thumb moving to press down on the
pillowy bottom lip he has yet to feel against his own.
He wants to kiss him, has wanted it since the first night he had him pressed against the wall
of the club.

The overwhelming urge to plunder his mouth the night before had him turning the blonde on
his stomach, sinking into him from behind.

Kissing him would be too much, there would be no coming back from that, he already feels
too much for him.

Resting his forehead against Jimins, he can't stop himself from nuzzling their noses together.
Brushing his fingers over the velvet strap around the subs slender throat, his heart stops.
Realization that he had essentially collared Jimin in full view of anyone who had been
watching has him reeling.

It had felt so natural in the moment, he hadn't even second guessed it. He hadn't needed to.
But now in the cold light of day, panic sets in.

He's quickly pulled back into a peaceful mindset, the memory of Jimins glassy eyes and
whimpered breaths as Yoongi's voice pulled him back down from subspace has pride
blooming in his chest.
He has gotten one thing right in all of this.He has completely earned his subs trust, so much
so that Jimin, so new to all if this had reached sub space the first time Yoongi had finally
taken him.

Yoongi knows it takes an overwhelming amount of trust for a sub to completely let go, to
know fully that their Dom will take care of them during such a vulnerable moment. And fuck
it, Yoongi trusts him too, even after such a short time, more than he has any other sub in the
past.

The month without him had Yoongi pacing impatiently through his own club. Getting the text
from Jimin saying he wanted them to participate in theme night, together, had him pacing his
apartment in nervous anticipation.
He knew even then that the sub would try something outrageous, and he didn't disappoint.

Yoongi has never been turned on by being dominated, it's not his thing. But the
disappointment and frustration he had felt when Hoseok had called an end to the switch
scenes had shocked him.
Jimin had been just about to impale him on his veiny cock, and fuck did he want it.He's fully
hard now just thinking about it, about the pressure of Jimins length as it had pressed against
his rim.

"You're thinking too loud", he hears in a sleepy whisper from beside him.

Snapping his eyes to Jimin, the blonde gasps.The fire in Yoongi's eyes sets off an inferno in
his own as the Dom's breathing turns heavy.

"What were you thinking about?",the blonde murmurs. .

"Last Night", Yoongi admits unashamedly, turning the subs cheeks a darker shade of pink.
His next words have the blush spreading to Jimin's ears.

"I was thinking about how pissed I was that Hoseok ended your scene right when you were
about to fuck me", he adds bluntly.

Jimin gasps inwards as Yoongi rolls him on his back.

He whimpers, feeling Yoongi's hot hard length press against his thigh,the Domi grinding into
the thick muscle.

"I was pissed too,wanted to feel you around me",he admits bashfully, eyes blown wide.
"Wanna try it?",Yoongi asks, panting roughly against Jimin's throat as he grinds harder.

Jimins breathing deepens, his length painfully hard as it twitches with a need to be inside
Yoongi's hot wet cavern.

"Y-yes, please", he whispers shyly, hiding his face in his hands.

Yoongi groans,sitting up to straddle Jimins hips.

Reaching for the bedside locker, he retrieves the lube.Smearing it on his fingers, he reaches
behind and proceeds to open himself up, panting at the stretch around his fingers.

Jimin takes in Yoongi's facial expression, twisted in a frown as his fingers scissor himself
open.

"Don't hurt yourself",he whispers on a soft breath as he takes the lube and smothers it on his
cock, his other hand gripping Yoongi's thigh.

"Want you now", Yoongi groans, lifting his ass as he hovers over Jimin's rock hard cock.

The head catching on his sloppy rim has Jimin gasp.

"Yoongi, shit", he pants, pressing up while the Dom sinks down, taking all of him in one deep
slide.
The low breathy groans that leave Yoongi have Jimin wanting to hear more.
Swivelling his hips, he grinds upwards drawing an erotic whimper from the man above him.

"You're so hot inside ",Jimin whines, lifting his hips and flipping them so Yoongi is on his
back.
A harsh breathy groan leaves the shocked Dom as Jimin pins his hands by his head.

"Jimin", he growls in warning before the sub bites down on his collarbone.

"If you want it, then let me give it to you how I planned to in the scene", he whispers into the
crook of his shoulder.

"Fuck, ok, give it to me", the elder pants, spreading his legs wider as Jimin thrusts in, pace so
slow, teasing so that Yoongi feels every bumpy vein.

Yoongi's whole body twitches as it bows in an arch when Jimin's tip grazes his prostate.
"Fuck",he whimpers, the sound pulling a smirk from Jimin.

Zoning in on that one spot, he pulls out only an inch before thrusting in quickly, repeatedly.

"Ah shit", the Dom moans harshly, whimpers spilling from his chest as Jimin presses in deep,
swiveling his hips in a circular motion, the constant stimulating pressure on his sweet spot
making him tremble.

"Fuck Jimin stop, don't wanna cum yet", he gasps in a panic.

Jimin sits up, giving the panting Dom a moment's rest before he grips his hips hard and
thrusts in, pulling out immediately before setting a rough brutal pace.

Yoongi can hear himself whimpering and crying out, though he doesnt give a fuck.
Every time he moans he feels the blonde's dick twitch in his ass, spasming against his
prostate each time the hard shaft pounds into it.

"Fuck, Jimin,... slow down", he gasps, feeling his balls tighten as his orgasm approaches.

"No, I'm not stopping until I feel you come around my cock", Jimin groans, pace unrelenting
as he feels Yoongi's greedy hole suck him in and clench tight around him.

"I-I'm close Yoongi, so close", he pants, leaning forward to kiss along the elders neck, chests
pressed together.

Elbows bracing himself beside Yoongi's head, he grinds in hard, pulling a mewl from the
otherwise deep toned Dom. Jimins dick spasms as he continues to grind. Yoongi's cries ring
in his ears as the doms balls seize up, his releases spurting out between their bodies while he
trembles.

The clenching tightness surrounding him pulls Jimin over the edge, releasing into Yoongi's
quivering heat as he moans and pants, kissing along each inch of exposed skin he can reach.

They say nothing, Just lay together while they catch their breath until Jimin pulls out.

An impressive stream of milky release leaks from Yoongi's entrance, pulling a whimpered
gasp from him as Jimin who had never seen this sight before gulps. Reaching down to push it
back in, he now understands why Yoongi did the same last night.
He wanted Jimin to stay full of him.

Raising from the bed, he fetches a warm wet cloth from the adjoining bathroom to clean them
both up, wiping carefully at Yoongi's tender hole before smearing cooling balm over it gently.

The act of taking care of Yoongi like this feels so intimate. Looking him in the eye he asks,
"Are you ok,did I hurt you".

"No Jiminah you didn't hurt me", he reassures with a soft smile, pulling the sub to lay in his
arms.

"Are you a switch", Jimin blurts out drawing a chuckle from the amused Dom.

"No, I'm not a switch, I just like to bottom from time to time, but I don't enjoy being
dominated during scenes", he smiles, raising an eyebrow at his sub.

"Well then you shouldn't have picked switch night as the first theme", Jimin sasses with a
cheeky grin.

Frowning he adds, "but you were hard while I flogged you, and cuffed you, and teased you",
he says puzzled.
"That's because you arouse me. It wasn't you flogging me that got me off, it was the
knowledge that you did so to be a brat. I never know what to expect from you, but I do know
that it will lead to pleasure every time. You keep me on my toes and I like that, even if it
leads to a punishment. You're a joy to be around", he finishes as a furious blush paints Jimins
cheeks.

"That's good right",he asks shyly.

"Jimin, it's not good, it's great", he smiles, brushing his lips over the blondes temple while he
giggles happily in his Doms arms.

Sleep for now, when we wake up I'll take you for lunch and you can tell me all about where
you learned to talk, act, and fuck like a Dom",he teases.

Jimins howling laughter rings out into the room as he blushes thinking about everything
Taehyung and Jungkook had taught him, and ponders how to explain it.

Yoongi's soothing caresses lull him to sleep gently while he hums a song for him, his Dom's
heart beating in time with his.

❤⛓❤

After waking up from their shared nap, Jimin went to shower in the bathroom adjoining the
private room of the club, while Yoongi went in search of their clothes.
Opening the door, he finds them neatly folded in a small wicker basket with a note from Jin.

"Call me when you wake up, I want to know everything ;)".

"Nosy fucker", he scoffs throwing on the robe from the night before, making his way to his
office to collect his phone, keys, wallet, and Jimin's backpack which housed his own.

When he gets back, Jimin is already dressed and plugging in the hairdryer to style his hair,
humming the tune Yoongi had lulled him to sleep with.

Yoongi's heart skips a beat before it starts to race in his chest, a thundering gallop he has no
hope to control.
A soft fond look takes over his features before he laughs when Jimin's words turn the air
blue.

"Fuck,why won't you work", he whines giving the hairdryer a small shake.
Yoongi walks over to him, chuckling while he takes it from his dainty hands.

"Allow me",he offers, pressing lightly on his subs shoulder for him to sit.
Jimin smiles shyly. Unused to being pampered and taken care of like this, he almost falls
asleep again. The long fingers working through his hair, gently massaging his scalp feel like
heaven. After a couple of minutes he feels his doms hands hold the side of his face, a gentle
kiss being placed on the crown of his head.
"I won't be long", Yoongi smiles, walking backwards towards the shower room as Jimin
looks up at him awestruck.

"Thank you ...for drying my hair", he whispers.

"Anytime", the dom replies sincerely, disappearing inside the bathroom as the sound of
spraying water snaps Jimin out of his frozen state.
Taking out his phone he shoots off a txt to Taehyung.

Pjm: Hey did Yoongi usually spend the night with his subs at clubs...Just wondering 👀
Kth : WHAT. NO! 😲😌
Kth : Tell me everything 😏😏

Pjm : Later, he wants to take me to lunch 😊

Kth : Oh my god. OH MY GOD.

Kth : Jk just choked on his protein shake.
Kth : It came out his nose.
Kth : Wtf is going onnnn.

Pjm : I don't know, that's what I'm trying to find out 😐

Kth : Right, ya sorry, He has spent the night at the club with a sub once. Love at first sight he
called it..we all know how that ended 😑

Pjm : oh..ok..

🥰
Kth : Hey, don't feel disappointed. This is a huge deal, and you got a date with him..Maybe
you are special to him after all

Pjm : Wait... Is this a date....like..a date date 😳

Kth : Seems like it to me,Jk thinks so too.He never eats out with anyone, only us,Joon,Hobi
and Jin.

Pjm : Omg...my palms are sweating. What do I do?

Kth : Rule no1...No sex on the first date 😜

Pjm : Bye 👋🤨😐

Kth : No wait,..get back here.

Kth : Did you get what you wanted last night

😏

Pjm : Yes 😊

Kth : My work here is done.😌

Pjm : bye 😋😂

Kth : Have a great lunch.Remember to have one of your 5 a day 🍆😀😊

The sound of running water stopping has Jimin standing from the bed.

Yoongi walks out of the bathroom, a towel slung low around his hips as he uses another towel
to dry his hair.

Droplets of water bead all over his exposed skin, making Jimin blush.

The urge to drop to his knees and lick him dry has him swallowing harshly, closing his eyes
tight as he wrings his hands together and counts to ten.

When he opens his eyes Yoongi is looking directly at him, a knowing smirk on his lips as he
walks closer to the blonde.

"Now what might you be thinking to have your cheeks turn such a pretty pink for me hmm",
he mocks.

"Um, Just, You're naked,...and wet", Jimin babbles without thinking, a look of horror crossing
his face as he berates himself internally.

"Always so honest", the dom smiles, showing off his gums as Jimin's heart picks up speed.

"I'll get dressed real quick then we'll go, I want to stop off at my place and change though, we
can stop by yours too if you want", he offers.

"Yes please", Jimin beams,taking the hairdryer in hand, waiting for his Dom to dress so he in
turn can pamper him a little.

❤⛓❤

They stop off at Jimin's apartment first. The blonde, wanting to make a good impression,
takes half an hour to change before making his way back to Yoongi's car.

"I was about to report you as missing",Yoongi teases.

"I'm sorry", Jimin pouts, "I couldn't make up my mind.

"It's ok, You look great by the way",He says, eyeing Jimin from head to toe before he starts
the engine.

Yoongi spends 5 minutes changing before he's taking his place behind the wheel again. He
feels Jimin's eyes on him long after they set off to their destination.

"Do I have something on my face", he asks with a smirk.

"My ass if you insist on walking around looking like that in broad daylight", Jimin whispers
under his breath.
Yoongi stops at the next traffic light seconds later, sending a smoldering look in his subs
direction.

"That can easily be arranged", he says, eyes boring into Jimin's.

"What can?", the blonde asks, confusion written on his face.

"Your ass on my face", Yoongi tells him smugly, his big hands gripping Jimin's thigh and
giving it a squeeze.

Jimin's whole face turns pink instantly as he shrinks back in his seat, eyes landing
everywhere except his Dom.

"I didn't mean to say that out loud", he mumbles in embarrassment, hiding his face in his
hands.

"Well I hope to hear you think out loud more often", Yoongi smirks,", It really gives me an
insight into what thoughts go through that pretty little head of yours".

"You think I'm pretty?", Jimin asks in shock.

Looking Jimin in the eyes he grips his chin.

"Jiminah, You're the most beautiful person I've ever laid eyes on", he tells him sincerely,
smiling at the soft grin that settles over his subs features.

"So are you", Jimin replies bashfully. "I've never seen someone so handsome", he whispers,
blushing wildly.

Yoongi smiles at the compliment. Taking Jimin's small hand he raises it to his lips, leaving
soft kisses along each of his knuckles one by one, before settling their clasped hands on his
thigh while he drives on.

"You know I'm breaking my number one rule for you", he informs his sub, unsure if the
blonde had realized.

"I know", Jimin answers, "are you ok with that?".

"More ok than I thought I'd be. I'm nervous but the good kind of nervous", he smiles.

"Me too", Jimin tells him smiling. "So is this a date?", he asks, apprehensive yet hopeful.

"Do you think it's a date?", his Dom counters.

"I don't know", he answers honestly, "I didn't want to presume and make you uncomfortable.

"See, Your is one of the very reasons I want this to be a date. You're always looking out for
me. I'm not used to being taken care of or worried about by a sub, or a partner to be honest.
It's usually me doing all the looking after. I like it, I like how you care for me. But also, the
month you were gone from the club was horribly dull for me. I missed you a lot",he admits
much to the subs' shock.

"I missed you too, it was hard to stay away",Jimin replies, giving his Dom's hand a
comforting squeeze.

"No more staying away from each other, I can't fight this anymore", Yoongi says gesturing
between the two of them.

"I never wanted to fight it", Jimin whispers, earning a fond smile from his date as he again
raises his small hand to softly kiss along his open palm.

"Either did I Jiminah", he says, "I was just too scared to admit it. Now my only fear is letting
you slip through my fingers.

❤⛓❤

Yoongi brought Jimin to his favorite restaurant, where they ate until they thought they would
burst.
Yoongi told him all about his love for music, how his career producing orchestral pieces and
musical scores for mainstream movies and other large scale productions had amassed him
enough wealth to open his club,then expand further into club moonlight from the profits of
club Suga.

Jimin in return told him of his struggle to fight for the career he wanted. His love for dance
being his only passion, had driven a wedge between him and his parents. They had wanted
him to become a doctor. When he refused, they had insisted he move out. Trying to make it
as difficult as possible for him to succeed, they promised full financial support should he
come to his senses and apply to medical school.

But he made it, had worked extra hard, lived poorly for 4 years before landing the Job of his
dreams teaching dance at Seoul Academy of Arts, while still getting to take part in stage
productions for the more experienced dancers four times a year.

Yoongi listened intently, happy his determination and passion had gotten him where he
wanted to be, despite the odds stacked against him.

"I don't want to go home yet",Jimin admits with a pout after their meal is cleared away,
wishing for the date to never end.

"Then don't ,take a walk with me", Yoongi asks, lifting his hand and kissing his wrist gently.

"Ok", the blonde blushes, tummy filling with butterflies as they leave the restaurant hand in
hand.

Neither of them are aware of anything, only each other. They stroll together through a park
lined with beautiful trees,the scene made all the more beautiful thanks to beds of flowers of
all different colors scattered around the park.
Too wrapped up in each other, they miss the pair of shocked brown eyes marred by a frown
that observes them over lunch. Following them out the door at a safe distance, the eyes watch
them in the park, eventually deciding to leave the two to their privacy,..for now.

❤⛓❤⛓❤⛓❤⛓❤
 Chapter 5
Chapter Summary

With the reappearance of a face from his past, Yoongi makes a decision he soon regrets.

Taking his seat in a secluded cafe, Jin greets the person sitting opposite him.

"I must say, I was surprised to hear from you considering all our pleas to you over the last
two years fell on deaf ears", he says somewhat coldly".

"I didn't want to talk to him, I didn't see why I should",the other replies, her chin held high.

"Yet you suddenly want his new number now. Give me one good reason why I should give it
to you while you sit here so nonchalantly talking as if his mental health were of so little
importance to you".

"I was taking care of my own mental health Jin, I couldn't barely manage my own, let alone
take on someone else's", she snaps.

"You might have been able to bullshit Yoongi, but you can't bullshit me. You were country
hopping and having the time of your life while seeing the world, blowing the money he was
sending you for a top therapist while he was barely able to pull himself out of bed every day.

Cut the shit, you did this to him just as much as you did it to yourself with all your lies, I told
you to tell him the truth yet you selfishly refused" Jin scolds angrily.

"Yes he holds the responsibility for not reading the scene well enough, but that would never
have happened had you not lied to him for so damn long. You left him to shoulder the burden
of responsibility alone after putting him in a situation that he would never willingly agree to
be in. I know you were hurt that night, but you need to take responsibility for your part in
what happened. You played the victim, which on that night you were, but so was he. Not only
that, but he was a victim to your deceit for eighteen month, that's what led to that night", Jin
bites off, frustration radiating from him at having to deal with someone so full of entitlement.

Face pale, she looks at her hands where they lay daintily on her lap, knowing she can't bluff
her way past Jin she changes tactics.

"I know. I understand that now, but try to understand I was scared to lose him.", she sniffles.

" You lost him anyway, I told you how much could go wrong and you just plowed ahead with
your lies", Jin scoffs.

"I'm sorry",she whispers.

"You're apologizing to the wrong person", Jin fires at her. Not only that, but you denied
Yoongi the chance to apologize for a disaster of your own making.

Observing the half sad half bored look on her face he asks, "What's this really about Eun-
woo?".

"I've been seeing a therapist for the last few months. She helped me realize that this all
started with me, that I can't keep hiding behind what happened that night I can't avoid my
own responsibility in all of it.", she sniffles, guilt crossing her features.

"I regret what happened, I really did love him so much.I still love him. I never meant for
things to get so out of hand. I never meant to hurt him Jin, I know I messed up a great
relationship, a happy future, I want him back", She ends,determined in her as she looks him
dead in the eye.

"No, absolutely fucking not", Jin barks. "I get that you needed time, but two years, two
fucking years, and now you want him back"?.

"I want to try at least" ,Eun-woo cries out desperately. "Please, at least allow me to call him,
please give me his number", she begs desperately.

"No", Jin says with a fierce finality in his tone, leaving no room for argument, though that
doesn't stop her from trying.

"You think he'll forgive you if he ever finds out you stopped me from trying to make
amends", she smirks.

Leaning closer across the table, Jin glares daggers at her, an unbothered snort escaping him.

"This isn't something you can amend, You ruined his fucking life, ripped his future away. He
doesn't trust you anymore, isn't too blinded by his love for you to see that I'm looking out for
him. He's finally happy again, If I have to lose his friendship to ensure he stays happy that's a
risk I'll take, for him".

"He's happy?",she frowns sadly. "Because of that blonde boy?",she asks.

"What are you talking about?"Jin asks cautiously, alarm bells now ringing.

"I saw them together, on Sunday,having lunch", Eun-woo says flatly.

"And you text me to meet Sunday night", Jin scoffs. "Christ, so that's what this is really
about", he curses. "Were you ever going to text him if you hadn't seen him with someone
else.

Caught off guard by Jin's question, she comes up short for an answer.

"You know, I always thought you loved him deep down, I really did, so prove me right,
please, leave him alone", Jin asks.
"I can't do that if there's still a chance for us", she says. "If he feels how I feel I know we can
make it work somehow.

"This is ridiculous, we're done here", Jin says in a huff, and you can pay for my fucking
coffee", he adds before turning his back on her.

"I know about his club,....don't make me show up there", she says robotically, staring out the
window as she stirs the spoon around in her coffee.

"You wouldn't dare", Jin growls.

"Are you willing to risk it?Don't give me his number if you don't want to, but at least give
him mine. At least give him the choice I didn't, otherwise you're no better than me",she
ends,throwing a few bills on the table before storming past him.

Sitting into his car, Jin feels weary. Why the fuck did she have to come back now when
Yoongi and Jimin were just starting to flourish.

If he's honest, he's not confident Yoongi will choose Jimin over her, she was his whole life,
she broke him. He will want to see her at least once.

Unlocking his phone he creates a new group chat, excluding Yoongi, giving the others a
quick rundown of everything that was said.

Kth : She only wants him now that he's with someone else, I say we don't tell him.

Jjk : I understand how you feel but we have to let hyung decide for himself.

Jhs : I agree with Jk, he should be given the chance to decide if he wants to talk to her, I'm
just not sure I wanna know where it leads.

Ksj : I agree with Tae, as much as I want to be honest with him I'm scared he'll take her back.

Knj : What we think doesn't matter. This was a major incident in hyungs life and whether he
takes her back or not, he needs to address it. This is the perfect opportunity for him to do so. I
hate to say it but we have to tell him.

Ksj : Fuck it.

Kth : We'll tell him together.

Ksj : ok, tonight, his apartment. 8 o clock.

Knj: 👍

Jhs : 👍

Kth : 🖕
Jjk : 👍

❤⛓❤

Yoongi is late, an hour late. Both being busy on Thursdays, they had arranged a date for 8.30.

It's now 9.30 and Jimin is growing impatient.

He calls Yoongi's, though the call rings out.

Sending a quick text to make sure everything is ok, he waits for a reply.

Pjm : Hey, just wondering if we're still on for our date. I know you had a busy day, it's ok if
you wanna reschedule 😚

Forty minutes later his phone buzzes beside him. Reaching for it excitedly, he can't help the
pang of disappointment that fills him when he opens the reply.

Myg : 👍

Frowning, he replies.

Pjm : Is everything ok, maybe you should sleep early tonight.

He doesn't receive a reply. Crawling into bed sometime after midnight, he puts his own mind
at ease, telling himself Yoong must have fallen asleep after a long day.

On the other side of town, Yoongi pulls into the underground car park of his building. Feeling
a sense of warm peace wash over him as he thinks through the evening events.

He had been shocked to hear Eun-woo was back and wanted to speak with him.

After demanding her number from Jin, he had rushed out the door, uncaring of the worried
looks that followed after him.

Calling her immediately, his heart had stopped in his chest as the first sound of her sweet
voice washed over him in two years.

"Meet me at our favorite spot?"he had asked her, smiling as he heard the happiness in her
reply.

"I'll be there in 15 minutes".

Their reunion had been surreal, Yoongi holding her at arms length by the shoulders as he took
in her appearance while she beamed up at him.

Her petite frame, her beautiful round eyes, her long flowing silky hair. She hadn't changed a
bit.
"Are you ok, are you,...have you been ok since,..since what happened. I'm so sorry for
everything", he had gasped, breaking down as he finally got to say the words that had held
him back.

"Shh it's ok, I'm ok I promise please don't cry", she herself had sobbed. I'm the one who
should apologize, It was my own doing. I should never have left it this long ", she had
sniffled as guilt ate at her seeing how hurt Yoongi still was by past events.

"I'm so sorry I lied to you, none of that would ever have happened if I had come clean",she
had said.

"I'm sorry I wasn't more observant, I hurt you so much that night", Yoongi had croaked out.

"Shhh no, I hurt myself, none of that matters anymore, we're both ok now", she soothed.

Taking his face in her hands she looked up into his eyes,", It's good to see you Yoongi '', she
whispered softly.

Feeling out of sorts at the intimate contact,he had taken her hands from his face and held
them in his own as he stepped back.

"It's good to see you too", he replied.

They spent hours filling each other in on the past two years, apologizing profusely to each
other between stories as they wandered around the quiet streets aimlessly.

Strolling back to their cars, Eun-woo had taken Yoongi's hand in hers.

"I need to say this or I'll regret it forever,

I still love you, and I want us to try again. I'm willing to do whatever you ask of me to earn
your forgiveness. We were so happy, so I'm asking you to give us a chance to be that happy
again", she whispered softly, as if afraid to say the words aloud.

Yoongi had stood rooted to the spot, his heart almost beating out of his chest. This was
everything he had wanted for the last two years. Now she was right there in front of him,
asking for him to grab hold and never let go.

His palm had cupped her soft cheek, staring into her deep brown eyes.

He stepped closer, unsure if he was hallucinating.The warmth of her body so close to his they
breathed the same sir.

Smiling softly,he'd gazed at her for a long moment before he spoke.

"Eun-woo",he whispered as he leaned in and kissed her forehead,

"I love you too, part of me always will, but I'm a different person now and I don't want to go
back to what we had. Too much has happened for both of us to be together again, I know that
deep down you know that too, don't you?", he had said.
And she nodded, through teary eyes.

"I had to say it or I'd always wonder what if",she sniffled as they hugged.

"Can we stay in touch, maybe have coffee from time to time", she asked.

"Sure we can"; he replied before they parted ways, plans in place for a coffee the following
Monday.

Arriving back at his apartment ready to sleep the night away, he jumps in surprise seeing five
scowling/concerned faces staring back at him from his large sofa.

"What are you guys doing here?"he smiled.

"Did you fuck her", Taehyung asks bluntly, unable to hide his distasteat the whole situation.

"What, no, what the fuck Tae", he retorts in shock. "Is that what you all think I was doing?",
he adds in disbelief.

Seeing raised eyebrows point in his direction he scoffs.

"I'm with Jimin, you guys know that".

,"Mhmm, Yeah, how did your date go by the way", Namjoon asks.

Looking sheepish he avoids their gazes.

"I never got round to collecting him, I needed to deal with this", he tells them.

"Did you tell him you were going to see her?"Jin asks.

"No", he admits. "I didn't want to worry him, Now that it's dealt with I can tell him".

"You should have told him. It put us in the awkward position of having to lie. He called us,
he was worried when you didn't show up", Hoseok informs him.

"I'm sorry, it won't happen again",Yoongi tells them sincerely.

"Ok, it better not, now fill us in, how did it go?"Jungkook Says.

They all sit around, shocked that she had confessed that very night, even more shocked yet
extremely relieved that he had rejected her attempt to reunite.

"Hyung I'm really happy you said no", Taehyung sniffles, "I'm sorry, but you"ve come so far
lately, You're happier".

"Hey it's ok, I'm not going back to something that almost ruined me. We're just friends now. I
told her that", he assured them all.

"Well just be careful Yoongi, she only tried to contact you because she saw you with Jimin
when you both had lunch, she was feeling territorial. Be wary of her intentions ok", Jin
advises.

Yoong looks on in surprise before answering.

"I will, I don't want her anywhere near Jimin. I don't want a dark cloud hanging over what we
have. I don't mean anything bad by that but he's just so pure and good. He brings out the best
in me, I don't want my past to affect us anymore than it has already", he admits, biting his lip.

"Then keep her at a healthy distance hyung", Namjoon smiles before adding, "I'm proud of
you.

"Thanks", Yoongi whispers, returning his smile as the others beam at him.

"Did you get the closure you needed", Jin asks curiously.

"You know, I don't think I needed closure as much as I needed to see with my own eyes that
she was ok, and she is, so yeah, I got what I needed. Now I can really let go", he says, right
before his face crumbles.

The others rush to comfort him, his sobs of relief ringing through his apartment. The weight
of two years of emotional turmoil finally lifted from his shoulders, replaced by the warmth of
his friends who had stood by him through it all.

"Thank you for not leaving me", he sniffles.

"Yoongi what the fuck, we would never leave you, you have an 80" flatscreen don't be
ridiculous", Jin teases.

And just like that, the mood is switched to one of playful teasing, the group spending the next
hour laughing at each other's expense.

❤⛓❤

Jimin wakes up in the morning to four missed calls and a text from Yoongi, relief flooding
through him as he opens the message.

Myg : Jiminah, I'm sorry for replying so late and I'm so sorry I missed our date. I promise to
make it up to you if you'll allow me the chance.

Myg : Something came up. I don't want to tell you about it like this so please meet me at the
club before opening so I can explain. Sweetdreams ❤

Pjm : It's ok, these things happen ,you don't have to make it up to me. All I need is to know
you're ok ❤

Myg : Good morning baby. I'm good, never been better.

Pjm : That's great. Is eight a good time?

Myg : Eight is perfect. Have a good day peach 🍑

Pjm : You too "Sir" 🍆😛
Myg : BRAT

Pjm : Only for you 😊

Myg : 😌

❤⛓❤

At 8.15 on Friday night, Jimin knocks on the door to Yoongi's office. Hearing him talk on the
phone he pops his head in the door, smiling bright and waving wildly to alert him to his
presence.

Noticing Jimin's arrival, Yoongi sheepishly says goodbye to his caller.

"Listen I gotta go I'll see you Monday ok", he whispers quietly.

Jimin skips in the door, heart fluttering in the presence of his Dom.

"Yoongi I have great news,I'm so excited to tell you",he beams, arms out ready to throw
around him. The Doms eyes snap up in his direction,the expression in them freezing him mid
hug.

Jimin lowers his arms as his doms eyes then swoop around the room, landing anywhere but
on him.

"Is everything ok", he frowns, worry and dread filling him as the dom just gives a curt nod.

"Sit please", Yoongi requests, before turning to take his own seat.

Jimin feels anxiety churn in his gut. He feels like they've regressed to when they first met.

He takes a seat, his heart pounding in his chest so loud, he's sure Yoongi must hear it.

"About our date last night", the Dom begins. "Seokjin informed me that Eun-woo wanted to
see me, I felt like after everything that happened, that needed to be prioritized in that
moment", he explains dryly.

"Wait I'm confused, who's Eun-woo", Jimin asks, his small hands gripping the arms of the
chair as a cold sensation works its way up his arms like pins and needles.

"She was my Fiance", Yoongi says blankly.

Jimin is speechless, and confused by Yoongi's somewhat cold demeanor.

Clearing his throat, unsure of what to say, he's sure of only one thing. Yoongi is finding the
situation extremely difficult.
"How did it go, are you ok? Has she been ok?", Jimin asks sincerely, stunning the Dom
before him.

"I-uh, ya she's great. She's doing well. It was good to see for myself that she's ok", he admits
coughing awkwardly.

"That's good, I'm glad she's doing well and you got to see that. You could have messaged me
when you got home,we could have still gone to eat or something.

I received good news yesterday. I really wanted to share with you but I would have
understood the importance of you needing to meet her first", Jimin explains gently with a soft
smile.

"I did message you when I got home", Yoongi replies quietly, ultimately ignoring most of his
subs' statements.

Jimin's eyebrows furrow in confusion.

"But,-...you messaged me after midnight", he says, waiting for Yoongi to explain further,
tilting his chin downwards as understanding dawns on him.

"You got home after midnight?", Jimin asks quietly.

"Yeah I did", the Dom says in a flat tone.

"And you replied with a thumbs up when you were with her?", the sub asks shakily.

"Yeah".

"And ignored my calls", his dejected tone questions.

"Yeah,..listen", Yoongi says, cutting off what Jimin was about to say next.

"She wants to try again. I was against it last night but today,I just,..I'll be having coffee with
her Monday, as friends, and after that more often", the club owner tells him hesitantly.

Jimin stills in his chair, eyes downcast as he wills his nausea and stinging tears away,

"Does she know about me?, about our arrangement?", he asks, voice barely a whisper.

"Yes, she understands I am training you", the Dom replies stiffly while Jimin scrunched his
eyes shut. Hot tears sting his lids at being downgraded so carelessly to a trainee.

"If there's something you want to say then say it Jimin", Yoongi bites out, not quite
understanding why he's snapping at the teary sub before him who has done nothing but bring
him comfort and peace.

The hurt in the blonde's eyes is impossible not to notice, yet Yoongi chooses to ignore it. He's
had too much on his mind all day.
The photo sequence of past memories sent to his phone by Eun-woo after lunch, had played
havoc with his tender heart and his guilt.

Video clips of their dates, a recording of the forgotten piano piece Yoongi had composed for
her were like a splash of cold water to the face.

Was he really ready to give up on what they had, for someone he's known for a little over two
months. He wouldn't get a chance like this with her again. He needed to be sure he was
making the right decision.

{ "Wow", Jin had scoffed when Yoongi confided in him over dinner. "

She's good,better than I gave her credit for. Don't be a fool for her Yoongi, she's playing you
just because she doesn't like seeing you with someone else".

"You don't know that, I'm sorry but I at least deserve a minute to think this through before
making a final decision after everything that happened", Yoongi had bitten out as a whirlpool
of emotions swam in his gaze.

"Maybe if we can be friends it can grow into more, she was going to be my wife for christ
sake. I need to know I won't regret walking away".

Jin had sat frozen in disbelief before rising up from his chair.

"Have you even thought about Jimin in all of this", he had asked, leaning over the table.

"I'll talk to him before the club opens. If he wants to continue his training then I'll speed up
the process. I've been going easy on him, but the quicker he learns what he wants to know,
the quicker he can find a Dom", Yoongi had told him.

Jin had stared at him, concern marring his features before he uttered words he never thought
he would say.

"You're being a selfish thoughtless prick Min Yoongi", he had cursed, turning his back as he
left the restaurant. }

"Answer me Jimin, if you have something to say then say it", Yoongi demands in a harsher
tone now.

The confused blonde blinks away tears rapidly, his breaths faltering, heart lurching in his
chest.

"I'm not sure what I can say. I feel now that it's not my place to speak on this", he whispers,
head bent to avoid Yoongi's cold gaze. After one date, he knows he isn't comfortable giving
an ultimatum to his Dom, not that Yoongi would choose him anyway.

"Good, I'm glad we're in agreement", the club owner mutters."I think it's best if we return to
the contract and keep things club related, or I could get Jackson to take you on if you prefer.
"How quick can you finish my training", Jimin asks numbly, not comfortable with another
Dom finishing what Yoongi had started.

"2 months", the Dom answers.

"Make it 1,...1 month, I think it will be better for us both if we get it done as soon as
possible", Jimin breathes out on a shaky breath.

That catches Yoongi's attention, and has his chest fill with an unpleasant emotion. The
downturned head of his sub has a feeling of guilt wash through him, though he pushes it
away.

"No", he tells himself, "he deserves the time required to see if he and Eun-woo can make it
work, they had their whole life planned out, a good life, he'd be stupid to ignore that".

"It will be an intense month, are you prepared for that? '' Yoongi asks roughly, slightly bitter
at Jimin's eagerness to be done with him sooner, even though he knows he has no right to be.

"Yes, I'm prepared", Jimin replies quietly before rising to his feet.

"Where are you going?", Yoongi asks harshly.

"The club will open soon. I need to shower and change. I'm sorry, I came straight from dance
practice", the blonde mumbles softly, feeling embarrassed and foolish for being rejected by
Yoongi yet again.

His cheeks burn pink as he internally berates himself for ever believing he was special to the
man before him.

Yoongi looks up shocked, unable to hide his concern for the sub he had just pushed away.

"But it's 8.30pm, You've been working since 9am. Have you even eaten yet?", the dom rushes
out.

"Actually, work finished at 4. I had to start learning choreography for the winter showcase
today. It took longer than expected", Jimin explains, eyes on the ground still.

"The winter showcase", Yoongi frowns, ``You never told me you got the part".

Jimin looks up, sadness filling his eyes, breathing out tiredly he sighs,

"I tried ".

Yoongi feels like an ass, the guilt he had been pushing away all evening floods him as Jimin
stands up a little straighter and smiles bravely, though the Dom can tell its forced.

"I'll go get ready now, I guess I'll see you out there", he says before quickly leaving the room,
his head hanging low.
Yoongi sits heavily at his desk, his head in his hands as the headache he's been pushing away
since lunch pounds through his skull.

This feels so wrong to him, but he can't turn his back on Eun-woo either. He knows being this
cold to Jimin is unfair but it's the only way to protect their hearts, until he's sure of what to
do.

Opening his desk drawer he takes out a pack of pain relief tablets. Popping two, he stands to
leave his office, preparing himself for the cold reception he's sure he's about to face from Jin.

In the shower room, Jimin cries until his eyes burn. The pain in his chest almost cripples him
as he struggles to suck air into his lungs through the sobs clogging his throat.His hands
tremble while he tries to scrub his pain away.

Getting out, he dries off, dressing quickly. Panic fills him as he takes in his swollen eyes, red
rimmed and irritated from his salty tears. Everyone will know he's been crying. He'll have to
think of an excuse and fast.

Taking the sandwich out of his backpack that he hadn't had a chance to eat all day,he makes
his way to the club floor.

He sits alone, in the secluded corner he had once playfully ran to, away from Yoongi.

Not far from where he sits, in his own secluded area, his confused Dom takes him in.

How aches seeing how small and lonely he looks. He can see dull emptiness in his once
shining eyes, how his small frame hugs knees that are pulled up to his chest. He did that to
him, he thinks to himself.

He can see clearly how Jimin chews his food, then struggles to swallow it. Not even halfway
through he wraps it back up before laying his cheek on his knees, looking out over the club
that's slowly starting to fill.

Eyebrows pulled together, the sweet sub sits up straight before getting to his feet. Surprise
evident on his features, he slowly makes his way across the club. The smile slowly growing
on his face does not go unnoticed by Yoongi.

Getting to his feet, the Dom follows him, curiosity and annoyance gripping him as his sub
approaches the one club member Yoongi wanted him to meet the least.

Jimin stands behind a man he has seen every day for the last 4 years, but never here. His heart
thumps in his chest with both anxiety and relief. Tapping on his shoulder he calls out softly,
the figure slowly turning to face him,

"Taemin?".

"Jimin?, what are you doing here?'' his workmate and dance partner smiles, before pulling
Jimin into a warm hug.
"I'm training to be a sub", Jimin says nervously, looking around awkwardly only to see
Yoongi standing beside them, his expression almost angry.

"You know him?", the club owner asks the sub roughly.

"Yes we work and dance together", Jimin replies as both men nod at each other.

"Do you know him?", Jimin asks his Dom who currently has his jaw clenched.

"Ya I do, I vouched for him", he scoffs flatly, his chest tightening in time with his churning
stomach and sweating palms as he blankly states,

"He's the other Dom you matched up with!".

❤⛓❤

Jimin gasps, eyes widening comically as Yoongi's words register in his head. How was this
even possible?

His Dom, or rather his trainers eyes flit between the two dancers, his expression a mix
between hurt, anger and anxiety. All his own doing, his mind screams at him.

Faced with the possibility of really losing Jimin, he feels heat prickle at the back of his eyes
while his chest aches.

Taemin frowns looking between the two men before him. "I wasn't made aware a match had
been found for me", he says, tilting his head to the side, eyebrow raised in question.

"That's because I was also a match for him, he chose me", Yoongi dismisses coldly.

"He chose you to train him, after that, I assure you, I WILL be pursuing him if it is his wish
to find a Dom who's not preoccupied", Taemin says smoothly.

The confidence that rolls off of him in waves has Yoongi feeling suddenly inadequate,
especially at the mention of him being preoccupied.

"What the fuck is that supposed to mean", Yoongi snaps, his pride taking a hit.

"You tell me. All I know is Jin called Jackson and asked him to come meet your trainee, to let
them see if they could work well together, because Jin is tired of you giving him mixed
signals. Jackson asked me to come along with him. I'm glad I did now, seeing who your
trainee is", Taemin retorts, squaring his shoulders".

"He's not my trainee, he's my sub", Yoongi growls without thinking, looking away quickly as
he remembers downgrading Jimin's status so coldly.

"That's not what you told Jin though is it", Taemin snaps back.

"And Judging by Jimin's appearance it's not what you've told him either".
"This is none of your business", the club owner growls, frustration and a world of confusion
overwhelming him to the point it trembles through his whole frame.

"Actually, when it comes to Jimin, it is my business, more than it is yours, I won't let you hurt
him", Taemin vows, determination lacing his tone.

Both men stare at each other, breathing harshly, neither of them wanting to back down. The
headache Yoongi had been nursing has turned into a migraine somewhere along the way.
Turning on his heels, he storms across the club floor.

Jimin, feeling unwanted and abandoned, crumbles into a mass of sobs, wishing he could
follow after him but knowing it's not his place anymore. Taemin comforts him, leading him
to a secluded corner where a stranger sits with Jin.

"What have You gotten yourself into Jimin-ah", he whispers in the subs ear, sitting them side
by side. Cradling him in his arms, he runs his fingers through his soft blonde locks to soothe
him.

"Are you really going to try to pursue me? '', Jimin panics outwardly after a few moments.

Only if it were something you were interested in too", Taemin assures. We know we work
well together, We trust each other, and you know I've always thought you were beautiful,
inside and out. But trust, that's very important in a Dom/Sub set up and we know we have
that",Taemin explains.

"You're really hung up on Hyung though aren't you",he finishes.

Jimin can only nod while his heart clenches in his chest.

"Is he ok '', he hears a stranger ask. Looking up he sees a handsome man gazing back at him,
concern clear in his eyes.

"I'm ok",Jimin sniffles bravely while the stranger reaches over, drying the tear tracks on his
cheeks with his thumbs.

Looking at Jin, Jackson scoffs.

"Namjoon is a fucking liar, I'll be having a word with him later".

"It was my idea", Jin grimaces, a look of guilt crossing his features.

"Sorry, If I'd known Eun-woo was gonna show up and knock everything on its ass I would
have never suggested it".

"What's going on", Jimin asks timidly, feeling out of the loop.

"This is Jackson, he was meant to meet you the night your training started. I saw how you
piqued Yoongi's interest so I asked Namjoon to make up an excuse to throw Jackson off", Jin
explains
"Ya he told me you were a lot of work and not to waste my time",Jackson butt's in.

"But you're pretty special aren't you Jimin.You're the talk of the clubs. The enigmatic sub
who pulled Hyung out of the shadows and tried to top him. Word travels fast on the scene",
he tells the blonde softly.

Jimin blushes wildly at the compliment before saying modestly. "I don't know about that,I'm
just a trainee".

"No, You are so much more than that", Taemin assures him softly, placing a kiss on his
temple, skinship very common between them after years of dancing together.

"Hyung is just confused right now. Nothing a little healthy competition can't fix", he grins.

"I don't want to play games with him, he's been through enough of that already, I won't do it
to him", Jimin says insistently, sitting upright with a frown.

Jin smiles warmly at him.

"We wouldn't either, we just want what's best for you both. Maybe if he sees you start to
consider another trainer, it might be the kick he needs to wake up",he explains.

"It's not my place to interfere, he's made his choice", Jimin tells them firmly.

"Please just hear me out", Jin asks before calling the others over through their earpieces.

Once they've all settled in their seats The eldest begins.

"So I've filled everyone in on the latest development, though I'm not sure how much you
know Jimin",he nods in the subs direction.

"Eun-woo sent some files to Yoongi's phone today. Pictures and videos from their past, audio
of a musical piece he composed for her, vacation vlogs. She knows full well how sentimental
he is, she's playing with him,knowing this will tug at him. She's also laying the guilt on thick
knowing how empathic he is. She sent him voicemails of her crying about how much she
misses him, pictures of old babygrows she kept, telling him how alone she is with no
relatives, how he always made her feel safe and loved. He already carries enough guilt, we
have to intervene before she damages him further", Jin explains, anger seeping through his
tone.

"What do you mean old babygrows?",Jimin asks hesitantly.

Hoseok clenches his jaw, expression angry as he looks to Jin before saying,

"She announced her pregnancy a month before everything fell apart.

After it all turned to shit, she had us", he says pointing between himself and Jin, "tell Yoongi
the stress caused her to lose the baby. He was heartbroken.Couldn't eat or sleep, Couldn't get
out of bed".

"It all seemed too convenient to me," Hoseok continues. "Eun-woo had turned the wedding
into this big dramatic affair. Yoongi was never one for crowds. His anxiety had him calling
off the wedding until they could figure out a compromise. All of a sudden she was pregnant
and the wedding was back on", Hoseok scoffs.

"I had told Jin I didn't believe her,though he still believes she'd never stoop that low", he
finishes, shaking his head as his voice chokes up.

Jin continues for him,

"We visited her in hospital after her anxiety attack, they were keeping her for two days, that's
when she told us she lost the baby and asked us to inform Yoongi.

Jackson looks away as if lost, thinking to himself while confusion casts a frown on his face.

"Their baby died", Jimin asks in shock, pain in his eyes from the unbearable loss they must
have felt. He's been through so much, it still affects him so deeply", the sub sniffles.

"He must blame himself, that's why he feels like he should grant her what she wants and see
if they can make it work, he feels responsible for her", he utters on a shaky breath.

"But she should know how much this will hurt him, what she's doing to him isn't fair. She's
playing with his emotions", he finishes as a tear slides down his cheek.

"Oh she knows. That's exactly why she's doing it. In her own way she thinks she loves him,
she's desperate to have him back. I used to believe she loved him once too, though not
anymore ", Hoseok chimes in.

"She only wanted to get in contact with him when she saw him with you on your date", Jin
explains to the blonde who's eyes widen at the information.

"When I asked her if she had any intention of reaching out before then, she froze. She was
never going to until she saw him with you".

"I told him she was selfish when we fought last month. I even felt bad after", Jimin blurts out.

"If this is what she's like when they aren't even together anymore, then how manipulative was
she when they were in a relationship", he finishes, realization suddenly dawning on the faces
of the others.

"I told you we shouldn't have said anything to him", Taehyung says, frustration clear in his
tone.

"We couldn't risk her showing up at the club Tae, she would do it", Namjoon explains softly.
"Everyone knows her from what happened before, so they know she's not a sub. The club
members' comfort would be at risk if they recognised her, we couldn't do that to them.
"I know, You're right", Taehyung concedes, pouting while Jungkook pulls him into his arms
gently.

"We have to put a stop to whatever plan she has", Taemin breathes out, concerned for his old
friend.

"Hold up, rewind I'm confused", Jackson interrupts."I thought hyung was a mess because he
heard she was back in town which would be understandable after what happened, but you're
saying she wants him back"?, he asks, completely bewildered.

"Yes", he's helping her move into her new apartment on Monday because she has no one else.

"No, Jin this is so fucked up", Jackson rushes out in a panic.

"We know, but it's going to be ok, we'll fix this", Namjoon says softly.

Getting to his feet, frustration evident in his stance he blurts out.

"No, You don't understand, Eun-woo is Married. She's completely fucking with him.

Shocked gasps of "WHAT" erupt around them.

"Are you sure?"Jungkook asks, his tone deep, angry.

"Yes I'm sure. I was seeing someone at the time, around 18 months ago. She invited me to her
cousin's wedding as her plus one, turns out the cousin was Eun-woo", he scoffs.

"That's not possible, Eun-woo has no living relatives, her sibling and parents died in a crash
when she was eighteen", Hoseok informs.

Jackson looks each of them in the eye slowly before saying, "She is a manipulative
compulsive liar, I met her whole damn family, Aunts, Uncles, Cousins. She never had
siblings, she's an only child. Her parents are alive and well, as are her grandparents.

"What the fuck", Hoseok growls furiously, getting to his feet, pacing over and back to rid
himself of the nervous energy rushing through him.

"You all need to keep him away from her before she fucks his life up further", he warns.

Taking out his phone, Jin places a call.

"Sejin, I need you to run a background check and I need it to stay between us, you can't tell
Yoongi", he says gravely.

"Oh, I don't think I can do that, Yoongi's my boss. Who is it for anyway", the other asks.

"Kim Eun-woo", Jin informs him, the silence on the other end of the line telling him Sejin
isn't happy to hear her name again.

"On it, I'll have it by lunchtime tomorrow", he replies after a moment.

"Thank you, I really appreciate it," Jin breathes out in relief before ending the call..

"If all of this is true and she's as manipulative as we're starting to see, then this was a messy
relationship and Yoongi never saw that. He was blinded by her sweet soft act. He loved her
so much. Without getting any closure when things ended, her sudden reappearance and based
on how he reacted to her files today, she still knows how to dig her claws in deep", Jin
exhales roughly.

"She knows exactly how to get under his skin. But for what reason. I don't get it, come on she
got married 6 months after they ended, none of this makes sense it's so messed up", Jungkook
sighs.

"I never said anything about the wedding because I knew he was already hurting, I didn't
want to hurt him further", Jackson breathes out.

"You did the right thing", Jin tells him. "None of us could have seen this coming".

"I know, Jackson agrees". Listen,I have a plan. I'll ask her cousin to go for lunch,I'll try to
find out what I can and get back to you guys",he says getting to his feet.

"Thanks Jackson", Jimin says timidly, "You're a really good friend".

Walking over towards the blonde, he smiles softly,telling him, "You're going to be an
amazing sub, you have great potential. If things don't work out with your training here, get
my number from Joon. I'd happily take you on", he says, winking at him before walking
away.

"Hey, get in line", Taemin growls after him jokingly, earning a shy giggle from the sub now
burying his face in the crook of his shoulder.

"What are we gonna do about Hyung", Jungkook asks worriedly.

"For now, nothing. We need to see what Sejin and Jackson find out first before bringing it to
his attention", Namjoon says.

"But he's really anxious and uptight today,closed off even. How can we help him?", Jimin
asks, worried for the man he's grown such a strong connection to.

The others eye each other, prompting Jimin to ask, "What', what is it?".

Taemin exhales long and hard.

"The best thing that might help right now is a scene, get him out of his own head and into his
Dom mindset, where he can be completely focused on something else. On you", he suggests.

"I'm not sure he wants to scene with me anymore, He will refuse", Jimin says, biting his lip
nervously.

"He does want you. He's confused right now, but he called you his sub on instinct when I
showed interest in you. He might not realize it yet himself, but he wants to keep you as that",
he reassures, getting to his feet, pulling the blonde with him as he grabs his bag.
"Where are we going", Jimin gasps as the long haired Dom pulls him towards the scene area.

Turning to face him Taemin says, "We're going to draw him out. Do you trust me?".

"Of course", Jimin answers immediately, wide eyes on the Dom.

"Will you allow me to start a scene with you?" He asks, "I have a theory about your Dom that
I want to test out".

"He's not my Dom, he's my trainer", Jimin sulks.

"Mhmm,we'll see about that, now stop pouting and tell me your safe word, or I'll gag you",
Taemin demands smugly, drawing a gasp from the blonde as he walks him up the steps
towards a St. Andrews Cross.

"Y-yellow", Jimin gulps nervously.

"Good, very good baby", Taemin smirks, slapping his friends ass hard, earning a surprised
yelp and a giggle from the blushing blonde.

"Shirt off", Taemin orders in a teasing tone as he pulls thick soft leather cuffs from his bag.

Jimin obeys instantly, his shirt pooling in a puddle at his feet. Taemin asks for his wrists,
placing the cuffs over them before clicking them shut.

Looking directly over Jimin's shoulder, he locks eyes with Yoongi who sits at the bar across
the club.The shocked wide eyes of the Dom do little to hide his panic as he stands from his
stool.

"Breathe for me baby, use your safeword whenever you need", Taemin reassures as he turns
Jimin around, his back against the giant X.

Jimin's eyes instantly lock on Yoongi's, his gut twisting as Taemin pulls him back with a
finger under his chin.
Tilting his head up he orders,

"Eyes on me, Hands above your head", the blonde doing so immediately. The feeling of his
arms being locked in place settles a soothing calm over his weary bones.

"Spread", Taemin demands, bending down to clip ankle cuffs on the blonde. Jimin's breathing
deepens, the feeling of having his legs manhandled into place at the bottom of the X pooling
heat in his gut.

"Jimin, look at me", Taemin whispers softly, caressing the vulnerable subs cheek.

Jimin looks up into his eyes, seeing that same vulnerability looking back at him.

"I don't want to cross a line here, You safeword immediately If you feel uncomfortable for
any reason, understand", he asks.
"Yes Sir", Jimin replied instantly, earning a pleased smile and a "Christ you're a perfect little
sub already", from the Dom.

"We've danced together for years Jiminah, we know each other's bodies well. Think of this as
another dance together", he whispers seductively into the blondes blushed ear, his warm
plump lips tracking down his jaw, his throat, his chest, lips gently caressing a nipple before
lapping at it.

A pitchy gasp leaves Jimin's throat as his eyes close, head tipping back, mouth open on a soft
"o" while he pulls on his cuffs.

Jimin feels a thumb rub his nipple dry before something cool and sharp clamps around the
pebbled nub.

Across the club, Yoongi watches on with a lump in his throat as Taemin draws pleasure from
the beautiful sub his heart screams for. For the first time since he met the blonde he truly
feels like a failure.

He feels nausea bubble in his throat as the day's events threaten to pull him back into the
darkness he had spent so long drowning in, the darkness Jimin had shone his light into,
warming his shivering soul.

He has never felt so lost,so lonely,so unsure of himself.He can't even trust his own judgment
anymore.
Feeling lost and alone, as if stranded on a frozen lake, he stands rooted to the spot, Ice
freezing the blood in his veins.

His phone vibrates in his pocket, pulling his attention away from the scene before him.
Reaching for it, he see's Eun-woo's name flashing on the screen. Furrowing his brow he
mutes the call, looking back up just as Jimin throws his head back in ecstasy.

A sharp cry bursts from Jimin as an overload of sensations swarm him. Looking back down,
he sees where metal teeth clamp onto his nipple. His cock swells rapidly, his breaths labored.
A series of broken moans leave him, his other nipple receiving the same treatment.

Flicking at the clamps biting into tender sensitive flesh, Taemin draws a piercing cry from
Jimin's throat.

He marvels at how easily flushed, worked up and pliant the blonde has become, a true
submissive. His own dick twitches to life with interest before he hears it,

The deep low rumbling tone he had hoped would make an appearance, its booming presence
filling the space,

"WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING WITH MY SUB!".

 Chapter 6
Chapter Summary

Can Yoongi undo the damage he's caused, or has Jimin had enough of being caught in
the crossfire. Lurking in the shadows, Eun-woo refuses to give up without a fight.

"WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING WITH MY SUB!".

❤⛓❤

"I'm making him feel good, he's had a rough evening, he deserves to be taken care of don't
you think?" Taemin answers without turning around, whispering a "play along" in the
blonde's ear.

But Jimin doesn't need to play along. His eyes glaze over, sensitivity drawing gasped breaths
from him as the Dom keeps working his hands over his body.

Tugging on a clamp, he grips Jimin's dick harshly, massaging his aching throbbing length
while nipping at his collarbone, drawing a hoarse cry from him.

"So pretty baby, so flushed and breathless for me", he whispers, smiling as he feels the length
against his palm twitch.

"Praise kink, fuck you're so perfect for me", he groans, loud enough for Yoongi to hear.

The club owner's gut twists in discomfort as an ache settles heavily over his heart.

"Stop", he orders harshly, his features marred by a deep frown.

"Are you stopping our scene?", Taemin bites out, turning to face Yoongi.

"Yes I am", Yoongi snaps.

"On what grounds' ', Taemin questions, once again turning his back on the Dom to tug on a
clamp, sending a jolt of pleasure straight to Jimin's throbbing cock.

Running a featherlight touch over his stomach, his hands roam up his chest to rest a palm on
his neck. His thumb and fingers grip the subs chin while he forces eye contact. Grinding their
lengths together, he draws stuttered airy moans from the blonde who's vision swims with
need.
"On the grounds that he is my sub in training", Yoongi says harshly, his stomach knotting
seeing Jimin lose himself to another Dom.

"Bullshit Min '', I want a real reason or I'll make him cum right in front of you before taking
him out of here", Taemin snaps back. Jimin's moans increase in volume and intensity,tears
burning at the back of his lids as his pleasure is expertly wrung from him.

"Look at me baby, tell me how you feel", the Dom asks, trailing kisses up his throat, his jaw,
to the corner of his lips.

"Taemin stop", Yoongi grunts angrily as Jimin's eyes spill pleasured tears,Taemin ignoring
the club owner to focus on the sub.

"G-good, So good, m'close, please",he sobs,heat and desperation to cum making him squirm
in the Dom's grasp, receiving a tug on one of the clamps in reprimand.

"Stop wriggling", Taemin orders with a smirk.

"Ahh, m'sorry Sir, please", he cries helplessly, his release burning at the base of his cock,
balls tightening as the stimulation he receives blinds him.

"Look at you, such a good sub, so beautiful. I'm barely even doing anything yet", Taemin
coo's, "Do you wanna cum for me".

"Mhmm, please I-..S-sir", he gasps as his thighs begin to tremble, breaths short and rapid as
his moans break off into pitchy shuddered pants, the Dom continuing to tease and torment
him.

Yoongi knows he's about to cum, he's seen him like this so many times, though never under
someone else's command and it hurts. His previous actions this evening come back to haunt
his mind, chills turning his heart to solid ice.

His heart thuds rapidly in his chest, eyes burning with tears. He cares so much more for this
little sub than he had originally thought if the pain in his chest is any indicator.

"Stop, please", he begs quietly, his anxiety riddled expression fixed on the floor as Jimin's
moans die down to whimpers of frustration, the long haired handsome Dom taking a step
back from him.

Taemin turns, striding to whereYoongi stands.

Give me one good reason why I shouldn't take him from this place and teach him what he
wants to know, somewhere he won't be treated so coldly. Now you've seen how fast I can
have him melt in my arms, don't get too comfortable thinking you're the only Dom for him.
Why the hell should I stop, he deserves better than you dangling him on a string like a
puppet", he whisper shouts, staring the club owner right in the eye.

Jimin doesn't hear Yoongi's reply. But it has Taemin taking a step back in shock, mouth agape
as both Dom's eye each other awkwardly.
"I'll be coming here more frequently, fuck this up and I'll be right there to take your place and
treat him right", Taemin warns before turning to Jimin. He steps closer before taking his face
in both hands and leaning in slowly.

Two sets of almost identical plump lips brush together, a soft gentle caress at first, growing
needier as Taemin fists the subs hair, tearing a gasp from him. Jimin's lips part for more,
licking into the Dom's mouth.

Taemin's chest rumbles with a pleased sound. The kiss grows more fierce the longer their
tongues dance together.
Parting for air, they stare at each other, breathlessly dazzled before the Dom places a kiss to
his forehead, telling him everything will be ok.

Walking away, he pats Yoongi's shoulder before making his way back to Jin and Namjoon,
settling into place beside them as they observe the scene from afar.

❤⛓❤

Jimin keeps his head bent downwards, his heartbeat thundering in his ears, averting his gaze
from the fickle Dom before him.

Yoongi takes in his appearance, flushed skin, panted breaths, trembling legs, glassy eyes. He
has made Jimin look like this many times before. But what hurts the most is the swollen, kiss
bitten appearance of his plush pink lips.

He has never kissed him. Though he's had many opportunities to do so, spent many restless
nights wondering what it would feel like to plunder past those plush warm lips and take what
he now knows he truly wants.

Stepping forward, he tips Jimin's head up with two fingers.

"Kitten,Look at me",he commands.

Jimin raises his head, unable to refuse,heart on his sleeve as emotion fills his eyes.

"I'm so sorry Jimin-ah", he says, staring deep into his watery eyes. "I keep misleading you,
and myself", he adds quietly.

"Will you let me take care of you, pamper you like you deserve, even if it's just for tonight",
he finishes quietly.

Jimin nods softly, unsure if he should but unable to stop himself when he see's both pain and
sincerity in his Dom's eyes, knowing a scene will be a a perfect distraction for his tortured
mind.

The visible tension in Yoongi's stance relaxes somewhat at Jimin's acceptance.

"Thank you Kitten,You're too good to me",he tells him.

"I know", Jimin replies honestly. "But you deserve good, maybe one day, you'll allow
yourself to finally have it".

Jimin panics as his words register, babbling a quick,

"N-not me, I know you don't want that, I mean-I don't mean me, I just, when you meet
someone in the future, you know, to be with properly", he rambles nervously, his cheeks
turning pink while he internally cringes.

Yoongi tips his head back up, resting his forehead against the subs' own.

"Jimin", he breathes out, "I'm so fucking sorry. I've made you doubt how much I enjoy
having you around, how much you brighten my days, how much light you bring to my life",
he says, voice laced with sorrow.

"I know I need to do better, you deserve better, I need to let go. I had done but, then she came
back.I got confused and I'm sorry. I'm so sorry Jiminah".

"How am I to know you won't get confused again", Jimin asks. "Everytime I get hurt, it's
because of her, whether she's here or not", he admits sadly.

"I know, I'm sorry. I have no way of proving to you that it won't happen again. I just know in
my heart it won't, because when she called a little while ago, I couldn't even bring myself to
pick up the call. I didn't want to, all I could think of was you", he whispers quietly, almost as
if he's afraid to admit it.

Jimin's head whips up at that, heart racing, shock evident in his wide eyes as he stares at
Yoongi in disbelief.

"What do you want from this", Yoongi asks, voice barely a whisper.

"I want to remain a trainee",Jimin sniffles", So I'll always know where I stand with you".

Yoongi recoils at that. He had expected the blonde to ask for time to decide, or time for him
to be sure.
But he had never considered he'd fucked up so bad that Jimin would be too hurt to forgive
him.
But this is his own doing, so suffer through training he shall, even if just to catch a glimpse of
the man before him.

"Ok",he breathes out reaching for the cuffs to unlock them.

"No", Jimin exclaims with a frown, "Train me", he demands.

Raising a brow, Yoongi flicks a nipple clamp before making eye contact with a sharp smirk.

"I am, your obedience still needs a lot of work, let's start there shall we", he drawls before
unclamping the metal teeth from his subs abused nipple.
Jimin was wholly unprepared for the throbbing stinging ache that rushed to the swollen bud
once it was released from the clamp, its blood supply rushing back to it.

Whimpering, he trashes around, pain erupting under the tender skin before he feels Yoongi's
tongue softly lick a soothing stripe over it, a shocked hiccuped breath escaping the subs
throat at the sensation.

Pulling back slightly, Yoongi blows a refreshing puff of cold air over the wet nipple, smiling
when goosebumps break out over the flesh, a gasp passing his blonde beauty's lips.

"What are you to address me as Kitten", Yoongi asks, raising his chin, daring his sub to defy
him. Excitement itches under his skin knowing full well his pretty blonde will sass him.

"Trainer", Jimin bites back with a sulk, his swollen bud throbbing insistently.

Yoongi takes a deep heavy breath, chuckling before reaching for the second clamp. The
whimpering subs eyes widen, suddenly becoming very obedient.

"Sir, I'm sorry, It's Sir, I address you as Sir please don't", he cries out as he tries to wriggle
away.

"It has to come off kitten", Yoongi chuckles before gently removing the second clamp.

A sob reaches his ears as he bends to lap tenderly at the pebbled tender bud, blowing cool air
on it much like the first one.

Jimin is panting, eyes screwed shut as his face scrunches up. The pain shoots straight to his
cock, his thick thighs flexing as precum leaks out onto his underwear.

"Let's get you somewhere more comfortable Kitten" Yoongi voices out, unlocking his cuffs,
rubbing feeling back into his stiff arms.

Jimin doesn't reply, It's not that he's being petty or stubborn, but if Yoongi thinks he can
continue to disregard him like he has been, he's in for a big surprise.

He's spent his whole life fighting for what he wants. If there is to be a fight for this too he
won't be fighting alone. If Yoongi wants him, it's up to him to prove it because Jimin is done
guessing.

Yoongi helps him into his previously discarded shirt before taking the subs hand in his.
Linking their finger's together, his thumb rubs gently over the skin of his wrist.

Jimin's heart skips a beat at the softness behind the gesture.

"Soft as silk", the Dom again thinks to himself as his thumb brushes over the pulse point of
the delicate dainty flesh of his wrist. Leading Jimin into a luxurious scene area at the other
end of the club the blonde's jaw hangs open. Looking around, he takes in the small side tables
that line the walls. Artificial candles give the space a soft warm glow. Deep burgundy drapes
hang from the walls accented with gold accessories to add a touch of shine.
In the middle of the room stands a massage bed, a soft velvet removable cover making Jimin
want to nuzzle into it immediately as a wave if tiredness washes over him.

Are you ok,Yoongi asks softly, noticing Jimin's ongoing silence.

"Yes I'm fine", Jimin replies seemingly unbothered, though inside, his heart jumps in his
chest. This scene is so romantic, so soft.

With great effort, he wills his gathering tears away.

"Hey, we don't have to do this", Yoongi assures him, a gentle hand rubbing soothing circles
into Jimin's back.

"No it's fine", ``I'm here to be trained, how do you want me?", he asks.

Realizing his words he blushes furiously, his hands coming up to hide his face.

Yoongi steps forward, large hands grabbing Jimins hips, pulling him flush against his rapidly
growing cock. Leaning in he whispers, tone low and gravelly,

"I want you in every way imaginable, I want to take you apart, piece by peace, until you can
feel it in your bones how much I've longed for you every night since we met".

Jimin whimpers, his length twitching at the Doms' admission.

Lowering his hands he locks eyes with Yoongi's fiery gaze, his breaths quickening at the
hunger he finds staring back at him.

"Strip Kitten, before I bend you over and sink myself deep inside you", the Dom all but
growls as he steps back. Walking to the closet, he gathers a mechanical device Jimin had seen
plowing a dildo into a subs ass recently ,his eyes widening as a shiver if excitement runs
through him.

Yoongi places it near the foot of the massage bed before turning to leave the scene
momentarily. Stopping across the way at the bar, he returns with a bottle of water and what
looks to be a glass of whiskey and a bowl of ice.

Jimin eyes him curiously, a questioning frown on his face as he removes the last of his
clothing, his hands shielding his modesty while his cheeks burn.

"Where are you to keep your hands baby", Yoongi asks, a proud smile softening his features
as the sub immediately moves them.

"By my side Sir", Jimin whispers.

"Are you allowed to hide from me during a scene Jimin?".

"No Sir".
"Are you going to hide from me tonight?".
"No Sir".

"That's right Kitten, you won't have a chance to. I'll wring every drop of pleasure I can from
you", the Dom promises. Reaching to grip his subs chin, he locks gazes with Jimins wide
shocked eyes.

"Every gasp, every shuddered breath, every moan, cry and plea from your lips is mine, your
pleasure is mine,your release is mine, do you understand Kitten?".

Jimin swears he could cumright now from the intensity in Yoongi's eyes alone, his words
sinking him into submissions as he whimpers a breathy,

"Yes Sir".

"So good for me baby, hop up on the bed", he instructs, giving a light swat to Jimin's bare
cheek, drawing a squeak out of him.

Jimin does as he's asked, both obediently and gracefully,cock twitching as the Dom praises
him.

"Lay back for me, get nice and comfortable",he orders softly.

Jimin lays back, wriggling slightly to get into a perfectly comfortable position before settling
happily, the warmth of the velvet covering underneath caressing his skin.

Yoongi places Jimins hands by his sides. Taking a leather strap attached to the side of the
table, he secures it around his sub's dainty wrist, keeping him comfortably restrained.

He circles around to the other sides of the table, his hand a slow caress along his subs skin
raising goosebumps from his ankle, up his leg, along his thick thigh to rest on his hip.
Leaning over, he places a soft kiss on the head of Jimin's cock.

"Oh,",the younger gasps as his dick twitches, his Dom's tongue sneaking out to lick at the
sensitive tip.

"Sir please", Jimin whines, longing for more, his pleading eyes on his Dom.

"Begging already", Yoongi smiles. "I haven't even started yet, Kitten. Be patient, take what I
give you. Your training is about to get a lot more intense, be good and listen to me yeah", he
orders softly, securing his other wrist in place.

"Yes Sir", the blonde replies, shivering with need.

"I need you to lie still, I won't secure your waist or your ankles yet. We need to work on your
own restraint, your obedience, your willingness to please your Dom by following his
instructions. You WILL do that for me, understand", Yoongi asks, gently tweaking a tender
nipple.
"Yes Sir", Jimin moans on a gasp, fists clenching at his side as his Dom continues to rub over
the sensitive peak.

Shivers run through him as he fights against the instinct to move away from the thumb
working on him. He feels precum dribble from his tip.

Yoongi brings his other hand up to the other neglected nipple. Gently rolling it between the
thumb and forefinger of his free hand, Jimin chokes on a moan, the stinging sensitivity
sending jolts of pleasure straight to his aching cock.

His breathing deepens drastically, the stimulation to both buds making him itching to squirm
in place. Tears sting his eyes as a shuddered "S-sir" reaches the Doms ears.

"You're doing so well for me Kitten, Just a little more", he praises as deep heavy breaths
leave the sub, his arms trembling as adrenaline and a need to squirm spill the first tear from
his lashes.

The Dom continues to torment him further as his mouth replaces his hands, nipping and
licking at the sensitive flesh until sniffles and choked breaths fill his ears. Looking up, he
sees his subs eyebrows furrowed deeply as a vein bulges in his temple.

An overwhelming feeling of pride fills his chest at the effort he sees from his sub to please
him and obey.

"Fuck,Kitten you're doing so well", he groans, his own dick twitching in arousal at the sight
that has him almost abandon his plans and fuck his sub hard into the table.

Walking away, he wheels a small side table over, stopping it beside Jimin's head.

The subs eyes widen in confusion seeing oils, candles and a blindfold beside their drinks.

As his dom lights the candles, Jimin watches the flames. A sense of calm takes over him at
the gentle warm light it gives off, his breathing settling down as his heartbeat steadies.

"Are you thirsty", Yoongi asks him, receiving a light airy, "No Sir, not yet", from the relaxed
sub.

"Ok Kitten", he replies, smiling softly as he takes his own drink, raising it to his lips before
smirking.

Moving his drink away, he holds it over Jimin's navel before pouring a thin stream into his
belly button. A sharp inhale fills the air, his sub jolting at the sensation of cold liquid hitting
his skin.

"Lie still for me", the Dom reminds him, before leaning in to lap and suckle his drink from
the smooth flesh of his tummy, drawing a series of soft airy breaths from his sub. His lips
trail gentle kisses down further before he suckles the head of Jimin's aching cock into his
mouth.
Jimin Jolts again, earning a light swat to the inside of his thigh, a whined "Sorry Sir",passing
his plump lips.

Yoongi sucks hard on the head before pulling back with a loud pop, smiling adoringly at the
sub struggling to stay still as his loud moans fill the air.

Reaching for the brown bottle of oil, Yoongi pops the cap off before tipping it sideways,
pouring a light drizzle all over Jimin's skin. From his shoulders, down his arms, across his
torso and stomach ,down his legs and back up again.

It's lightly scented, almost herbal and flowery, instantly soothing Jimin's nerves.

Moving to the head of the table, Yoongi bends to place a kiss on Jimin's forehead before
rolling up his sleeves, placing his hands on his slippery shoulders.

Slowly, he begins to knead and rubs at the tense knots Jimin's body had developed from
hours of dancing.

Low hums and soft sighs leave the blonde's lips, his eyes closing. His sweet endearing smile
lights up Yoongi's heart, a whispered "Thank you Sir", reaching his ears.

Yoongi bends to kiss his forehead again, words failing him as he works on spoiling the sub he
has upset so much.

"You're a dream Jimin", he eventually whispers, not missing the hitched breath his sub draws
in at his words.

Moving to Jimin's side,he spreads the oil over his stomach with long deft fingers, avoiding
his sensitive nipples before moving to his tired legs,working out the aches in his muscles.

Once done, he grabs a hand towel to dry off any remaining oil from his hands while leaning a
hip on the side of the massage table.

Reaching for the side table he asks,

"Thirsty kitten,?", receiving a soft,

"Yes Sir,a little", in return.

"Ok Kitten, Open up",he instructs, unscrewing the cap from Jimin's water.

Jimin parts his lips slightly, wondering how he'll drink from the bottle when he sees Yoongi
tip a little water into his own mouth.

His heart races as the Dom leans over him, lips barely brushing Jimin's as they part, trickling
the water directly into his mouth.

Jimin whimpers, this being the most sensual thing he has ever felt in all his time with Yoongi,
his cock throbbing between his legs.

Swallowing, he softly asks, "M-more,please Sir".

Yoongi smiles gently at the request before repeating the action, never having felt such
intimacy with another as he locks eyes with Jimin each time. The simple act and wondrous
look in Jimin's eyes pulls at something deep in Yoongi's gut.

He feels a shift in him, a need to preserve what he has with the sweet sub lying beneath him
as their lips barely brush once again.

The need to devour overwhelms him, but after his actions tonight, now is not the right time.

Pulling back, he reaches for the bowl of ice.

Pulling out a slightly melted cube he smirks, "remember to stay still Kitten", before running
the cube over his sensitive swollen nipple.

"Ahh,n-no", Jimin whines,as his body jerks.

Yoongi's free hand lands a light swat to the leaking cock bobbing in need as the blonde cries
out.

'I can't", he pants. "Please Sir".

"If it's too much, use your safeword, you already know this Kitten", Yoongi soothes as he
picks up another cube, trailing it down his torso slowly before leaving it to melt in the dip of
his bellybutton.

Wheeling the side table to the end of the massage bed, he takes one of Jimin's ankles, placing
it over his shoulder. Lightly kissing his calf, he runs his hands teasingly down his thighs.

Looking between his legs, a low groan escapes him seeing the jeweled buttplug peeking out
from between Jimins cheeks.

He tugs at it gently, smirking at the whimper that leaves the subs lips.

"You prepared yourself already Kitten, so good for me", he praises, pressing and tugging
repeatedly at the plug, low moans filling the air as the blonde struggles to lay still.

Pulling it out slowly, the dom wraps it in a tissue before placing it on the side table.

Taking a cube of ice, Jimins ankle still on his shoulder he chuckles darkly, eyes clouding over
with lust.

"You won't possibly be able to lay still for this", he says before pressing the cube past his rim
and pushing it in to rest against his prostate.

The scream that leaves Jimin is heard throughout the club as cum immediately shoots out of
his cock, the pleasured pain causing him to lift his hips from the table before the Dom pins
him down forcefully by the hips.

"Shivered jerky movements wrack his body as his eyes roll back, his release roaring through
him harshly. Tormented cries leave his lips as the ice slowly melts, a trickle of water leaking
out onto the velvet beneath him.

Reaching for tissues, Yoongi cleans up the mess on his subs stomach before setting up the
mechanical thrusting machine, adjusting the height so that it points perfectly in line with
Jimin's pretty pink rim.

"You came without permission Kitten, I think a little edging will teach you how to hold
back,'' he smirks devilishly.

Jimin groans, unsure if he can take more but wanting to see how far his Dom can take him.

Yoongi opens a drawer on the tray table, pulling out a black and red marbled dildo, waving it
towards Jimin.

"I bought this during the week, especially for you. It's not too thick, but see these", he says
pointing to the thick uneven bumps and ridges that cover the whole shaft,
"It's gonna drive you fucking wild with how sensitive your prostate is", he drawls, his pink
bottom lip catching between his teeth.

Jimin's eyes widen comically as his legs are bent at the knee, restrained to the table with
leather straps, a spreader bar strapped between his knees to keep him locked wide open.

He's trembling already as Yoongi attaches the dildo to the thrusting mechanism, rolling a
condom in place before lathering it in lube. He squirts lube directly onto Jimin's rim, easing
his fingers into him, rubbing teasingly at his prostate as his sub jolts in oversensitivity.

Yoongi moves the device forward until the dildo is pressed snug against his subs twitching
rim,

"I want you to tell me when you're close, then I want you to try holding it. I'll stop it if I think
you can't and we'll try again. Do you think you can do that for me, Kitten?, he asks, making
his way to the head of the table.

Caressing the blondes cheek, he smiles when he receives a soft, "I'll try my best Sir ''.

"I know you will baby", he responds, reaching to tweak a nipple as he presses a button on the
remote in his hand.

Jimin's moan passes his lips softly as the dildo eases into him slowly, the same moment a
rush of heat bursts from his sensitive bud.

The sensation of bumps and ridges grazing past his bundle of nerves has him jolt repeatedly,
trying to pull on his binds.

The first five minutes are a painfully slow teasing drag, not at a complete standstill but not
fast or hard enough to let him fall over the edge either.

His Dom's soft praises have a light pleased blush tint his skin as his spent cock twitches back
to life.
He mewls in shock at the sudden increase of speed that has the dildo brush harder past his
nerves, the harsh drag causing his breath to catch in his throat as he struggles against his
restraints.

"S-sir",he chokes out, his face scrunching up, "m'close.

"Hold it Kitten", he orders, entranced by the intensity on his subs face as he pants harshly
with the effort to stave off his release.

"C-can't, I can't, m' gonna come", he rushes out in a panicked moan, head hitting the table
harshly as the machine stops.

"Very good Kitten, you're doing so well", Yoongi reassures him, gently running his fingers
through his soft blonde locks, wiping away the sweat starting to bead on his forehead.

Jimin simply nods, his breathing still harsh as his dick leaks precum, throbbing under his
Dom's praise.

"Ready to go again", Yoongi asks, smiling as Jimin's panicked eyes bug out of his head.

"Sir no not y...-ahh n-noo", Jimin cries out as the machine starts up at a faster pace than last
time. The subs constant moans ring through the air as deep ridges drag past his prostate,
overwhelming him, making his thighs tremble uncontrollably.

His eyes glaze over, his abdomen contracting, neck arching, his eyes rolling as a mewled
"stop"fills the air.

"Hold it Kitten", Yoongi orders again, euphoria filling his veins as his sub grits his teeth and
grunts harshly.

A whole minute later the machine stops. The Dom's breaths heaving from his chest as his
arousal sends him reeling. His sub is really something special.

Jimin twitches where he lies. He's reaching his limit, Yoongi can tell by his quick breaths and
spaced out glassy eyes. He's reaching subspace, pretty soon he won't know his own limit and
Yoongi will need to make a judgment call of when is enough.

"Kitten, how are you feeling?"he asks, taking the blonde's face between two hands.

Jimin blinks up at him, eyes focusing slowly as he hums in question.

"Are you with me, are you ok", he asks the blonde.

"Yes Sir", he breathes out airily.

"What's your safeword"

"Yellow Sir"
"Do you want to stop"
"No please, h-hurts Sir, please, l-let me cum", he whimpers.

"Fuck, ok Kitten", he says, starting the machine off slow,keeping the pace light so as not to
overdo it.

Jimins soft pleasure pained whimpers are constant now, music to his ears.

Walking around the table, he picks up a candle, raising it high above his subs chest before
tilting it and dribbling hot wax over his oily skin.

The reaction is instant. The shock of heat has his sub arching his back as he pulls on his
restraints, a long lingering moan bursting from his lungs as the wax trails further south.

"Yoongiah, please", he cries, forgetting where they are. Thrashing in place, the machine picks
up speed, the ridges pushing and pulling intensely at his oversensitive prostate while his cock
drools precum.

Yoongi flicks the head of his twitching cock,

"Address me correctly Kitten '', he murmurs, mesmerized by the subs reactions, wishing he
could sink deep into him and unload into the silky heat of his hole.

"S-sir, I'm sorry", Jimin chokes out, veins in his arms and neck bulging as his high rushes
forward.

Leaning in, Yoongi laps greedily over his cock, massages his balls, feeling them twitch and
tighten in his hold as the sub cries out harshly.

"Gonna cum Sir, s-stop please stop I can't", he wails, wanting to be a good sub and wait for
his Doms permission.

Tears leak from his eyes, his choked moans filling the space between them.

As the speed of the dildo ramming into him increases, his prostate aches, feeling swollen
from the intense pleasurable torture. Yoongi raises the candle, smirking before dribbling hot
wax over the sensitive underside of Jimin's cock while leaning in to suckle an aching nipple
into his mouth.

Jimin's hips raise from the table, trying to get away from an intensity that blinds him. Yoongi
grips his hips, forcing them back down, holding him in place, making him take the
unbearable pleasure.

Jimin's sharp cry tears through the club as his balls tighten painfully, his abdomen tensing as
veins bulge in his neck. Head tilting back, cum explodes from his length in thick white ropes.

Deep heaving choked cries spill from his hoarse throat as fireworks burst under his skin. His
whole body twitches and trembles beyond his control as his back bows at the force of
unbearable pleasure pulled from him.

Tears spill from his eyes, his release drawing on longer than usual. Yoongi stares in shocked
awe, having never seen a more explosive reaction from one of his subs. Eyes wide and
breaths heavy, his own dick twitches, painfully in need of release. He ignores it in favor of
calming his crying sub.

Words fail Jimin, he's never cum so hard before. His sobs turn to a delirious giggle as he feels
his Dom rub soothingly over his arms. He feels lightheaded, like he's on a cloud as his whole
being tingles.

He's vaguely aware of Yoongi releasing the leather straps that bind him, cleaning him of the
cum and wax drying on his sticky sweaty skin, trying to redress his trembling limbs as he
lays there, unable to move.

Opening his eyes he sees Yoongi observing him, gentle fingers running through his hair,
caressing his cheek.

"Sir",he mumbles.

"Shhhh, the scene is over, it's ok. How do you feel?"he asks softly.

Jimin doesn't speak, he just makes grabby hands for his Dom, earning the softest smile from
him that he's ever seen.

Yoongi helps him to sit before picking him up, leaving the scene area. He settles them on
their usual sofa, holding him in his arms as he peppers kisses over his temple and cheek.

Jimin starts to sniffle, softly at first before the Dom feels tears start to sink through his shirt.

"Hey, Kitten, why are you crying", he asks gently,tipping his chin up to look into his eyes
while the delicate subs body fills with tremors.

He clings to his Dom tight as his shoulders shake with sobs.

"M'sorry Sir", he slurs sadly, one hand coming up to cover his eyes.

"Why are you sorry", Yoongi asks in confusion, his heart dropping at the sadness in Jimin's
sweet voice.

"I d-didnt have permission to cum", he hiccups as more sobs choke him.

"Fuck, baby no look at me", Yoongi rushes out, lifting Jimin's head as he looks into his eyes
softly.

"I wanted you to cum Jimin, you did so well, the scene had to come to an end. You were
slipping into subspace but I wanted you to cum first ok, you deserved to cum", he explains,
unsure if his words would register with the sub yet.

"M'good, Kitten did good ?", Jimin asks with a sleepy pout.

"The best", Yoongi whispers in his ear, kissing his cheek while his sub smiles contentedly.
Resting his head in the crook of his Dom's shoulder, Jimin traces soft kisses of his own along
his throat before a sleepy whispered "mine", passes his lips.

Yoongi's soothing caresses stop momentarily, his heart skipping a beat before a shy smile
makes its way to his lips, his subs soft snores reaching his ears as exhaustion finds him.

The flash and click of a camera has his head snapping up.

"You son of a bitch", he scoffs at Jin while the elder covers his sub with a warm blanket.

"The next time you start to doubt what you have with him, I want you to remember this
picture",Jin tells him, turning his phone screen to him.

Yoongi stares at the device, warmth filling him instantly as he sees for the first time, what
everyone else sees when they look at them.

Jimin's form fits around him like a glove, his small hand clings to his Dom's shirt as one of
Yoongi's arms holds him close, his free hand cradling his head into the crook of his shoulder.
He is utterly smitten and mesmerized by his sub, his smile in the photo is proof of that.

He takes a deep breath before scolding Jin.

"You know there's no phones permitted on the club floor, and what the fuck were you
thinking calling Jackson.

"Your welcome, you wouldn't be so cozy and loved up right now if I hadn't called him in, and
you carry your phone too you ass", Jin says, turning to walk away.

"Hey", Yoongi calls after him, the elder turning back to look at him.

"Send me that picture",he smirks.

Jin smiles, sending a nod his way before Taemin walks over with a bottle of water and a glass
of whiskey. Placing them on the table beside the sofa, he ruffles the club owner's hair.

"Be kind to him, and to yourself, you both deserve it", he says before returning to the bar.

"I will,I promise", Yoongi whispers to himself, linking his pinkie with Jimin's as he noses at
his sleeping subs cheek, laying gentle kisses along the soft silky skin,no doubt in his mind
that he's exactly where he's meant to be.

❤⛓❤

Yoongi holds his sub securely in his arms, resting his chin gently on the crown of his head,
breathing in the warm scent that is purely Jimin. He's never felt more at peace than he does
right now. Even the incessant buzzing of his phone in his pocket can't break through their
little bubble.

He knows who it is, had forgotten how insistent she used to be, always on his case. Had
always wanted to know where he was at all times, who he was with, what he was doing,
though she herself would come and go as she pleased.

He can almost picture her having a tantrum right now, screaming over him not picking up her
call. He can't picture Jimin ever acting like that. The sub, even when frustrated with him,
keeps a level head, taking time to sort through his feelings instead of exploding.

It's refreshing to Yoongi. Now that he thinks about it, her behavior throughout their
relationship was both unreasonable and unacceptable. If it were one of his friends in that
situation, he would want them to leave. He hadn't noticed the little changes, the obsessive
calling. The sudden headaches or tummy aches when he was getting ready to go out, or a fall
at work, slowly building to emotional blackmail had she not gotten her way, always pulling
him back in with the promise of a scene right when he just about had enough.

But he had loved her so much, always waiting and hoping to catch a glimpse of the loving,
funny, sweet natured woman she had been those first couple of months, the woman he had
fallen in love with.

Though they would never have had a healthy relationship. Was Jin right, was she only
looking to see him now because she saw him with someone else. Now that the rose-tinted
glasses no longer cloud his vision, he can admit that it does sound like something she would
do.

His sense of guilt had clouded him seeing the babygrows she still clung to, piercing his soul
as a sense of duty warped his thought process seeing what he had taken from her. But too
much has happened, he doesn't want to live like that again, with no freedom, worrying if
something he says or does would set her off.

He had never felt like he was enough for her, she always wanted more though he had given
her his all. No amount of time, money or gifts was ever enough.

Jimin though, he expects nothing. He's happy to simply text back and forth and hear all about
his day.

Yoongi likes that, he likes that Jimin thinks about him randomly throughout his own time. He
likes that he thinks of the blonde too, texting to remind him to eat after teaching a class or to
keep hydrated. It surprises him how often Jimin crosses his mind.

Everything about how soft he is pulls at him. Even now, the gentle hums and soft snores have
him holding him a little tighter, a little more secure. But just a little is not enough. He wants
all of him. He wants to take him home. He wants to cook him his favorite meals and lay
beside him as they cuddle after. He wants to gently run his fingers through his hair while he
falls asleep. He wants to watch him wake with a pout as he rubs at his sleepy eyes with tiny
hands.

This little sub who had swooped into his life like a tornado and turned his world upside
down, is all he wants. He scoffs at himself thinking back to two months ago when he told
Jimin he couldn't give him more. How the tables have turned.
Now he sits here with the blonde beauty wrapped around him like a safety net, wishing with
every bone on his body that he will give him a chance to prove himself.

Reaching his hand up he brushes his knuckles over a soft pink cheek, gaze locked on the
pouting pink lips that call to him as his thumb caresses over them gently.

Jimin stirs in his sleep, lips parting slightly before sucking the tip of the Dom's thumb into his
mouth.

A sharp exhale leaves Yoongi as he throws his head back, eyes screwing shut as a warm wet
tongue licks over it. His breaths turn heavy, lifting his head to look at his sub, groaning softly
at the smirk on the corner of lips.

"How long have you been awake",he scoffs before pulling his thumb out of his mouth. Jimin
opens his eyes, giggling cheekily before replying,

"About 20 minutes".

"You're such a brat Jimin-ah", he laughs.

"Yeah,but I'm your brat,right",the blonde says unsurely.

Yoongi's heart almost beats right out of his chest,his breathing erratic as he nods softly,
blinking slowly in disbelief.

"Yeah, yeah Jimin you're my brat, if you'll have me", he whispers.

Jimin's eyes widen, nodding slowly as he moves to straddle his Dom's lap. Wrapping his arms
around his neck, one hand reaching to card through his hair, holding his head close to his
quickly beating heart.

Yoongi wraps his arms around Jimin's waist and pulls him flush against him while his sub
whimpers,

"Are you sure?".

Pulling back to look into warm brown eyes, Yoongi reaches a hand up to rest on the side of
Jimin's throat, thumb caressing his soft cheek.

"I've never been more sure of anything", he says firmly, eyes flicking from his subs eyes to
his lips as they both lean in, so close they breathe each other's air. Jimins hands move to hold
Yoongi's cheeks, lips almost brushing as the tension between them reaches breaking point.

"GUYS IT'S HAPPENING", Hoseok screeches as he rushes past, bursting their little bubble
and gesturing for them to follow him as he takes off in a run.
Yoongi exhales heavily, throwing his head back in exasperation as a long low groan leaves
him. Patting Jimin's thighs for him to stand, he chuckles at the cute pout that makes its way to
his plump lips.

"What's happening",he asks the club owner.

Getting to his feet, he takes the subs hand in his, lifting it before leaving a soft kiss on his
palm.

"Jungkook has a scene planned for Tae. You don't want to miss it, trust me," he smiles.
Linking their fingers. He walks them through the club. Spotting Jin, Namjoon and Hoseok on
a sofa, he makes his way over to them.

"You guys are just on time", Namjoon greets them, his wide dimpled smile lighting up his
whole face.

"You know something", Jimin accuses, "Look at your face, what's happening", he asks
excitedly.

"You'll see", Namjoon smiles before turning his head toward the scene about to take place.

The tacky blue whipping bench painted with gaudy purple flowers in the center of the room
stands out harshly in the luxurious club.

Burnt orange drapes are hung from the walls,clashing hideously with everything around
them.

Jungkook leads a blindfolded Taehyung up the steps carefully, rolling his eyes as his sub
sasses him.

"Stupid Dom and your stupid scenes, I can't even see where I'm going", he snaps before
yelping as Jungkook swats his ass harshly.

"Shut your pretty little mouth or I'll fill it for you", Jungkook smirks as he stands his sub in
the center of the scene.

"As if you could", Taehyung snorts, choking on air as his Dom grips his chin and pulls him in
for a searing kiss, the sub becoming pliant under his master's passionate ministrations.

Clipping his cuffs together in front of him, Jungkook detaches from him with a final kiss
before taking a step back.

"You are to stand still until I say otherwise. You are to listen to my instructions. Do not speak
until I give you permission to do so. Keep your blindfold in place. Do you
understand?"Jungkook asks sternly, sending a shiver down his spine.

"Yes Master", he replies, head and heart still swooning from the kiss.

"You have proven to be a difficult sub Taehyung", the Dom says, noticing the visible tremor
that runs through his subs form as his head dips sadly.
"You have consistently disobeyed me, been rude to me, and been a menacing brat throughout
our whole time together. You have pushed both me and my patience to its limit and bulldozed
past any and all boundaries I have set for you".

Jungkook stalks around his sub in a circle before stopping in front of him.

"You deliberately try to rile me Taehyung, I can no longer continue as your Master", he says
as he removes the cuffs from his subs wrists.

Audible gasps mix with the sound of Taehyung's increasing sniffles. The subs playful heart
breaking in two as an aching heaviness settles in his chest.

"Take off your blindfold Taehyung", Jungkook orders.

The sub shakes his head no while his limbs tremble, trying and failing to hold a sob back.

"I said take off your blindfold, I expect you to follow my last command as your Master".

Taehyung's hands reach shakily for the blindfold, slowly pulling it down as his eyes remain
screwed shut.

"Please Jungkookie", he begs.

I'm sorry, I'll do better, I'll be better for you.I know it's not been easy to be with me, but I do
love you. Please don't leave me", he cries, unable to look at the Dom.

"Open your eyes Taehyung, look at me", Jungkook asks, a little softer this time, reaching to
take hold of one of his subs trembling hands.

Taking a long sobbed breath, the sub lifts his head and opens his eyes. Frowning in
confusion, expecting his Dom to stand face to face with him, he looks down, breath catching
in his throat as a loud sob erupts from his chest.

Falling to his knees, now level with his Dom, one hand holds the back of his neck while the
other beats lightly at his strong chest.

Jungkook giggles mischievously before turning serious.

"How can I be your master when it's not enough anymore. I want to be your husband, Marry
me Taehyung",he asks on one knee, eyes filled with his own tears.

Taehyung melts into his arms, knocking him on his back as their lips crash together.
Cheers and whistles ring throughout the club as everyone celebrates the newly engaged
couple before Taehyung puts a stop to it.

"I didn't say yes", he sulks, getting to his feet.

*That was so cruel I thought you were leaving me",he fires at the Dom grabbing his wrist.
Jungkook raises his slender hand to his lips, kissing his palm before gently placing a silver
band studded with diamonds on his ring finger.

"Say yes baby", he asks, pulling the now grinning sub into his arms.

Hiding his face in the crook of Jungkook's neck he whispers a giggled "Yes' ',the Dom
throwing his head back as a joyful laugh bursts from him. Leaning back in, he kisses
Taehyung's temple as he turns him around.

The obnoxious laughter that escapes through the subs boxy grin has the rest of the group
breaking out into a loud chortle along with him.

Jimin looks around confused before Yoongi fills him in.

"Jungkook recreated their first ever scene together. They met at a club out of town, it was
really run down and gaudy. The whipping bench collapsed while Taehyung was still on it",
Yoongi cackles.

Jimin giggles, turning back to the two young lovers now slowly dancing to a song playing
from Jungkook's phone.

A sudden well of emotion has tears spilling down his cheeks. The others look on in shock as
Yoongi reaches out to pull him into his arms.

"Are you ok",Hoseok asks, receiving a quick nod from the sniffling blonde.

"Yeah they're just really sweet, I'm so happy for them", he replies, drying his tears as Hoseok
coo's at him for being so soft.

Resting his head on his Dom's shoulder, he watches as the newly engaged couples dance
comes to an end, the pair making their way down the steps of the scene area to them.

After a round of hugs and congratulations, Jin pops a bottle of champagne, toasting to the
couple's future before wishing Jungkook luck for when Taehyung decides to pay him back for
pranking him during the proposal.

"Please he had it coming, he's been busting my balls since the day we met, it was hilarious",
Jungkook defends.

"No Jungkookie you really scared me, you can never prank me like that again", Taehyung
pouts taking a seat on his fiancé's lap.

"Baby I promise I won't do anything like that again, ever", he vows.

"You know", a wise man once said,``If someone isn't willing to pinkie promise,then it's not a
real promise", Yoongi pipes up, his sub looking at him in shock before giggling, not quite
believing his Dom had remembered him saying that.

"Oh yeah,and who might this wise man be", Jungkook smirks, already linking his pinkie with
Taehyungs.
"Me", Jimin smiles shyly while raising his hand.

"Oh great", Namjoon snorts,"these two have inside jokes already, get Jackson back here
quick we've created another monster", he says pointing between Jungkook and Yoongi.

Laughter breaks out amongst the group as they spend the rest of the night recounting tales of
Taehyung's bratty behavior to a scandalized Jimin. The group bonding happily late into the
night.

In a dark corner of the club, a frowning set of eyes observes the celebrations, annoyance
settling into her bones before a tap on her elbow grabs her attention.

"Excuse me miss, I haven't seen you around here before, can I see your membership card",
the club monitor asks politely.

"Piss off and mind your damn business", she snaps through gritted teeth.

The club monitor scoffs, gripping her elbow before hauling her out of her seat he tells her,

"This place isn't like those clubs downtown. We don't take bullshit here, let's go".

Turning on her charm she blinks up at him wide eyed.

"I'm sorry, I've had a bad day, I didn't mean to be rude, how do I get a membership", she asks
sweetly, batting her eyelashes.

"All membership requests go through Min Yoongi. You can apply on the club website and
wait to see if you pass his background check, now let's go before I call security", he
grumbles, ignoring her attempts to sway him, his only priority being to protect the privacy of
the club members.

"Fine",she spits out, grabbing her bag and drink before getting to her feet and storming out of
the club. Newfound determination fills her after witnessing Yoongi ignore her call to stop a
scene HE was in, only to then scene with the man himself. She is livid.

Scoffing as she makes her way to her car, a plan forms in her head. A sly smirk twists her
features as she smashes her empty beer bottle, slashing the tires of the car she had seen Jimin
arrive in.

"I'll have you one way or another Yoongi", she mutters to herself as she gets behind the wheel
of her own car. Tearing out of the club carpark, the screech of tires kicks up dirt as she drives
off into the night.

As the evening draws to a close, Jin pulls Yoongi aside asking,

"Will you meet me for lunch tomorrow?, well all of us actually".

"Yeah,is everything ok", Yoongi asks, a frown drawing his brows together seeing the anxious
set of the elders shoulders.
"Yeah everything is fine. There are just some things you need to know", Jin says exhaling
heavily.

"Should I be worried", the club owner asks nervously.

"No, in fact once I get confirmation, I think it will give you some clarity on a few things. Go
home, get some rest. We'll see you tomorrow ok", Jin tells him softly..

"Ok" ,Yoongi replies, slightly puzzled,

"Goodnight", he adds before making his way over to his sub, linking their hands together as
he leads them out of the club.

Walking Jimin to his car, they tease each other non-stop before a frown makes its way to the
Dom's face.

"Oh my god, no", Jimin gasps, "My car, nooo", he whines, walking full circle around his
vehicle.

"How did this happen, all four tires, really", he continues ,huffing in annoyance.

"Shit, Jimin I'm really sorry ,I'll have security look at the cameras and see if they spot
anything. I'll have the tires replaced first thing tomorrow", he says scratching the back of his
neck awkwardly.

"No Yoongi you don't have to do that, I'll get them replaced, it's not your fault", the blonde
replies in wide eyed shock at the offer.

"Please, let me, it happened on club property so the insurance will cover it don't worry".

"Are you sure?".

"Yeah I'm sure, c'mon I'll take you for something to eat and drive you home", Yoongi says
while leading Jimin to his car.

"It's fine you must be tired, I'll be ok until the morning", the blonde replies.

"You barely touched your sandwich earlier, You're not going home until I'm sure you've
eaten, I'll cook for you myself if I have to", Yoongi insists.

"You wanna cook food for me?, at night", Jimin says, grinning at the sweet gesture while
picking up on the fact that his Dom, even after their fall out, had kept a caring eye on him.

"If you wanted a date you could have just asked",he adds with a soft giggle.

"Just get in the car brat", Yoongi snorts, opening the subs door for him, a wide smile on his
face as the blonde beams up at him from his seat. Walking around the car he gets in behind
the wheel.
"Taehyung told me not fuck on the first date",Jimin smirks sassily ,raising a brow at his Dom.

"Ah",Yoongi smirks back, raising a hand to grip Jimin's chin, his thumb brushing over his
bottom lip. This isn't our first date though, is it my pretty little tease". "We'll see who'll be
teasing who later", he winks, starting the engine to pull out of the car park.

"So what's it gonna be Jimin-ah, Your place or mine", he asks, taking his subs hand to link
their fingers together, both men excited and optimistic for whatever lies ahead of them.

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 Chapter 7
Chapter Summary

Yoongi and Jimin take a leap in the right direction. Jin and the others inform Yoongi of
what they've learned.

Serving Jimin a steaming plate of food in his apartment feels surreal to Yoongi. He hadn't
invited anyone, only his close group of friends over since he had moved in almost two years
ago. He'd been unable to stay in the home that reminded him so much of her.

It doesn't go unnoticed by him that for the first time since moving in, his home feels warm
and inviting. Taking his seat across from Jimin he can't help but coo at the shy blush flaming
across the blonde's cheeks. He holds his hands together on top of the table, fidgeting with his
fingers.

"You're so soft and cute right now, it reminds me of when I first saw you. A complete
contrast to the brat I've come to know. What's got you reacting like this?", Yoongi asks
playfully, the blush on Jimin's cheeks deepening as a nervous giggle escapes him.

"I'm not used to being on dates I guess, I wasn't expecting all of this, thank you", he says
bashfully, head bent as a shy smile curves his lips, unable to keep eye contact.

"Not expecting what exactly", Yoongi enquires with a smile of his own.

"The candles, the soft music, you pulling my chair out for me, it's all so….so uh-

"Romantic?", Yoongi answers him smugly.

"Well, yeah. You're usually so bossy and mean", Jimin responds, reaching up to cover his
mouth with his dainty hand as he laughs at the Doms' affronted expression.

"Yeah you're right Jiminah, I'm so mean, making you cum so hard and so often, I promise not
to inflict such horrors on you ever again", he smirks, reaching across the table with his
outstretched pinkie.

Jimin squints at him, snorting as he picks up his chopsticks, ignoring his Dom's pinkie.

Yoongi chuckles, digging into his own meal while asking Jimin about his dance solo for the
winter showcase, congratulating him. Jimin's excitement rolls off of him in waves while he
tells him all about it.

"You'll have to tell me what date the show is on. I'd love to come see you dance", Yoongi
admits, sending another blush across the blonde's complexion.
"I'd really like that, thank you", Jimin smiles bashfully, conversation and laughter flowing as
they finish their meals.

Clearing up afterwards, Jimin washes up while Yoongi dries, the sub asking him all about his
clubs, wondering what drew his interest to it.

"Well, back then I was with Eun-woo-...", he says, pausing with a grimace as he looks
apologetically to Jimin for bringing her into the conversation.

"It's ok, you're allowed to talk freely about her, she was a big part of your life, continue", the
blonde smiles softly, pleading with his eyes for the Dom to understand he doesn't need to
censor his thoughts or words around him.

Yoongi smiles fondly, resting his palm on Jimin's lower back as he reaches overhead to put
away some of the dishes.
"Well no one really knows this but, I didn't retire from music out of choice".

Jimins mouth hangs open in shock at his confession. Anyone who knows and cares for him
knows of his love for music. It saddens Jimin that he had to leave it behind.

"I had joined a company, was producing music for idol groups, was even working on my own
mixtape. I loved it, loved challenging myself. It was so different to what I had been used to. I
was good at it", he tells Jimin.

"That sounds great, what happened, how do you go from that to opening a club", he asks
curiously.

Huffing a heavy breath, the Dom continues. "Well with my own mixtape added to my
workload, the hours away from home were longer. Eun-woo didn't like it, that and she felt
threatened by one of the female producers I worked with. The jealousy and arguments started
to wear me down. Eventually I quit to keep her happy. But she was bleeding me dry. She
spent money faster than I earned it so I invested what I could into opening club "Suga". It
was a smart investment. Turnover of profit was much more than anticipated", he continues.

" Then after everything went to shit between us I opened "Moonlight" so people could be
vetted properly, monitored closely during scenes. Other clubs let just about anyone in. That's
not safe for many reasons so I felt a responsibility to do something", he finishes.

"You did a really good thing, the club members are happy. They feel safe, You should be
proud", Jimin encourages, "You're really impressive.

"So I've been told", the Dom winks, feeling light as he registers how easy it is to talk to the
blonde, loves how attentive he is when he listens, his sweet encouraging words afterwards.
He didn't know until now how much he needed that.

"Huge ego too..HUGE", Jimin laughs playfully before adding positively, "It's never too late
to get back into music. Any company would be lucky to have you".

"You think so", Yoongi asks with a smile.

"I know so, and you need to finish your mixtape, even if it's just for yourself, you'll regret it
in years to come if you don't", he finishes with determination.

Yoongi nods in agreement, looking over to Jimin as a bright gummy smile splits across his
features, a fire in his soul igniting as the blondes' words bring life to a side of him he has
missed so much.

"You know, I think I will, thanks Jiminah", he chuckles happily, drying off more dinnerware

"You're welcome", the sub smiles back at him softly, waiting until he has the last of the
dishes put away before flicking water on the Dom's face mischievously, laughter spilling
from him at the shocked expression on his face.

Yoongi tongues his cheek, eyes darkening as he stalks towards his sub. Jimin's laughter dies
down, turning to whimpers as he takes quick steps backwards, colliding with the wall behind
him as Yoongi closes in on him, hunger visible in his expression.

"I light candles for you, give you a massage, buy you a fancy dildo, cook for you, and this is
how you repay me", he says in a low gravelly tone that instantly has heat pooling in Jimin's
crotch.

Gripping the blonde's hips he pushes them against the wall, hard, before leaning in close,
head tilted slightly as he eyes his panting sub.
"Are you trying to rile me up Jiminah", he teases with a smirk, feeling the sub shiver in his
grasp.

"Y-yes Sir", Jimin gasps breathlessly, arousal flooding in his veins. The Dom's close
proximity sends all his blood south while he attempts to buck his hips against the bruising
hold Yoongi has on him.

"No Jimin, this isn't a scene, It's just me and you, say my name, I wanna hear it", he orders,
breathing deep as another tremor runs through the petite frame in his grasp.

"Yoongi", he hears in a soft breathless needy tone that has his cock harden and his heart race.

"What is it baby, tell me what you want", he whispers to his restless squirming sub. Nuzzling
their noses together as their breaths mingle, the earlier tension from the club rushes back
tenfold as Jimin grips the front of his shirt with one hand, placing the other on his bulging
bicep.

"You Yoongi, just want you", the blonde whines breathlessly, eyes on the Dom's lips as he
leans in.

Yoongi's name has never sounded as good as it does coming from Jimin's parted lips.

Leaning in slowly, he pullis the sub flush against him.

The grip on his hair pulls a shocked gasp from the blonde as Yoongi holds him in place. Eyes
locked together, he finally gives in to what he's wanted for so long, pressing their lips
together.
He groans at the first contact as their lips dance in a soft caress. Jimin's are as soft and
pillowy as he had imagined and more.
Licking at the seam pulls a soft airy moan from the breathless beauty that clings to him.

Jimin parts his lips with Yoongi's, both men simply breathing each other's air before the elder
licks softly into his mouth, his tongue gently sweeping across Jimins before a needy whimper
reaches his ears.

His whole body moves closer, flush with the blondes as his hand holds the back of his neck, a
hunger he's never felt before consuming him as the kiss turns feverish. Jimin grinds against
him, his whiney gasps tempting Yoongi to press his hips forward for more friction.

Jimin nips at his lower lip before licking at the stinging flesh, drawing a low groan from his
Dom. Yoongi grips his thighs and hoists him up, toned legs wrapping around his waist
instantly, a long needy moan escaping the blonde as he grinds their throbbing cock's together.

Passion spills between them, weeks of wanting to taste the blondes lips and finally taking
what he's been yearning for send him spiraling as want and need overwhelm him. Jimin is no
better, having wanted Yoongi's lips on his since the first night he had pinned him to the wall.

Strong hands move to Jimin's ass, Yoongi gripping large handfuls of his plump cheeks,
kneading the flesh. A loud gasp escapes the sub as he throws his head back, colliding against
the wall with a thud as soft lips trace down his jaw, nipping at his throat.

Pulling away from the walls, Yoongi strides through his apartment, the blonde still clinging to
him as he marks his slender neck purple. Walking past the threshold of his bedroom he
deposits Jimin on the bed pinning his hands either side of his head.

Diving into his throat, nipping at his soft flesh he grunts harshly,
"Is this what you want, you want me to fuck you, want me to really make you mine hmm?
I'm gonna carve myself so deep into your walls, all you'll ever want is me", the Dom pants
roughly.

"Ahh, Yoongi,..please", Jimin begs brokenly as Yoongi makes short work of removing his
clothes, his own joining the pile on the floor beside the bed.

"Nghh, please", Jimin grunts as his Dom trails kisses down his chest, teeth nipping at his
tender swollen buds, drawing whimpered breaths from him.

Reaching for the bedside locker, he grabs a bottle of lube before smearing it over his fingers.
Kissing across the blonde's chest, he presses them against Jimin's rim before pushing in
slowly. The blonde squirms, crying out at the sensation as Yoongi moves up his body.

Leaning in, he kisses the breathless sub slow and sweet while his fingers dig deeper.
Alternating between scissoring him open and toying with his sensitive bundle of nerves, the
younger pantS beneath him, fisting the sheets.

Jimins hips jerk from side to side while Yoongi swallows each of his gasps. Pulling his
fingers out he reaches for the lube, pouring some onto his hand before stroking it all over his
weeping cock.

Taking hold of Jimins legs he spreads them wide, settling between them as a shy whine
leaving the blushing blonde at how exposed he feels under Yoongi's scrutiny. Gripping strong
biceps, craving to touch more of him, his hands wandering all over him timidly.

"Why so shy all of a sudden", Yoongi smirks, pressing the tip of his cock to the pink rim
waiting to be stretched, sliding it over and back teasingly as Jimin tries to press against it.

"Y-Yoongi, please", Jimin moans airily.

"Tell me, why", he asks again, pressing harder ,the head almost breaking through as Jimin
pants needily.

"F-feels different, more i-intimate", he gasps out, trying to control his trembling thighs while
his dick pulses, leaking a stream of precum onto his own flesh.

"It is intimate, because it's us", Yoongi whispers, kissing him passionately as he presses in
deep. Spearing right through the twitching tightness of Jimin's hole, he stoos. Fully
surrounded by scorching hot walls, his long low groans causing Jimin to clench around him.

Pulling out, the blonde throws his head back, expression twisted in ecstasy. Yoongi looks on,
entranced by him as his thick girth stretches his walls, the burn forcing a weak cry from the
blonde as Yoongi grazes torturously past his prostate, grinding in place to give him time to
adjust.

"S-so big,...too d-deep", he chokes, crying out when he lowers his hand to feel where
Yoongi's cock bulges through the flesh below his navel. A tear leaks from his lashes. Yoongi
pulls out slowly leaving only the head inside before thrusting in hard.

"I'll never be deep enough", Yoongi pants harshly gripping one of Jimin's thighs to press it
against his chest. Leaning in for another searing kiss, their tongues glide together as he
presses even deeper, drawing a series of whimpers from the squirming sub.

Pulling back, he thrusts in harder, withdrawing only to feed his length back into fluttering
heat harshly, repeatedly, a shock of pleasure bursting through them where their bodies join.

His pace is fast, hard, feverish. His grunts and moans caused the blonde hole to contract
around him, crying out brokenly at the intensity of thrusts aimed directly to his prostate, his
cock drooling and twitching beyond his control.

"Do you like hearing me Jimin?, do you like to hear how good you make me feel?", he
groans into the moaning subs ear, biting down on the sensitive flesh underneath.

"Yes I- ,..ohh Yoongi", he cries out, grabbing the Dom's pretty thighs as he sits back on his
heels and pounds harshly into his subs prostate, sending the blonde's eyes rolling to the back
of his head.

The shriek that's ripped from Jimin's throat sends a shiver down Yoongi's spine as milky
white globs of cum shoot from his subs twitching length. His dainty hand covers his mouth to
quiet his moans of oversensitivity, Yoongi continuing to saw his thick length in and out of
him.

"W-wait,please", he cries out, trying to arch away from the intensity.

"No, you're gonna take me Jimin", he says roughly while the blonde continues to cry out
desperately, gripping at the sheets beneath him. Taking his subs small hand, he places it over
the protruding bulge on his abdomen.

"Keep your hand there", Yoongi tells him, his pace unrelenting as he grips Jimin's hips and
pulls him forcefully against him, impaling him harshly on his cock. He moans long and low
at the pressure he feels on the head of his cock from where Jimin's palm is pressed.

"Fuck, I'm close baby he groans, his panting grunts reaching a higher volume as Jimin
clenches around him, once again arching away from the pleasure only to be pulled back hard
and speared roughly, the pace blinding him.

"Fuck, gonna cum", Yoongi groans, pressing his palm over Jimins hand on his stomach while
he lean over him, eyes burning with hunger and need.

"Feel me right here Jimin, "feel how much I fill you with my cum", he orders as his heavy
thickness drags along the subs tortured bundle of nerves.

A sob tears from Jimin's throat as another orgasm rushes towards him. He clings to Yoongi
now, legs wound around his slim hips, his free hand reaching for the nape of his neck. Pulling
him closer, he sobs brokenly into his shoulder.

"Oh Fuck, you're squeezing me so tight, gonna cum Jiminah", Yoongi gasps, reaching for the
blondes cock to stroke it in time with his thrusts.

Jimins sharp cry fills his ears as he feels the subs cock throb in his hand. The tightness
clenching around him has him press in deep, grinding hard as a loud grunted "Fuck", leaves
him. Cum bursts through the head of his cock as Jimin sobs feeling the bulge twitch under his
palm.

"Yoongiaah", the blonde sobs, pressing and rubbing over the protruding bump, prolonging his
Dom's pleasure. Yoongi's head falls to rest in the crook of his shoulder, his balls pulsing more
ropes of white into his blonde beauty, groaning uncontrollably in shuddered breaths.

Yoongi's head is spinning, his heart racing as he lays on top of the warm sticky body beneath
him.
Slowly, he pulls out, soothing Jimin as he whines at the emptiness, holding his legs apart to
see cum leak out of the puffy pink rim.

Looking up, he locks eyes with Jimin who raises on trembling limbs. Climbing into his arms,
tears trail down his cheeks. He pulls him in, molding their lips together, kissing him with
every ounce of affection he has as he licks into his mouth.
Yoongi pulls him in tight, lifting him by the thighs while he stands. Making his way to his en-
suite, he turns on the shower, stepping inside. He feels his heart kick in his chest as Jimin
pulls back Tracing his cheek with his small hand, he smiles beautifully at his Dom.

They stay like that just breathing each other in between kisses under the warm flow of water.
Yoongi refusing to set him on his feet, enjoying the warm weight and comfort of having him
in his arms. Whispering softly, he stares into his eyes asking,
"Jiminah,what are you doing to me?".

Jimin moves his hand from Yoongi's nape down to his chest in a gentle caress. Holding it
over his heart, he feels the galloping pace beneath his palm. Setting the sub on his feet
Yoongi places his own hand over Jimin's.

"Can you feel that",he whispers, pressing their foreheads together as he wraps his free hand
around Jimin's waist, pulling him closer.

Jimin nods in awe, his mouth open but not a word leaving his lips.

Taking the hand wrapped around his waist, the sub places it over his own heart, holding it
there as he looks away bashfully.

Yoongi can feel it, the racing beat of Jimin's heart that matches his own. It fills him with both
warmth and relief, knowing they both feel the same.

Moving his hands to cradle Jimin's cheeks, he leans in, brushing their lips together softly,
slowly. The featherlight touch and lingering pecks make his heart swell as Jimin holds his
wrists, keeping the soft touch of his hands in place.

Yoongi licks gently at the blonde's full bottom lip, Jimin's breath hitching at the feel of soft
wet tongue licking at his flesh before meeting it with his own. Wrapping his arms back
around Jimin's waist,he pulls his petite body flush against his own, drawing a gasp from the
blonde.

Crowding him against the shower wall he licks hungrily into his mouth while Jimin wraps his
arms around his neck. Soft hums escape the dancer while he kisses back passionately, his
affection for the Dom evident in every press of his lips and swipe of his tongue.

Pressing their lengths together has Jimin breathing harder into Yoongi's mouth as he searches
for friction. The Dom reaches between their bodies gripping their equally hard cock's in his
large veiny hand as he starts off with light strokes, their moans blending together.

"I can never get enough of you",Yoongi groans as Jimin's hand runs up into his hair, his head
dropping to nip and lick at his Dom's throat while he gasps,
"I want you again, please", into his ear.

"We can't, You've taken enough tonight, I don't want to hurt you", Yoongi admits warily, fist
pumping their cock's a little tighter and faster now.

"It's ok just,-nghh,..just go slow", Jimin pants at the teasing flick of Yoongi's wrist.
"Jimin we can't", he moans, head tilting back as he feels his subs leg slide up to wrap around
his hip, small hands smoothing over soft wet skin as he leaves trails of kisses and blooming
purple marks over his neck and chest.

"I want you Yoongi, need you", he whispers shyly as the Dom battles with himself. Jimin
uses the distraction of his thoughts to swat his hand away.
Leaning in to brush their lips together hungrily, he grips the Doms cock, pressing it against
his entrance.

"Jimin!"Yoongi warns, seeing the hunger in his subs eyes right as he uses his strong thigh to
pull him forward. The Dom's thick long girth sinks into the heated flesh of his impossibly
tight hole, pulling a long low groan from him.

"Fuck, you fuckin brat", Yoongi pants in shock, taking a deep heaving breath to will himself
to stay still, to give the other time to adjust. The burning stretch has Jimin's head tilt back, a
long keening moan spilling from his lips while his knees tremble.

"S-so full", he whines, the burn sending splinters of pleasure to his throbbing length as he
involuntarily clenches around the hardness splitting him open. Yoongi groans roughly at the
hot constriction squeezing precum from his length as it twitches inside.

"Fuck, you couldn't fucking listen could you, needy brat. Do I need to keep you fucked and
full, you gonna sleep with my cock wedged inside your tight little hole all night, Is that what
you want Jimin", he growls, fisting his blonde hair while he bites down on his shoulder.

"Ahhh,y-yes oh god please Yoongi ", Jimin cries out, tears gathering in his eyes as he presses
harder onto Yoongi's dick, hips jerking at the intense depths his Dom reaches inside him.

"You fit me like a fucking glove Jimin, its like you were made for me, sucking me in so
deep", Yoongi says through gritted teeth, leaning in to take his lips in a slow deep kiss,
leaving the blondes head spinning.

Pulling out slowly he fucks back in, grinding in place before repeating the action, slow, hard,
deep grinding motions, again and again. Jimins pitchy cries tear at his sanity. The steam of
the shower almost as cloudy as their minds while they chase their release.

Yoongi is so fucking deep, his thrusts drawing Jimin tight like a bow as choked moans spill
from him. The thickness of his Dom's cock intensifies his pleasure due to his oversensitivity.
His prostate is bruised purple by now, he's sure of it.

Minutes pass like this, Jimin crying out beautifully each time Yoongi presses in and drags out
of his oversensitive heat. His cock leaks a constant stream of precum while it aches for
release, the pleasure too much but the sub unwilling to end it.

"You sound so fucking pretty baby, so wrecked for me and you haven't even cum yet. You
should see yourself, all fucked out and still wanting more", he teases, nipping harshly at
Jimin's clavicle before soothing it with his tongue.
The explosive heat builds as Yoongi thrusts harder, faster. Gripping Jimin's clenching ass he
pulls him flush against him, grinding in deep against his burning bundle of nerves. Holding
himself there before dragging out his thick veiny length just to press back inside.

"C-close,m'so close", Jimin whimpers, need blinding him as Yoongi's hand grips his throat.

"Yeah, You gonna cum on my dick?, gonna squeeze around me while I fuck and fill you", he
smirks, nipping at Jimin's bottom lip as the blonde stares back, tears leaking from his wife
blown eyes.

His back arches beautifully, causing him to take his Dom even deeper. Wailing as the other
moans long and low, his thrusts picking up speed, he fists Jimin's cock, the water making the
slide of flesh smooth.

"Yoongi,Yoon-", he sobs harshly, his vision blurring, breaths growing as erratic as Yoongi's
thrusts. One harsh flick of Yoongi's wrist, one rough pinch to his nipple, tears a cry from his
now hoarse throat.

Yoongi fucks into him harder now, grunting in blinding pleasure as each thrust lifts Jimin
onto his tiptoes with force. "Yoon,p- please", he cries desperately as the elder grazes the
sensitive underside of his cock with his nail once, twice, three times before the blonde chokes
on a sharp cry.

Falling limp in his Dom's arms, he blacks out from the pleasure, his cock throbbing as it
pulses copious amounts of cum onto their stomachs. Yoongi's grip tightens around him, the
Dom holding him carefully upright as his dick erupts inside Jimin's hole.

He can't fucking move, limbs locked as pleasure drowns him. The tight convulsing clench of
Jimin's walls is unlike anything he's ever felt, his high dragging on almost painfully. His
intense groans and heaving shuddered breaths fill the shower, ending on a whine as he pulls
out, hearing the mess of his cum drip onto the shower floor.

Jimin stirs, eyes blinking open slowly as his trembling form nuzzled closer, clinging to
Yoongi's warm embrace.
A kiss to his forehead has him humming sleepily as his arms encircle his Dom.

"Are you ok", Yoongi asks, his concern evident in how he lifts his chin, looking deep into his
eyes as the blonde nods, a shy smile on his lips.

"Are you sure?", he questions, pecking the soft smiling lips of his sub.

"I'm sure, I promise", Jimin replies feeling dazed from his high as he raises his pinkie.
Yoongi reaches to link it with his own, nudging their noses together softly, earning a bright
blush from the blonde.

Leading them out of the shower, Yoongi wraps Jimin in a large fluffy towel before seating
him carefully on the edge of the bathtub. He fills the tub with warm water, adding a bath
bomb and some bubbles while waiting for it to fill.
Kneeling in front of Jimin, he leans in. Wrapping his arms around his waist, he rests his head
against the blonde's chest, holding him close.

Jimin looks down in shock, overwhelmed with a wave of emotion seeing Yoongi hold him
with such care.
Running his fingers through his Dom's hair, he leans down to kiss the top of his head, feeling
strong arms squeeze him a little tighter at the contact.

"Are you ok", Jimin asks softly, feeling a strong need to look after his troubled Dom.

"I'm ok as long as I have you with me. Everything feels better when you're near," he
confesses, his admission sending his subs heart soaring as a beaming smile lights up his face.

"Then I guess I better stick around for a while", he whispers, arms wrapping around Yoongi's
head, cradling it softly as they hold each other waiting for the tub to fill.

When it's ready, Yoongi helps Jimin climb in on wobbly legs, the blonde hissing as he lowers
himself into the water.

"See I knew you were hurt", Yoongi frowns as he climbs in behind, pulling him closer,
leaning back so Jimin can lay on him, back to his chest.

"I'm not hurt, just a little tender", he says, running his hands over Yoongi's thighs while the
elder reaches for a sponge, softly trickling water over Jimin's shoulders and chest.

"Does this feel better than the shower", he asks, cleaning Jimin's skin delicately, kneading at
any knots he finds in his shoulders that he had missed earlier.

"Feels amazing, Thank you", he sighs happily as his tired muscles relax under his Dom's
expert touch.

"Jimin, I'm really sorry for how I dealt with things tonight", he whispers, laying gentle kisses
on the smooth expanse of shoulder bared to him. Jimin turns his head to look up at him.
Reaching a hand up, he caresses Yoongi's cheek.

"It's already forgotten, so stop apologizing", he whispers, leaning up to kiss him, sliding their
lips together in a slow dance, hearts fluttering in their chests.
Turning around he straddles his thighs,Yoongi's eyes widening in shock.

"No",he says firmly,"absolutely not".

"Relax,I just want to take care of you too,'' the blonde laughs mischievously, throwing his
head back as he holds the sponge and squeezes it directly over Yoongi's head.

"You fucking brat", Yoongi chuckles as he grabs the sponge, giving the giggling beauty the
same treatment as water sloshes out over the tub. Leaning in close he leaves kisses all over
rose tinted cheeks, Jimin basking in his affections as butterflies erupt in his tummy.

"Yes I'm a brat, but now you're smiling and happy instead of thinking lowly of yourself", the
blonde says, looking into wide blown eyes as an endeared Yoongi takes his cheeks in his
hands.

"Do you have any idea how amazing you are, to read someone's mood like that and instantly
know how to make them feel better", Yoongi tells him, his heart fluttering wildly in awe.

Jimin looks down, hands resting on his Doms wet chest as shyness consumes him under
Yoongi's scrutiny.

"I'm just trying to make you happy",he whispers.

"You don't even need to try Jimin, one look at you and my day is better", the elder smiles,
pulling his sub close. The two simply hold each other, feeding off of each other's warmth
until the water cools.

After getting out and drying off, Jimin starts to get dressed much to Yoongi's disappointment.

"Are you going home", he asks, failing to hide his emotions.

"Don't you want me to", Jimin responds, pausing in his actions.

"No, no I don't", Yoongi admits, taking the jean's from his hands to pull him into his arms.
Gazing deep into his eyes he tells him, "I want you to stay with me", before kissing Jimin's
plump lips tenderly.

"Then I'll stay with you", the blonde says, heart leaping with excitement and hope at the
possible double meaning behind Yoongi's words. Climbing under soft sheets he finds himself
pulled into a warm chest eye to eye with soft brown orbs.

"You wanna go on another date tomorrow night", Yoongi asks confidently, lips stretching into
a gummy smile that has Jimin's heart skip a beat.

"I'd love to", he replies, bringing his hands up to cover his bashfulness.

"Fuck you're so cute", Yoongi chuckles, Jimin whining in protest as he nuzzled deep into the
pillows.

They stay like that, facing each other until the sun rises. The whole night is spent getting to
know all the small intimate details of each other's lives, the ones people only share with those
they trust the most.

Closing their eyes, they are lulled to sleep by morning birdsong from the trees outside.
Comfort and warmth blanket them both in peace, their heart beating together, chest to chest,
arms locked around each other.

When Jimin wakes next, its to the smell of food. Stomach rumbling, he looks to the clock by
the bedside and shoots up out of the bed in a panic. He rushes to dress himself before running
through the apartment, coming to a stop as he crashes into Hoseok's back.
Yelping in surprise, the elder turns quickly, shock on his features before spluttering, "Where
did you appear from".

"He stayed the night", he hears from behind him, turning to see Yoongi walk over to him. He
hugs his waist, leaving a kiss on his cheek.

The others trail out of the living room behind Yoongi, surprised smiles on their faces while
Jimins cheeks burn.

"'I'm late for dance practice", he rushes out, bending to put on his shoes in a hurry.

"Do you want me to drive you?"Yoongi offers, reaching for his jacket by the door.

"No its ok, finish your food, I'll call when I'm done. Thank you though" ,he smiles, leaving a
tender kiss on his lips before waving to the others as he disappears through the door.

"We'll aren't you two real cosy", Taehyung grins excitedly, bouncing on the balls of his feet.

"Shut it", Yoongi chuckles teasingly as they make their way back to the living room, tension
suddenly rising around them.

"Alright out with it", he mumbles. "I can tell whatever it is you wanted to talk about isn't
good".

Jin shifts awkwardly on his feet, eyeing the others slowly before his gaze settles on the Dom
nervously.

"Yoongi", he starts, pulling a file out of his bag. Handing it over, pity in his eyes as he tells
him, "You might want to sit down before you read this".

Yoongi stands rooted to the spot, a frown creasing his brow, head tilting to the side. An
unsettling feeling comes over him as he looks to the others, each of them avoiding his eyes.

"What is that, what did you do", he asks Jin, eyeing the file darkly before taking it.

Looking to the floor, Jin seems conflicted, unsure if he's done the right thing or not. Unsure if
handing the file over to Yoongi will help or hinder him.

"I called in a background check on Eun-woo", Jin says, voice barely a whisper, though
Yoongi hears him.

Eyes wide with horror, he strides towards Jin, anger evident on his face as he waves the file at
him.

"This is a serious privacy breach", he grits out, hands shaking in fury.

"What the fuck were you thinking, We have no right to her personal information".

"I was thinking she was about to fuck up your life", Jin says, his tone pleading. "I don't regret
doing it, there are things you need to know in there, things that will give us all a better
understanding of her actions".
"That's not an excuse, we don't do this shit, we're better than that", Yoongi spits out angrily,
opening up the file before stumbling back at the first picture he sees.

Eun-woo wears a wedding dress, standing at the altar with a man at least twenty years older
than her. He looks cold, mean, uncaring, a frown on his hardened features.
She stands stiff as a board, shoulders tensed, uncomfortable, sad. Yoongi's heart breaks for
her. She looks so unhappy.

"When was this", Yoongi asks, with no emotion in his voice whatsoever.

"Six months after things ended between you", Hoseok says, taking a step forward.
"It was an arranged marriage.Their engagement had been known to the public since she was
eighteen",he adds.

"Does Jimin know, is that why he came back with me last night, did he think I needed some
kind of pity fuck before this shit was brought to my attention", he scoffs, eyeing Jin with
distaste.

"Hyung what the fuck are you even saying, he's not like that and you know it", Taehyung
scolds, causing Yoongi to shrink back slightly, nodding in agreement as a muttered 'Sorry"
passes his lips.

Reading further, Yoongi looks up from the papers, holding up a document. "He's divorcing
her '', he scoffs, "On the grounds of fraud because she can't get pregnant, when the merger
was to guarantee him an heir in exchange for him investing in her parents' failing business".

It takes him a moment before his words even register in his mind. Looking up, he stares at
nothing, over Jin's shoulder, a pained frown cutting across his face as his bottom lip wobbles.

The file drops to the ground, Yoongi's breaths becoming erratic as disbelief and betrayal tear
through his chest.
A flash of anger shocks through him, sorrow piercing his chest while he shakes his head in
bewilderment.

"She can't,-..she can't get pregnant", he forces out, voice hoarse.

"Her parents are alive, she lied to me, about everything", he cries out.

Jungkook rushes forward, leading Yoongi to the sofa, the ashen face of the elder worrying
him as he asks Taehyung to bring a glass of Juice. The fluffy haired sub rushes to the kitchen,
returning just as fast, placing the drink into Yoongi's trembling hands.

Yoongi is dazed, speechless, heart breaking for the child he had thought he'd lost. A loss he
has spent two years blaming himself for.

'I mourned our baby", he whispers as a tear slides down his cheek. I've hated myself for two
years for causing her to lose a child that never even existed. I imagine in my head what they
might have looked like everything single day", he sniffles.
"She sent me pictures of baby clothes yesterday, what is she playing at"he roars in anger,
getting to his feet.

"You need to read on. There are some gaps in information, but Jackson is on it right now.
He'll be here soon. You know I haven't been her biggest fan lately but if my guess is right,
then she is a victim in all of this too", Jin informs him.

Yoongi nods wearily, taking his time to read through each line. He analyzes each smiling
picture, though he sees through them. He sees the pain and sadness in her eyes as she drank
her way through a 2 month business trip disguised as a honeymoon.

"You think he'd have given her at least a week", Yoongi huffs, beginning to see the bigger
picture in all of this.

Reaching her medical records he freezes. He had known she'd had abdominal surgery, had
seen the scars. She had told him it was an appendix scar, how much more had she lied about.

She'd had an ovary removed due to complications of endometriosis, the surgery causing
further complications, requiring her to have 4 further procedures, each making the situation
more dire.

She had spent months in rehab during the summer for alcohol abuse,was on a long list of
medication for depression and anxiety for 5 years. Her Doctor from the rehab facility clearly
stating these medications did not agree with her and should never have been prescribed
together.

Looking up in confusion after reading further he asks,

"Why would her parents refuse a Doctor's recommendation for her to see a therapist, Why
did they not sign off on a change of medication if she really needed that".

"We're not sure,that's what Jackson is trying to find out", Namjoon informs him gently.

A knock on the apartment door draws all of their attention away.

"That must be him now", Hoseok says, getting to his feet to answer the door, silence filling
the room around them as they wait for the two to join them.

The sound of footsteps entering the room has them all standing to greet their guest. All
except for Yoongi.

"Let's not drag this out", Jungkook suggests, nodding in the direction of the dejected and
anxious looking Dom.

"Ya you're right, I'll get straight to it", Jackson breathes out, stress emanating from him as he
readies himself for what he has to tell them.

"I'll start at the beginning. Eun-woo had a very strict upbringing, her father was a cold man,
her mother uncaring. If she didn't live up to their standards of etiquette or get grades they
expected there were punishments. These punishments were starvation, or being locked in a
dark cellar for days on end. As a teenager she was crippled with abdominal pain. Her parents
left it untreated until her engagement was announced. The merger was dependent on her
providing an heir so naturally, they started to worry. But they also knew that if their neglect
was found out they'd be ruined, their reputation in tatters. So they brought her to a half ass
back alley clinic", Jackson explains.

"They diagnosed her with endometriosis, scheduled a surgery to remove one of her ovaries as
the scar tissue was too invasive. They removed the wrong fucking ovary. Her parents freaked
out and demanded that the Doctor try to salvage the other one. After four further surgeries,
the doctor refused to treat her further and disappeared. Eun-woo tried putting off the wedding
for as long as possible by going to university. She took two 3 year courses. It was during the
last year of her second course she met you".

"Three months into your relationship her parents started arranging "dates" with her Fiance.
These dates continued for 12 months. She hated them, his arrogance and belittling behavior
chipped away at her confidence over time and her mental health suffered greatly".

"She fully planned on marrying you Yoongi, getting away from the life she hated. So when
you had proposed and then wanted to call off the wedding off briefly, she made up a
pregnancy, knowing you would do right by her. Her parents then informed her that a date had
been set for the arranged wedding, though it was still a year away. Her Fiancé's found out
about you two. He threatened her with telling her parents and ruining your reputation if she
didn't end it. So she staged your final scene, knowing that if you believed you'd hurt her
badly enough you wouldn't follow her after she left. She had Jin and Hoseok tell you she lost
the baby. Her fiancé brought the wedding forward and they married six months later",
Jackson exhales, taking a breath before adding,

"Her parents never even fucking told her the wrong ovary was removed during surgery. She
only found out when her asshole husband brought her to a specialist. Both he and her parents
pressured her to have further surgery to resolve the issue. She refused, so he filed for divorce
and sent her back to her parents. She spiraled out of control and ended up in rehab. Her
mother then dumped her on her cousin who's been trying to help her ever since. Though she's
worried about how unstable she has been lately. She was never allowed to work so she has no
stability, no money, and she stopped taking her meds so that's affecting her mental wellbeing.
I know a lot of us have been thinking badly of her but she's not had it easy", Jackson finishes,
sadness lacing his tone.

Everyone in the room sits in silence, guilt eating at them as they imagine the hell she has
been through.

"Why are her parents stopping her seeing a therapist, and why won't they change her meds",
Jungkook asks in frustration, a protective arm around Taehyung who's head rests on his
shoulder.

Jackson scoffs in disgust.

"Because if she opens up about her childhood and word ever got out about their treatment of
her, they'd be arrested for child neglect and endangerment, and as long as she's on meds that
keep her whacked out she's completely at their mercy. She can't even afford new meds now.
Her parents are loaded and they'd rather risk her health by cutting her off, corner her into
having another surgery she doesn't want and ship her back to that cold bastard to give birth to
his kid for the sake of their business".

Looking at Yoongi he adds, "I know this is a complete mindfuck and you never deserved any
of this. Just remember,..Hurt people, hurt people!, and in the end she left you to keep your
reputation intact. A scandal like dating an engaged woman would have ruined you".

Yoongi heaves a deep breath, head dropping into his hands while Hoseok moves to sit next to
him. Rubbing soothing circles into his back, he comforts him as his sobs leak out.

"What am I supposed to do", he cries, unsure of what's required of him.

"Nothing", Jin says. "She needs help but it would be unfair for anyone to expect you to take
this on. I'll meet her, get her a good therapist. He'll know what medication will be best for
her. I'll ensure she gets the best care, set her up in her own apartment when she's ready".

Yoongi lifts his head, his eyes bloodshot and swollen as he takes in Jin's sorrowful
appearance.

"I'll help too", Namjoon chimes in, the others agreeing to do their part too as they vow to help
her get back on her feet.

Wiping his tears, he nods, thanking them through shuddered sobs before standing.

"I need to be alone right now. Can you guys let Jimin know I won't be at the club tonight, and
I won't make our date", he sniffles.

"Hyung, stay here, you shouldn't be alone right now. At least tell us where you'll be",
Taehyung asks worriedly.

"Jin knows where I'll be if anyone needs me", he replies, nodding to the eldest before turning
on his heels and leaving the apartment.

Half an hour later he sinks to his knees in the muddy grounds of the cemetery, crying endless
tears for the child he had grieved for. The child that had never even existed. His throat hurts
with the force of sobs that threaten to drown him.

Staring in front of him, he takes in the dusty appearance of the memorial plaque he had
placed in his grandparents plot. Wiping at the dust, he sees the little gold bear engraved into
the white marble looking back at him.

He sits there for hours thinking over everything Jackson had said. Her change in behavior,
clinginess and erratic moods coincide with her parents' arrangement of dates with her then
fiancé, worsening as a wedding she didn't want closed in on her.

Digging his fingers into the cold dirt he trembles. She must have felt like she was drowning
in her anxiety, with no one to turn to. Caged in by her own lies with no way to break the walls
down for him to help her. He would have taken her away from it all had she told him.
A coldness washes over him, a need to protect himself searing through him. Determined not
to let anyone in again, knowing that one more rip to his bleeding heart will be the end of him,
he lets out a mournful cry. This time for himself and Jimin, and the possibilities he can no
longer take a chance on.

That thought is swiftly interrupted by the feeling of a warm chest pressed against his back, a
pair of arms wrapping around him, grounding him before his dark thoughts tear him apart.

Looking down, he's overwhelmed with emotion to see small hands linked together over his
heart. His pulse picks up speed while his chest swells.

"So this is what it feels like to be truly cared for",he thinks, more tears spilling from his
lashes in realization.

"I'm sorry Yoongi", Jimin sympathizes softly, cloaking him in affection. "Jin told me
everything, are you ok", he asks from where he kneels behind his Dom's frame. Knees resting
either side of Yoongi's, cold wet mud seeps into the fabric of his gray sweatpants.

"You shouldn't be here", Yoongi tells him, voice hoarse from hours of crying.

One whiff of Jimin's perfume has an instant calm wash over him, his previous thoughts now
labeled nonsense as he turns, throwing his arms around the blonde, squeezing him tight with
trembling arms.

"Neither should you, not right now at least. It's been raining for hours, let's get you home
before you get sick. I'll make you food and we can watch movies if you like", he suggests,
helping Yoongi to his feet before kissing his temple while the Dom nods sadly.

"I need to take this, I need to get rid of it", he sniffles, bending as he tries to pull the marble
plaque from the muddy ground, grunts of frustration leaving him when it doesn't budge.

"Yoongi no, wait, listen to me", Jimin says, pulling him upright to hold either side of his face.

"There's time to do that later. You just found out all of this today. You need to process it first.
Feel what you're feeling. When you've accepted it you can come here and do what you need
to do.This isn't the right time", he pleads softly, his heart breaking for the man before him.

"I'll never accept this, how do I even process any of it Jiminah. Things could have been so
different, so much better if she had just told me what was going on. I don't understand why
she didn't talk to me or why she couldn't trust me", he croaks.

Jimin listens sadly as Yoongi retraces his memories, questioning himself and what more he
could have done for her, or how he could have gotten her out of that mess. The sub's heart
hurts for him as his Dom blurts out all the ways he would have kept her safe.

"It's not your fault Yoongi. I called her selfish that night you came to my apartment", he
starts, "but she wasn't selfish ,she was scared. She never had anyone she could trust, she
doesn't understand trust or what it means", Jimin breathes out sadly.
"Then she met you and for the first time in her life, she experienced genuine love. She felt
cared for, wanted, cherished. I'm not saying what she did was right, but I get her desperation
to do whatever she could to keep someone like you in her life", he finishes.

Yoongi stares at him wide eyed, thankful he had shown up when he did.

"I get that, it helps me understand her a little better but I'm still angry Jiminah", he breathes
out. "At her, at the people who were around her who tried to control her every move, she
never stood a chance with the parents she had and I get that, but it still hurts".

"I know,and you have every right to be. You'll have your chance to sit and talk to her when
the time is right. When she's feeling better she'll have a better understanding of the severity of
her actions. Once you talk hopefully you'll both be able to leave the hurt behind", Jimin
soothes.

Yoongi nods, exhaling loudly as his shoulders sag. Leaning into Jimin's arms he snuggles in,
his vulnerability tearing at the subs heart as he holds him tightly in his arms. They stay like
that, wrapped in each other for a long moment before Yoongi pulls away.

Walking to his car, he leaves Jimin standing there feeling deeply sympathetic towards the
troubled young woman, knowing full well he was lucky to have gotten out of an eerily
similar situation. Though not as severe, his past had crippled him with self doubt.

He remains unwelcome in his family home to this day. His parents express their
disappointment every time they call, for his refusal to go to med school and marry a board of
directors daughter.

Wiping a stray tear from his cheek at his own memories, he follows Yoongi to his car,
grateful he'd found a way out and not been thrown to the wolves like Eun-woo. Taking a seat
in the passenger side he catches the Dom frowning at him.

"How did you get here? '' he asks, confused, looking out at the empty car park as Jimin puts
on his seatbelt. "I had your tires changed and your car sent to the academy ''.

"Oh, I didn't know, I just wanted to get here as fast as I could",he replies, eyes glued out the
passenger window. Dread fills him, unsure of how much more strain they can both take
before the cracks in their bubble splinter and rip them apart.

"Thank you Jiminah you didn't have to come here", Yoongi responds, pulling out into traffic
as they make their way back to Yoongi's apartment.

"I needed to know you were ok", Jimin says on a heavy exhale.

Feeling Yoongi's hand wrap around his, a soft press of lips to his knuckles, he looks up.

"I don't know how I'd handle this if I didn't have you in my life right now, You're always
looking out for me",he tells his sub.

"It's nothing", Jimin replies flatly, physical and emotional exhaustion leaving him completely
drained.
It's not nothing to me, I hope you realize that. All the little things you say and do to look out
for me haven't gone unnoticed", Yoongi tells him. Eyeing Jimin, he just now notices the
blank look in his sad eyes as he stares out the window.

"Are you ok",he asks with a concerned raise to his brow.

"Ya I'm fine,.don't worry about me I'm just tired", he whispers. "You know, You guys could
have been happily married by now if all of this had been revealed earlier", he adds.

"Married, yes. Happily?, I'm not so sure. She needs help working through everything so she
can deal with it and move forwards. I'm not confident our marriage would have been happy,
or healthy for either of us", Yoongi admits,.his thumb rubbing along Jimin's wrist softly.

"I guess so", Jimin whispers before asking, "How are you feeling?".

"Not great if I'm honest, but better than before now you're here", he tells him. "I feel bad for
her, she's been through so much. But also relieved she'll get the help she needs, and relieved I
finally know the truth about everything".

"That's understandable, I'm glad you can finally let go of the guilt you've been carrying",
Jimin responds, giving the Dom's hand a light squeeze as they pull into the carpark of his
apartment complex.

"Christ, me too Jiminah ",the Dom exhales, throwing his head back against the headrest after
parking.

"Will you stay with me again", he asks, turning his head to look at the pretty blonde who
gazes at him with such warmth in his eyes.

"I'll stay as long as you want me to", Jimin whispers shyly, his cheeks turning pink in a way
that has Yoongi's heart squeezing in his chest.

"I don't think you understand how long I want you to stay by my side Jimin", he breathes out
honestly, reaching out to caress his subs rosy cheek.

"Jimin's heart races at Yoongi's words, warmth flooding through him. Unable to mask his
delight, a sweet smile lights up his whole face. That same smile mirrored on his Dom's lips.

Taking a deep breath Jimin replies,"I don't think you understand how much I want to stay by
your side for as long as you'll have me", before leaning in to softly kiss his pink lips.

They brush softly together before Jimin rests their foreheads against one another.

"I'm scared", Yoongi whispers, hands reaching up to cup the blondes cheeks. "I'm scared
you'll get tired of all this shit and leave me.

"I'm not leaving you", Jimin rushes out, "but I'm scared too, I'm scared this will all become
too much and you'll want me to leave", he admits, finally expressing his fear.
"That's not gonna happen Jiminah, I can't stop myself from wanting you, even when I feel
like everything is too much and I need to run, I see you and realize, you're where I'm meant
to run to", Yoongi reassures. "You're all I want, I need you to know that".

Jimin blush darkens furiously under Yoongi's gaze, not having ever expected such an
admission from him. He giggles, nervously reaching up to cover his face with his hands.

"Woah, You've really got it bad for me huh", he laughs, head tilting back as Yoongi feigns a
hurt frown.

"Jimin you're such a fucking brat", he says unbuckling his seatbelt and opening the car door.
"I pour my heart out to you and all you do is make fun of me, I guess we know who doesn't
get to cum for a whole week", he ends on a smirk, exciting the car and walking away.

"What,-wait no, Yoongi nooooo", Jimin whines after him, rushing out of the car and running
to catch up as he links arms with his smug Dom.

Waiting together for the elevator, Jimin rests his head on his shoulder.

"You're all I want too Yoongi, you know?".

"I know",he replies,.smiling warmly before pressing a kiss to his temple as the elevator doors
open.

Stepping inside, he presses the number for his floor before crowding Jimin against the wall.
Taking his face in his hands he crashes their lips together, hoping his passion conveys just
how much the blonde means to him.

Licking along the seam of Jimin's lips, he presses his tongue inside, swiping it against the
softness of Jimin's while the younger whines helplessly, grasping at his waist to hold him
close while they devour each other hungrily.

The kiss turns soft, slow. Yoongi's arms wrap around Jimin as his demanding kisses turn to
gentle nibbles and light pecks. Pulling him closer into his embrace, the blonde rests his head
in the crook of his shoulder while Yoongi lays his cheek against Jimin's forehead.

"Thank you for today Jimin", he whispers softly. "You'll never know how much it helped just
having you with me.

"You're welcome, I just want you to be ok. I want you to stop being so hard on yourself. Give
yourself a chance to be happy Yoongi, you deserve it more than anyone I know", he advises,
nuzzling into his pale throat, leaving soft kisses in his wake.

"Why do you think I can't stay away from you, hmm?", the elder asks, holding him a little
tighter. Leaving a kiss on the crown of his head, he smiles,the elevator doors opening up on
his floor. "You make me happy Jiminah, You make me feel alive".

Jimin blushes,his heart racing as he looks up into Yoongi's eyes, devotion and hope staring
back at him.
"You make me lose my breath every time I look at you", he finishes, face breaking out into a
gummy smile before he pulls Jimin into a sweet searing kiss.
 Chapter 8
Chapter Summary

Jimin coaxes Yoongi through his difficulties as the Dom steers him through a heavy
scene.

This chapter is 75% smut I'm sorry

Spending time with Jimin that evening made him feel as it usually did, full of warmth,
content, at peace, cared for. They had fallen asleep in each other's arms after Yoongi spent
hours pouring his heart out to the caring attentive blonde.

Jimin in return, had filled him with the reassurance that while he may never come to terms
with what he has learned, in time he would learn to live with it. That the pain would lessen
over time as long as he doesn't let it consume him.

Leaving the warmth of Jimin's sleepy arms, he makes his way out onto his balcony. The night
air chills him as he stares out over the city, dawn quickly approaching while the night sky
changes to soft hues of purple and pink.

Everything around him looks softer bathed in the pastel morning light. How he wishes people
could be softer too, and kinder, like Jimin. Closing his eyes he breathes in the morning air,
hoping his sadness and anxiety will leave him with his next exhale.

It doesn't. Not until I warm blanket is draped over his shoulders and Jimins arms circle
around his waist. The beat of his heart quickens as fondness floods through him.

"What can I do to help you?", The blonde whispers. "How can I take your mind off of all of
this?.

Yoongi turns around, gripping Jimin's chin in his large veiny hand, gazing into his soft brown
eyes, he pulls him in for a lengthy kiss.

Leaning back, he takes a moment to think before a serious look takes over his features.

"Come to the club with me?", he asks, his mind screaming for distraction, for the kind of
focus that will have him losing himself to the moment.

The dark hungry look in his eyes has Jimin feeling weak at the knees. His mouth opens on a
soft "o" as he nods slowly. Feeling Yoongi's hand grip his, he finds himself being led back
into the bedroom to change and prep accordingly before his Dom silently ushers him to his
car.
"It's 5am. Isn't the club closed by now", Jimin asks in confusion as Yoongi steers them
smoothly through the empty streets.

"I have a key to the door of my own club you know", he smirks, leaving Jimin a blushing
giggly mess at his side while he links their fingers together.

❤⛓❤

Once in the club, Yoongi leads them over to their usual spot, the sofa where Yoongi provides
aftercare for Jimin after every scene.

Yoongi's demeanor changes to something dark, brooding as he takes Jimin in, his eyes raking
over his alluring body while Jimin's hands fidget nervously together.

Stalking around him in a circle, his hands gently caress the younger's shoulder's before
moving down to grope his ass. Leaning in he whispers in his ear, breathe ticketing the
sensitive spot below his ear,

"I want you stripped bare and kneeling right here when I get back, understand kitten".

The full body shudder that runs through Jimin has his knees weak, head tilting back as his
eyes close. Goosebumps break out over his skin at the dominance in Yoongi's tone as a
breathy, "Yes Sir", passes his lips.

Gripping his subs hips, Yoongi pulls him back, grinding his already stiff length against his
shuddering subs ass. He places soft featherlight kisses over the flesh of his throat before
biting down hard, drawing a sharp whimper from him.

Gripping his hair, he pulls his head back before reaching around to roughly tweak his nipple.
"Get to it Kitten", he grumbles, "Today is not the day to test my patience", befores walking
away from the club floor in the direction of his office. Jimin is left a flustered mess, his
trembling hands struggling to undress himself.

Finally removing his briefs, he folds his belongings before placing them on the end of the
sofa. Moving back to his spot, he kneels in wait for his Dom to return to him. Anticipation
builds with each moment he is left alone. There's something different about Yoongi this time,
his dominance smothers Jimin's senses. He's never been more turned on and Intimidated at
the same time. The knot growing in his stomach has him wringing his hands together as he
tries to even out his breathing.

His head whips up sharply as the sound of approaching footsteps reaches his ears. His mouth
hangs open in nervous apprehension seeing the length of rolled up red rope in Yoongi's large
hand, a dark brooding look overtaking his features.

"Turn, face the scene area", Yoongi demands as he approaches. Taking his seat on the sofa
behind the nervous shivering sub he hears a shaky "Yes sir". Jimin maneuvers himself to his
Dom's liking, head bent submissively as he awaits Yoongi's next order.
"Very good Kitten, Now place your hands together behind your back", he orders in a tone so
low it has a full body shiver run through Jimin. The low rumble sets fire to the embers in his
gut. Slowly, he does as he's asked, reaching behind to link his fingers together.

He jumps slightly as Yoongi throws the rope over his shoulders, the lengths landing either
side of his thighs as his Dom reaches from behind, wrapping both arms around Jimin's
shoulder as one hand reaches up to grip his throat, the other splayed across his chest.

Jimins head swims as he falls easily into submission, tipping his head back onto Yoongi's
strong shoulder, loving the feeling of complete trust he has in his Dom. Handing over
complete control to him to do with him as he pleases, knowing he is still in safe caring hands
is someone he thinks he will never want with anyone else.

"Are you sure you want to take my mind off of things", Yoongi rumbles in a rough voice, his
pants uncomfortably tight around his straining cock seeing Jimin on his knees, completely
submitting to him. His heart full of longing for more. For all of him.

Reaching around, he grips the lengths of rope either side of his shoulders. Setting to work, he
ties an intricate knot at the center of Jimin's chest before pulling tight, drawing a gasp from
the blonde.

"Answer me Kitten", he orders harshly.

"Yes Sir, I want to help you feel better", Jimin rushes out, his breaths coming in short bursts
as nerves mix with excitement and apprehension of what lies ahead.

"I won't go easy on you Jimin, this won't be like all our other times together", he rumbles on.
Taking the lengths of rope, he winds them around Jimins arms, knotting them at the center.
He continues to wrap around his chest, his arms, knotting the center again and again a
delicate artistic pattern forming, leaving Jimin's head swimming as he becomes more
immobile.

"Do you understand Kitten", he asks roughly upon receiving no response, landing a harsh
stinging slap to his subs bare thigh.

"Ah-yes, I understand Sir", Jimin whimpers in surprise, trying his best not to zone out again.

He continues his pattern down the complete length of Jimins arms, the sub unable to move
his torso or upper limbs.
Standing to admire his work, he stalks around the blonde, balls tense and tight as he observes
the familiar pink blush staining his subs cheeks. The quick short rise and fall of his chest as
the rope moves in time with it pulls a pleased hum from him. The tightening rope rubbing
against his nipples draws sharp breaths from Jimin, his cock bobbing and leaking droplets of
precum onto the carpet below.

Yoongi breathes deeply through his nose, the urge to take consuming him as he reaches to
unbutton his trousers. Pulling them down with his briefs, he frees his painfully hard cock,
stepping towards his sub.
"Open up Kitten, taste what's yours", he smirks as the subs eyes widen in shock, a whimper
forming on his lips as he opens his mouth, tongue flicking out teasingly to lick at the
sensitive underside of his Dom's length.

Yoongi grips Jimin's hair in his free hand, tugging his head back, he clicks his tongue as a
gasp leaves his subs lips.

"Don't test my patience kitten, this is your last warning", he growls before feeding his length
into the hot cavern of Jimin's mouth.

Jimin feels the length hit the back of his throat, gagging slightly as Yoongi pulls out to thrust
back in, using his grip on Jimin's hair to move his mouth over and back along his shaft. The
blonde suckles as he does so, tasting his Dom's leaking tip as much as he can.

Yoongi pulls out slowly with a groan and a rough "Take a deep breath, open wider".
Jimin complies immediately as Yoongi's girth slowly presses against his tongue, sliding
inside, reaching further until it nudges the back of his throat.

Feeling his airway cut off causes panic to consume Jimin as he tries to whimper around the
thick girth. Squeezing his eyes shut, he feels the length pull back slightly, rapidly sucking in
air before Yoongi presses forward, holding the sub in place as he moans repeatedly.

"Your mouth…..shit", he groans low in his throat. Pulling back, he sets a harsh pace Jimin
struggles to keep up with. Tears gather on his lashes as his dick twitches. The lack of oxygen
sends a euphoric rush through his veins, his helpless state under Yoongi's guidance increasing
his arousal.

A particularly deep thrust has him gag around his Dom's cock, swallowing unintentionally as
his tears finally spill. A gurgled sound of surprise reaches Yoongi's ears as he groans and
presses further, panting a series of "Fuck", and "so good Kitten".

Jimin's heart thunders in his chest, sweat beading on his brow as his Dom sinks into his
throat. His dick twitches in need as precum drools out of his aching length.

Yoongi's balls feel so tight, the vision of his cock bulging through his subs throat has him
wanting to cum immediately. Increasing the pace of his thrusts, he ruts into the tight heat
surrounding him. After a particularly deep grind has him almost tip over the edge, he pulls
out, panting harshly as he takes in Jimin's appearance. Tear stained cheeks, bloodshot eyes,
swollen lips. He's a fucking vision.

"Stand", he orders, helping the breathless spluttering blonde to his feet, feeding him sips of
water through his sniffles while drying his tears.

"Are you ok", he asks sincerely, receiving a small nod and a hoarse "Yes Sir", as he sways in
shaky legs. Adrenaline rushes through him as Yoongi's cat-like eyes rake over his form.

"I'm not done with you yet baby", Yoongi drawls, removing his own clothing before gripping
the knotted rope at the center of Jimin's chest. Maneuvering him onto his knees on the sofa,
he pushes him face down onto the cushioned seat.
Getting behind him on his own knees, he reaches for the side table. Grabbing a ball gag, he
orders the blonde to open up. Jimin does so with a whimper, trying to squirm unsuccessfully
for friction to his hole as Yoongi fastens the gag I place.

Reaching down, he rips the plug from his subs ass, a garbled whine caught behind the gag,
before placing a squeaky toy in his dainty hands.

Lubing up both his cock and Jimin's hole, he grips the blonde's hair, pulling his head back
while the blonde gasps.

"I'm gonna fuck you Jimin, hard. Harder than you're used to. I won't be gentle, you squeeze
that toy if you want to safeword, do you understand he half growls, reveling in the tremors
that run through the body beneath him.

The younger nods, eyes glazing over with pure need, a shaky breath leaving him as his hole
clenches around nothing.

"Good Kitten", Yoongi praises, before drawing back up onto his knees, gripping the knotted
ropes for leverage with one hand, Jimins hips with the other. Pressing the blunt head of his
cock against Jimin's pink rim, he thrusts inside in one quick press of his hips, simultaneously
pulling Jimin back roughly onto his cock.

The wail that leaves the younger is unlike anything Yoongi has ever heard as the blonde's
body twitches and convulses below him. Shrieked moans of pleasure are cut short by the next
harsh press of his girth into the blondes molten heat.

There is no time to adjust as Yoongi's long low groans fill the club floor. His large hands grip
Jimins hips, pulling him back harder each time he thrusts forward. He can feel his subs walls
flutter and clench around him with each graze against his nerves.

"Don't", he warns, gripping the rope again, pulling Jimin upright as he leans back to thrust up
into him roughly. "Don't fucking cum", he grits out, fire licking at their flesh as pleasure
consumes them. He groans harshly, Jimin's cries echoing around them.

"Don't you fucking dare", he repeats, the blondes whole body tensing under his rough touch.
He's never been fucked like this before, so thoroughly split open on a cock he can't even
think. The burning pain only adds to his pleasure as he sobs behind his gag, his balls
tightening with each thrust.

The unrelenting blinding pressure of Yoongi's long girthy cock hammering into his prostate
makes it impossible to stave off his high as it bursts through the head of his weeping
throbbing cock. His hips jerking as he tries to wriggle away.

A high sharp shriek rios from him as Yoongi pulls him back desperately, repeatedly, his own
rough pants reaching Jimins ears. Thrusting furiously into his subs hot clenching walls, he
shoves Jimins face into the cushion again, fucking into him with short sharp bursts.

"You'll come again immediately for disobeying me", he growls as he reaches around for
Jimins cock, thumbing the slit while he stimulates the sensitive underside.
Jimin loses it, oversensitivity choking him as muffled sobs and sniffles escape him. Trying to
buck Yoongi off earns him a harsh nip on his shoulder, his body going lax as he cries out,
painful pleasure spilling from his lashes as another high nears, much too soon.

He wails high, repeatedly, unable to take it as Yoongi increases his pace, sawing in and out of
his subs pink puffy rim while his own high hurtles towards him at record speed seeing how
wrecked Jimin is.

Gurgled cries burst from Jimin, the gag hindering them as he tries to trash against his Dom.
It's too much, he can't take it. His balls ache heavily as his prostate is rammed over and over,
heat consumes him as sharp hot sparks shoot up his spine.

"Fuck, that's it baby, squeeze around me, just like that", Yoongi breathes out roughly just as
his balls seize up, his while body tingling as picks up his pace further, the blonde half falling
limp beneath him.

"You wanna know why I chose here to fucking ruin you Kitten", he says, leaning in to lick a
long stripe up the blondes spine as he grips harder at his hips, bearing down into him with
deep quick strokes.

Jimin mewls at his Doms words, drool dribbling out past the gag as his body trembles,
muscles spasming with the intensity of pleasure Yoongi reigns down on him.

"Its because everytime I provide aftercare, you'll remember how I took you, hard, right here,
right fucking here Jimin", he growls, possessivenes bleeding into his tone, "and you'll
remember that your mine", he ends, Punctuating each word with a rapid thrust.

Jimin's body seizes up once more, sharp panted cries of release pulling his Dom over the
edge as he rams in one last time. Stilling deep inside, unloading ropes of thick white seed into
his subs quivering hole. Thick heavy throbs of his cock pull long drawn out moans from him.
He grinds in place repeatedly, right against Jimin's prostate, milking it savagely while weak
sobs barely make it past his gag. Yoongi bends over him, tracing soft kisses wherever he can
reach as his hands begin to unclasp the gag.

Heaving breaths leave the blonde as he sniffles and bursts into tears.

"Baby you took me so well", Yoongi praises, kissing along his shoulders, pecking softly at
his cheek before pulling them both into sitting on their knees. Still wedged deep inside his
sub, the movement tears a choked gasp from him, fat tears spilling past his lashes.

"Fuck I'm sorry baby", Yoongi soothes softly as he slowly pulls out, whimpers filling the air
as the restrained Sub trembles uncontrollably in his arms. "Are you ok, are you hurt", he asks.

"N-no I'm good", Jimin sobs, leaning back into his Dom for a comforting embrace.

"It's ok Kitten, I've got you", Yoongi soothes, beginning to untie the intricate knots so he can
console Jimin properly. Working his way further down his arms he stills, face paling as he re-
evaluates the situation. Sniffles and sobs freezing his movements he asks shakily,
"Jiminah,where's the toy?".

The blonde crumbles before him, sobbing harder as he cries out loudly,

"I-i dropped it !:.

Cold chills Yoongi to the bone as he quickly turns Jimin to face him.

"I dropped it", the sub cries out again, head in his now freed hands, before looking up into
anxious cat-like eyes, "when you said I'm yours", he finishes, throwing his arms around
Yoongi's neck.

He feels the deep exhale and sag of Yoongi's shoulders as relief floods him. Peppering kisses
all over his Dom's neck in reassurance, he smiles as Yoongi pulls him close.

"Mhmm, you're mine Jiminah, and I'm yours", he smiles softly, tracing kisses of his own over
Jimins cheeks.

Standing, he carries Jimin's trembling body to the private room they had once before spent
the night in. Carefully settling them into the bed, he pulls a soft warm blanket over them,
gazing into soft brown eyes .

"You scared me back there, you're not leaving my arms for at least six hours", he pouts.

Jimin giggles. "I'll stay for 12, how does that sound", he asks, pecking softly at pink pouty
lips as they turn up onto a gummy smile.

"That sounds perfect", Yoongi replies, pulling the other closer, exhaustion finally pulling him
into soft dreams of Jimin.

❤⛓❤

The weeks pass quickly, both men falling deeper each day as they spend all their free time
together. They alternate spending weekends in each other's apartments, getting to know each
other's routines, likes and dislikes, habits.

Slowly, they grow into each other's lives as their relationship blossoms. Date after date they
quickly become joined at the hip. Jimin continues to bloom under Yoongi's supervision and
guidance much to the joy of their mutual friends. Both men a constant encouraging support to
each other.

Jin strides into Yoongi's living room, looking around at the scattered mess of balled up
papers, notepads and pens that litter the floor and coffee table, Yoongi's laptop hardly even
visible anymore.

"What the fuck happened here, Is Min Yoongi being sued",he asks in mock concern as he
ruffles Yoongi's hair.
Yoongi rolls his eyes, scoffing from where he sits cross-legged, hunched over the coffee
table, scribbling notes on a page before balling it up and throwing it to the floor at Jin's feet.

The elder picks it up, opening out the page and reading before his jaw hangs open.

"Yoongi what is this?"he asks in surprise, reaching to pick up more discarded papers from the
floor, reading through each one before his eyes settle back on Yoongi,still scribbling notes as
he rests his chin on his palm.

"It's shit, I know, I'll clean it all up later", he mumbles.

"No, Yoongi these are great,.what are they for, you have to keep them", Jin insists, gathering
up all the rumpled sheets. Stepping closer he takes the pen from the Dom's hand causing him
to huff in frustration.

"They're lyrics for my mixtape, but I just can't get this one song right. I can't express how I
feel and it's driving me fucking crazy. It needs to be more,....more meaningful", he pouts.

Bending down so he's eye level with the club owner,Jin places a hand on his shoulder giving
it a squeeze as he smiles brightly at him.

"I'm really proud of you Yoongi, and these are very meaningful from where I'm standing. You
could ask Namjoon for advice if you feel stuck on some lyrics. He writes the most beautiful
poetry", he gushes before asking, "Whats the sudden inspiration to finish it".

"Jimin '', Yoongi replies, His features breaking out into a heartstopping smile as butterflies
erupt through his tummy. "He told me I should finish it, even if it's just for myself or I'd
regret it in the future. I've been working on it for the past few weeks when I can", he
explains.

"That's amazing, and he's right. He must be so proud of you", Jin smiles back, looking at the
paper in his hand as he takes in the beautiful words on the sheet Yoongi had discarded.

"Actually I haven't told him, I want to surprise him with it when it's finished", he mumbles
shyly, much to Jin's amusement.

"So romantic, I'm guessing this one is about him right", Jin smirks teasingly, hugging the
papers to his chest before waving them in front of the Doms face.

Yoongi snaps them out of his grip,raising his brow before teasing Jin with a smirk of his own.
"Namjoon writes beautiful poetry huh. How do you know that?".

The elders' ears instantly turn pink as he chokes out an unintelligible response that has
Yoongi tilting his head back in laughter.

"Oh you're one to laugh, drooling over Jimin the second anyone even mentions his name", Jin
fires off, joining in the laughter before he stands, looking nervously around the room.

"Listen, I just dropped Eun-woo home. Her therapy is going well but, as part of having her
take responsibility and have her realize the gravity of her actions, her therapist wants her to
meet the people she has hurt or caused unnecessary problems for and apologize, starting with
the most recent incident",he tells the Dom.

"Which is?",Yoongi asks, unsure why Jin is telling him any of this.

"Jimin, it's Jimin", the elder tells him as a look of anger clouds Yoongi's face.

"Why Jimin, what the fuck is she playing at", the Dom asks sharply.

"Listen, I know this is bad, but she has been completely honest about this and many other
things. She wants to get better and she's doing whatever it takes even if it means
incriminating herself, please keep that in mind", Jin tells him softly while Yoongi seethes.

"Go on",he grits out, shoulders tense as he braces himself for god knows what.

"She slashed Jimin's tyres at the club", the elder blurts out, while Yoongi's jaw clenches in
fury.

"You're fucking kidding me right now. This is too much Jin. She's not meeting him, I won't
allow it", he insists with fierce determination.

"This is part of her therapy Yoongi, it's not your choice to make. I've already spoken to Jimin
about it and he has agreed. I'm just letting you know so you're informed of what's
happening", Jin explains, exasperation bleeding into his tone.

Getting to his feet, Yoongi throws his notepad on the table. "Have you lost you fucking mind.
She slashed his tires weeks ago and now you want him to sit down and what, have fucking
lunch with her. Is this a fucking joke", he snaps.

"No it's not a joke", Jin bites back. "But I agreed to take this on and I promised I'd try to help
her so the responsibility wouldn't fall on you, so cut me some slack ok. Her Doctors wouldn't
suggest this unless they thought she was well enough to see it through", he finishes.

"I don't like this, not one fucking bit. Jimin shouldn't be getting dragged into any of this",
Yoongi grumbles as he runs a hand through his hair.

"I know you don't like it, but her treatment has been intensive and she's come a long way,
she's working really hard at everything they have set out for her. She wants to take control of
her life Yoongi", Jin pleads.

"Yeah I get that, but I never wanted her anywhere near Jimin", the Dom breathes out,
shoulders sagging with worry.

"I'll be with them the entire time when they meet, everything will be ok", Jin reassures calmly
as Yoongi's eyes snap to his.

"You could have fuckin lead with that so I wasn't freaking out", the club owner frowns, a
hand on his hip as he points an accusing finger at Jin.
"Where's the fun in that", the elder counters, dodging a balled up piece of paper Yoongi sends
flying his way. Waving a goodbye, he laughs mischievously, making his way out of the
apartment.

❤⛓❤

Later that afternoon, walking through the Dance Academy, Yoongi stops to ask a lady where
the practice rooms are.
After memorising her directions through the maze of corridors, Yoongi picks up on the sound
of huffed breaths, fluttering fabric, the soft thud of feet landing and the swoosh of moving
limbs slicing through the air.

Stepping quietly into a mostly empty room, save for a piano and stereo in the corner, he
finally see's him.

Jimin is all long graceful limbs, smooth in his movements as Yoongi stands rooted to the
spot.
He is breathtaking, moving with a passion Yoongi has never seen before. It feels like
everything has slowed down around him.

No music plays, but the way his lover moves makes him feel music. Jimin makes him feel
music. That's never happened to him before and it roots him to the spot. He vows then and
there to write a piece worthy of Jimin's beautiful dance.

The blonde moves from the tops of his fingers to the tips of his toes as the Dom looks on
wide eyed and mesmerized at the beauty that unfolds before him. Seeing Jimin like this, so
passionate, so free, has need blooming under his skin.

When the dance comes to its end, Yoongi feels heat rush through him. He rushes forward,
feeling a heady mix of pride and arousal surge through him, startling his sub by pulling him
into his embrace and licking into his panting mouth.

A light airy giggle escapes Jimin as he tries to catch his breath. His pink cheeks turn a shade
darker as Yoongi's praises fill him with excessive warmth, his blood pooling south, the same
effect his Dom's praise always draws out of him.

"Jiminah, you're such an amazing dancer, so perfect, graceful and dainty, yet powerful in
your moves. You're so beautiful. I see a story unfolding in every move", Yoongi whispers
seductively while he grips Jimin's ass, grinding their thick lengths together.

Jimin whines, hands moving through Yoongi's hair to pull him closer. His dick twitches as the
elder backs him into the wall length mirror behind them, pinning his hands either side of his
head while he lunges in to swallow the blondes aroused gasp.

Their kiss turns feverish, tongues licking filthily into each other's mouths as Yoongi's hands
move to pull down Jimin's sweats and underwear. Gripping the blonde's already leaking cock,
he gives it a few teasing pumps before turning Jimin roughly to face the mirror.
Unbuckling his jeans,he feels sweat bead on the back of his neck, hissing as he frees his cock,
rubbing it between Jimins cheeks while the younger swivels his hips needily,panting as
panicked whines leave his lips while, even as his body betrays him.

"What if someone hears and comes to check", he whimpers as Yoongi takes a packet of lube
from his wallet, spreading it on his thick cock. Using his then sloppy hand, he grips Jimin's
dick, the blonde thrusting forward into his Dom's fist, the slide smooth due to all the lube.

Grabbing Jimin's hair he pulls his head up, forcing eye contact through the mirror while he
smirks devilishly, the lopsided smile making the subs dick throb as a moan escapes his plump
bitten lips. Moving his hand from Jimins cock to his own he prods at his needy hole,

"Then we better make it quick, and you better be real fuckin quiet Kitten", he demands as he
pushes forward into Jimins tight velvet heat, groaning long and low as hot walls grips his
cock like a vice. He bites down on the blonde's shoulder to stop himself from crying out at
the sensation.

Jimin's body lifts onto his toes, the intrusion burning through him as his hands fist on the
mirror, forehead hitting the cold surface as a he tries to escape the burn only to be pulled
down harshly, Yoongi's thick cock now fully nestled deep inside him while he chokes out a
needy sob.

"Fuck, always so fuckin tight Kitten, so hot inside", Yoongi groans, pulling out to thrust back
in roughly, pushing Jimins body flush against the glass. His cock is caught between his body
and the cold surface of the mirror, drawing shivered gasps from him.

"Yoongi I can't", he pleads while the elder gives him a moment to adjust to his throbbing
heavy length. His hand reaches up under the blondes shirt, immediately flicking a nipple
before teasing it between his thumb and forefinger, pulling a sharp cry from his sub.

"You can't what baby?"Yoongi asks with a smirk. "Can't take it", he asks, pulling out before
thrusting back in and setting a quick deep pace as stuttered moans burst from Jimin's throat.
"Can't keep quiet?", he asks, grinding in place harshly.

Jimin's body goes rigid, head tipping back against Yoongi's shoulder as he bares his neck to
him. His hand reaching to card through his Dom's hair, needy whimpers forced out of him
with each thrust of Yoongi's throbbing cock against his prostate.

A particularly hard thrust pulls a pleasured cry from him as he trembles in Yoongi's arms. His
abdomen tenses as fire licks at his flesh. Yoongi's low groaned sounds of pleasure have him
clench around the girth ravaging his hole as Yoongi places a hand over his mouth.

"Shh baby, you don't want someone to find you like this right?"he questions with a raised
brow, staring at Jimin through the mirror, his hair now sticking to his forehead as a
continuous stream of muffled moans escape him.
Yoongi picks up the pace, hammering his cock right into Jimin's prostate as the blondes hole
convulses around him, his eyes squeezing shut as tears leak from his lashes. Overwhelming
pleasure burns through him as he feels his release draw near.

Yoongi slows down, drawing out almost fully, feeding only an inch to his sub before pulling
out again. Jimin huffs at Yoongi, his denied release bringing out the brat in him as he tries to
push back onto Yoongi's cock.

Using his free hand, Yoongi grips Jimin's hip, pushing him harshly into the glass as he teases
him, slowly feeding inch after inch of his length into his subs' needy hole, drawing gasped
whines from the blonde.

His hand traces slowly around to Jimin's cock, teasing the tip while Yoongi whispers filth
into his ear, thrusting back in at a brutal pace. Rutting into Jimin while his fist squeezes
around his cock he fucks him over and over, muffled hoarse moans sending him reeling.

"You were made for my cock Jimin, mine and no one else's", he groans as he feels his high
near. Removing his hand from Jimin cock, he grips his throat, pounding into him roughly.
The torment to his prostate draws a squeal from the Younger.

"Fuck", Yoongi huffs, feeling hot tight walls contract around him. "Gonna come Jiminah,
gonna come deep inside and plug you up, have you walk out of here with my cum still inside
you and-

Yoongi doesn't get to finish his sentence. A muffled sharp cry fills his ears as Jimin drools
onto his palm. His hole flutters, clenching harshly around Yoongi as he spills all over the
mirror in thick spurts, his eyes rolling to the back of his head with the intensity of his release.

"Fuck", Yoongi chokes out as the tightness clenching around him pulls him unexpectedly
over the edge, both men sinking to their knees at the intensity as his throbbing cock spills into
Jimins heat. They shudder together as he wraps his arms around Jimin, kissing along his
throat softly as they catch their breath.

Jimins limbs twitch and tremble as the intensity of his high wears off. Turning his head
towards Yoongi, he slowly leans in to connect their lips while the elder brushes away a stray
tear with his thumb.

Pulling out slowly, he reaches for a discarded towel as Jimin whimpers, catching his release
as it drips out, careful not to stain the dancer's sweatpants and cleaning him up gently.

"Wait I thought you were gonna plug me", Jimin pouts while Yoongi coo's at him. Reaching
up to pinch his cheeks, he fixes them both back into their pants properly, his gentle touches
and display of care for the younger warming Jimin's shivering body.

"I don't carry plugs around baby", he smirks, "I just wanted to see your reaction to the idea
for future reference. You didn't disappoint", he smiles wickedly while Jimin looks on in mock
outrage.

"That's scandalous", he defends with a giggle.

"What you've done to that mirror is scandalous", Yoongi counters with a scoff, pointing to the
stained glass, cum and drool smeared over its surface.

Jimin laughs, reaching for the towel and wiping away as much as he can before giving up.
Yoongi helps him to his feet, kissing him softly, holding him close as his arms wrap around
his slim waist.

"I missed you", he whispers, his cat like eyes searching Jimins, seeing a world of emotions
swimming in his orbs as he replies,

"I only left this morning, you really have it bad for me Yoongi", before pecking the elders
nose and detaching from him with a smile. Walking towards the door, he feels Yoongi close
in on him before his strong arms wrap around him, cloaking him in warmth and security.

"Brat", he starts out in a rough tone before turning soft for the man in his arms. "I missed
you", he emphasizes again, Softly littering Jimin's throat with kisses nuzzling the sensitive
spot below his ear.

Turning slowly in his arms, Jimin observed him. He's unusually clingy. Jimin can tell he's
anxious about something. His eyes soften as he wraps his arms around Yoongi's shoulders.
Knowing that teasing usually works to distract him he gasps in mock horror.

"Oh my god, You're in love with me", he whisper shouts. "You love me Min Yoongi", he
teases with a giggle, the tables suddenly turning on him as Yoongi pulls him closer, staring
deep into his eyes, holding his gaze.

Jimin is stunned into silence.He blinks rapidly, short panted breaths leave his body as he
opens his mouth to question his Dom.
"Why isn't he denying it, or at least laughing it off", his mind screams as hope and warmth
bloom in his chest. His heart beats so fast he's sure his Dom can hear it, or even feel it.

Yoongi presses a finger to the dancer's soft pouty lips to silence him, kissing his forehead, he
smirks at the blonde.

"Go get ready, I'll wait in the car, bring your coat", he advises, lifting Jimin's hand to press a
kiss to each knuckle.

"W-where are we going", Jimin asks, now a ball of excited nerves as his skin tingles where
Yoongi's lips had just been.

"Out of the city, it's all been arranged. Taemin requested the day off work for you tomorrow
so go get ready", he says softly before turning to leave the room, a stunned Jimin left utterly
speechless as his mind plays over the last few moments in his head.

A soft secret smile reserved only for Yoongi makes its way across his features. Resting a
hand on his erratically beating heart, he wills it to slow down before it leaps right out of his
chest with joy.
❤⛓❤

After showering and changing into a pair of soft gray sweats and an oversized black hoodie,
he dries his hair, styling it to look soft and fluffy. Grabbing his bag, he makes his way out of
the building, his joints and limbs aching and stiff from weeks of rehearsals for the winter
showcase.

Yoongi's car waits outside, his Dom sitting in the driver seat patiently while Jimin pulls up
his hood, trying to cover himself from the chilled air. Running to the car he pulls the door
open, quickly sitting inside and settling back into the warmth of the heated car.

Closing his eyes, he hums softly in relaxation, not realizing Yoongi has moved closer until he
feels soft lips press kisses to both of his eyelids, his cheeks, the tip of his nose, before placing
a final lingering kiss on his forehead.

A light airy giggle escapes him upon opening his eyes, locking gazes with the elder. The soft
smile on Yoongi's lips turns him dizzy.

"Hi", Yoongi whispers, leaning in to press his lips slowly against Jimins.

"Hey", the dancer replies bashfully, squirming under Yoongi's adoring gaze.

"You ready", he asks the blonde as he leans back, both of them fastening their safety belts
before Yoongi sets the car in motion.

"That depends", Jimin laughs, "You haven't told me where we're going and I need to pack a
few things".

"It's all taken care of", Yoongi replies smugly.

"But I have no clothes", Jimin counters.

"I packed for you".

"How".

"The clothes you left at my place".

"But they're dirty".

"I washed them".

"I-.. Thank you…..Oh God,my charger,I have no charger",the younger panics.

"It's packed kitten, toiletries packed, skincare packed, make-up packed, snacks and food
packed. I took care if everything. I just want you to relax ok. I packed everything we need",
Yoongi reassures, reaching for Jimin's hand as he leans in slightly to kiss his palm.

Jimin preens under Yoongi's thoughtful attention.

"All I really need is you", he says sincerely, heart leaping in his chest at the smile Yoongi
sends his way, the Doms hand gripping Jimins a little tighter as he links their fingers together.

"So where are we going", the dancer asks giddily, bouncing in his seat with excitement. The
thought of being brought away somewhere by Yoongi fills him with nervous anticipation.

"I told you it's a surprise", the elder teases, smirking at the pouting dancer as he makes a
motion of zipping his lips while Jimin playfully rolls his eyes at him.

"At least tell me something about it, give me a clue", he begs.

"Ok baby let me think for a second", Yoongi replies, pondering thoughtfully before his face
lights up.

"Ok I got it, It's really cold,......and wet", he explains cheekily, laughing as Jimin's smile
falters, a look of horror replacing it slowly.

"No offense hyung but that sounds awful, the worst even. I don't like the cold, or wet, next
time I get to choose where we're going", he jokes, breaking off into laughter as Yoongi eyes
him with a raised brow.

"You don't seem to mind the wet when you're begging me to rail you in the shower, or the
bathtub,...Yoongi please, just a little, give me just a lit"-..

His teasing is cut off by a mortified looking Jimin reaching across to cover Yoongi's mouth
with his palm.

His cheeks flame as he whispers out a bashful, "That's different, it's warm in the shower",
before recoiling and whipping his hand back. Analyzing it, he slowly turns to look at his now
hysterical Dom, an expression of disgust on his face.

"Did you just lick my hand", he blurts out, shock evident on his face as his Dom's laughter
grows wilder, his shoulders shaking as he grips the steering wheel.

"I've done much worse to you", he cackles as Jimin's blush burns his cheeks, his hands
coming up to hide his face as his own laughter leaks out into the air.

"You're the worst", he giggles, reaching for Yoongi's hand again before saying,

"Honestly, I don't care where we go, as long as I get to be with you. No one's ever brought me
away anywhere before so this is really special to me", he admits.

"This is only the beginning Jiminah", Yoongi tells him as he turns to exit the motorway,
pulling onto a quieter road, heading in the direction of the mountains outside the city.

"I'll take you anywhere in the world you want to go", he promises as his thumb runs across
the dancer's dainty wrist.

"Thank you", Jimin smiles, his eyes shining with wonder as he leans to rest his head on
Yoongi's shoulder,
"I don't even need you to take me anywhere though. Some of my favorite moments with you
happen when we are laughing and talking together on your sofa", he admits.

Yoongi's heart skips a beat hearing Jimin's words. How could it be that they are so in sync, in
so many ways.

"Those are some of my favorite moments too", he whispers softly, kissing the dancer's
forehead as his sleepy eyes close, nuzzling into Yoongi's neck.

The next time he wakes, it's to Yoongi gently shaking him, calling his name softly and
placing gentle pecks to his lips.
Stirring, still sleepy and disoriented, it takes him a moment to grasp that he's not in his usual
surroundings. Gasping, he takes in the sight before him.

A beautiful cabin stands before them, lit by warm inviting light. A blanket of soft snow
covers their surroundings. Tall trees cover the area, growing into a large dense forest that
spreads all the way to the rocky mountain view.

Turning to Yoongi, his mouth opens but no words come out. Yoongi leans in, pecking his
forehead while he gestures with a nod for Jimin to follow him.

"What about our stuff? ''he asks, voice thick with sleep as he rubs his eyes, convinced he's
still dreaming as he steps out of the car. Closing the door, he reaches.for Yoongi's
outstretched hand.

"I brought it all in before waking you", the elder informs him as they make their way quickly
inside.

Jimin could cry. Everything is so beautiful, the decor feels warm and cozy, the fire Yoongi
had lit immediately after arriving, giving everything a romantic warm glow.

"This is amazing, you went to so much effort, Why?",he asks emotionally as he holds both
hands over his racing heart.

"A few reasons actually", Yoongi replies, leading him through the cabin as he explains.

"Firstly,you're worth the effort. Second, I wanted to get away from everything, just me and
you. Especially the club, I know we spend our evenings together but I want our relationship
to grow. I don't want it to center mostly around the club anymore. I want more with you,
much more", he tells his awestruck blushing dancer ,the younger hiding his face in his hands
and his heart thunders in his chest.

"Third", Yoongi adds, unlocking the backdoor and leading Jimin outside, "These hot springs.
I've noticed you've been under a lot of pressure lately, and you're in pain. These waters are
proven to be beneficial for the body. They help with sleep, reduce stress, improve blood
circulation and are great for reducing and relieving pain. I thought it would help you
recuperate before the show in a few weeks", he finishes.
Jimin turns to look at Yoongi before throwing his arms around him..Soft sniffles reach the
elders ears as the dancer cries a muffled, " Thank you, no ones ever done anything so
thoughtful for me before".

Yoongi kisses the crown of his head, rubbing soft soothing circles into his back.

"You deserve to be thought of every day Jiminah", he says, hugging the blonde tight to his
body for a long moment.

Jimin's stomach interrupts their peaceful silence as it rumbles obnoxiously,sending his Dom
into fits of laughter while Jimin rolls his eyes at him dramatically.

"Come on, the foods gonna get cold", Yoongi informs the blonde, whose eyes widen in
interest.

``When did you find time to cook", he wonders aloud while Yoongi back hugs him all the
way back inside the cabin.

"I didn't cook, I stopped at the Inn a mile back and they prepared meals to take away".

"You abandoned me alone in the car, in a strange place", Jimin sighs dramatically, weakness
taking over him when the elders fingers tickle his sides."

Always such a brat", he growls, nibbling at the blonde's throat while his lover tips his head
back.

"You wouldn't have me any other way", Jimin giggles,sighing contentedly at the whispered,
"You're absolutely right", that reaches his ears.

During dinner, they sit on the rug in front of the open fire, Jimin nestled happily between
Yoongi's legs as the elder feeds them both from the same plate between kisses, both in
absolute bliss simply being in each other's arms.

Yoongi has never felt as close to anyone as he does at this moment. He feels like his whole
world is in his arms. Kissing Jimin's temple, the younger turns around uttering a soft sincere
"Thank you" before sealing their lips together.

Yoongi kisses him back, pouring his emotions into it as he lingers in their sweet connection
before his phone alarm interrupts them. Pulling away, he gets to his feet, taking Jimin with
him as he explains,"I have something else to show you. It's where we'll be sleeping tonight".

"I already saw the bedroom", Jimin giggles, confusion showing in his features as Yoongi
leads him through a door hidden behind drapes.

"No baby, we'll be sleeping here tonight", he tells the dancer as Jimin gasps.

Yoongi leads him into a doomed glass room, dimly lit with a soft cozy bed in the center.
Sitting them down on the edge of a plush mattress, he takes both of Jimins hands in his.

Looking at Yoongi, the younger one asks, "Why,why here?".

The elder gazes at him, a softness in his eyes Jimin has never seen before as he points to the
night sky, tilting Jimin's chin up to take in the galaxies above them.

"Because I need you to see what I see, every time I look into your eyes", he confesses, his
hands trembling slightly as his emotions threaten to spill from his lips.

Jimin gasps as he takes in the twinkling sky above them, an array of shining specks glittering
brightly, shooting stars softly shining down on them as a meteor shower soars across the sky
above.

"Y-you can't just say things like that, my heart will burst Jimin sniffles as his eyes fill with
tears. He lowers his gaze to Yoongi's, hands moving to rest on his shoulders as the elder
caresses his cheek, leaning in to kiss his warm plump lips before answering,

"Then let it burst, I'll catch the pieces and fit them back together, right next to my own,
"Yoongi whispers.

Jimin sobs brokenly as he rushes forward, molding their lips together. Yoongi leans in, gently
laying Jimin on his back as they move slowly to the center of the bed. Jimin wraps his legs
around his lover's waist, pulling their bodies flush together as their kiss deepens.

Yoongi's hands softly caress every inch of skin revealed as he discards their clothes. Kissing
his way down the dancer's chest, he latches onto a nipple, laving his tongue over the pert bud
while Jimin's body jerks in sensitivity.

Large veiny hands grip the blonde's hips, his soft panted breaths filling the air as Yoongi
descends further,licking teasingly over the head of Jimin's arousal repeatedly before sinking
down on it. The guttural moan that escapes the dancer has Yoongi grinding into the mattress.

Pulling back, he sinks down again, further this time, taking Jimin's length into his throat as
the blonde fists his lover's hair harshly. Throaty moans break free from his chest as Yoongi
slowly extracts the cock wedged down his throat, suckling on the head before kissing and
nipping his way up Jimin's body. Reaching for the nightstand, he grabs a bottle of lube,
lathering his weeping cock in the slippery substance before lowering himself over the
blonde's body and nudging at his entrance.

Jimins arms wrap around Yoongi's shoulders tight as he braces himself for the burn he loves
so much, his eyes shut tight in blissed anticipation as he brings their lips together.

"Look at me",.Yoongi shudders as his cock leaks, wetting Jimin's rim further as the younger
opens his eyes. Right at that moment, gazes locked intimately, Yoongi presses forward,
slowly easing his length into Jimin's clenching heat as they moan together, cheeks flushed in
heated passion.

Jimin whimpers once Yoongi's hips lay flush against his own, the burn of the stretch igniting
sparks throughout his body. His cock twitches, bobbing as precum pools on his abdomen.
Yoongi presses his lips to Jimin's, licking at the seam for entrance. Jimin gives it freely,
opening his mouth as Yoongi tangles their tongues together. Moaning softly, the blonde
wriggles his hips needily. Yoongi rocks into him, setting a slow gentle pace unlike anything
they've done before leading Jimin to cry out in pleasure.

The slow push and pull of Yoongi's veiny length teases him to new heights as the girth drags
intensely over his bundle of nerves. Jimin chokes on a moan as Yoongi grips his knee, raising
it higher as he presses in deeper, mapping soft kisses along smooth flesh.

"Oohh, s-so deep", Jimin cries out while Yoongi continues his slow lovemaking. Descending
on Jimin's throat, he marks it purple, his hands wandering over sensitive skin while Jimin
gropes his ass, pulling him deeper as their bodies rock tightly together.

"I always wanted to have you like this' ', Yoongi moans softly onto Jimin's mouth, both of
them breathing each other's air as Yoongi pleads, "Be mine Jiminah, only mine, you were
meant for me".

Hot walls clench around his throbbing cock as Jimin chokes on a moan, nodding frantically
while he gasps,

"I-i've always been yours".

His breath hitches in his throat as Yoongi grinds in deep, circling his hips, pulling a throaty
cry from him.

"You know what I'm asking, be mine,my partner", the elder groans, holding Jimin's teary
gaze, linking their fingers together as a whimpered "Yes," leaves his parted lips.

Yoongi exhales in relief, diving in to plunder Jimins lips as their slow rocking turns feverish.

"Shit, you're clenching so tight you're gonna make me cum", Yoongi gasps as he pulls out
almost completely, stilling before plunging in, tearing a guttural cry from Jimin's throat as his
head tips back.

"M'close", he sobs, "so close, please", he begs,.

tightening his thighs around Yoongi's waist as the elder plows into him passionately. His own
high approaching intensely, his balls squeezing tight as he sucks Jimin's nipple into his
mouth.

Jimin cries out, body seizing as his back arches off the bed. Yoongi sinks deeper, groaning
gutturaly as the blonde paints his abdomen with his release. The heated clenching of his walls
milks Yoongi's release from him as he grinds in deep, pulling Jimin closer as he unloads into
him.

Their loud panted moans ease away slowly as the aftershocks of their mutual highs wear off.
Yoongi pulls out carefully, reaching for a box of tissues to clean them up gently, reveling in
the knowledge that Jimin gazes at him adoringly through it all.

Leaving for a moment to fetch them some water and snacks, he comes back to see Jimin
sitting pretty and bare in the center of the bed, eyes trained on the night sky. Climbing onto
the bed, he wraps his arms around the younger from behind, pulling him close.
Littering his shoulders with warm gentle kisses,he pauses when he hears a soft,

"Did you mean it".

Turning the blonde to face him he cups his cheeks with his large hands as he locks eyes with
him.

"I meant every word I said tonight, You have my heart Jiminah, I trust you with it, please
don't break it", he asks shakily.

Jimin's eyes soften as he pulls Yoongi into his arms, laying back so the elder can rest his head
on his chest while large hands pull a blanket over them.

"I promise I won't break it Yoongi, It is as precious to me as my own", he whispers while

softly caressing his fingers throughout the elders hair.

"You have my heart too, you know",he adds with a soft smile.

"I know", Yoongi smiles, holding his lover close as he promises to cherish it carefully, the
night sky twinkling above, just for them.

❤⛓❤⛓❤⛓❤⛓❤
 Chapter 9
Chapter Summary

Jimin turns the tables on Yoongi, with surprising results. Trouble brews just around the
corner

Yoongi stirs awake slowly, opening his eyes to see a forest of snow covered trees from where
he lays in the glass domed room. Stretching his arms out over his head, he takes a deep
content breath before the smell of pancakes has him sitting up with interest.

Throwing on his boxers he makes his way to the kitchen, stopping in his tracks when he sees
Jimin in front of the stove. He looks lost in one of the Dom's oversized hoodies, the hem
reaching the middle of his bare thighs, the sight almost sending Yoongi reeling.

He moves forward, enveloping the dancer in his strong arms, peppering kisses over his cheek
while he nuzzles the younger's wet hair, inhaling the scent that he knows to be purely Jimin.

"Why are you up so early, you're meant to be relaxing", Yoongi whispers softly while the
blonde flips a pancake onto an already full plate.

"I woke at six, my back hurt so I went out to the hot springs. I feel a little better already. Then
I wanted to make you breakfast because I have no way of repaying you for any of this", he
replies softly, his tone a little sad as he turns his head to look at Yoongi with big round brown
eyes.

"Hey, this isn't something you have to repay. This is about us getting closer and I know if you
had the means to do the same for me then you would. Anyway this is my way of repaying
you for helping me", he informs the blonde, smothering his face with kisses until Jimin is a
giggling mess in his arms.

"We're in this together, ok. You bring just as much to this relationship as I do. The care you
show is worth gold to me",Yoongi explains while the dancer's cheeks burn.

"Why so shy hmm", he asks, reaching to turn off the stove before picking up the plate of
pancakes and leading the blonde to the table where an array of chopped fruit, melted
chocolates and syrup await them.

"You said relationship", Jimin whispers with a shy smile. "It still doesn't feel real", he adds,
ending on a yelp as the elder pulls him to sit on his lap.

"How about now?", he smirks, pulling Jimin into a heated kiss. "Does this feel real?.
"Yes, it feels real", Jimin whispers with a smile. Pressing their foreheads together, he wraps
his arms around his lover's neck. Leaning in, he softly pecks at the corner of Yoongi's lips
before pulling back and preparing a plate for the Dom to eat.

❤⛓❤

Yoongi showers after breakfast, regret setting in deep after promising Jimin they could do
whatever he wanted today. Thinking the blonde would want to settle in front of the open fire,
he was horrified to hear Jimin suggest a trek through the snowy forest.

"What happened to you hating the cold and wet", he grumbles as they wrap up warm before
stepping outside into the chilly air.

"This is different. Its snow", the blonde laughs, running toward the line of trees before a
strong thump to his back has him stumbling forward onto his knees. Quickly getting to his
feet he whips his head around, mouth open in shock.

"Did you just,.....did you just throw a snowball at me", he shrieks in mock anger.

The elder shakes his head, mouth in a tight line as his eyes widen comically.

Jimin bends to pack a lump of snow together, walking forward with a mischievous grin
plastered across his face.

"No, Jiminah I'm sorry", Yoongi roars as he takes off on a run, quickly finding himself
weaving through trees before he's knocked to the ground.

Jimin turns him on his back, straddling his hips while he leans in to kiss him. Sitting back, he
gasps as their surroundings register in his line of vision. Standing, he helps Yoongi to his feet
whispering a soft,

"Everything here is so beautiful'.

The sun shines high in the sky, a vast blanket of soft white snow stretching out into the
clearing while sparse trees dot around the area. A frozen lake in the distance glitters like a
gem under the midday sun.

Looking at Jimin, Yoongi can't help but agree, responding with a gentle, "That's why you fit
right in".

Jimin tilts his head shyly, his cheeks burning pink, held in the elders big hands as he
continues,

"This will always be one of my favorite things about you, the way you blush so prettily and
get shy. I can't believe I get to call you mine.

Jimin whines, taking Yoongi's gloved hand in his while he treks forward into the crisp
blanket of snow.
"I'm convinced you say all these sweet things to me on purpose just to make me blush", he
giggles before he's grabbed from behind and tickled along his ribs. His loud shrieks of
laughter startle the birds in the trees as they take off in flight through the bright afternoon sky.

Holding the blonde close, chest to his back he rests his chin on shoulder.
"I say all these sweet things to you because they're true", he says with a smile, teeth
chattering so badly in the cold it prompts them to turn around and make their way back to the
cabin.

"Hey let's build snowmen. I'll make you, you make me. Whoevers is best gets to top tonight",
Jimin suggests as a joke, completely unprepared for the rushed
"Yeah ok that sounds great", coming from Yoongi.

"Wait really",he asks in shock.

"Mhmm really, because I know I'll win", the Dom grins cheekily, causing Jimin to scoff,
determination to literally come out on top pushing him towards the cabin much faster than he
intended.

"I'll build in front of, you build out the back, no peeking, and no cheating", he warns
seriously as they approach the cabin and go their separate ways. Yoongi grumbles to himself
about hating the cold, though he smiles as he picks the perfect spot to start building.

Jimin sets to work instantly, his giggles filtering out into the air while he molds his Yoongi
snowman to his liking. Yoongi works just as hard to build his. They spend two hours working
in the cold before Jimin's phone notifies him of a text from the elder.

Yg : I'm ready when you are.

Jm : I'll come around.

Making his way to the back of the cabin, Yoongi comes into view, no sign of snowman in
sight as Jimin looks around confused.

"Where is it?'' he laughs, the smile slipping from his face when Yoongi steps to the side to
display a cute, tiny snowman.

"Why's it so small, how did this take two hours", he pouts cutely.

"Well,I wanted to make it cute and small like you, perfection takes time", Yoongi tells him,
looking down proudly at the cutest snowman Jimin has honestly ever seen.

"Aww he is really cute", he smiles, admiring how much care Yoongi had put into his little
project before his face drops.

"Oh no...Noooooo", he whines as he slowly takes a step backwards, drawing Yoongi's

attention to him as he eyes the dancer suspiciously.

"What, what's wrong", he asks just as Jimin turns on his heels, chasing after him to the front
of the house where Jimin stands in front of a large snowman, shielding it from Yoongi's view
with outstretched arms.

"You win, go inside, you can't see it", Jimin whines as Yoongi steps towards him.

Pulling the younger out of the way and into his arms, he looks at the rather large, impressive
yet messily put together snowman, eyes bulging as they swoop down.

"Jiminah",he laughs, pointing lower while the younger hides his reddening face in his hands,

"What the fuck is that?".

Yoongi doesn't give Jimin a break from his embarrassment all evening. Not when he creates a
group chat and sends a picture of the impressively sculpted snow dick from many different
angles only for the others replies to deepen the redness burning Jimin cheeks.

Not when Jimin complains about how warm the cabin is and Yoongi suggests he find
something to help him "cool down", while wiggling his eyebrows suggestively.

Certainly not when they're having dinner together and Yoongi places their glasses of water on
the table, three ice cubes bobbing in the top of his glass, while the snowdick pokes out over
the top of Jimin's. Only to produce a second more appropriately filled glass for the blonde.

"Hyung, Please stop this is so embarrassing",Jimin whines with a cute pout, made all the
more cute by the light dusting of pink that fills his cheeks as he drops his head and stares at
where his fingers fidget together on his lap.

Noticing Yoongi's silence after a moment he lifts his gaze, only to see a hunger in Yoongi's
eyes unlike anything he's seen before. The Dom tongues his cheek, taking slow deep breaths
to steady the rush of need that roars in his veins.

"What's wrong?", Jimin asks timidly. Eyes wide and unsure as he watches Yoongi reach for
his drink, gazes locked while the elder takes a long slow sip from his glass. Swirling the
glass, the ice cubes clink together as tension builds between them.

"Are you doing it on purpose",.Yoongi queries in a lazy drawl. "Did Seokjin put you up to
it?".

"Put me up to what?", the dancer questions, confusion marring his features, causing the other
to smirk while he dips his head, the tip of his tongue peeking out to lick slowly across his
bottom lip.

"Nothing Jiminah, don't worry about it", he answers in a low rumbling tone, his brow
twitching before he continues eating, a smile on his face while he adjusts himself in his
trousers discreetly.

Jimin stares at him for a long moment, oblivious to his Doms predicament. Shrugging his
shoulders, he digs into his own meal, bouncing in place as the flavors burst on his tongue.
"Mmmmmm, hyung this is so good", he moans, "You have to show me how to make it
sometime", he praises excitedly while taking another large mouthful, humming happily as the
meal Yoongi had lovingly prepared for him satisfies his grumbling tummy.

Yoongi's sharp intake of breath quickly turns into a scoff as he bites down on a crunchy piece
if carrot, chewing quickly to distract himself while his dick twitches in his pants, the urge to
lay Jimin across the table and fuck into him almost bowling him over as his fists clench on
the table.

"You're acting strange", Jimin frowns, reaching across the table to take his Dom's hand in his
own. "Are you ok?", he asks sincerely, still completely unaware of Yoongi's dilemma under
the table they share or the effect the honorific term has on him.

Yoongi's straining cock painfully throbs in.the confines of his Jeans.

"I'm fine, don't worry", he informs the concerned dancer.

"Let's finish up here and get you in the hot spring. It will do you good after being outside the
cold all day", he suggests, urging the blonde to eat well so he doesn't get sick from the cold.

"But what will you do, I thought we were gonna spend the evening together", the younger
pouts, eyes cast downwards, unable to hide his disappointment before he feels Yoongi's
fingers link with his own.

"Oh I'll be in there with you", he smirks, his dark gaze burning into Jimins, making him
squirm in his seat. His face flushes a deep red as his imagination runs wild with visions of a
naked wet Yoongi taking him outdoors.

"I see we have the same idea in mind", the elder drawls wickedly, enjoying the almost
constant blush burning across the blondes cheeks all evening. Throwing his cutlery on his
plate he pushes his chair out from the table.

Jimin reaches for his glass, downing it all nervously in one go as an overwhelming thirst
comes over him, the drink unfortunately doing little to help the dryness in his throat as
Yoongi rises from his seat. Leaning over, he grips the dancer's wrist, dragging him to his feet.

Leading them through the house, he walks out the back door towards the hot springs. A
bundle of large towels and two fluffy bathrobes lay folded on a table, the surrounding area
dotted with glowing lanterns hanging from the small trees lining the hot springs.

Jimin takes in everything around them, blinking rapidly as his head turns to Yoongi. Tension
crackles between them, pupils dilating as they take in each other's flushed appearances.

"This is so pretty, when did you get time to set all of this up", he murmurs softly, face
growing hot at the feel of Yoongi's fingertips skimming up his spine. Reaching up, he tugs at
a lantern, letting it go to watch it bob on the branch holding it in place.

"I came out here while you napped before dinner", Yoongi explains, lifting Jimin's sweater
over his head before nipping at the spot behind the blonde's ear. Ripping his own hoodie off
over his head, his hands wander over Jimin's flesh, tugging on a pert nipple.

Goosebumps break out over the dancer's skin, a sharp breath escaping him when his Dom
continues to pluck and tweak at his buds. Descending on the buttons of his Jeans, he helps the
dancer out of them before removing his own, leaving them both bare to the elements.

Yoongi steps closer, head tilted to the side while he takes his time to circle around his sub
who patiently waits for him to make a move. He remembers his training well, Yoongi's
Dominance immediately sets off his submissive nature, drawing a growl from the proud
Dom.

Yoongi's hungry gaze burns into Jimin, his large hand grasping the back of Jimin's head
before he crashes their lips together. A burst of need has the dancer clawing at his Dom's
shoulders as he whimpers. The elders free hand reaches for Jimin's lower back pulling him
closer.

Their tongues brush together as hunger envelopes them in desire. Yoongi bends slightly,
grasping Jimin beneath his thighs before lifting him, the blonde gasps, instinctively wrapping
his legs around slim hips while the Dom's hardness bobs and brushes against the flesh of his
ass.

Jimin writhes in place, desperate to feel the meaty girth open him up as a thick finger rubs
over his rim. Yoongi's grip on his ass is firm and rough in a way that has the dancer's head
spinning. His pulse quickens as his Dom bites into his shoulder, sending a jolt of heat to his
length.

Yoongi moves at a steady pace, carefully stepping down into the hot spring. Walking to
where the water deepens, he sits Jimins on a submerged flat rock level with his waist.
Stepping between his legs, he takes the dancer's hips in both hands,.pulling him flush with his
own body.

He crashes their lips together once more as they lose themselves to each other. Soft breathy
whimpers and low groans blend together perfectly as Jimin reaches between their bodies to
touch his lover tentatively.

Grasping the silky flesh of Yoongi's girthy length, he gives it a gentle stroke, his thumb
brushing over the tip causing the elders hips to stutter forward slightly as the hot water laps
gently over their tingling skin.

Yoongi's head rests in the crook of Jimin's shoulder, the blonde's free hand fondling his
Dom's balls while he pumps his tiny fist around the flushed cock in his grip.
Twisting at the tip, he flicks his wrist, pulling a hiss from his Dom's throat.

Two fingers circle Jimin's rim, slowly pressing inside. The thick knuckles of Yoongi's fingers
stretch him open, the burn intoxicating him as Yoongi presses in further. Now knuckle deep
inside his subs velvety walls, need consumes him.

Sweat beads on his forehead. Making eye contact, he pulls his fingers out half way before
fluttering them over Jimin's sensitive bundle of nerves. The blonde keens at the sensation, his
grip on Yoongi's member tightening while the elders fingers torment him teasingly.

"I want you, here, like this please", Jimin whimpers, his hand reaching up to grip the back of
Yoongi's neck as their gazes remain locked. His other hand strokes faster around the Doms'
length, blood roaring in both their ears as anticipation builds.

"Do you think you deserve my cock after teasing me all through dinner", Yoongi taunts,
eyebrow raised as he circles his fingers around Jimin's prostate rapidly. His own dick pulses
seeing the dancer's eyes glaze over while ragged breaths escape him.

"I-, n-no I didn-..please, Y-Yoongi", the blonde babbles incoherently, wriggling in place for
more friction as his Dom torments him mercilessly.

"Look at you, so desperate already", he murmurs against Jimin's throat, gliding repeatedly
over his sweet spot.

"H-hyung, please", Jimin gasps, breath hitching as heat coils in his groin feeling much too
close already.

"Fuck", Yoongi growls, gripping Jimins throat as the blondes eyes widen.

"You fucking knew didn't you", he grunts, ripping Jimins hand away from his flushed leaking
cock just as realisation sets in for the younger, his sharp intake of breathe piercing through
the air around them.

"H-hyung", he whispers to test his theory, brows drawn together while he waits for Yoongi's
reaction. The elder presses their foreheads together as a thick heavy "Fucking brat",leaves his
throat.

Yoongi carefully pulls his fingers out. Gripping Jimin's thighs he pulls them tighter around
his hips as he maps out a trail of kisses from his jaw down along his throat, pressing his
burning pink tip to the blonde's entrance.

Jimin pants in anticipation, his brain foggy with need just as he feels his Dom breach his
clenching hole. Pushing in slowly inch by inch, Yoongi fills him. A long drawn out moan
joins his ragged breaths as he stretches the blonde to accommodate him.

Hot walls contract around him, his cock disappearing into Jimin's silken walls. Rapid whines
fill his ears as the dancer struggles with the burning pressure. His cheeks heat up while he
bites his lip in a failed attempt to hold back his moans, shuddering in Yoongi's grasp.

Yoongi groans repeatedly, his thighs shaking as fire courses through him. The constricting
heat of Jimins walls almost pulls an ogasm from his tingling balls too soon. Tipping his head
back he takes a deep steading breath while the blondes whimper's float off in the breeze.

"S'so full", Jimin whines, pulling the elder closer. Locking their lips together, passion
explodes between them. Hunger for each other consumes them while two pairs of hands
wander over warm flesh, feeding each other's desire.
Yoongi grips Jimin's hair while his free hand grips his thigh, lifting it and pressing in further.
The dancer leans back on his elbows, shoulders now submerged in the water that laps at his
throat while his eyes roll back in his head at the depths Yoongi reaches inside him.

He can feel him in his stomach. One hand roams down his own body to where he knows a
visible bump is present. He gasps when he feels it, smirking when he taps on it with two
fingers, pulling a growl from his Dom who immediately pulls out only to slam back in.

Jimin cries out in shock, fireworks erupting from his prostate up through his spine. His
abdomen tenses harshly as Yoongi pulls out only to snap his hips forward again, his hand
tweaking the blondes pert nipple. Static noise fills Jimin's mind with each roll of hips.

Yoongi buries himself inside roughly, thrust after thrust as Jimin struggles to keep up, his
body buzzing while strangled cries echo distantly in his own ears.

Yoongi grips his chin, dark hungry eyes piercing through hazy orbs while a hissed groan
leaves him, feeling Jimin's walls sucking him in and clamping down around him. Pulling him
forward roughly, he molds their lips together, licking at his bottom lip for entry.

Jimin grants it immediately, both fighting for dominance though Yoongi won't grant it.
Lifting Jimin's calf over his shoulder, he snaps his hips into the blondes, his thick cock
massaging the dancer's sensitive nerves with every push and pull.

Jimin chokes on a sputtered moan as his high barrels towards him. Keening cries splinter
through him as a wailed "Hyung" bursts from his throat. Tears roll down his cheeks as
Yoongi's guttural moans reach him, the elder pulling him down hard onto his cock, filling
him to the brim with his seed.

His release leaves his head spinning,his balls tight and throbbing as thick ropes explode from
the head of his twitching cock. The suddenness of it leaves him a panting heaving mess while
Jimin prolongs his pleasure, grinding and rolling his hips against his shuddering Dom.

"H-hyung", Jimin pants rapidly, eyes spilling tears down his face while reaching for his own
still hard cock, his length throbbing painfully in need.

"Fuck, Jiminah you can't call me that while I fuck you", he groans pulling the younger in for
soft kisses. Jimin whimpers a needy,."Please, touch me, I need to cum", into the Dom's
mouth.

"Give me a few minutes, I'll fuck you again", he murmers against the blondes lips before a
desperate sob fills his ears.

"No please, it hurts, my dick hurts, please touch me", he cries, tugging furiously at his length
while his hips jerk up into his fist.

Yoongi's eyes glaze over at Jimin's desperation. His softened dick twitching back to life at the
blonde's needy display. Overcome with a need to sink down onto his subs cock, he climbs
onto the rock. Knees stradling Jimin's thick thighs, he grabs both small wrists on his big
hand.
His free hand reached behind, his back arched beautifully as he brings Jimin's cock to his
twitching hole. Slowly, he sinks down, heat pooling in his lower back as soon as the thick
length grazes his prostate.He pauses, a pretty whine leaving his lips as he adjusts to the
intrusion.

Jimin ruts up, needing to bury his full length in Yoongi's suffocating tight walls as a long
drawn out moan leaves him gasping for air, his dom shuddering around him with each
attempt to buck into him.

"Shit, Hyung, you're so tight around me", he groans, freeing his hands to harshly grip
Yoongi's hips before sitting up straight. Locking eyes with the elder, he smirks devilishly
before wrapping his arms around Yoongi's petite waist.

Slowly, eyes boring into his Dom's, he presses him down on each and every inch of his
throbbing girthy length, hissing at the constriction that engulfs him while Yoongi's eyes
widen, mouth hanging open in breathy whines as the dancer slowly, mercilessly stuffs him
full.

The strangled noise that leaves his lips piques Jimin's interest. He slowly grinds and pumps
himself into the elder, biting his lip as garbled whines reach his ears. Seeing his own Dom a
trembling whimpering mess in his arms, sets fire to his blood.

Yoongi tilts his head back, eyebrows furrowed as the dancer shifts below him, pressing
deeper causing the elder to cry out. His attempts to squirm away from the oversensitivity are
cut short as Jimin holds him down harder, rocking deeper, directly into his prostate.

The blonde latches onto his throat, the need to feel his Dom come undone around his dick has
his pulse racing. Sitting forward he uses one hand to press himself off of the flat rock.
Yoongi, still securely in his arms, whimpers at the sudden movement.

Walking further into the deep end, Jimin presses Yoongi against the wall of the hot spring.
Caged between the wall and Jimin, Yoongi's dick twitches, his hole clenching while Jimin
sets a slow careful rhythm. His lips latch around a pink nipple before grazing it with his teeth.

The slight hint of pain has Yoongi's hips jerking, unintentionally taking the blonde deeper as
a shocked sob rips from his throat.
Jimin smirks, kissing along the elders pale elegant throat, nipping at the flushed flesh before
gripping his chin and forcing eye contact. Pulling out to the tip, he stalls teasingly for a
moment, waiting for Yoongi to wriggle his hips before plunging back in to the hilt.

The hoarse cry that leaves the elder has Jimin smirk tauntingly at his Dom. Teasing at his
sensitive flesh as he pulls his cheeks apart to massage around the stretched rim, humming in
satisfaction at how full he stuffs his Dom.

"So needy", he moans filthily, eyes still locked on Yoongi's as he grinds languidly into his
molten heat, the slow rhythmic drag of his cock leading Yoongi to grip his shoulders while
his thighs tremble around his waist, a wanton moan slipping past his lips.
"You like this, don't you Hyung, You like how I fill you!"he taunts, pulling out slowly, inch
by thick heavy inch before driving his length back in,balls seizing as his thighs smack harshly
against Yoongi's ass, splitting him open before pulling back out.

Pausing, he takes in Yoongi's appearance. His sweat slicked skin, flushed cheeks, head tilted
back while his love bitten lips part in shock. Hiis hand reaches for his painfully swollen
length, though Jimin swats his hand away, pinning it to the wall of the hot spring while he
scoffs.

"All those fucking times you edged me until I cried", he groans roughly, gripping the Doms
thigh and resting it over his arm as he slams into his clenching hole.

"All the times you refused me the release I earned", he growls."You'll soon know what that
feel like".

Yoongi sobs high in his throat, every cell in his body waiting for an explosive release to pull
him apart as his muscles tense. Feeling Jimin shift, he throws his head back in ecstasy as
unyielding pressure ambushes his tingling bundle of nerves.

Adjusting his stance Jimin presses flush against the Dom, the elder crying out repeatedly in
oversensitivity as the pressure on his sweet spot increases sending shockwaves through him.
Jimin thrusts into him, starting a frenzied pace causing Yoongi to lose all composure.

Fire ignites in his veins, pleasure leaving him dizzy as his back arches off the wall.

"J-jim-...Jiminah, wait I'll cum", he chokes out, his balls begging to release over himself as
Jimin hits his prostate relentlessly, torturing the tender gland with brutal precision.

"Take it", Jimin growls, "just like that, take what I give you".

Yoongi's head falls into the crook of Jimin's shoulder, a now constant stream of incoherent
cries littering the air as his high approaches, just within reach, only for Jimin to pull out of
him.

Breathing heavily he chuckles at his whimpering Dom.

"Did you think I'd let you cum that easily hmm", he taunts, running his thumb over the head
of Yoongi's cock before digging into the slit, drawing a strangled gasp from him before he
plunges back in.

His hands caress over Yoongi's chest, teasing at his sensitive pink nipples before moving
down to grip his hips harshly, pressing him into the wall before capturing his lips in a hungry
kiss. Yoongi can't even keep up, he's never been so thoroughly fucked and teased before.

His eyes roll back into his head feeling Jimin's teeth nip at his throat. A haze washes over
him, his own unrecognizable moans of pleasure now a distant echo as the need to cum burns
through him. Tears gather on his lashes as unbearable pleasure coils in his abdomen.

He begs. Min Yoongi never begs, but right now with tears spilling from his eyes he fucking
begs. Back arching beautifully as his thighs twitch uncontrollably around the blonde's hips,
he begs for Jimin. Begs for release, begs for Jimin to paint his insides white.
Begs for an end to the pleasured torture that has his shuddering in the dancers arms as hips
slam into him roughly. Begs for Jimin to cum inside him so he can milk the seed from his
cock.

"Please, shit, please let me cum I'll be good, I'll be so good for you", Yoongi cries out harshly,
feeling insanity take over as Jimin gasps in shock. His lips finding Yoongi's in a desperate
need to plunder him thoroughly.

Hearing the elder beg like that, seeing tears track down his cheeks has Jimin's balls
tightening, dangerously close to the edge. Yoongi's clenching warmth closes around him,
drawing long harsh moans out of him as his length pulses painfully.

"Fuck, you're so pretty when you beg, so fucking pretty", he praises, his hand griping the
Doms length. A sharp cry leaves Yoongi breathless, his skin prickling with pins and needles
as the dam bursts, his hands grasping for Jimin desperately while he splinters apart.

Jimin fucks steadily into him, shuddered moans leaving him as Yoongi's hole clenches like
vice around him.

"Come again for me Hyung, gimme one more Jimin smirks smugly as heat coils in his
abdomen.

"No I can't possibly", Yoongi sobs weakly, wriggling to get away from the overwhelming
pressure of Jimins thick meaty length pressing into his aching sweet spot.

Heady arousal courses through Jimin's veins as he nips and sucks along Yoongi's collarbone.
His thrusts grow erratic as his hands pull Yoongi harshly onto the throbbing length that drools
inside him.

"JIMINAH-",Yoongi chokes out in disbelief as pleasure bursts through his prostate. "Please I
can't, it's too much" ,he croaks hoarsely.

"Yes you can, let go, come with me", Jimin orders, gripping the elders hair to pull his head
back, seeing the exact moment the elder loses to him, a weak cry falling from his parted lips
the moment Jimin thrusts deeply, grinding in place as they come undone together.

Jimin bites down on Yoongi's shoulder, muffling a string of pained curses into his flesh as his
release explodes through him. His hips jerk harshly into Yoongi's as his release spills hotly
into him, his vision spotting with the force of pleasure pulled from him.

Yoongi whines meekly, the feeling of thick milky spurts filling him has him shudder as
aftershocks of pleasure ripple through his body. The soft press of lips to his forehead has him
open his eyes as he slowly comes down from the dizzying heights of pleasure.

He sniffles softly in Jimins arms as the younger pulls out slowly, feeling the slippery cum
leak out of him and float away into the soothing water. Jimin's hands softly caress over his
skin, the blonde humming while Yoongi clings tight, arms and legs wrapped around his sub
needily.
Jimin moves them slowly out of the water, lips brushing softly against Yoongi's while the
sniffling elder whines softly in his arms, completely fucked out, kissing back as much as he
can manage through his tears.

A deep ache swells in Jimin's chest as worry sets in. Climbing out of the hot spring he walks
to where the robes are. Picking up two, he carefully throws one over Yoongi's shoulders as he
takes long quick strides back into the cabin, ensuring his lover stays warm.

Yoongi complains softly when Jimin sets him on the sofa softly. The Younger quiets him
softly with a kiss to his forehead as he helps him into his robe properly before quickly
throwing on his own.

He then pushes the sofa a little closer to the open fire before dashing off to find snacks, water
and cooling gel. He swiftly makes his way back to the sofa, cooing as he takes in Yoongi's
wide sleepy eyes and flushed cheeks that perk up as he re-enters the room.

Taking a seat, he pats his knee, the elder taking the hint and straddling him on unsteady limbs
as the noise of a cap popping and a liquid squirting grabs his attention. Feeling the back of
his robe being lifted he whines a shaky, 'Jiminah I can't".

Jimin quiets his whimpers with more soft kisses, peppering them all over his face. His heart
melts at his Dom's uncharacteristic clingy behavior.

"Hyung it's just cooling gel, I don't want you to feel pain tomorrow", he whispers in a hushed
tone, immediately feeling Yoongi's tense muscles relax as he softly smothers the balm over
his rim. Sitting him up straight he reaches for a bottle of water and opens it.

Handing it to the elder he encourages him to drink at least half before offering him an apple
which he refuses. Jimin settles them both on the sofa, the warm glow from the blazing fire
warming them while he spoons Yoongi from the back.

Holding him like this has a lump forming in Jimin's throat. Worry knots his stomach as
spontaneous tremors and sniffles shake through the small frame in his arms.

"Hyung", he calls, apprehension and fear evident in his tone. "Did I hurt you?".

Yoongi turns in his arms,eyes round and confused before he shuffles deep into Jimins arms,
nose buried in his neck, he nuzzles softly at Jimin's silky flesh.

"No, you didn't hurt me", Yoongi assures him shyly, burying his face further to hide his
blushing cheeks. "I've just never let anyone dominate me like that before", he admits weakly,
"You'd make a great Dom".

Jimin's eyes soften, then widen comically when they meet Yoongi's blown out orbs. The
flushed cheeks, timid body language and clinginess suddenly make sense to him. He
recognises the signs, having seen them in plenty of subs during his time at the club.

"Hyung '', he panics, voice pitchier than normal as Yoongi gasps at him submissively, his
pretty pink lips pouting softly while Jimin battles with himself internally.
"Hyung", he repeats softer this time, "are you in subspace".

His heart gallops in his chest, butterflies erupting in his tummy as the soft blush on Yoongi's
cheeks deepens. A whined "nooo '' escapes him as he nuzzles deeper into Jimin's warm
embrace. His lips softly peck the flesh of his throat while his hand grips tightly to the front of
Jimin's robe.

Not quite sure what to make of Yoongi's behavior, he maneuvers himself, climbing out over
him all while Yoongi's hand tries to reach for him, wide worried eyes silently begging him
not to leave.

Bending to softly peck his cheek, he then rushes out of the room, his call to Jin already going
through as the eldest picks up.

"Jimin, did you get to try out your snowbone, how was it. We all know you have a thing for
ice, I bet you had the time of your life", he teases with a smile.

"Hyung not now, I need your help",he whispers nervously into the phone, immediately
catching Jin's attention.

``What happened, are you ok, how can I help?", he offers softly, warming Jimin's heart as he
exhales in relief, proceeding to tell Jin of the evening's turn of events.

"Jimin, it's ok, take a deep breath for me. Where is Yoongi now", he asks.

"He's curled up really cute on the sofa", Jimin murmurs anxiously, worrying his bottom lip
between his teeth. "I don't know how to help him".

"Ok listen, Yoongi is not in subspace, he's not a sub, but he is feeling vulnerable right now.
Just be with him, hold him, you know what he likes, what calms him. You know what to do
Jimin", Jin assures him softly before saying their goodbyes.

"Thank you hyung", Jimin whispers shyly through the phone as Jin's soft "Goodnight" ends
the call.

Rushing through the cabin, Jimin gathers things in his arms before rushing back to Yoongi's
side.

Yoongi's pouty lips and sad cat-like eyes perk up once again as Jimin comes into sight.

Jimin drops his pile on the ground in front of the sofa.

Picking up a soft pillow, he fluffs it up before helping Yoongi to sit up. Placing the pillow
behind him, he lets Yoongi lay back onto it gently, caressing his cheek before reaching for a
large fuzzy throw to place over him.

Climbing in beside him on the sofa, he pulls the throw over himself before pulling the elder
into his arms. Face to face like this he cups Yoongi's cheek, his small thumb tracing over his
cheekbone as his cat-like eyes stare back at him softly, vulnerability evident in his gaze.
Jimin leans in, softly brushing their lips together, the caress slow, loving, reassuring before he
moves to softly peck the tip of his nose, his forehead, his cheeks.

Yoongi relaxes into his embrace, nuzzling into the dancer's throat as Jimin starts to sing to
him softly.

A lump forms in Yoongi's throat, emotion swelling in his chest as Jimin's soft angelic voice
washes over him like a gentle touch.

He sniffles softly, feeling safe and secure, truly cared for in the dancers arms as a single tear
slides down his cheek.

Jimin can tell he's crying. He holds Yoongi tighter, gently rocking him in his arms as he
continues to sing for him. One song after another until soft sniffles turn to light calm breaths.

Staring down at his Dom his heart blooms.

Kissing his forehead one last time he closes his eyes. Resting Yoongi's head in the crook of
his neck he whispers a soft "I love you" into the night, unaware of the soft shy smile that
suddenly adorns Yoongi's sweet pink lips.

❤⛓❤

Arriving Back in the city the following day leaves them both feeling deflated. No longer
having the luxury of being cooped up in their own little bubble has Jimin feeling clingy,
pouting while he rests his head on Yoongi's shoulder. The Dom is no better.

Anxiety coils in his gut at the thought of Jimin meeting with Eun-woo. The only saving grace
is knowing Jin will accompany them.He holds tight onto Jimin's hand the whole drive to the
coffee shop, insisting on waiting in the car park until Jimin is ready to leave.

Unbuckling their seat belts, he leans in, resting his forehead against his subs.The blonde's
frame relaxes, sinking into Yoongi's for comfort, exhaling contentedly as soon as strong arms
wrap around him, holding him together.

"You get up and leave at the first sign of her turning nasty. You don't owe her your time or
patience, you're doing her a favor by even showing up. Do not take any shit from her, do you
understand", Yoongi tells him, his tone soft but firm.

Jimin nods, his lips parted slightly as nervous tension begins to unravel in his stomach. If he
wasn't feeling anxious before,he is now.
"I'll be fine,.Jin hyung will be there", he replies bravely, softly pecking Yoongi's lips before
exiting the car.

It takes everything in Yoongi not to get out and follow the dancer, to wrap his arms around
him protectively throughout the whole meeting. The only thing stopping him is how unsure
he is of Eun-woo's reaction to seeing them together up close.

This isn't about him or how he feels right now, it's about her facing her actions and taking
responsibility for them. Jimin is kind but he's also well able to stick up for himself. Taking a
deep breath, he settles into his seat, waiting for Jimin to return to him.

❤⛓❤

Striding through the cafe, Jimin spots them immediately. His steps falter slightly seeing the
tiny frame seated next to Jin. Small dainty hands wring a napkin together nervously, flakes of
tissue landing in her lap where the twisting starts to tear it apart.

Her lips are chapped, bitten red as she unknowingly clamps her teeth around them.
His eyes follow the movement of her bobbing knee to where her foot taps uncontrollably
against the leg of the table.

"A nervous habit", he thinks to himself, "an anxious one".

{His mind reels back to his own childhood. The tapping if his own nervous footing driving
his father more irate as he bellowed,

"I told you to sit still, why can't you be more like your brother. What is wrong with you? Why
can't you be normal".
The sound of young Jimin's bedroom door slamming shut had reverberated through his room,
his limbs trembling along with the echo of leftover anger. His father had returned to the
birthday party and apologized for his son's error.

"It's fine, it was just a jug of water", one of the guests assured him. But that did nothing to
ease Mr. Park's temper. The man demanded perfection, and Jimin had learned later that
evening, the consequences of being flawed. }

Shaking himself wearily of the memory, he walks forward. Eun-woo's pale face and tired
eyes show the strain her recovery is taking on her, the mental effort she exerts dealing with
her past so she can move forward.
He knows how much hurt she has caused and yet his heart bleeds for her. Reaching the table
he clears his throat, bowing towards her before introducing himself softly. An overwhelming
need to put her at ease seeps under his skin.

Eun-woo rises on shaky legs, returning the gesture before standing upright. Her watery red
rimmed eyes remain glued to the floor, her trembling hands returning to wring the mangled
napkin together once again.

Jimin gently takes one of her hands in his, noting how cold it is. His other hand reaches to
take the napkin from her grasp before he slides into the booth, gently tugging her in beside
him. Her brows furrow just as her chin begins to wobble.

"Jin could you give us a moment", the blonde asks the

elder who currently observes their interaction with worry.

"I promised Yoon-",

"It's ok, you can go wait in the car with him. He's in the parking lot", Jimin says, more firm
this time.

Jin shakes his head no.

"I promised Yoongi", he repeats, "The best I can do is sit in another booth. Take it or leave
it", he counters one eyebrow raised to let Jimin know he won't back down.

The dancer nods. Watching on as the elder exhales heavily. Getting to his feet, he stops a
waitress on his way, ordering a coffee before sitting at a booth about 8 feet away. Just far
enough that they have privacy, but close enough should anything go wrong.

Jimin turns to Eun-woo, his thumb running over the top of the cold and still held in his,
urging gently,

"You wanted to talk to me about something. Do you want to get that out of the way so we can
put it behind us? I'm sure we'll both feel better once it's out there and dealt with".

Eun-woo's deep brown eyes go wide, having expected to be berated, a single tear slides down
her cheek. Guilt eats away at her core as she takes a deep breath and whispers.

"I slashed your tires at the club, It was me, I'm so sorry" she shivers.

Jimin's eyes bug out of his head in shock, his thumb stilling its movements momentarily
before lightly squeezing her hand.

Looking up, she sees how his saddened eyes soften. Staring into her own he asks her,

"Are you really sorry, or are you apologizing because it's what you're supposed to do in this
situation?

Unable to look away, she answers him honestly.

"At first I didn't want to apologize. Not because I'm not sorry, but because no one wants to
face it when they've done something so horribly wrong. But I really am truly sorry", she
sniffles. The effort to hold back her emotions sends a tremor through her tired form.
How could she have done something so vicious to someone so soft and caring. How is she
ever to admit the full extent of her actions towards him. Regret swamps her as she remembers
her therapist's words."One step at a time, tackle the smaller things first.

Jimin bumps his shoulder lightly against hers.

"Then I accept your apology, and I thank you. I was due a new set of tires, you got me them
for free", he jokes cheekily, drawing a giggle from the dainty brunette beside him as the
mood lightens between them.

"Now that that's over with, I'd like us to forget all about it and for you to have lunch with me,
what do you think", he asks, his soft warm smile putting her immediately at ease.

"I'd really like that", Eun-woo replies, squeezing Jimin's hand before reaching for their
menus. Handing one to Jimin, she looks him in the eyes, whispering a sincere

"Thank you".

Laughter peels out of her witnessing him stick his tongue out at her boldly. A soft air of calm
settles comfortably between them as they make small talk after the waiter takes their orders.

While they eat, Jimin tells her of his own difficulties with his family. His harsh upbringing,
how his parents had tried to hold him back and attempted an arranged marriage for him. How
they had gone so far as to cut him off to try to force his hand. Horror fills her gut the more he
talks.

"I was lucky, I had good friends who helped me", he adds, pulling her from her thoughts.
They arranged for me to relocate and when I got here, I made an even greater friend who got
me back on my feet. Surround yourself with people who truly care for you",he advises.

He urges her to trust herself, to find her dream, something she feels passionate about. Seeing
the moment her eyes light up he questions her immediately, his own excitement brewing for
her while her thoughts spill from her lips.

"Well, it's not something I'm sure I could accomplish, but I want to open a drop in center for
teenagers. Those who have difficulty at home and need somewhere to escape to for a few
hours, where they can meet people their age who understand them.

I drew up a mock business model last week", she continues excitedly, her eyes shining, hands
gesturing wildly as she explains her vision to Jimin.

"I'd love to have an art and creativity room for them, a cinema room, a kitchen for them to
bake and cook, and a gaming room. I would bring in a life skills coach to teach them how to
be self sufficient and to support themselves and have therapists to work with them".

Looking up, she sees how Jimin's mouth hangs open in shock. Her shoulders sag, confidence
bleeding from her with every breath as she says flatly,

"I know, it's too ambitious right?.

"No",.Jimin says firmly, "It's amazing, Don't ever let anyone tell you otherwise. You would
help so many kids, there is nothing like that around here it's incredible. I can speak to the
Management committee from the dance academy about funding sponsorship.
You have to at least try. Yes it's ambitious, but you're passionate about it, that's how I know
you will make it work", he finishes, gasping in shock when the brunette crumbles into tears
before him.

Resting her head in her hands, Jimin pulls her into his arms instantly. Rubbing soft circles
into her back, he soothes her, telling her everything will be ok. They sit like that for ten
minutes, soft sniffles quieting to gentle breaths as Eun-woo lays cradles in his arms.

"Thank you", she whispers. "You're the first person I've told about this.

"Then thank you for trusting me with it", he replies, smiling endearingly at her while she
dries her eyes with delicate hands.

The bell over the door tinkles, drawing Jimin's attention to where Yoongi stands looking
flustered and annoyed. Jimin smiles reassuringly at him, seeing the Dom's tense shoulders
relax immediately. He sends a glare Jins way before turning on his heels and striding back to
the car, vowing to have a strong word with Jin that evening.

Saying their goodbyes outside the cafe a half hour later, Eun-woo bows deeply to Jimin.
Grasping his hands as she stands, eyes pleading, she tells him in a rushed tone,

"There's still more I need to tell you. I'm sorry. This is all I can manage today. I know it's not
a good enough explanation, but I'll make it up to you somehow", she blurts out in a panic,
hands trembling against their will where they hold Jimin's.

"We'll talk again, when you're ready. Don't worry about me. You're taking your life back,
that's all you need to focus on right now", Jimin assures her. Bowing before smiling softly at
her, he waves as Jin leads her sad form to his car.

Walking back to where Yoongi remains patiently waiting, he practically bounces into his seat,
planting a kiss on his Dom's cheek in greeting.

"Everything go ok?", Yoongi asks cautiously, starting the engine while Jimin buckles his seat
belt.

"It went better than I could ever have hoped, everything's going to be ok now", Jimin replies
happily, feeling Yoongi's fingers link with his own as they pull out of the car park.

The unsettled tormented look in Eun-woo's eyes as she looks over her shoulder, goes
unnoticed by them both, the dancer blissfully unaware of how painfully his life is about to
change in the coming weeks.

Eun-woo on the other hand takes a seat in Jin's car. Tears threaten to leak from her tired eyes
as she tries and fails to think of of any way possible, to limit the damage caused by the events
she has already set in motion.The gravity of her actions coming back to haunt her

❤⛓❤⛓❤⛓❤⛓❤
 Chapter 10
Chapter Summary

Jimin's world comes crashing down around him.

Having heard everything Jimin and Eun-woo had spoken about during their meeting, Yoongi
feels like he can finally breathe a little easier. He has no doubt she will be successful in her
venture if she can truly focus and set her mind to it.

Considering everything that had happened, he feels confused by the strong sense of pride that
blooms in his chest for her. His conversation with Jin later that evening was marginally less
harsh than he had originally intended.

He reiterated strongly that Jimin's safety and comfort were top priority, but also thanked him
sincerely for his effort and commitment to finding the right help and treatment for Eun-woo.
Thanks to Jin, she finally has the opportunity to take her life into her own hands.

Jimin too feels much more at ease with the meeting no longer looming over his head. He can't
afford any distractions right now with the winter showcase only weeks away, needing
complete focus so he can perfect his piece.

The whole of the next week at work has everyone on edge. The board of management hold a
committee meeting, excluding all faculty members. The president of the Academy makes an
appearance on Friday much to everyone's surprise.

His tall frame strides into the practice room, calling an immediate halt to Jimin's solo
rehearsal. The rest of the committee follow close behind as his dark eyes bore into the dancer,
his intimidating stance rattling Jimin's sense of calm while he dabs his face with a towel.

"I've been told you are an important asset to this Academy",he voices in a clipped tone, finger
pointing almost accusingly at the blonde. "You have five minutes to prove it", he snaps,
turning the air frigid in the room with his icy presence

With that said, he clicks his fingers, expecting immediate action. His domineering persona
unsettles the petite dancer who's nerves almost get the better of him. The committee never
interferes like this, it leaves him feeling out of his depth.

But Jimin lives and breathes dancing. Taking his starting pose he inhales deeply to settle his
frayed nerves. He begins his piece, all delicate lines and graceful limbs, twirling and gliding
softly before he leaps onto the air. One could hear a pin drop as all eyes focus on him.

He lands soundlessy, twisting and turning, his dance clearly perfected already as the
gathering watch him move with his eyes closed. His serene beauty captivates them
effortlessly, his passion and dedication for dance etched into every step.

Each pair of eyes watches on, mesmerized by the beauty they witness as Jimin's dance
eventually comes to an end. Bowing respectfully, he keeps his eyes on the floor, waiting for a
response from the man who had barged in on his rehearsal.

"Who choreographed this piece", the president asks curiously, his harsh tone a little lighter
than before as he looks to his committee members, each of them unable to deny the talent that
exudes from the dancer.

"I did", Jimin answers, his voice soft, breathless yet clear, his feet shuffling self consciously,
eyes still averted while he tries to even out his breathing.

The president's eyes widen, nodding in understanding. To say he is amazed is an

understatement. Realization dawns on him as to why this dancer in particular is so valuable to
their Academy.

"Then you truly are an Asset to this company. However you danced without any musical
accompaniment, how are you going to make that work if the tempo of the track you chose
doesn't match what you've created", he inquires realistically, eyebrows raised in interest.

"A musical piece is being created to match my tempo, It should be ready by the end of next
week", Jimin responds. He blushes at the memory of Yoongi taking him against the piano,the
dancer straddling him, taking him deep while he played the piece privately for him.

"You're having a piece created specifically for this showcase", the president asks wide eyed,
impressed with Jimin's dedication to the Academy.

"Yes I am sir".

"By whom".

'Min Yoongi Sir".

"Min Yoongi, the award winning pianist?".

'Yes Sir".

"The same Min Yoongi who owns "SUGA", the president asks, eyes darkening as his flat
tone booms around the room. Stepping slowly towards the dancer, he looks him over from
head to toe, Jimin's pulse thunders in his ears.

He's rooted to the spot, his heart galloping in his chest as a shaky "Yes Sir" leaves his
trembling lips. He never was much good with authority figures, and feared them to this day.
His father made sure of that.

"You mean to tell me you have invited Min Yoongi to create a piece that will be played
during this Academy's winter showcase. A showcase that is to broadcast worldwide to the
most elite of society?", he questions.
Something about this isn't right, but Jimin can't quite put his finger on it. All he can manage
is a curt nod of his head, his eyes glued to the floor as the President's shoes come into view.

"Tell me Jimin-shi, what exactly is your relationship to Min Yoongi", he asks almost
teasingly, but not quite so.

It finally clicks with Jimin, his eyes widening. Raising his head he makes eye contact with
the stoney expression staring back at him.

"He's my boyfriend, but I assure you he isn't doing this for any exposure it might give him.
He's creating the piece for me specifically, not for the academy. He wants to remain
anonymous. He's not expecting any reimbursement from the board", he blurts out in a panic.

"So you freely admit it", the President roars, shocking everyone present. Jimin all but cowers
under the harsh glare bearing down on him. His heart lurches, mortification swallowing him
whole at the next words roared right in his face.

"You would dare tarnish the reputation of our Academy, by not only getting involved with
that man, but worse again, by partaking in the unbecoming activities carried out in his
underground establishment. A BDSM club!
Moreover, you want My Academy tied to the man who runs that filth", he booms, voice
echoing off the walls surrounding them while the first tear slips from Jimin's lashes.
"WHAT THE FUCK WERE YOU THINKING", he shouts, just as Jimin dissolves into tears.

"This committee has been scrambling around all week, trying to figure out what to do about
this atrocity. They have spent all day trying to convince me there is no proof of your
acquaintance with that man. Yet you have the nerve to stand here and make us all look like
fools, by boldly admitting your relations with Min Yoongi. This Academy would be ruined if
word ever got out about your extra-curricular activities," he sneers.

The disgust evident on his face has Jimin feeling dirty. His relationship with Yoongi reduced
to a mere perverted kink in front of the whole committee.

"N-no", Jimin cries out, his knees threatening to collapse beneath him. "It's not like that you
don't understand"

"Oh Well please, do enlighten us. Are you denying that you partake in those abhorrent
activities", the president asks, his condescending tone mocking Jimin where he stands
trembling, the snickers of a select few committee members cutting him to the bone.

Jimin can't do it. He can't deny the accusation. What he has with Yoongi now, grew from
what they started in the club. He doesn't regret it even now, how could he. He won't deny the
experiences he and Yoongi have shared together.

"No it's true", he admits shakily, looking past the president to where shocked gasps escape the
committee members, their frowns making him shrink back into himself before speaking up.

"I'm not ashamed of what Yoongi and I share. However I do understand the Academy's need
to protect itself so I will find a different track to pair with my piece for the showcase", he
offers sadly as a compromise, bowing respectfully in front of the whole committee.

The cold chuckle that leaves the President has anxiety taking root in Jimin's veins.

"You're joking right. This is "Seoul Academy Of Arts". Do you take us for fools. Do you
honestly think we would remain tied to someone like you, after everything that's been
revealed".

Jimins blood runs cold, though his face burns with the unstoppable tears that slide down his
cheeks. Bile rises in his throat as the mocking whispers between the committee members
drown his senses.

He can't lose this Job. He's worked so hard, sacrificed so much just to get here. Dancing is
everything to him. It's who he is. It was the only thing that kept him going and got him
through his tumultuous youthful years at home. He lives and breathes for it. He always will.

Sinking to his knees he sobs, his heartbreak pooling in his eyes before spilling from his
lashes, "Please, don't do this. I'll make it up to the Academy, tell me what to do and I'll do it",
he pleads desperately, his heart beating in his throat as he holds back the urge to vomit.

"I'm happy to hear you say that", the president states boldly, gripping Jimin's collar roughly
and pulling him to his feet.

Staring him dead in the eyes, he seethes,

"You will cease all contact with Min Yoongi, cut all ties with him or you're fired", he
demands with a raised brow, his tone cold and uncaring.

"But I love him", Jimin chokes out, his round eyes begging silently for another solution,
anything but this.

"I DON'T CARE", the president bellows. "YOU DO THIS OR YOUR CAREER IN DANCE
IS FINISHED. I WILL RUIN YOU TO PROTECT THIS ACADEMY. HEED MY
WARNING WISELY. DO NOT TEST ME",he finishes harshly, turning on his heels to stride
out of the room.

The rest of the committee follow after him, leaving Jimin alone in the rehearsal room, his
heart shattered and mind numb. He realizes with pained anguish that once again, he is backed
into a corner by an authority figure who has no care for his happiness.

Sinking to the floor with a harsh thump, he lets his tears flow freely, knowing his heart will
forever remain unmended. Always longing, always yearning, forever broken while it lays
shattered in the hands of another.

Jimin lives and breathes dancing. The crack in his heart now a canyon, knowing full well he
can never leave it behind. For how could he continue to live and breathe without the one
thing that gave him the will to live in the first place.
❤⛓❤

Yoongi sits at the piano in his living room, fingers caressing the cold white keys as he puts
the finishing touches to the piece he's creating for Jimin. He had spent the last few years
struggling with his creativity, questioning his own talent. But Jimin has changed all of that.
He had stumbled into Yoongi's club and bulldozed through all his defenses, opening up a
whole new layer of feeling,desire and longing in him that he had only ever dreamt of.

Simply envisioning Jimin's beaming smile and soft tinkling laughter is enough to have his
fingers moving effortlessly over the keys, the resulting melody light and pretty. Almost as
soft and beautiful as the dancer himself.

Finishing up, he makes his way down to the carpark, manuscript in his grasp. A soft smile
graces his face in anticipation of seeing the blonde dance in time with his creation, excited to
finally get to play the piece in full for him.

Stopped at traffic lights halfway to his destination, the shrill sound of his ringtone fills the
cabin of the car. Fishing his phone from his pocket, he frowns in confusion before picking up
the call.

"Taemin, I wasn't expecting to hear from you, what's up?"

"You gotta get down here, Jimin is a mess, I can't get him to calm down, I didn't know who
else to call".

Worry builds in Yoongi's gut. He can hear the dancers uncontrollable sobs in the background,
his breathing erratic and choked off as his long-time friend tries to sooth him.

"What happened, is he hurt? '', Yoongi asks, his first assumption being that the dancer has
injured himself. With the intensity in which he pushes himself to perfection during rehearsals,
Yoongi wouldn't be surprised,though the harsh muffled cries in the background tell him it's
much more than that.

"They know", Taemin tells him, his tone indicating how pissed he is at whoever "They" are.

"The academy, the whole committee, they know about the club, about you and Jimin. They
told him to end things with you or his career in dance is over", Taemin informs him.

Filling Yoongi in on everything he had overheard has the Dom seething as he continues to
make his way to the Academy as quickly as traffic allows him.

"They can't do this to him, he's worked himself to the bone for them this is bullshit", he
curses, his heart twisting in anger for his precious blonde dancer.

"And what about you, have they cornered you yet", he questions as he weaves through traffic.

"No,.that's the strange part, they came out of the rehearsal room and walked right past me. I
don't think they know anything of my involvement, but if they find out I'm sure they'll throw
me out on my ass too", Taemin grumbles in realization.
"Will you do me a favor, stay with him until I get there. I'm coming to take him home",
Yoongi says into the speaker.

"Of course I will, I won't leave his side until You get here", the younger Dom promises
before ending the call.

"Hyung is on his way, Jimin", he whispers, pulling the exhausted dancer closer. Humming
softly to him, he feels Jimin's shoulders relax. His head bobs with a relieved nod knowing
Yoongi would be here soon to take care of him, that he would only feel safe in his arms.

❤⛓❤

Taking long strides through the lobby of the Academy, Yoongi see's three sharply dressed
men huddled together, their tones hushed yet clearly agitated as they lose themselves in their
conversation. Until the president of the Academy looks up that is.

Laughing humorlessly, he takes a step towards the Dom. Looking down on him as if he was a
piece of shit he had stepped in, he opens his mouth to no doubt insult the pianist.

"Min Yoongi,you are not welco-

"Shut the fuck up", Yoongi scoffs, smirking when he see's the affronted look on the
President's face, his colleagues mouths hanging open from where they stand behind him.

Yoongi stops before the trio, tongue poking his cheek as he analyses them from head to toe.

"Not one of you have much to say to someone like me, someone who can handle themselves
in the face of discriminatory behaviour", he says loud and clear.

"Mark my words, Park Jimin would have brought more recognition to this Academy than my
personal life would have brought bad press. You'll regret the day you pushed him out these
doors", he finishes, shooting a glare at the President before turning on his heels.

"You'll be hearing from our attorney", he adds over his shoulder, not even caring to see their
reaction. He just wants to get to Jimin, get him out of here fast so he can care for him.
Rushing through the corridors he comes to a standstill at the open door of the rehearsal room.

Taemin sits in the center of the room, Jimin cradled in his arms. The blondes sleeping form
shudders every few breaths, his emotional turmoil exhausting him to such an extreme that
he'd cried himself to sleep.

Yoongi's face scrunches up, his heart clenching for the petite beauty now a broken shell on
the floor. Taking quiet careful steps forward, he kneels in front of the two dancers. Now eye
to eye with Taemin, he nods, whispering a gentle "Thank you".
Taemin reaches over to grip Yoongi's shoulder.

"He's really hurting, dance has been the only thing keeping him going his whole life, go easy
on him.

All Yoongi can do is nod solemnly, taking Jimin in his arms while Taemin gathers his
belongings. Throwing the strap of the dancers gear bag over the elders shoulders, the three of
them leave the rehearsal room.

"Thank you for calling me", Yoongi says sincerely, his cat-like eyes showing how truly
grateful he is that Taemin had stayed by his side after the whole ordeal.

"You're welcome, let me know how he's doing later", the younger replies, both men nodding
before turning to walk in opposite directions. One man returning to his work, the other taking
Jimin away from the one place he had always felt safe, but is now no longer welcome.

❤⛓❤

Stirring awake after dusk, Jimin stretches his tense limbs, his heart aching heavily in his chest
as the day's events replay in his head. Glimpses of Yoongi carrying him out of the building,
skyscrapers zipping past while they drove, a blanket being draped over him on Yoongi's sofa
flash through his mind. Panic consumes him. Yoongi had come to the Academy. If he was
seen, it's over for Jimin. His career will be in tatters.

The Academy had made it clear how unforgiving they would be, should he not follow their
instructions.

Calling for the elder, he sees movement out the corner of his eye. The pianist's broad
silhouette stands out on the balcony, looking over the city. Turning at the sound of Jimin's
panicked call, he steps back into the apartment, shutting the sliding door to ensure the blonde
stays warm.

"What did you do", Jimin accuses getting to his feet. "Why did you take me from there? Do
you know what you've done", he shouts, bottom lip trembling. A much bigger picture of his
future chilling him to the bone.

"Jimin, I had to take you out of there, Taemin was worried about you. You were too upset to
stay there. You fell asleep in his arms on the flo-

"They'll fire me now", the dancer interrupts, "Everything I've ever worked for is ruined. I'll
be blacklisted all over Korea. This was none of your business why would you get involved,
Do you have any idea what you've done", he sobs.

"If it hurts you, it is my business Jimin. I won't apologize for taking you out of there when
they drove you to a panic attack", Yoongi defends calmly, understanding the distress Jimin
feels in this moment, knowing how much dance means to him. But it's much bigger than that.
The younger paces back and forth, gesturing wildly with his hand while words spill from his
mouth thoughtlessly. His head spins as dizzying anxiety consumes him.

"I need to talk to them, I need to fix this, I can make it work", he rambles shakily, his watery
eyes landing everywhere except on Yoongi who desperately grasps for a way to ease Jimin's
turmoil.

"How do you plan to fix it, by telling them we're over? By cutting all ties with me like they
asked?", the elder enquires in a hushed tone, a dark cloud growing above his head the
moment Jimin's cold eyes lock with his.

"What else am I supposed to do. What do you expect. None of this would have happened if
I'd never stepped foot in your club. This all happened because of whatever this is", Jimin
cries out,his finger pointing between himself and the Dom.

"Whatever this is?"Yoongi fires back angrily, the hurt in his chest demolishing the last of his
patience.
"So now we're 'Whatever this is? 'Be careful with your words Jimin, you may say something
you regret", he advises, now pointing his own finger.

"My only regret is meeting y-

"Do not finish that sentence", Yoongi roars, eyes burning with the effort of keeping his
unshed tears at bay. Waves of pain flood through him, drowning him in sorrow at how easy it
is for Jimin to brush aside everything they've shared.

Jimin feels his heart beat in his throat, his tongue tied in a knot as he internally berates
himself for his outburst. He wrings his hands together nervously as he opens his mouth to
apologize, knowing he's deeply hurt the one man he had sworn to himself he would only ever
show care for.

"If you don't want this, or me anymore- if you want to end this for your career, for dancing,
then say that. I'll understand, but don't bullshit me by saying you regret our time together",
Yoongi retorts,face twisted with a pain that weighs heavily on his chest.

A single tear trails down Yoongi's cheek, his emotions threatening to spill out over their
surroundings. Grabbing his leather jacket from the back of the sofa, he makes his way to the
front door, pulse rushing past his ears as his hand reaches for the handle.

The sudden feeling of warmth that encases him has his arm falling to his side. Jimin's arms
encircle him, one laid on top of the other over his bleeding heart. His harsh sobs fill the air as
he cries into the space where he rests his head between Yoongi's shoulders.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean any of it, don't leave", he hiccups, his tears wetting through the silky
material of Yoongi's dress shirt. "Please, don't leave me", he begs the elder.

Yoongi has never moved so fast in his life, turning in Jimins arms to wrap the dancer in his
own. A fierce will to protect the blonde roots him to the spot.
"Never Jimin", he promises, holding on to him like a lifeline.
"I'm not going anywhere. Not until you tell me you're truly done with me", the pianist assures
with determination. Featherlight kisses warm the crown of Jimin's head before Yoongi takes
his face in his large warm hands. Staring into his eyes he wills the younger, "Talk to me,
please".

Jimins wide eyes scrunch closed, his chin wobbling as he tries to contain the one thought he'd
been pushing away since the confrontation at the Academy. The very thought that had him
lose control of his emotions and say hurtful words to the man before him.

"I can't go back, they'll make me go back", he croaks, shuddering in Yoongi's hold while the
elder frowns in confusion.

"No Jimin you don't ha-

"If I lose this job, I'll have no way to take care of myself. Dance is all I know", he cries out
desperately. No one in the Seoul Dance scene will want anything to do with me now, the
Academy will make sure of it. I'll have to go back to my parents if they find out.

He grips the collar of Yoongi's shirt to pull him closer, his face buried in the crook of his
neck. Choked sobs spill from his throat as a weak, "I can't go back, I can never go back",
reaches Yoongi's ears.

"Then I won't let them take you back, we'll sit down with the others tomorrow and figure out
what we can do. I know Hoseoks looking to expand his studio, Jungkook has already signed
on so there's that option for now.
I know it's not what you're used to but it's worth a shot, just until you find something more
suited to you", he suggests. The heaviness in his chest subsides a little seeing Jimin
immediately nod with wide eyes, his shoulders visibly relaxing.

"I could try that for now. Thank you Yoongi" he whispers, his head tilting downwards as guilt
consumes him. "And I'm sorry, I really didn't mean what I said, you don't deserve to be
spoken to like that", he sniffles.

Kissing his forehead, the pianist shushes him gently.

"I know you didn't mean, it's already forgotten so don't worry about it", he soothes. Taking in
Jimin's exhausted appearance, he kisses the tip of his nose, earning a soft relieved smile from
him.

Lifting him by his thighs, Yoongi carries him through the apartment, coming to a stop in his
room where he sets the blonde down on his feet. Searching through his wardrobe, he comes
back with two matching black oversized t-shirts.

He swiftly helps Jimin change, settling him into bed before climbing in beside him. Pulling
the dancer into his strong arms, he uses his hand to tilt his chin up, locking their eyes together
he tells whispers,

"I promise you right now Jimin, I'll help you no matter which direction you decide to take. I
won't let anyone stand in your way, even if it's your parents. Especially if it's your parents.
We'll figure it out together, you never have to return home", he assures.

And Jimin believes him, he believes every word he says, smiling softly while his eyes droop
closed. The days exhaustion takes its toll on him, but not enough that he would miss the soft,
"I'm your home now Jiminah, as you are mine", whispered into the night
It sends him into a peaceful sleep wrapped safely in the warm arms of the only man to ever
make his heart bloom.

❤⛓❤

Jimin wakes to the feeling of large hands caressing through his soft blonde locks. Opening
his eyes slowly, he's met with Yoongi's cat-like orbs peering down at him, holding his gaze
with his own.

"You have visitors, get dressed and meet me in the living room", Yoongi tells him gently.

Leaning in close, he kisses him softly, pulling back after a moment to lay a soft gray hoodie
and matching sweatpants beside him.

"Put these on, I got them for you to wear and be comfortable during dance practice", he
smiles.

"Looks like I won't be needing them anymore", Jimin snorts, only half joking before the
pianist takes his face in his hands. Thumbs caressing round cherubic cheeks, he kisses him
hard, tongues swiping together until the dancer is left panting and breathless.

"I wouldn't be so sure about that", Yoongi smiles mischievously, turning to leave the room
while Jimin shouts after him

"Hey, HEY, What do you mean?, what do you know?".

Rushing to get dressed and brush his teeth, he makes his way to the living room after
splashing water on his face. He's met with the faces of all the people he's grown close to over
the last six months. Taemin is even present, with Jackson seated to his left.

"Good morning", Jimin smiles sleepily, taking a seat on Yoongi's lap before completely
curling into him, closing his eyes.

"Yah, wake up, it's 1 in the afternoon, we have work to do", Jin rants with a laugh, drawing a
giggle from the blonde who's hand comes up to cover his mouth. The others watch on fondly
as Jimin lays content in Yoongi's arms before Taemin rises to his feet.

"Sorry to interrupt but Jin's right, We have work to do and a lot of it if we want to pull this
off", he says seriously before pressing a button on the laptop in the center of the coffee table.
The screen lights up, dancers littering a stage area. Their moves are choreographed to
perfection, every one of them graceful and in complete control of their movements, a
beautiful story unfolding on the screen.

The silence that fills the living room is deafening as they all watch until the very end.

Jimin's heart races in his chest as he looks to his long time friend.

"Where did you get this", he asks, voice barely a whisper.

"I recorded it when you told me you weren't sure they'd allow you to go ahead with it",
Taemin replies. "And I'm glad I did, because this is what you're going to use now, along with
your solo during the showcase. You're going to show them what a huge talent they've lost".

"Wait I'm confused", Hoseok interrupts, looking between both dancers for further
explanation. Why would they not allow this to be used. I've never seen anything so we'll put
together.

"I choreographed this piece for a showcase over 2 years ago. I was told I was overly
ambitious and obnoxious to assume they'd allow someone who barely had their foot in the
door, take over the opening of any showcase", Jimin explains.

"That was all bullshit Jimin. The head choreographer didn't like that you were getting better
results than he was. The committee had been putting your name forward as a replacement for
him. He said that to knock you back and keep his job", his dance partner assures him.

"Ok, but I don't understand how I'm going to use this now. They'll never allow me to perform
during the showcase", Jimin wonders aloud, his brows drawn downward while his hands
wring together nervously.

"I've got it covered", Taemin explains in a serious tone. "I've been chosen in your absence, to
open the showcase. I've been given free reign to do whatever I wish for the first ten minutes
of the show, and with that free reign I'm choosing to hand it over to you".

Jimins mouth hangs open, tears welling in his wide brown eyes, his head shaking slowly
from side to side just as the first tear falls.

"They want something big, and that's exactly what you'll give them, then you'll have every
agent banging on your door. You'll have the pick of the crop. Once people see what you can
do they won't care what the Academy has to say", his dance partner says with a smile.

"No, what about you. I can't take this opportunity away from you, they'll fire you too. You've
worked just as hard as I have to get to where you are", the blonde rushes out in a panic.
Sitting up straight in Yoongi's lap, he reaches out to take Taemin's hand in his.

"They'd fire me anyway if they knew I attend the club. Jimin, they're threatening to expose
you to all of Korea's major dance Academy's. That's morally wrong, and illegal. I'm not
staying there regardless of the outcome of this showcase", Taemin informs him.

Giving Jimin's hand a small squeeze he looks him in the eyes before insisting,
"I can't work for people like that. If nothing else, this is a huge chance for you to show
anyone who's ever doubted you what you're made of. This event is going to be broadcast
worldwide. Anyone of importance in our profession will be watching, not just here in Korea.
It's the opening of the show. By the time the committee realizes what's happening it will be
too late to stop it. This is your time to shine", he finishes.

"I can't, I have no dancers, no music, nowhere to rehearse", Jimin sniffles, feeling hopeless
and completely at a loss as to what he can do next.

"I have dancers, so does Jungkook, and after what Taemin has shown us there's no doubt in
my mind that you can teach them the choreography", Hoseok blurts out, Jungkook readily
agreeing with him, encouraging him to take this chance.

Jimin looks around the room, his heart swelling with gratitude for the generosity and care his
friends continue to show him. He is lost for words, stumbling over a shaky "Thank you"
before he feels Yoongi pull him back into his arms.

"What did you have in mind musically for the group dance", Yoongi asks, tilting Jimin's chin
up so he can face him, taking in the light blush he loves to see on the blonde's cheeks.

Jimin gets lost in his eyes, swimming in pools of deep treacle. His heart soars at the adoration
he sees in them. He whispers a soft, "Something beautiful, but dramatic", before Yoongi
snorts,
"Ah, like you then", tearing a giggle from the blonde.

"That was uncalled for "Hyung' ", he smirks, Giggling behind his hand once again the
moment Yoongi's face drops in shock. The Dom shifts uncomfortably where he sits, the
dancer still curled up on his lap,.willing himself to stay soft.

"Now that's uncalled for", Namjoon chimes in, trying his best to contain his own laughter
while Jin smiles, shaking his head. The others looking on, impressed with Jimin's witty
charm.

"When do rehearsals start, can I be in it too", Taehyung asks excitedly, unable to stop himself
from bouncing in his seat next to Jungkook.

"Yes I'd love that, I'd like all of you to be in it a little", Jimin exclaims, a light bulb moment
going off in his head as he jumps to his feet. Pulling open a drawer on the coffee table he
takes out a pad and pencil before jotting down notes and ideas.

Taemin opts out,.it would be a conflict of interest considering he needs to keep the committee
distracted. Jackson cites the same considering he works for the same firm as Yoongi's legal
team.

Yoongi is all in when it comes to music production for the group dance, setting to work and
making calls immediately while the remainder of the group leave for Hoseok's studio. A lot is
riding on how much they can get done in the next two weeks, mainly Jimin's future.
❤⛓❤

Training has been rigorous. Non stop for two weeks straight. Everyone's efforts do not go
unnoticed by Jimin. The blonde thanks each dancer for their hard work, telling them to get
plenty of rest before the show tomorrow. To say he is nervous is an understatement.

He can see the fatigue in each dancer's eyes. He knows they're at breaking point, himself
included. He is always the first to arrive each morning and the last to leave at night. But not
today. Hoseok walks over to where Jimin is finishing his stretches, sitting next to him on the
floor.

"You know I wasn't so sure about you when we first met, I think you picked up on that", he
begins.

Jimin nods nervously, remembering how hard it had been to connect with Hoseok compared
to all the others.

"You looked so lost that first night you walked into the club", The elder explains. "I had this
fear of history repeating itself for Yoongi Hyung".

"What changed your mind", Jimin asks curiously, almost nervous to receive an answer.

"Honestly, That first theme night", Hoseok laughs before turning serious. "I saw how well
you both work together, equal parts push and pull. You're not afraid to push back, to push for
what you want. There's no pretense with you. You bring out the best in him. You got to him,
you found him and pulled him back to us when no one else could reach him anymore. I knew
you were for keeps when he collared you in full view of everyone', the elder tells him, trying
his best not to get teary.

Jimin grabs Hoseok's hand, giving it a gentle squeeze before speaking.

"He brings out the best in me too. He's the only one I trust enough to truly be free enough to
just be myself with", he admits."I never have to hold parts of myself back. And knowing who
I am, he still wants me", the blonde says almost in disbelief.

"Of course he wants you. You're amazing, truly, inside and out, we all think so", Hoseok
assures him with a smile,.squeezIng his hand back gently.

"So uh, I got you this as a little good luck gift for tomorrow. I noticed what you've been using
got ripped during the week. I hope this will work just as well for you", he tells Jimin.
Reaching into his gear bag, he pulls out a flat gift box, a green bow adorning the top.

Jimin's eyes widen in surprise, his hand releasing Hoseoks to take the gift. Lifting the lid, he
peels back layers of soft green tissues to find a silky white length of elegant fabric nestled
beneath it, the initials ' P.JM' sewn into the corner delicately.
Taking the fabric from the box, he gets to his feet. Doing a series of flips and twirls he flings
the fabric into the air before coming to a standstill. One arm remains outstretched daintily,
waiting for the fabric to gracefully find its landing spot.

He rushes back over to where Hoseok now stands,observing him with a smile on his face.
Throwing his arms around him he rushes out an excited, "Thank you so much, it's beautiful.
This fabric is much lighter and more manageable'.

"Your welcome Chim, Now come on, let's get you home. You have a big day tomorrow. You
need to take a long bath and get to sleep early for once.

"Ok, I'll drive you home, on the way you can give me ideas for what to dress up as for
tomorrow's theme night. I've been so busy I couldn't come up with anything", the blonde
explains.

"What kind of ideas, shouldn't you be asking Yoongi about this", Hoseok scoffs cheekily.

"I would but I want to surprise him…No..I want him to choke on his drink", Jimin giggles
mischievously, drawing an infectious roar of laughter from the elder.

"Alright I'm in. But he's gonna know immediately that one of us told you.

"How".

"Because he told us this is his ideal look on a sub

during truth or dare one night when we were all hammered. The best part is you'll be the first
sub he's had dress up like this for him", Hoseok informs, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively.

"So he'll choke on his drink?", the blonde asks, his expression serious yet intrigued.

"Jimin", Hoseok replies with a devilish grin, "the man will likely inhale his damn straw!".

❤⛓❤⛓❤⛓❤⛓❤
 Chapter 11
Chapter Summary

Jimin fights back against the Academy. Just as thing's are finally looking up for him, a
shocking turn of event's leaves him reeling.

Waiting backstage is beyond nerve wracking. Taemin ushers Jimin to stand in the center of
the dancers, each of them huddled around him, his small frame easily hidden from the few
committee members still wandering around, seeing to last minute preparations.

There's shuffling beside him as a body weaves its way into the huddle. A firm grip on Jimin's
elbow startles a gasp out of him before a set of warm lips find his own.
The scent of Yoongi's cologne fills his senses, setting his heart aflame while he melts into the
kiss.

Warmth, safety, security, he feels them all as Yoongi's hands reach around, pulling him flush
against his body as the kiss lingers on. Slow, soft, passionate, exactly the calming presence
Jimin needs right now. The perfect distraction for his frayed nerves.

Whistles and cheers ring out around them as the dance crew pull back slightly to give them
space, the flash of a camera goes off somewhere to their left just before Yoongi pulls away.

"Knock 'em dead Kitten, I'll be watching from the front row with Taemin", Yoongi tells him,
smirking the moment he sees a blush blazing across Jimins cheeks. Pulling him close, he
simply holds him. The dancer's nerves settle instantly as he breathes in Yoongi's presence.

"Are you two done or would you like me to delay the show for you", they hear in a teasing
tone from their right.

Looking up, they see Taemin watching on like a proud parent, cooing at their entwined forms
as he softly says,

"They're ready for you Jimin, break a leg".

Turning from the loved up couple, he instructs the dancers to wait for their opening, to
swiftly make their way to the stage, how he doesn't want any delays or mishaps before
strongly encouraging,

"You all have done extremely well in such a short amount of time. Each of you should be
proud. You've got this. Goodluck!".

Then gathering bustle towards the stage, the huddle opening up just before they reach the
darkened auditorium to let Jimin move forward alone.
The blonde moves into place, kneeling at his marker. Taking three deep steadying breaths to
calm the thundering beats of his heart, his mind replays his conversation with Yoongi as they
had lay in each others arms that morning.

{ "Maybe after today I'll no longer be the black sheep of the family", he had half joked.
Though his teary downcast eyes told Yoongi the dancer felt every word, still chasing the
acceptance his family denied him all his life. That same family, too blind to see what is clear
as day to everyone else.

"Jimin-ah, you never deserved to be ostracized like that. You were always destined for a
greatness your family was ill-equipped to recognise".
Holding the dancer's face between his hands, he stared deep into his wide blown eyes.

"You were never the black sheep of your family Jimin. You always have and always will be, a
Black Swan, your wings too big, too strong to be held back. Look how far you've come all on
your own. It's time you show them what greatness is made of !".}

The memory of Yoongi's words washes over him, a peaceful calm seeping under his skin.
White light appears overhead, illuminating his frame, his face now clear and in full view of
the committee members and the Academy President whose hands grip his seat in anger.

Sitting forward to rise from his seat, he feels a hand pull him back roughly. Looking to his
left he see's Min Yoongi slowly remove his face mask, his jaw ticking in anger.

"Wouldn't want to cause a scene with the whole world watching would you?.

"You son of a bitch", the president seethes in a hushed tone, "I'll have you sued for this", he
spits out.

"For what, attending a showcase, Goodluck with that", he chuckles. "If I were you I'd be
more concerned with the legal papers you're about to be served with for discrimination and
unfair dismissal".

The President's mouth hangs open, worry evident on his features as Yoongi cuts him off,
staring proudly ahead as the first chords of piano filter into the air.

Jimin rises gracefully to his feet, the track Yoongi had created filling the blonde with
comfort.

He is ethereal, beautiful, his every move captivating as the eyes of every person present
watch on in awe, unable to tear their gaze away from the mesmerizing performance unfolding
before them.

Jimin moves like air and water combined, the very things that give and sustain life. He does
just that, bringing to life the once empty dull stage as he fills it with his enigmatic presence.
Flipping and twirling, he tosses the white fabric into the air, catching it effortlessly.

The Auditorium turns dark. Slowly, all the colors of sunset spill across the stage. Dramatic
string instruments fill the air as dancers clad in black swarm around Jungkook who wears
contrasting all white, his dark hair pulled back into a bun.

The masked dancers tumble towards him as the dance continues, Jungkook's years of training
evident in how he moves, before he's pushed backwards out of view. A long line of dancers
splitting the stage down the center as Jimin comes into view behind them.

Yoongi's breath catches in his throat, he hadn't seen this part of the rehearsal. His muscles
tense, emotion welling in his chest as Jimin is swung through the air, completely losing
himself to the music as he lets it take over.

He is filled with intense pride seeing the dancer in Jungkook's arms as he twirls them around,
Jimin reaching for the stars with delicate fingers before being brought back down to earth
gracefully.

This dance is more intricate than the one Taemin had shown them, Jimin's eye for beauty in
movement evident with each step the dancers take, each twirl and graceful lift of their arms.
Jin, Namjoon, Hoseok and Taehyung stand out too, like stars in a sea of darkness.

The piece comes to an end, lights dimming, applause erupting around the auditorium before
the others scatter from the dimly lit stage. The lights brighten just the slightest, enough for
Jimin to shine once more, all in black this time as he moves with every cell in his body.

His passion for dance spills out with each delicately placed limb. His eyes close as he feels
Yoongi's heart and soul with each chord of music he had created for him. It lifts him, pushes
him to dance harder, to show Yoongi with each graceful movement, exactly how loved,
accepted and free he makes him feel. This last dance is for him alone. His bright light in a life
tinged with gray and black. His White Swan. The only one to ever make his heart take flight.

Ending the dance with arms outstretched by his side, his breathing erratic from his exertion,
he opens his eyes. He immediately finds Yoongi staring back at him. The pianist gazes at him
with such longing and pride it turns his knees weak.

Stunned silence fills the auditorium before a whistle from the back sets off rounds of
applause, the volume thunderous as one by one, each member of the audience gets to their
feet, drawing tears from Jimin's eyes as the crowd give him his first ever standing ovation.

He bows before his audience, blowing a kiss to Yoongi who smiles back at him before
turning to rush from the stage. A screen overhead displays clearly to all, that this was a piece
created outside of the Academy, should the committee try to take credit for any of the artist's
creativity.

Performed by

Park Jimin
Hope/JJK School of Dance

Choreography
Park Jimin

Musical Score written and composed by

Min Yoongi

For artist contact details and bookings please contact Jackson Wang and associates.

Yoongi jumps from his seat to meet the dancer backstage, emotion pushing one foot in front
of the other. He sends a nod of thanks towards the back of the Auditorium where Jackson sits,
The Attorney having helped Yoongi ensure Jimin's artistry remains his own.

He has much to thank his friends for, seeing their loyalty grow and extend to Jimin these past
two weeks has a lump forming in his throat. Then he sees him, his beaming smile, his
laughter at Taehyung's excitement as they all rush around to gather their belongings.

Their eyes lock, Jimin runs, a flurry of movement before crashing into Yoongi's arms. He
holds on tight as his tears fall onto the pianist's black dress shirt.

"We did it hyung, Thank you", he sobs, the weight of the last two weeks lifting from his
shoulders as his emotions get the better of him.

"It was all you Jiminah", he assures the blonde. "All your hard work, your dedication and
creativity". Pulling back to look into Jimin's teary brown eyes, he tells him softly, just loud
enough for both of them to hear,

"I'm so proud of you Jiminah", before pressing their lips together, kissing him with all the
passion that blooms between them. His hands curl around Jimin's back, one traveling up to
his nape gripping his hair, drawing a gasp from the dancer.

Jimins arms wind tight around his shoulders as he kisses back with abandon, the tension
between them rising rapidly. Neither of them had touched each other intimately these past
two weeks, Yoongi having insisted on the dancer getting as much rest as possible.

His exhaustion after each rehearsal had him barely able to keep his eyes open, sleep finding
him as soon as his head hit the silky pillows of Yoongi's bed.

The clearing of a throat behind them grabs their attention. Jimin straightens immediately in
the presence of the Academy's President. His cold demeanor unchanging, intimidating the
petite blonde who clings to Yoongi's arm.

"Mr Park", he drawls, arrogant as ever, though slightly less judgemental than their previous
meeting. "Shall we be seeing you back here on Monday morning", he asks, one eyebrow
raised in interest, full sure Jimin will beg desperately to keep his job like last time.
Jimin takes a moment to process the information, looking to Yoongi for an answer, the elder
simply shrugs his shoulders, giving Jimin's hand a light squeeze to let him know he'll support
him no matter what he decides.

Turning to face the man who'd left him a crumpled empty shell on the rehearsal floor 2 weeks
previously he says,
"I appreciate the offer but I must regretfully decline, our morals and ideals don't match
therefore I would no longer feel comfortable working here".

"Have it your way, how far do you think you can get on your own. Even those closest to you
don't believe in you and are trying to drag you down. How else do you think we found out
about your dealing with Min Yoongi's club?"The president scoffs at him, his ego bruised.

It's a low blow, one that has Jimin reeling in shock. His thoughts scramble trying to figure out
which of his closest friends tried to sabotage him. He covers it up well though, raising his
chin, ready to defend himself.

"I think I can get further than I ever imagined considering you came back here to try to sway
me to stay. As for whoever tried to sabotage me, there's not much I can do about that. Now if
you'll excuse me, We have a club event to get to", he ends, stifling a giggle behind his hand at
the look of disdain on the president's face. Walking hand in hand with Yoongi through the
backdoors, they make their way to the carpark. The dancers go their separate ways after
receiving an emotional thank you from Jimin.

The group of friends gather around Yoongi's car, laughing boisterously at Jungkook and
Taehyung's usual antics before agreeing to head directly to the club for celebratory drinks.
Taking a seat in the passenger side, Jimin closes his eyes.

He takes a moment to breathe in the feeling of relief that eases all the tension in his muscles.
He has accomplished one of the missions he has set for himself today. This next one he
deems to be high risk, but also high reward.

Yoongi slots into the driver seat next to him, oblivious to Jimin's plan as he asks,

"Are you sure you don't want us to stop off somewhere to try to find you something for theme
night? We have another hour to spare.

Smirking out the window to himself he reaches for Yoongi's hand, thumb rubbing over his
palm before replying smoothly,

"Don't worry, I think I can pull something together".

❤⛓❤

Sitting around the bar, all of them three shots in, it's Jungkook who speaks up.

"Alright I think that's enough, we don't want anyone's judgment impaired during scenes.
Gimme the bottle", he orders Taehyung who refuses, lifting it to his lips to take a swig.
"Baby gimme the bottle",Jungkook growls playfully, taking a step towards Taehyung who
backs away much faster.

"Why don't you come over here and make me, his sub smirks, squealing in shock as
Jungkook lunges for him, gripping him by the thighs and lifting him. Taehyung's legs
automatically wrap around his hips, clinging to him, both men dissolving into giggles.

"You never learn do you", Jungkook scolds playfully, marching towards the scene area while
a shocked Taehyung rants,

"Put me down you brute, I have to change for theme night".

Jungkook throws his head back, laughter peeling out of him before he counters,

"You don't need clothes for what I have planned for you".

"He really doesn't learn, does he?"Jin laughs, the others joining in while Jimin smirks.

"Yeah, but it's more fun that way", he tells the group, laughing at Yoongi's reply of,

"Don't you start now too".

Getting up from his stool he smiles sweetly at the pianist, leaning in to brush their lips
together he whispers,
"I wouldn't dream of it", before turning on his heels. Sending a wink Hoseok's way as he
saunters off towards the shower rooms. Determined to come back to the club floor a glowing
vision of Yoongi's innermost fantasies, he sets to work Immediately. Washing away the day's
tension, he smiles giddily in anticipation of Yoongi's reaction.

Wondering to himself if once again he is taking things too far, he smiles mischievously
realising he doesn't much give a fuck. He just wants to see Yoongi's jaw drop.

❤⛓❤

Jimin has never felt better as he makes his way onto the club floor. He can feel each pair of
eyes that land on him, each gaze that linger over his bare fishnet covered legs. Yoongi's white
dress shirt manages to cover halfway down his thighs, concealing the black lace thong he
wears beneath it, along with the fluffy cat tail butt plug that rest between his cheeks. It tickles
his thighs, a constant reminder of Yoongi's pet name for him, of who's kitten he is.

He wears the thin velvet collar Yoongi had placed around his throat months before, the bell
tinkling with each dainty step he takes. Dark smokey eyeshadow compliments his seductive
eyes, giving them a mischievous twinkle.

Yoongi's shirt hangs loose around his shoulders, the buttons done up three quarters of the
way, the sleeves so long only the tips of his fingers remain visible, adding a softness to the
devilish look only he could pull off.
The look is completed by a pair of fluffy cat ears clipped delicately into his hair. He looks a
contrasting mixture of innocence and sin. Right now he's every Dom's wet dream, a few subs
sulking as their partner's attention is drawn to the blonde beauty parading through the club.

The more eyes he feels on him, the bolder he gets, winking at a Dom that whistles at him
from a bar stool. He giggles behind his hand when the Dom winks back, his cheeks tinging a
bright shade of pink.

The sound of a glass being put down harshly on the bar immediately steals away his
attention, a spluttered cough following right after. Jimin's eyes land on the man attempting to
catch his breath, their eyes locking as he gets to his feet.

It takes a moment for him to decipher why this Dom looks half pissed, half ready to devour
him. The long blonde loose locks and black hanbok throw him off as his skin prickles. Gut
twisting, the man stalks towards him, a smirk etched onto features.

A scar runs from his brow bone all the way down to his cheek. Jimin's insides curl in
satisfaction as realization finally dawns on him, that this is his Dom.

Yoongi reaches him in record time, twisting him around to pin his hands behind his back
before marching him towards the scene area, his heavy throbbing length already evident even
through the layers of their clothing.

"Big mistake flirting with another Dom right in front of me Kitten, every man in here wants
to eat you alive right now", Yoongi rumbles in his ear. Suckling at the sensitive spot on
Jimin's throat, they ascend the steps into the scene Yoongi has prepared for them.

"You're a fucking dream Jiminah, do you even realise what you're doing to me", he groans
pulling Jimin flush against him. Sinking his teeth into his throat, he sucks purple marks into
the flesh.

Jimins blood pressure skyrockets instantly seeing the red length of rope curled nearby on a
side table. Next to it lies a flogger, a blindfold, and a pinwheel. Its spikes already raise
goosebumps on his flesh at the mere thought of it rolling across his sensitive skin.

"Yoongi I wa-".

His airway is cut off by a hand pressed erotically around his throat, his Doms hot breath
tickling the back of his neck.

"You will get only one warning tonight Kitten, You have no idea how much I'm holding back
from sinking balls deep inside you right now. Address me properly or I'll come down your
throat and leave you a needy begging mess on your knees",Yoongi orders.

Jimin smirks,unable to stop himself as a sweet whispered "I'm sorry Master"slips from his
lips, followed by a giggle as Yoongi's hand drops from his throat.

Yoongi steps in front of him, an unimpressed scowl on his features as he warns Jimin, "I dont
give free use of that term, or allow it to be used as loosely as others do. It's not something
we've spoken about so you will refrain from addressing me as such until I say otherwise, do
you understand Jimin?"he finishes sternly, eyebrow twitching slightly in frustration.

The sting that prickles at Jimin's chest has him looking down at his feet. Rejection swamps
him. He had thought they were clear about where they now stand with each other.

Yoongi see's it the instant his stomach drops. Regret a swift kick in the gut as he backtracks.

"I'm sorry, I've only ever allowed one person to call me Master and it didn't end well, I need
to be sure", he whispers, tilting Jimin's chin up and seeing understanding dawn in the
younger's eyes.

"I'm sorry, I didn't realize it was a sensitive topic Sir", he whispers sincerely, though part of
him screams bitterly in his mind that he himself is already sure.

"Yoongi pulls him into a lingering kiss, one so deep it leaves the blondes' knees trembling,
unable to hold him upright, glad of the strong arms that hold him tight as Yoongi plunders his
mouth, his heart, his soul.

"Remove your shirt Kitten, then kneel", he orders, pulling away to reach for the rope behind
him.

Jimin obeys instantly, a deep satisfying breath leaving him as Yoongi takes control over him,
the pressure of the past two weeks melting away the instant his knees hit the floor.

His shirt soon pools at his feet, Yoongi's audible gasp pulling his lips up at the corner while
his Dom grips his chin.

"Lace under fishnets, are you fucking kidding me", he growls, fist clenching around the rope
in his hand as he walks around to begin binding his sub. His movement halts the second his
eyes swoop down, landing on the fluffy tail peeking out from between Jimin's fishnet clad
cheeks, the length of it flowing onto the floor were he kneels.

Bending behind his sub, Yoongi grips his hair, his breathing erratic and uneven as arousal
floods through him. Pulling Jimin's head back he stares into his blown out eyes before
devouring his lips hungrily, his throbbing length twitching as he grinds it into Jimin's arched
back.

"Who the fuck told you about this", Yoongi pants harshly between kisses, biting roughly on
Jimins plump bottom lip. The dancer finds himself unable to think straight through the
drugging kisses that leave his thoughts jumbled and his brain fuzzy.

"I asked you a question Kitten, I suggest you tell me if you want to cum toni-"

"Hoseok",Jimin gasps out, mind hazy as his heart spills the truth. "It was Hoseok".

"Very good Kitten, Yoongi smirks, licking into his mouth once more, kissing him breathless
before pulling back, their aroused states evident by their flushed features and heaving chests.
"You're gonna look beautiful up here baby", he whispers in Jimin's ear as he moves to start
tying his binds. The intricate knots run the whole way from the center of his shoulders all the
way down his back. He long Jimin to his feet, he continues the pattern until he reaches the
back of his knees.

"How does that feel?"he asks, circling around the blonde, checking the rope and admiring the
beautiful dancer in his restraints. "Any numbness or pain?".

"No Sir, feels good", Jimin answers, eyes closed contentedly while a soft peaceful smile
breaks out over his features.

Yoongi stands there, just taking him in. How stunning he looks, how much he trusts him, how
well he behaves for him when he really tries after so much time working together. How well
they fit together still bowls him over.

"Getting cold here, Sir. You might want to snap to it before another Dom comes up here to do
your job for you", Jimin sasses, breaking Yoongi out of his train of thought.

Yoongi raises a brow, reaching for the table. From this angle Jimin can't see what he's
reached for, but he certainly feels it. The sting of tassels bursts across his flesh as the flogger
meets his ass harshly, the throb of his cock instant as a low groan leaves his lips.

"Watch your mouth Kitten or I'll fill it for you", he warns.

``Go ahead put your money where your mouth is, or rather put your dick in mine", Jimin
smarts back with a smirk that quickly turns to a giggle when Yoongi throws his head back,
his cackle filling the space between them before he drops the flogger.

Grabbing Jimins cheeks, he kisses him through their laughter. His heart light, unable to
believe his luck at having found someone so well suited to him.

Reaching overhead, he pulls down two hooks connected to chains rigged to a beam above
their heads. He hooks one in place through the knots between Jimin's shoulders, the other
hooks through the knots halfway down his thighs.

Walking to the wall off to the left, he cranks a lever that steadily lifts Jimin into the air, the
sub gasping softly as he's tilted forward slightly until he ends up suspended mid air, his body
held five feet off the ground. His Dom walks around him, stopping at his head to gently place
a blindfold over his eyes.

"How do you feel Kitten? '', Yoongi asks, his arousal clear by the low gravelly tone his voice
takes on. The depth of it sends heat to Jimin's aching length, his fingers twitching to touch
what he can't reach.

"I feel good Sir", he replies, wriggling in place as the sensation of the pinwheel rolling over
the arch of his foot draws a whine out of him. It rolls up his calf, the soft caress of Yoongi's
palm following to ease the sharp sting.
Jimins breathing grows deeper the closer it gets to his buttocks, anticipation building before
he feels it roll over it. Yoongi stops there, palming at his cheek before Jimin feels hot breath
on his flesh, then teeth sinking into his ass, pulling a long drawn out moan from him. The
sensation of his Dom's tongue swiping over the bite has him whining, the pinwheel running
down over his hip, Yoongi's hand still firmly on his ass while he teases Jimin's crotch with
the device.

"S-sir, don't", Jimin gasps, almost afraid the wheel will be used on his aching length, though a
large part of him wants it.

Yoongi reaches for an exposed nipple, teasing it between his thumb and forefinger before
pinching it, drawing a gasped hiccup from his sub.

"You're not calling the shots here Kitten. You take what I give you, no more, no less",the
Dom demands as he makes his way around to face Jimin, noting how entrancing he looks
blindfolded.

Bending slightly, his lips meet Jimins in a fiery kiss, one hand gripping his hair as they lose
themselves to their passion. then that Jimin feels it, a featherlight brush if knuckles before
prickles of pleasured pain splinter along the length of his weeping cock.

His mouth opens to cry out, Yoongi swallowing each of his moans as he repeatedly runs the
device along the blonde's leaking member, slowing teasingly over the sensitive underside to
draw out the sensation.

Jimins head swims, his body on fire as need leaves him paralysed. He keens as his hole
flutters around the butt plug, the feeling of Yoongi tapping on it intoxicating, almost brushing
it against his prostate but not quite. He wriggles in his binds, whining as Yoongi steps back.

'He senses him bending down beside him, his hazy mind not fast enough to think, nor to
brace himself as his Dom picks up the flogger, raising it high before bringing it down harshly
on the backs of his thighs.

"Fuck", Jimin hisses, voice slurring as endorphins flood his system.

The impact of Yoongi's large hand making contact with his plump ass burns straight through
his groin, the flogger coming down once more before Yoongi switches his tactic.

He brings the flogger underneath Jimin's suspended body, flicking it over his sensitive
nipples before landing a light blow to his length. The tassles sting the sensitive head, drawing
a panted "Sir Please I can't" from the groaning sub.

"I don't recall asking", Yoongi husks out, ascending rapidly into Dom space thanks to the
close bond they've nurtured, his subs trust in him blowing his mind as the need to take him
right now floods him.
He flicks the flogger across tingling flesh over and over, soothing the pink skin with light
kisses and gentle palms until a pretty cross cross pattern marks his ass thighs and chest. Jjmjn
pants, trembling by the time Yoongi deems him the perfect shade of pink.

Walking to the wall, the blond's breathy gasps filling his ears, he lowers the chains before
returning to help Jimin stand upright. He plunders his mouth immediately, his hands reaching
around to grasp his supple cheeks in his large hands, Jimin's whines like music to his ears.

He grinds their lengths together harshly. Getting to his knees slowly he leaves a trail of soft
kisses down his subs torso, along exposed skin peeking out through his binds. Reaching
behind Jimin's knees he starts to undo the ropes, stopping only at the waist.

Looking up, he smirks before sneaking his long fingers in between the fishnets, ripping them
open at the crotch. Pulling the lace covering the blonde's length to the side, he frees his length
before engulfing it immediately, encasing it in his warm tight throat.

Jimin throws his head back, deep heaving breaths sneaking out past choked moans as his
fuzzy mind tries to process the sensation of Yoongi swallowing around him. At the same
time, the plug is pulled from his ass and replaced with two long fingers.

"S-sir", The blonde cries out, unable to take the pleasure as Yoongi pulls back to suckle at his
tip, lapping at it like a man starved. Savoring the taste of precum that coats his tongue, he
takes him back into his throat.

"M'gonna come Sir", Jimin gasps, hips stuttering forward earning him a harsh thrust against
his prostate from his Doms prodding fingers.

Pulling away from his length, Yoongi gets to his feet. He shuffles Jimin over to a massage
table, pressing him face down with a hand at his nape before sinking to his feet behind him,
the back of his fishnets getting the same treatment as the front.

Jimin is on cloud nine, his ass wriggling uncontrollably as Yoongi kneads the silky flesh in
his hands. Pulling his cheeks apart, he dives in, tongue swiping over the clenching rim as he
sends his subs eyes rolling into the back of his head.

Jimin's moans ring through the club floor, a small crowd gathering to observe their scene,
drawn in by the sweet sounds escaping the trembling blonde.

Yoongi's tongue is relentless, drawing Jimin tight like a bow. The slick muscle works him
close to the edge. Yoongi knows this,vhe can tell by panted desperate gasps that leave his
sub.

"Please,Sir, don't stop", he cries out, knees weak as they threaten to give way beneath him.

His high approaches rapidly when Yoongi grips his length, his face growing hot, breathing
erratic, the tell tale signs obvious to his smirking Dom.

Yoongi pulls back immediately, getting to his feet to undo the rest of the binds at rapid speed.
Jimin lets out a shaky breath as strong hands soothingly rub feeling back into his arms.
He's swiftly turned on his feet, thighs gripped as he's lifted onto the massage table. Yoongi
presses him back until he's laying comfortably, legs bent and swiftly restrained to the table.
His arms are pulled over his head, red rope binding them at the wrists, the rope then looped
and tied to a metal ring attached to the table beneath his head. Yoongi comes to stand beside
him, his hip resting on the table, both hands holding either side of Jimin's face.

"I haven't publicly fucked you yet Kitten,bHow about we change that hmm, so every Doms
here know exactly who you belong to", he questions with a raised brow. Jimins shuddering
body and sharp intake of breath tell him everything he needs to know.

The subs whimpered "Please Sir", confirms his suspicions. Yoongi bends, licking the
sensitive spot below his ear before whispering,

"I'm gonna fucking wreck you Kitten, ruin you for everyone else so there'll be no doubt who's
sub you are when I'm done", he growls, the warmth of his body retreating leaving a chill on
Jimin's flesh.

All he can do is feel, his other senses heightened by the blindfold still covering his eyes. He
feels himself clench,his dick throbbing as his Dom grips his hips, harshly pulling his ass to
the edge of the table.

Yoongi can't fucking wait anymore. He throws off the robe and long blonde wig. Pushing his
black slacks and boxers down past his hips impatiently, just enough to free his length, he
lathers it in lube, the cold drawing a hiss from his lips.

Jimins hands grip the rope binding him. The blunt head of Yoongi's length twitching against
his rim causes heat to pool in his abdomen.

"Beg", Yoongi drawls with a smirk that Jimin swears he can hear.

"Sir"?

"Beg for my cock Kitten",bHe murmurs almost in a trance, the vision of Jimin layed out so
sinfully for him almost throwing him over the edge.

The blonde gasps as the head presses barely inside, flames licking at his rim as it stretches
ever so slowly around the bulbous head trying to break through. Yoongi stills, sweat beading
on his brow, waiting to hear the words. It doesn't take long.

Jimin writhes in place, trying desperately to take more, whimpering in frustrations when
Yoongi pins his hips down,refusing to give him more until Jimin's luscious lips part, heart
roaring in his ears as a cry of "Please, fuck me Sir", spills from his lips.

Yoongi buries himself deep inside Jimin's tight walls in one languid thrust, his cock
stretching his subs hole as heat engulfs him. Jimin clenches around him, drawing a ragged
groan from deep in his chest. His balls hurt with a need to release.

His hands move to his subs thighs, fingers gripping tight while he stills, his chest heaving
with each raggedly drawn breath.
"Fuck, Kitten you're always so damn tight around me", he grunts, willing himself to stay still
or risk coming on the spot.

White noise rings on Jimin's ears, the burn of Yoongi filling him to bursting has sweat
gathering on his flushed skin. His back arches at the first touch of his Dom's hot weeping tip
against his prostate, his thighs quivering as the thickness pulses inside him.

"N-need more", he cries out, his balls burning as they draw up, dangling helplessly over the
edge as he waits, garbled pleas spilling from him as his tears wet the blindfold.

"Look at you, one thrust in and you're already so needy and desperate", Yoongi taunts, biting
his lip as he pulls out only to slam back in immediately. Jimin's body convulses, shocked by
the unforgiving pressure against his bundle of nerves, his Dom's pace relentless.

Yoongi reaches up to tweak a nipple, smirking at his subs' efforts to squirm away. His pitiful
cry fills Yoongi with I need to fuck harder, faster, to have more of his moans fill his ears, to
have him leaking for hours after they're done.

"So, fucking, pretty", Yoongi rasps bearing down harder with each thrust as he feels Jimin's
hole clamp down around him. Gripping the base of the blondes length, he squeezes tight,
denying him the release he desperately cries out for, his head whipping side to side as Yoongi
torments him.

Jimins head swims, his mind a blur as Yoongi roughly stuffs him full. The legs of the
massage table creak under the force of his thrusts, the blonde choking on gasped moans as his
Dom's hips snap into his repeatedly.

The sounds of smacking flesh reaches Jimin, though muffled through his hazy mind. The sub
spaces out rapidly, his Dom's voice muffled as if underwater. He feels delirious with need, his
balls drawing up as his release hangs over his head, just out of reach.

Yoongi smirks, slowing his pace as the telltale sign of Jimin's orgasm clamp around him.
Grinding in tight circles,he revels in the blondes garbled moans. Flames erupt under Jimin's
skin, tension coiling painfully tight as he cries out for mercy.

Through his foggy mind, he makes out his Dom's voice, the deep tone pulling his attention
back as much as subspace will allow.

"Does Kitten want to come hmm",Yoongi asks.

"Y-Yes Sir", Jimin keens, his release almost within his grasp.

"Do you have something to tell me first", he drawls, leaning down to softly kiss the inside of
Jimin's knee.

"N-no Sir", Jimin slurs, confusion warring with desire as Yoongi stills deep inside him.

"Yes you do Kitten, and I wanna hear it. Tell me what you said that last night in the cabin", he
demands, his heart rate skyrocketing in anticipation.
Jimin's mind swims back and forth over their time away. Unable to focus, his hips wriggling
for friction as his memories resurface slowly. The constant heat and burn if his impending
release draws needy whimpers from him.

An image of sleeping Yoongi wrapped in his arms, his own words filtering softly through the
night hits him like a train, his walls clamping down on what fills him as a sob breaches their
scene area.

Pulling out to the tip, Yoongi rams back in. Jimin's arms pull roughly on his binds, explosive
heat unfurling in his gut as his prostate quivers under the pleasure drilling into it. A hoarse
cry lingers on his lips as the Dom stills again, the teasing almost painful now.

"Tell me", Yoongi smirks.

"N-no", Jimin replies, intoxicated by his Dom's display of power.

"Tell me Jimin", Yoongi orders, voice firmer this time, his hand reaching for the blonde's
throat, holding it there to draw out more sensation from him.

He grinds directly into Jimin's bundle of nerves, repeating the action until the sub is a
babbling clenching mess, stilling once again just before Jimin has the chance to freefall.

Leaning over his sub, he kisses along his delicate cheek before taking his lips in a deep
heated kiss. Jimin's whimpered pleas for an end to his teasing fall on deaf ears.

"Not until you tell me what I want to hear. I'll keep you here, fucked and full, on the edge
until I hear your safeword if I have to", he promises roughly, his own balls burning with a
need to release so bad it has sparks tingling in his gut.

Jimin can't take it, one rough thrust has him almost spill over himself,Yoongi's sudden grip
around his base denying him once again as a frustrated,

"Fuck, ok, I-......ah Yoongi,.. I love you", is ripped from his chest, tears spilling from his eyes
as Yoongi's palms caress his form gently.

He ruts in once more, demanding to hear the words louder,

"Again",

"I love you",

"Again baby",

"I love you,I love you,I love so much", Jimin rasps, each word punctuated with a rapid thrust
of Yoongi's twitching cock directly into his sensitive nerves.

"Fuck, cum Kitten", Yoongi growls, pumping in and out of Jimins walls, impaling him on his
cock before stilling. A rough low groan tears through the air as his high erupts from his balls,
emptying himself in time with each clench of Jimin's spasming hole.
The blondes form locks, the dam bursting as he falls apart around the length throbbing inside
him, his own release leaving him in thick spurts, his sharp wailed cry echoing around them.

He's floating, unsure if he'll ever come down from it. His limbs have turned to literal jelly.
Fireworks sizzle under his skin as Yoongi lovingly pecks his cheeks, his lips, his jaw, their
hearts beating in time as he whispers,

"Jimin,I lo-

The blonde barely registers the call of Yoongi's name breaking into their space, his Dom's
angry growl raising goosebumps over his sensitive flesh. His mind swims in and out of
awareness. His body anticipating Yoongi's aftercare after such a tiring scene.

He feels a warmth draped over his waist.

He waits patiently, his form rapidly growing cold, the silence surrounding him chilling him
further. He opens his eyes, though all that stares back is darkness,the blindfold still securely
attached and in place.

"Sir", he croaks, a lump quickly forming on his throat. Adrenaline and endorphins are quick
to wear off, panic immediately taking their place as he pulls on his binds, his legs attempting
to break free.

"S-SIR '',he cries out, louder this time as his heart rate picks up, his arms struggling
desperately to free themselves. He feels too vulnerable, too exposed without his Dom's warm
safe touch to sooth him.

"Yoongi please", he sobs, tears flowing freely under his blindfold as a deep unfamiliar feeling
takes root in his chest. His hazy mind is fearful, wanting to wake from this dream, an
unpleasant feeling of dread consuming him.

"YOONGI",....

"SHHHHH", he hears to his left, soft hands caressing his cheek. He feels a towel wiping
away his mess, his legs discreetly unbound before a pair of soft sweatpants are pulled up to
cover his modesty. His arms are freed next, his hands reaching for the blindfold as hurt and
anger wash through him. His hands are grasped midair to stop him removing the blindfold, a
hoodie thrown over his head, his arms delicately placed into the armholes.

He rambles deliriously in frustration. His confusion bleeds into his words.

"Why did you do that?, where were you?Where did you go?', he cries out now, full on
sobbing as the panic takes hold again.

"Why did you leave me here like that I was so scared, I couldn't see", he slurs, I-I was cold,
and scared, Why wouldn't YOU ANSWER ME', he gasps out hysterically, embarrassed at
being so alone and exposed after their scene.

A pair of arms wrap around him, lifting him bridal style from the massage table. He curls into
the warm body, stiffening immediately. He senses something is off. Reaching up with an
unco-ordinated hand,she slowly pulls off his blindfold.

His heart plummets, bile rising in his throat as Hoseok's sorrowful eyes stare back at him.
Taehyung and Jungkook walk either side of them as they make their way to a secluded
alcove, somewhere out of possible harm's way.

Jimin wails, pain etched deep in his chest as his haze addled mind struggles to grasp at what's
going on, his thoughts spilling from his lips as his confusion grows.

"What did I do? M'bad right? Why did he leave me? ",he slurs. The fog only creates more
confusion as he tries to make sense of everything. His tears threaten to cut off every word,
hiccuped breaths choking him as an overwhelming urge to throw up consumes him.

Scrambling to his feet out of Hoseok's arms he sways where he stands, disoriented and
unsteady. Taehyung reaches for him, though Jimin shrugs him off as his pain and confusion
turn him hysterical.

"Leave me be", he sobs, crying out as Jungkook's arms wrap around him, a soft low rumbled
order of "Breathe Jimin" reaching his ears. Alarm bells ring knowing the order hasn't come
from his own Dom.

In that moment, his mind comes to a heartbreaking conclusion of its own. That Yoongi left
him because Jimin told him he loved him.

"Get your hands off me", he tells Jungkook, his tone cold, demanding, overflowing with
grief, leaving no room for debate.

The warmth of Jungkook's embrace leaves him, his palms outstretched before him to show he
means no harm.

"Jimin you need aftercare, you can sit with us until Yoongi gets back if you like, you can't
leave like this.

Jimin's face is a blank canvas, his heart reeling at the mere mention of his Dom's, the Dom
who left him. He takes a moment to think, running through the scene in his mind, trying to
pinpoint the exact moment Yoongi had given up on him.

Yoongi's pov.

His heart has never beat so hard or fast for another. Nothing would ever compare to hearing
Jimin cry out those words to him. Kissing his cheek, his lips, his jaw, he nuzzles their noses
together, his whole world laying beneath him.

"Jiminah,I lo-
The grip around his wrist pulling him upright and away from his sub feels like a bucket of
cold water to the face.

"Yoongi I need to talk to you, it's urgent", he hears in a panicked rush of breath.

His eyes must be deceiving him. He refuses to believe this is happening.

"What the fuck do you think your doing Eun-woo", he growls furiously, immediately
covering Jimin with his hanbok before tucking himself back into his black slacks. Gripping
her wrist he drags her from the scene, his endorphin addled mind wanting to get her as far
away from Jimin as he can.

"Hoseok", he roars as the other Dom approaches with bulging eyes, "See to Jimin, clean him
up, keep him safe until I get back'.

"What, wait no Jesus Christ Yoongi get the fuck back here", Hoseok roars after the two,
looking around for Jimin and taking a shocked step back seeing him alone, strapped to the
table, his limbs struggling to free themselves just as a fearful cry reaches his ears.

He see's Jin's furious form stalk from the bar at the far end of the club, following in Yoongi
direction. He stops by where Jungkook and Taehyung lay on a sofa in each other's arms,
relaying a message to them both. Their eyes bulge before they get to their feet, looking to
where Jimin's shivering form lays.

Yoongi drags Eun-woo to the hallways near his office. Eyes boring into hers he demands
pointing an accusing finger at her,

"What the fuck are you doing here, how could you barge in on our moment like that have you
lost your fucking mind".

"I had to come to warn Jimin, '' his father called. They wanted to know where the club is.
They're coming to take him home", she rushes out, eyes welling with tears, her guilty
conscience eating away at her existence.

"What the fuck do you mean his parents called. How do you even know each other? How do
they know anything about this?" the Dom fumes, rooted to the spot as an uneasy feeling
washes over him.

"I emailed his father before, the night of the tires. I told him about Jimins involvement with
you and the club. I'm sorry. It was before I got help and treatment", she cries, her head in her
hands as her body slumps against the wall behind her.

"Do you have any idea what you've done, Eun-woo? Do you know what this will do to him?
How could you do th-

"I know, OK. I know and I wanted to warn him.I thought I had more time to talk to him
again, to tell him everything', the brunette explains, hands wringing together nervously. "But
then his father called, saying that if the Academy wouldn't send him home he'll come take
him himself".

"What do you mean", Yoongi asks, a cold shiver running down his spine, knowing the answer
before she even opens her mouth to speak.

"His father informed the Academy, hoping they'd fire him and he'd have no choice but to
move back home. After seeing Jimin's showcase go viral, he knew that wasn't going to work
so-

"Jimin's father was the one who informed the Academy", Yoongi butts in, heart plummeting
at the lengths his family would go to just to have Jimin do what they want, live how they
want.

"Yeah, they want him to give up on dan-

"You two have fucked up more than i ever thought humanly fucking possible", Jin snaps,
striding quickly towards the two.

Directing his gaze at the petite brunette he shakes his head in disappointment.

"You've spent enough time in this lifestyle to know never to interrupt a scene, I can't believe
you", he frowns, observing Eun-woo and seeing the moment the gravity of her actions hits
her. Big brown eyes widen sorrowfully as a heavy exhale spilling from her lungs.

"And you", he aims at Yoongi, his tone flat, laced with sadness.

"You left your sub directly after a scene, alone in subspace, exposed, vulnerable. You need to
get back to him, he's hysterical, so deep into subdrop he's scaring Taehyung", he finishes,
face blank as he turns on his heels.

Yoongi stands rooted to the spot, pain etched on his face before taking off after Jin. Self
loathing weighs him down as he turns the corner, coming face to face with his inconsolable
sub trying desperately to escape Namjoons embrace.

The core group are all present, trying to soothe the disoriented and confused blonde while
Taehyung watches on nervously from a few feet back, tears clinging to his lashes.

"STOP, let him go", Yoongi calls out, noticing immediately how Jimin's struggle ends. His
head whips around trying to find his Dom, his shoulders sagging in a mixture of relief and
apprehension when their eyes meet.

"Jimin, take a deep breath for me", he says softly, reaching a hand out which the dancer takes
willingly. He takes a breath immediately after, his sadness overwhelming him as he crumbles
in Yoongi's arms. The two embrace each other for what feels like an eternity until the fog
clears.
Coming around slowly, the gravity of the situation bears down on the blonde, all hell
breaking loose as tears continue to spill from his stinging orbs once more.His heart thuds
heavily in his chest as it carries the weight of his pain.

"How could you leave me alone like that? What the fuck is wrong with you. I was so scared",
Jimin yells, pulling away from Yoongi's warm hold.

"Give me one good reason why you'd leave me up there like that", he asks, his yells turning
to a heartbroken sob.

At that very moment, Eun-woo steps out of the shadows,her sad eyes meeting Jimin's.
Yoongi's panicked gaze see's the moment Jimin comes to a conclusion that would never truly
happen. His eyes welling with tears as they flit over and back between the former couple.

"Jimin no, I swear it's not what you think, Don't believe that for a second", he blurts out,
rushing forward to wrap his arms around the man he loves, the man he never fully got to
confess to.

"Jimin stands there motionless, arms hanging limp by his side as Yoongi sways them in a
comforting manner. The gesture doing nothing to warm the icy chill that freezes over Jimin's
shattered heart.

"Please Jimin, you have to believe me, I Would never betray your trust like that", Yoongi
pleads, pulling back to look into Jimin teary eyes.

Jimin thinks back to all the hurt he's been through when it comes to these two. His resolve
comes much too late for his fragile soul as he focuses back on Yoongi, his tired eyes, and the
barely hidden pain in them. He knows what's coming, but he's powerless to stop it.

"Jiminah",Yoongi croaks, shaking his shoulders gently. "Please say something".

So he does, he says the only thing he can think of, the one thing he thought he would never
be pushed to say by Min Yoongi,

"Yellow", he sobs, pulling himself from Yoongi's grip and out of his reach. Not even the
sound of the pianist's gut wrenching pleas as he attempts to reach out are enough to bring him
back as he breaks into a run, out the door and away from the man he loves.

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 Chapter 12
Chapter Summary

Jimin's fight or flight instinct kick in. Is it too late for Yoongi to make amends?

I've been made aware today that the topic of miscarriage was untagged and caused
distress to a reader. While I was sure I had it tagged from the beginning, the
responsibility falls on me fully to double check my work. I apologise wholeheartedly to
anyone this has caused upset to. I would never intentionally not tag a sensitive topic. My
previous fic has that same tag and there would be no sense in me tagging it in one fic but
not another, so please trust it was an honest mistake on my part. As I said in my previous
fic , this is a sensitive topic for me due to my own past experiences so I honestly would
never want to trigger someone. There are other tags I had also been sure I'd added at the
beginning, so the tags have been updated. I can only think that I knocked some of them
off accidently whilst distracted during the first update. To the reader who's been upset by

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this, I hope you will be ok and know that I will be much more careful in the future. I
truly am sorry for causing you distress

Yoongi's mind blanks out trying to grasp the reality of Jimin needing to be away from him so
desperately, he would use his safeword outside of a scene. Being in Dom-space had clouded
his judgment to a degree that he knows will be impossible to come back from.

There will be no making this up to Jimin, no apology good enough to mean shit after what
he's done. Right now, in this moment, he feels nothing.Numbness seeps into his bones, a cold
so frigid it would terrify him had he any feeling left, a dark void filling the aching hole in his
chest.

He hears the others murmuring around him, their harsh voice's cutting into the air. He knows
they are all directed at him, yet he doesn't have the capacity to take in what's being said to
him, asked of him. Nothing matters anymore. No words can help him now.

His shoulders are gripped, small dainty hands weakly attempting to shake done sense into
him, their efforts unsuccessful as he shrugs them away. The figure before him barely manages
to pull him from his trance.

"What are you doing? Go after him, why are you standing here doing nothing? Get up. Now.
Don't be a fool Yoongi, You'll regret it for the rest of your days", Eun-woo tells him sternly,
trying once again to shake him,her hands shoved away once more.
"None of this would have happened had you not shown up, don't pretend to care all of a
sudden when your actions have set all of this in motion. Everything, including the Academy,
it's all your doing", Yoongi spits out angrily, pointing a trembling finger at her.

The shocked whispers of the others don't go unnoticed, their disappointed looks tearing holes
in Eun-woo's heart. Her head dips low in shame. She knows he's right, every word he says is
true. This is indeed all her doing.

"Yes it's all my fault", she admits. "I'll make no excuses for what I've done, but I'm here,
trying to fix my mistakes, or at least lessen their consequences. Standing here feeling sorry
for yourself won't bring him back to you. You have to go get him Yoongi", she cries out. "He
makes you happy, truly happy. I've never seen you look at anyone the way you look at him,
like he's your whole world, and you make him happy too. True happiness is so rare, so why
are you giving up on it, on him?",she pleads.

"I'm giving up because he has. There is no fixing this.I don't think you've fully grasped what's
happened here tonight",Yoongi yells. Shame burns through him, disbelief at his own actions
clouding him in the wake of everything that's just happened. Turning on his heels he leaves
the group behind, each of them staring after him with worried frowns etched across their
faces.

Eun-woo looks at each of them, waiting for them to spring into action. None of them do,
apart from Taehyung. Each Dom knows their presence would only distress the heartbroken
sub even more. Each of them goes against their caring protective nature and letting Jimin go.

❤⛓❤

Jimin's shoe's crunch across the gravel of the car park, the sound jarring through the quiet
night. His sniffles and hiccuped cries disturb what little birds remain asleep in the trees
overlooking the car park. His stinging orbs barely manage to lead him in the right direction.

Unable to find his car, his eyes weave through the many parked vehicles. His watery vision
makes the task difficult, his confusion growing the longer he searches. He can't possibly go
back in and ask for help. He needs to be away from here, from anything that reminds him of
Yoongi.

"Jimin-shi", he hears, the whisper almost inaudible from behind him.

"What do you want Eun-woo", he asks, his tone flat, dejected, void of any and all emotion as
his heart bleeds black.

"I promise you Yoongi was telling the truth Jimin-shi", she explains. "It's really not what you
think. It's you who I came here to talk to, I panicked and entered the scene and for that I
apologize", she tells him. Her feet shuffling awkwardly on the gravel.

"Please allow me to explain", she begs, voice trembling while Jimin feels arms wrap around
him pulling him back into a warm sturdy chest. The chin resting on his shoulder , the faint
scent of soothing cologne lets him know instantly that it's Taehyung that holds him, their
growing bond helping to ground him in the moment.
His skin prickles due to the close contact, the after effects of the flogger kissing his skin now
burning along his tender flesh. The lack of aftercare makes itself known, adding more pain to
his already splintered being.

The numbness wears off frighteningly fast, the urge to turn back, to run into the arms that
once meant safety and beg for them to soothe his aching body and soul tears a ragged breath
from his exhausted form.

"Now is not a good time Eun-woo", he croaks, voice cracking on her name.

"I know, I know Jimin-shi but once you hear me out, maybe you will understand better.
Maybe you won't be in such a rush to leave", she barters.

"Fine", he sighs, too tired to fight his corner, "but make it quick".

So she does, she tells him everything. His family's response to her email, their betrayal by
informing the Academy, their fury at Jimin not returning home to them after losing his job.

"So they thought by informing the Academy and leaving me without a career, I'd have no
option but to go running back home, and what, beg for them to take me in?", Jimin whispers.
"They would go to such lengths just to have me live how they want, force my hand to turn
my back on dance?".

"Yes", Eun-woo replies, her head hanging low, voice barely audible.

"And they're on their way to Seoul now?", he murmurs, silent tears spilling from his eyes as
he turns to face her.

"Yes, I'm so sorry",the petite brunette sniffles."That's why I needed to see you right away.
Your father said he'd drag you from the club himself if it comes to that, if you don't go with
him willingly.

"And you have all this in email?" he asks.

"No, our first correspondence was through email, anything after was through text. But yes, I
have all of it and I assure you I haven't spoken with him before tonight since that first
weekend when I contacted him", Eun-woo sobs guiltily.

"If you want to make it up to me, send all correspondence you've had with my father to
Jackson. I'll have him file a restraining order in my absence", he tells her, his voice laced with
steely determination, fight warring with flight, balancing somewhere in between.

"In your absence, What do you mean Chim?",Taehyung asks, gripping the blondes cheeks,
his own eyes filling with tears at the thought of losing the person he deemed to be his
platonic soulmate.

"I'm leaving Seoul. I can't be here right now", he sobs, old wounds opening in his heart, his
fear of the past leaving him with no option but to fight his family from afar.
"If my father finds me now, I won't be strong enough to stand my ground, I know I'll cave
under pressure".
"No, we'll help you, we'll be here for you no matter what", Taehyung promises, grasping
Jimins hands desperately. His pleading eyes shed tears for the man trembling before him. "I
don't want to lose you, you're my best friend", he admits sadly.

"You're not losing me, I just can't be here right now. I won't stay just to be dragged back
home to marry someone they deem good enough to raise their social standing. I have to go",
he cries out, fear and sorrow drowning him as the life he's built crumbles around him.

"I'm so sorry Jimin-shi", Eun-woo sobs, knowing full well exactly how Jimin feels in the face
of his parents' careless demands. Promising to send everything to Jackson before turning her
back, she rushes away. The sound of a car pulling out of the car park alerts them to her
departure, the dancer hoping that at the very least, with everything now out in the open she
can move forward and make something of herself.

"What are you going to do about Yoongi", Taehyung sniffles, his hands gently rubbing up and
down Jimins arms to ease his shivering form.

"Nothing Taehyung. Right now I need time away from him, from everything concerning him
and Eun-woo. When the time is right it won't be up to me to make a move", he
acknowledges. "I've dealt with a lot since meeting Yoongi, but tonight was too much.
I need him to not always run at the first sight of her. I need him to want to put me first", he
chokes out. "I just need him to love me", he finishes, crumbling in his best friend's arms,
unaware of the pianist's tear stained face taking his every word to heart from across the car
park.

"Shhhhhh, I'm sorry, let's get you home ok, I'll make you tea and help you pack",Taehyung
sniffles, sadness overwhelming him at the thought of no more weekend lunch dates or
midweek movie marathons with the blonde.

Jimin pulls back, crying even harder as he hiccups a breathy, "I can't find my car. It's gone",
wiping at his face with the sleeve of his Hoodie.

Taehyung clicks his tongue. Trying to pull a snije from the dancer he mutters a cheeky, "You
big baby, what would you do without me huh. You came in Yoongi's car. Yours is parked at
his place. I'll take you there", before leading Jimin hand in hand to his own car.

No words are spoken as they drive through the city, the bright colorful lights doing nothing to
brighten his mood like they usually would with Yoongi by his side. Once they pull into the
underground carpark he gets out immediately, his body on autopilot, dreading the task ahead.

"Are you sure you don't want me to come up with you", Taehyung asks, his bottom lip
wobbling as Jimin leans back in for a long hug.

"Thanks but I really need to be alone right now", he answers, pulling back to shut the car
door.

He stands there until Taehyung drives away, his heart already missing his twin troublemaker.
Making his way up through the skyscraper, the elevator comes to a stop. Using the key
Yoongi had given him, he lets himself in.
He makes short work of grabbing his belongings, surprised at how much of his own stuff had
made its way over here through these past months. A testament to how much time he spent
here with the pianist, nurturing their bond, hoping to build a future with him.

He spots Yoongi's favorite black hoodie at the end of the bed. Grasping for it, he brings it to
his nose. The scent of spicy cologne and Yoongi brings him to his knees. Heartsick sobs leave
his throat hoarse, the pain and loss leaving him an empty shell.

He could curl up and sleep here, forget about the world and the family that wishes to drag
him down. As much as his heart wants to, he knows he can't. He knows he deserves better.
Getting to his feet he shoves the hoodie in with the rest of his belongings. Making his way
back through the apartment, he takes one last look around before pulling his hands from the
kitchen counter.

Walking out of the place he'd come to love as his second home, the heavy sound of the door
closes behind him, the echoing thud a reminder of the door being locked shut in his heart.

❤⛓❤

Yoongi races through the streets, taking more risks than are deemed legal to make it back to
his place before it's too late. He speeds up in an attempt to make it through the next set of
traffic lights on the verge if turning red. He curses himself for turning off his phone, tonight
of all nights.

Having Taehyung burst through the door of his office to scold him for not answering his calls
had been unexpected, but hearing that Jimin was packing to leave Seoul right at that moment
had him moving so fast it made his head spin.

Having heard Jimin spill his heart to Taehyung in the carpark, he'd thought he had more time.
He was sure Jimin would have seen things more clearly the next day, that the dancer would
know that regardless of their status, Yoongi would do all he could and keep him safe.

Pulling into his usual parking spot somewhat haphazardly, he jumps out rushing to the
elevator. The journey upwards feels longer than normal, his stomach flip-flopping with
anxiety. His mind tries to think of any solution to get Jimin to stay, to just talk to him.

His hands tremble uncontrollably as he attempts to unlock the front door. He rushes through
the apartment to beg the younger not to leave the city, dance, him. His heart drops further
with each room he searches, his feet leading him back to the kitchen.

Bewildered, he takes out his phone, barely managing to unlock it in his anxious state. Dialing
Jimin's number yields no results, his calls connecting straight to voicemail. The glint of an
object catching the moonlight out the corner of his eye steals away his attention.

Stepping closer, his trembling hand reaches for it. Recognition and understanding dawn on
him like heavy waves. Their weight crashes over his heart and wash away his sense of peace,
leaving him feeling like a cold sunken wreck at the bottom of a vast ocean.
Walking in a daze towards his room he strips off, climbing under the duvet to rest his head on
pillows that smell of nothing but Jimin, a reminder of what almost was, of what could have
been his. His tears are endless, the need to close his eyes overwhelming as sleep burns his
lids.

Though he refuses. His heart is not strong enough to see once more, the image of his kitchen
counter, the marble worktop empty, all except for Jimin's key and the black velvet choker. Its
kitten bell glinting in the moonlight, almost as bright as Jimin had shone in his arms.

⛓❤⛓

It happened so abruptly it left Jimin reeling. The loss of Yoongi's warm, safe presence from
his life is a constant reminder of how lonely he now is without him. The weeks since he had
arrived here have been dull. Not even the beautiful scenery is enough to pull him out of his
sorrowful state.

The phone call he'd had with Yoongi days after leaving had been the most difficult
conversation either of them had ever had.

{ "Jiminah, please don't hang up. If you don't want to talk then don't but please hear me out",
Yoongi had asked, his voice low, pained, unable to mask his emotions.

"I won't hang up, I picked up didn't I", Jimin had replied. the same strain evident in his tone
as two hearts broke together.

"Are you ok? Are you-, I'm sorry Jiminah, I'm so fucking sorry", Yoongi had choked out, his
words muffled through his efforts to hold back the tears welling in his eyes. "I never meant to
be so careless with you. I never meant to leave you there like that. I just, we were having a
moment and I, I didn't want her anywhere near you. Near us, especially in that moment", he'd
explained through a throat clogged with emotion.

"I know, but it doesn't excuse what happened Yoongi. I can't keep being left behind, for her,
no matter how well meaning your intentions were. I needed you, but you left me there. You
should have called Jin to take her away", Jimin had sniffles, his emotions still raw.

"I know, but I panicked. I wasn't thinking straight. Please, I know I made a lot of mistakes but
I never intended to make you feel second best, or a stand in. You were my priority Jiminah.
You,- you're still my priority".

The sorrowful sobs that break free from Jimin's throat tear at Yoongi's heart. Desperation to
comfort him has a choked sob of his own drowning out the younger's.

"Please, come back, let me make it up to you. I miss you so much. At least just come home,
take back the life you've built here Jimin. If you don't want ro come back and see me then at
least come back for yourself", he begged as his voice trembled through his words. "I never
meant to push you away from everything and everyone you've known here. I should have
stopped you, begged you to stay that night, fought harder for you".
"Hyung, I can't come back. Not right now. Too much has happened. It's too fresh. I need to be
away from everything, the club, the Academy. I need to Not worry about looking over my
shoulder, worrying my family will wear me down and bring me home to live an empty life.
I'm tired Yoongi", he cried out. "We have to heal, both of us. We've been through too much. I
don't want it to continue to negatively affect our lives. We can't live like this".}

Yoongi's parting words have echoed through Jimin's mind each night since then. His eyes
watery gaze looks out over the moonlit ocean just outside his window as sleep continues to
evade him.

{"I had planned that scene for days, Jiminah, had wanted to show you that you could let
down the last of your defenses around me. I wanted you to know you could tell me often how
you truly felt without holding back. In the end I achieved the opposite. He had explained, his
heartbreaking bleeding into his words.
"My desperation to keep you away from a part of my life that almost ruined me, drove you
away in the end. I will forever be sorry I hurt you so deeply Jimin-ah, but mostly", he
gasped,voice cracking with the force of his sorrow, "Mostly I'm sorry I never got the chance
to tell you-..

The long pause followed by muffled sniffles had alerted Jimin the Yoongi's deep distress. He
hung on to his every word, acknowledging that the pianist's heartache matched his own. Both
of them struggled to come to terms with how badly everything had gone wrong.

Jimin's heart had skipped a beat in his chest, heat creeping up the back of his neck as he
urged him to continue with a softly sniffled,
"Never got the chance to tell me what?.

"I'm sorry, I can't. Not like this. Take care Jiminah", Yoongi had blurted out, the line going
dead, leaving Jimin to drown in an emptiness that left him struggling to leave his bed each
morning.}

The only thing forcing him to get up was his bank account almost running dry. It had forced
him to look for work. His experience in dance proves once again to be his saving grace. His
recent showcase going viral had ensured he was first choice as candidate for the upcoming
summer festival. The large-scale week-long event ensured Jimin was kept busy teaching 5
groups a different choreography for each day of the celebrations.
The days bled into each other, cold winter turning to light spring. Jimin continued on
autopilot, learning the hard way that time does not necessarily heal all wounds.

He missed Yoongi more with each passing day. Any and all attempts to date and take his
mind off of the pianist ended with him leaving early, unable to stop himself from comparing
them to the one who holds his heart. He was left wondering time after time, what it was that
Yoongi had never gotten to say.

Deciding to see a therapist brought a clarity to Jimin that he never knew he needed. His
internal image of himself, affected by his childhood, had always led him to believe he held
full responsibility for things he had no control over. Their sessions showed him that was in
fact, not true. It helped him with his journey of self love and self discovery but brought his
thoughts right back to Yoongi. It was the pianist who had helped him see who he truly was
deep down.

Yoongi had taught him that it was ok to embrace his wants and desires, that he deserved to
live a fulfilled life, a life Jimin had wanted to build with the elder. All in all, things had begun
to improve for him by the time summer rolled in, the only thing holding him back from being
truly happy was the gaping hole left in his heart that was once full of Yoongi. The radio
silence from him these past months left him aching with loneliness. His days were filled with
dance practice, meticulously teaching each move to the many dancers under his guidance. His
evenings were spent walking the length of the shore outside his beach house.

The nights though, those were the loneliest. He didn't think he would ever not miss the
feeling of warmth that used to surround him just by being in the same room as Yoongi. He
loved him like no other the day he left.Even now, eight months later he loves him still. The
temptation to pack up and return now that the threat of his family no longer looms overhead
is a hard one to control. He knows he can't. The dancers are relying on him.

Yoongi is faring no better. He curses himself each day for not taking Jin's advice long ago, to
seek out a therapist to help him through his issues after Eun-woo. If he had,would things have
turned out differently? He's convinced they would have.

Had he healed before meeting Jimin they would have had a clean slate. A healthy foundation
strong enough to build skyward, both of them unstoppable together. He knows this, fully
believes it. So much so that he did seek out a therapist, their progress slow but steady.

His therapist strongly urged him to talk to Eun-woo, to tell her honestly how their
relationship affected him. As much as he was against the idea, he knew it was needed. The
two had met to try resolve any residual frustration and hurt that should have long ago been
addressed. Both finally having the closure they needed, their healing truly began. Though
separately. Yoongi made it clear that though he wished her well, they could no longer have
any contact. He was closing that chapter of his life for good.

Through the months, his longing for Jimin never waned. Week after week he held himself
back from calling wanting to give the dancer the time and space he needed. Written messages
were left unsent, typed out only to be deleted time and again.

He knew that Taehyung was aware of Jimin's location, and knew they kept in regular contact.
The desire to ask of his whereabouts was all consuming. So much so that he had begun to
avoid the younger, fearing if he asked, his request would be shot down.

Through his own healing, many aspects of his life changed for the better. The tense
atmosphere between him and the rest of his group of friends after the night Jimin left, slowly
started to improve. Each of them now happy and proud to see him finally working on
himself.

Their close familial bond grew in leaps and bounds, their weekly get togethers resuming just
before summer began. Though the empty space left by Jimin's absence was a constant
reminder to all of them that an important part of their family was still missing.
His love for the dancer never waned. The bell collar left behind by Jimin now took home on
the nightstand right next to his bed, the same bed that had never warmed up since Jimin left,
no matter how many fleece blankets lined the Duvet. His whole existence felt cold without
Jimin in his arms.

The following weeks were spent gathered around Jungkook's living room, the engaged pair
excitedly planning their wedding with the help of their friends. The excitement surrounding
the pair was palpable, their happiness spilling over the whole group.

Taehyung had taken over planning their bachelor party, a whole week away for the six of
them and the members of both their families. His only request to his friends was to just "go
with it". The statement draws a series of concerned statements from the group.

"Fuck that doesn't sound good/ what the fuck have you planned/ will we make it back in one
piece", and Jungkooks wary "Last time you told me to just go with it I woke up hungover
with a full sleeve and pierced nipples".

Hoseok's chuckle fills the air, the others soon joining in as Yoongi watches on from the
sidelines. He feels the dull ache of Jimin's absence throb heavily in his chest. His thoughts
wander to what he might be doing right now, wondering if he's happy, if he's doing ok.

His longing only grows stronger by the day. The love he feels for the dancer is endless, his
heart unwilling to let go knowing they have unfinished business.

Jimin feels that same dull ache, it tugs at him throughout his day's and drowns him through
sleepless nights.

In his beach house on the island, he pulls his forgotten suitcase out from under the bed.
Opening the zipper for the first time since he unpacked months ago, he's hit with the fading
scent of Yoongi's cologne. Pulling out the black hoodie, he brings it to his nose.

Cradling the item in his arms he thinks to himself, "this is progress". His heart longs to be
surrounded by Yoongi, so surround himself he does. Pulling the hoodie over his head feels
like home. The warmth that envelopes him is the first taste of comfort he's felt in months.

It leaves him wondering with deep sorrow, why after all this time has Yoongi not contacted
him. Had he closed his heart off to him, had he given up on them, or was he waiting for Jimin
to make a move. The what if's weigh heavily on his shoulders.

Though one thing is for sure, no matter how long it takes, he knows Yoongi will eventually
come back to him. For he too knows, without a doubt that they have unfinished business.
Jimin however, is weary of waiting in pain. He can't afford to wait for him forever.
His broken heart can't take it. His only hope now is that Yoongi can gather the courage to
make a move, before it's too late.

❤⛓❤

The destination is everything Taehyung had hoped it would be. The resort has many
amenities, a tennis lawn, a spa, and a recreation room. The state of the art gym is what made
him choose this spot, knowing how much Jungkook would love it.

The rooms are bright and airy, perfect for escaping from the harsh sun when it gets too much.
The stress of wedding planning these past months melts away the longer he and Jungkook
splash around in the pool. The presence of their family members brightens the whole
celebration. Mostly he's happy to finally see Yoongi smiling after months of loneliness left
him a withered shell of his former self. Squinting his eyes, he turns to Jungkook,paranoia
sneaking into his thoughts.

"Should we step in there", he asks, nodding to where Yoongi and Jungkook's cousin Dae sit
huddled over a chessboard under a parasol. Dae's delighted squeals as he knocks over one of
Yoongi's pieces and cries out a smug "checkmate", have Taehyung scowling at him.

The man has been glued to Yoongi's side these past four days. Wherever you saw one, you
were sure to see the other. Dae had even convinced Yoongi to join them for a whole day of
sightseeing and hiking much to everyone's surprise.

"Nah leave them be, They've always been close like that, you have nothing to worry
about",Jungkook reassures with a kiss to his temple,reminding his pouting fiance that should
something happen, it would not be their place to intervene.

"But Jimin", Taehyung says softly, his brows drawing downward with worry.

"I know", but there's nothing we can do about that. All we can do is hope for the best",he
murmurs, pulling the brunette into his arms.

"Don't let this worry you. You've spent so much time arranging this trip. You deserve to enjoy
it more than anyone, everything else can be dealt with later",he whispers in his ear,
Taehyung's answering nod unsure as he sees Dae slither onto Yoongi's sun lounger.

Laying his head on the pianist's chest while he throws a leg over the elders, Tae notices
Yoongi stiffen slightly, then relax, his arm coming up to wrap around the other's shoulder.
The unsettling feeling in his gut only grows watching the two fall asleep together.

"I'm sorry you can't tell me that's normal behavior", Taehyung blurts out, unable to shake the
feeling that there's something more going on between the two.

"It is normal, just look at Jin Hoseok and Joon", he soothes carefully, sensing the brunette's
discomfort.

Taehyung looks over to where the three are lounging on a large sunbed together. Hoseok
passes drinks to the others while Jin ensures they keep their sunscreen topped up, fussing
over Namjoons burnt shoulders after hours of playing volleyball unprotected from the
midday sun.

"That's different and you know it. We're that close because we spend so much time together,
and even then Yoongi's not like that even with us very often", he finishes, swimming to the
edge of the pool to climb out and dry off, his worry growing by the minute.
Jungkook follows him, having to admit to himself that now that he thinks about it, Taehyung
does have a valid point. The elder kept it to simple handholding when needing affection or
human connection. His own gut twists with suspicion now.

"Maybe it's not a bad idea to keep an eye on them", he finally admits, rubbing sunscreen on
Taehyung's back. "Try not to worry too much, ok, It's our last night here before moving on to
the old town, try to enjoy it", he says, turning the sub in his arms to kiss his lips softly.

"Yeah ok", Taehyung replies, kissing back softly before twisting a nipple piercing between
his fingers, pulling a sharp screech from his Dom.

"What the hell was that for?"Jungkook asks in shock, trying to conceal a grin.

"That was for doubting me", the brunette pouts, heat soon pooling in his stomach seeing the
familiar dominating look that passes through Jungkook's eyes before he smirks. Lunging for
his lover, he throws him over his shoulder as though he weighs nothing.

"Taehyung's giggled shrieks draw the attention of everyone around the pool area. His laughter
turns to pleas as Jungkook's chuckled, "This is for being a brat", reaches his ears. Then he's
flying into the air, coming down only to be engulfed by water.

Getting his feet under him in the pool, he brushes his wet hair out of his eyes. Half scowling,
half trying not to laugh he roars,

"Jeon Jungkook I want a divorce", much to the younger's amusement. Jumping into the pool
after him sends the brunette scrambling to swim away.

The younger soon catches him, pulling him into a heated kiss before murmuring against his
lips,

"When we marry,it will be forever, there will be no divorce".

Pulling back to stare into his Dom's eyes, his stomach flips. The bright adoring smile on
Jungkook's face has him humming a soft "mhmm", nodding slowly in agreement before
throwing his arms around his shoulders, dunking the younger before swimming off at high
speed.

"Brat", he hears chuckled after him, his previous worry melting away as he spends the rest of
the afternoon in the arms of his fiance, his heart beating steadily in his chest as it finally
dawns on him that this man right here, is his forever.

❤⛓❤

The old town is beautiful, unlike anything Taehyung has ever seen. After settling into their
hotel, the group meet in the lobby, ready to take in the evening's entertainment. Walking
through the streets is surreal. The old style cottages and shop fronts bring a feeling of cozy
warmth Taehyung hadn't been expecting. He loves everything about it, so much so he wishes
they'd spent the whole week here. Jungkook back hugs him as they walk down the street,
lovingly pecking his cheek.
"This place is amazing", Namjoon says, looking around mesmerized by the burst of color that
surrounds them. Lanterns are strung from lamp-posts, colorful bunting and paper flowers are
strung criss cross from building to building. Souvenir and food stalls line the streets,
immediately drawing Jin's attention as he drags Namjoon off to a stall selling seashell art and
tiny crab figurines. The large group spend the next three hours taking in all the sights the
town has to offer before meeting in the town center for the second last night of
the festival's performances.

The sea breeze rustles lightly through the crowd as traditional music spills from the speakers.
Center stage stands a dancer, his bright orange fan covering his face, his stance graceful, his
lines elegant, familiar.

"Taehyung's happy clapping draws the attention of the close knit group as an excited
"Surprise" bursts from his throat, his boxy smile beaming brighter than it has in months as he
takes in his friends' shocked expressions.

The dancer moves as beautifully as ever, his body fluid, each move executed to
perfection.The group of friends stand rooted to the spot at first, unsure if it's their Jimin in
front of them captivating the whole town square. It doesn't take long for Taehyung's
excitement to spill over onto the others, their cheers heard above all others. Taehyung knows
he can hear them by the shy smile and light blush that adorns Jimin's sweet features. When
the performance reaches its end, the crowd erupts. Paper flowers reign down on him from the
audience.

Though he see's none of them. Looking into the crowd his eyes lock with Yoongi's, his heart
soaring, beating wildly as beautiful cat-like eyes take him in. He can see the heavy rise and
fall of Yoongi's chest, his pretty pink lips parted in shock around a whisper of his name.

Unable to stop himself, a bright beaming smile stretches across his face, his pulse galloping
seeing Yoongi stand before him after so many long lonely months. Finally they can put all of
this behind them and hopefully start over. They've spent too long apart, he acknowledges.

His thoughts come to an abrupt screeching halt, his heart plummeting painfully as he takes in
the figure sliding his hand into Yoongi's. Leaning in to whisper something in his ear, he steals
Yoongi's attention away, his gaze on the elder the final crack that shatters Jimin's heart.

❤⛓❤

Both Taehyung and Jungkook see the moment Jimin's elated smile turns to heartbreaking
resignation. The dancer's shoulders slump as though he bares the weight of the world on
them. Bowing to the crowd half heartedly he makes his way from the stage.

Jungkook looks over to where Jimin's gaze had been, tensing when he sees his cousin's hand
in Yoongi's, confusion on his face as he lays his head on the elders shoulder, listening intently
to what he tells him.
"Fuck", he mutters,"this doesn't look good, will you go get Jimin before he runs again", he
asks the brunette, his gaze also on the pair still holding hands in the crowd.

Nodding he asks,"What will you do?".

Frowning, he answers honestly, "I'm gonna do what I should have done yesterday and talk to
those two, see if our suspicions are correct.

Kissing his fiance on the forehead, they part ways reluctantly. Weaving his way through the
crowd, he makes his way towards his cousin and Yoongi. Reaching the two of them he hears
Dae's questioning "What's wrong", a hand brushing the elders shoulder softly.

❤⛓❤

Yoongi barely notices the presence of his college friend beside him, doesn't feel the hand that
slips into his or the head resting on his shoulder as Dae speaks.

"You seem enamored hyung, who is that?".

"My ex", Yoongi whispers, turning to face the other, a look on his face that Dae's never seen
before. Apprehension, nervousness, excitement, fear, happiness, adoration, they're all present
in the wondrous gaze that makes its way back to the stage.

Yoongi looks around in confusion, eyes shifting from the stage to the crowd, his panic
growing by the second.

"Where did he go?"he asks, moving to step closer to the stage, the gentle tug on his hand
going completely unnoticed just as Jungkook steps in front of him.

"Hyung", he says sternly though he eyes them both. "What are you doing,what's going on
between you two?" he asks, making it quite clear that he's unhappy with whatever it may be.

"What", Yoongi asks in confusion, completely baffled by Jungkook's insinuation.

"There's nothing going on, why would you even ask that? I don't have time for this I need to
go find-

"No stop, look at yourselves", he frowns. "This is the first time Jimin has seen you in almost
9 months and this is what he's met with. Are you really going to go looking for him while you
have another man draped all over you?", the young Dom questions.

It's only then that he notices the warmth of a cheek that had once again rested on his shoulder,
the hand linking their fingers together, the free hand gripping his bicep. Looking across the
crowd, he sees their reflection through a shop window.
To an outsider they must look like the perfect picture of a couple in love. To Jimin, Yoongi
knows it looks like he has already moved on, replaced him with someone else. Realization
dawns on him, his immediate response being to rush to Jimin's side, to set things right.

"Where is he?"he asks, pulling his hand from Dae's grasp as he takes a step back, creating
distance between them, the other seeming unwilling to step away so easily, his hand still
gripping Yoongi's bicep.

"Taehyung is with him backstage, they're going to meet us at the restaurant in half an hour.
Dae!", he says in a deep tone, "Your father and brothers waited for you for over an hour for
lunch. You never answered their calls, where were you?".

"I was with Yoongi, in his room", he answers somewhat smugly, earning a wary glance of
confusion from the elder.

Jungkook scoffs, looking between the two of them while clicking his tongue.

"We just watched a movie Dae, Don't try to make it out to be more than that", Yoongi
corrects, his tone flat, rough, unimpressed.

"Next time your family is waiting for you, have the decency to answer their calls", Jungkook
bites before turning on his heels. Taking his phone out of his pocket he sends a text to
Taehyung.

JK- There's nothing going on between them,vThough Dae is interested in Yoongi, who of
course is oblivious to the fact. Do you want me to find you guys?

KTH- Yes please. We're all back here. Jimins trying hard to keep it together. He's stopped
crying,though will probably cry again once I tell him hyung is in fact single 😄

JK- See you in five baby ❤

KTH- 🥰
❤⛓❤

His reunion with the group is bittersweet.The dancer had missed each of them so much. He
had been longing for this moment since Taehyung had begged him to let them use their stag
do in an effort to help the two most stubborn people he has ever met reunite.

He hadn't slept well the past week, his excitement at the possibility of reconciling with
Yoongi had left him a ball of nervous energy. This week he had felt the best he has in the
months since he'd left Seoul, not even the lack of sleep could dampen his mood.
That feeling left him faster than a speeding train seeing Yoongi's hand wrapped in another's.
The sight felt like a swift kick to his gut. The need to rush off stage had his feet moving
before he even realized what he was doing.

Taehyung had found him almost immediately, his arms wrapping around the blonde, holding
him steady while the dam burst behind his eyes.

"It's too late", he had sobbed into his shoulder, his heart unable to take anymore pain.

"Shhhh no don't think that", Taehyung had soothed, drying his tears while the others all
rushed in to pull him into their arms. Their happiness at having Jimin in their sights was
palpable though the one person Jimin longed to see the most was nowhere in sight.

He calmed down somewhat seeing the message Jungkook had sent to Taehyung, though he
couldn't quite get to stop his hands from shaking. The walk to the restaurant was filled with
Jimin asking the others how they'd been these past months.

They happily filled him in, the dancer listening intently to each of them. Before he knows it,
they're standing outside the restaurant where he can see clearly where Yoongi is seated, the
pianist nervously chewing on his thumbnail.

It brings a warmth to his heart he had long forgotten, seeing the elder place a hand on the
empty seat next to him anytime one of the extended group tries to sit, shaking his head to let
them know the seat is saved. He can only hope it's saved for him.

Walking through the doors of the restaurant he notices immediately how Yoongi's demeanor
lights up, the pianist to his feet and striding towards the group in a hurry, stopping before the
dancer. They stand there as if in a trance,taking each other in, hearts racing in sync.

"Jimin-, Jiminie-....Jiminah", he whispers, stumbling over his words as Jungkook ushers the
others to sit down and give them a moment.

"Yoongi-ah, it's good to see you", Jimin whispers back, a blush rapidly spreading across his
cheeks.

"It's good to see you too", Yoongi breathes out. "You look good", he adds.

"So do you", Jimin smiles shyly, "better than ever".

That draws a sharp intake of breath from the elder. His heart skips a beat, never having
anticipated such a warm reception from the blonde.

"Can we talk later", Yoongi asks nervously, eyes on the floor, unsure if the dancer would
reject his request.

"I'd really like that, it's long overdue", Jimin replies, wishing the Dom would look at him
once more.

With a nod of his head towards the dinner table Yoongi gestures for them to join the others.
The action gives Jimin a sense of deja-vu, so reminiscent of how he led Jimin around the club
the first night they met. Jimin follows, coming to a stop before Yoongi reaches the table.

The chair he had been saving was now occupied by the man he'd been holding hands with
earlier. An uneasy feeling settles in his stomach as he backtracks to take the only free seat left
available, around the table directly across from Yoongi.

Hoseok nudges him from his place beside the dancer, asking if he's ok. Jimin nods, plastering
a smile on his face. The last thing he wants to do is create an awkward atmosphere during his
best friend's bachelor party. He wants to enjoy the celebrations with them all.

However it's impossible not to notice the constant petting and fussing Dae does over Yoongi,
his comfort level with Yoongi showing clearly how close they are. Jimins stomach lurches.
Now he questions what Yoongi wants to talk to him about alone.

Maybe he is seeing Dae after all, maybe he wants to break the news to him softly. The
thought sends a wave of nausea barrelling through the dancer. He doesn't have time to dwell
in it though. Namjoon seeing his discomfort works quickly to distract him.

"Jiminah your performance was as beautiful as ever, you must have practiced rigorously for
it", he questions in genuine interest, all eyes at the table now on the blonde.

He smiles sheepishly, a blush rising to his cheeks that instantly has Yoongi's heartbeat
quickening in his chest.

"Yeah we've been rehearsing for months, a different performance for a different group each
day. It's been a lot of work but the dancers are amazing and follow direction really well", he
beams, proud of each of them and how much they have accomplished.

"Wait,you choreographed and directed each dance", Hoseok asks, voice raising an octave in
surprise. "Jiminah that's huge Congratulations", he rushes out, smiling at the blonde before
pulling him into the hug.

"Wait, aren't you that guy from that dance event a few months ago, people are still talking
about it back home", one of the uncles asks from the far end of the table.

"Yeah that was me", Jimin answers bashfully, dipping his head to hide his flaming cheeks.

"You have a bright future ahead", the uncle replies, smiling warmly while Jimin utters a soft
"thank you", in return.

Dinner passes in a blur of laughter that he had missed so much, the mood lightening with
each shot passed around the table. Neither Jimin nor Yoongi drink more than one, both
simultaneously wanting a clear head for their talk later. It's when Jin pipes up things take a
drastic change.

"So now that the festival is over, what next", he asks.

Jimin takes a deep breath, looking Yoongi in the eye before turning to Jin,
"That all depends really. I'll either come back home or take up a post I've been offered in
New York. It could be a huge opportunity to be working in the States, though I haven't
decided yet.

The silence around the table is deafening, all except for Yoongi's fork which falls from his
hand and clatters onto his plate. It startles a yelp out of Hoseok who almost jumps out of his
skin.

The pianist rises from his seat, instantly grabbing Jimin's attention as he motions with his
head towards the door.

"Can we talk", he mouths, pushed into action by the news that Jimin may leave for another
country soon.

The blonde nods softly, pushing his chair back before standing only to be interrupted by
Dae's plea of,

"Yoongi,can you bring me back to the hotel? I don't feel well and my room key is still in your
room from earlier".

Jungkook scoffs, growing tired of what is now an obvious ploy to get close to the elder. He
would walk him back himself but he can't leave his own celebration.

"I'll get you a cab", he decides to chime in with a smirk, ready to bail Yoongi out of this
mess. But the other is too cunning.

"No please, I feel really faint", he says breathlessly, putting on enough of a show that Yoongi
can't possibly refuse. He would risk looking completely disrespectful and careless.

Looking to Jimin he mouths an apology, the blonde nodding unsurely, his gaze flicking
between the two as they turn to leave, Dae clinging to Yoongi to such an extent that the elder
has to hold him up by the waist.

Jimin can only look on through cloudy vision as yet another chance slips through his fingers.
He can't help but think that Dae wouldn't cling to Yoongi's presence so desperately unless he
had a reason. Unless Yoongi had given him one.

The night passes slowly after that, the others assuring Jimin that there was nothing between
them that they know of and that he shouldn't worry himself too much. The gentle reminder
that they would talk after the show tomorrow and that all good things are worth waiting for
have Jimin resting a little easier in his bed that night. Acknowledging the following morning
that simply seeing Yoongi again had led to the most restful sleep he's had in months is easy.
His heart already longs to see him again.

The bachelor party spends the next day sightseeing some more, while Jimin spends his time
with his dancers going over last minute rehearsals. He's counting down the minutes until he
can speak to Yoongi, planning to walk right off the stage and steal him away for an hour.
Those plans come crashing down around him in painful blows when standing from a bow
after his performance, he see's Yoongi once again standing with Dae, the others right beside
them cheering for the amazing performance they had just witnessed.

Dae makes eye contact with him, a smirk on his face before he turns his back to the stage.
Taking Yoongi's face between his hands he leans in, locking their lips together, ripping
Jimin's heart clean out of his chest and stomping out the remaining embers of his love.

❤⛓❤⛓❤⛓❤⛓❤
 Chapter 13
Chapter Summary

A misunderstanding is resolved, but is it too late?

Yoongi recoils from the kiss as If he's been burned, his stomach dropping, his gut coiling
tightly knowing Jimin had seen everything. Unable to conceal his anger he grips Dae's wrists
in his hands, tearing them away from where he had softly gripped the pianist's cheeks.

"What the Fuck do you think you're playing at", he barks, his frown deepening while he steps
back, needing Dae out of his personal space immediately. He turns to walk away only to have
his arm gripped and his body pulled back.

Jungkook steps in, disappointment and anger clear as day on his face.

``I'm trying to help you", Dae bites back, holding eye contact with Yoongi.

"How can you go back to him? Everyone knows of the ex that fooled you into thinking they
were a sub. The ex that almost ruined you", he continues.

"I may not know all the details but I know that as soon as you got with him you could no
longer see your friends, and after being abandoned, you crumbled to the point that no one
could reach you for two years. Why would you willingly want to go back to that", he asks,
genuine concern bleeding into his tone as both Yoongi and Jungkook's eyes widen.

"You fucked up so bad, You fucked shit up for me so fucking bad Dae", Yoongi shouts, hands
shaking with the force of mixed emotions that race through him.

He's pissed as hell, in pure disbelief at the events unfolding around him. Though a small part
of him feels grateful towards his friends willingness to go to such lengths to protect him.

"How did I fuck shit up, by keeping that manipulative fuck away from you. I did you a
favor", he argues back, stepping closer to Yoongi, baffled by the elders' raw anger towards
him.

"You have no idea what you're talking about", Yoongi bites out, pointing a trembling finger at
Dae's chest. "You don't know because I haven't told you. I haven't told youbecause I'm the
one that fucked up with Jimin, and I can hardly live with myself for how much I've hurt him",
he finishes.

Turning to Jungkook who eyes him with pity he asks, "Will you explain everything to him, I
don't have the time, I'm not letting Jimin get away again", before weaving off through the
crowd.
The seconds tick by endlessly, his heart aching in his chest, knowing the only relief he will
find will be in Jimin's arms.

Making his way to the back of the stage, he finds Taehyung slumped on the ground, sitting
back on his heels while sniffling softly.

"Where is he?"Yoongi asks, rushing over to kneel beside him. He already knows the answer,
but his heart is in denial.

"I don't know, I can't find him. He's gone", Taehyung answers, wiping his tears with his
sleeve.

"No", Yoongi growls, standing to full height,"he can't have gotten far, I haven't found him
again just to let him slip away that easily", he says with determination. Reaching out, he
grabs the young subs hands and pulls him to his feet.

Staring him down, he raises an eyebrow.

"What", Taehyung asks, confusion marring his features as he blinks rapidly.

"Come on, out with it. I know you know where he lives", he states, tilting his head to the side
while a sheepish grin spreads across the brunette's face.

"What do I get in return?"he asks cheekily, goading Yoongi's frayed nerves.

"Nothing".

"Ok then bye", he smiles smugly, turning in his heels to walk away.

"Fine, name your price", Yoongi grumbles, not one bit shocked that the notorious brat would
use the situation to his advantage.

"Be Jungkook's best man for the wedding, I know you refused because you don't like the idea
of being so exposed, but I promise you it will be worth it. Jungkook looks up to you so much,
he always has. He doesn't want anyone else, hasn't asked. Please do this, for him.",he pleads.

"I'm gonna need more than that", Yoongi scoffs, shaking his head to stop the lump in his
throat hearing Taehyung speaking so openly about the bond he shares with the youngest.

"Jimin is my best man, he's already agreed. You would be paired up for the first dance",
Taehyung answers, wiggling his eyebrows mischievously to lighten the mood.

"This is fucking entrapment", Yoongi balks, a look of joyful disgrace on his pale features.

"Yes or no", Taehyung asks, smirking while picking imaginary fluffy from his sleeve.

"Yes,I'll do it, obviously", he answers, ,hands hanging by his sides as he sends out a silent
prayer for Jungkook, for all the years ahead in which Taehyung will be his own personal
walking talking menace.
"He lives in one of the beach houses, the one with the yellow door", Taehyung informs him
before smiling and turning to make his way back to Jungkook.

"Brat", the pianist grumbles before he himself makes his way towards the beach, the white
sands and crisp blue ocean bleeding into a sky of oranges and pinks in the distance.

"Please hear me out Jiminah", he thinks to himself as his heart beats faster the closer it gets to
its home.

❤⛓❤

Dae sits on one of the benches dotted around the town square, his face unable to mask the
feeling of utter guilt as Jungkook finishes explaining everything to him.

"I'm sorry, I hadn't spoken to him for so long. I didn't know he had been seeing someone new
since all that shit happened", he admits flatly. "I had heard stories, you know, word gets
around. I thought Jimin was the ex that hurt him", he explains, shrugging his shoulders sadly.

"Yoongi has been hurting, but by his own doing this time. It's Jimin who has borne the brunt
of hyungs past", Jungkook explains sternly.
"Do you have feelings for him", he asks, holding his breath, already knowing the answer.

"Yes, I do", Dae replies. "I don't know why they took root now, I've known him so long", he
chuckles.

"I'm sorry", Jungkook says, his tone a little softer now, but still with a slight sharp edge to it.

"It's fine, it's only been a few days, I'm ok", he admits honestly.

"Can you tell the others I've gone back to the Hotel. I'll apologize to Yoongi tomorrow", he
informs Jungkook who nods in return.

The young Dom watches him leave, his mind reeling from the evening's events and huge
misunderstanding that brought more turmoil down on Jimin. Feeling a pair of arms wrap
around his waist, a chin resting on his shoulder, he feels instant calm surround him.

"Did you find him?"he asks, shoulders slumping at the soft, "No, he was gone when I got
there", whispered into his ear.

"But I bribed Yoongi hyung for his address", Taehyung giggles proudly.

Turning in his arms, Jungkook can't help the hearty laugh that erupts from his chest.

"Of course you did", he smiles,"What did you get out of him this time".

"Oh nothing much, just got him to agree to be your best man for the wedding",Taehyung
beams, his heart warming at the soft expression that takes over Jungkook's beautiful features.

"Never leave me", the Dom whispers happily, pulling his sub into a soft lingering kiss, the
sounds of the festival fading away around them as they lose themselves to each other.
❤⛓❤

The small beach house has Yoongi's heart squeezing in his chest. Everything about it is so
utterly Jimin. The yellow door is the softest shade of pastel he has ever seen, reminding him
of golden strands of blonde hair that would shine in the sunlight.

The rose bushes planted below the windows have a soft smile tugging at the corners of his
lips, their blood red shade reminiscent of the blush that so often marred Jimin's cheeks in his
presence. The incessant need to see that blush once more, tugs at his lonely soul.

Stepping closer he reaches out, knocking solidly on the door. His palms are sweating.
Nervous tension buzzes under his skin. His heart races solidly in his chest the closer the
shuffling inside the house gets to him..He braces himself, unsure if Jimin will even speak to
him.

The door creaks open slowly, the blonde peeking out warily, unused to having visitors call to
his door. Yoongi doesn't miss the sharp intake of breath, the soft sniffles or red blotchy eyes
that stare at him in shock, before the door slams in his face.

"Fuck, Jimin-ah, please, open the door", he pleads, resting his forehead against its smooth
surface.

"I'll stay out here all night if I have to. I'm not leaving until you let me explain what you
saw", he adds.

The door opens once more, slowly, tentatively. Jimin's round teary eyes take in his form, still
in absolute shock that Yoongi had actively searched him out. His stomach churns, both
nervous and excited, yet still somewhat wary.

"I'm sorry I wasn't expecting to see you", he murmurs, unsure if he is awake or dreaming.
Because right now, Yoongi is a dream to him. He stares into his cat like eyes, never wanting
to look away, though he does. They still have much to talk about.

"Do you want to come in?"he asks."I have beers, or ice tea",he offers.

"A beer would be great, I need one after the shit that just happened", Yoongi acknowledges, a
slight frown making its way to his face.

Jimin reaches up softly, unable to stop himself as he runs his thumb over the frown lines to
smooth them out, like he had done so many times before. The action has Yoongi's heart skip a
beat, his eyes softening.

Reaching up he takes hold of Jimin's hand, the smooth skin soft as silk, just as he
remembered. To this day he has yet to touch anything as delicately soft as Jimin's flesh.
Nuzzling his cheek into the blondes palm, he turns slightly to place a gentle kiss to it.

His eyes widen, realizing too late what he's just done. A shocked "Sorry" reaches Jimin's ears
as the pianist internally curses himself for being unable to keep a lid on his old habits.
Jimin's soft giggle sets him at ease, the blushing blonde stepping out of the way to allow
Yoongi into his home. His own nerves frazzled at the soft smile he receives.

Settling on the soft sofa minutes later, beers in hand it's Jimin who speaks first.

"Jungkook and Taehyung called. They told me of the misunderstanding with Dae", he tells
him, unable to stop fidgeting in place.

"He likes you. The only thing I need to know is if you like hi-

"No, I don't", Yoongi interrupts before Jimin even has a chance to let his worrying thoughts
litter the soft air around them.

"He's an old friend from Uni, that's how I first met Jungkook. We were always pretty close,
but drifted apart for a couple of years'', he explains. "I had no idea of his feelings, we've
always been affectionate so our renewed closeness didn't ring any alarm bells for me".

"Ok", Jimin answers.

"Ok? Just like that?" Yoongi asks in shock.

"Yes, I won't say it didn't hurt seeing how close you both were. I thought you both had
something together, though the others assured me you didn't", he murmurs, nervously tearing
at the label of his beer bottle.

"It broke me seeing him kiss you like that though", he admits, a deep breath leaving him as
he looks up into Yoongi's sad piercing gaze.

"I'm sorry", he says sincerely, holding eye contact as Jimin's features soften. Shaking his head
he waves his hands in front of him, beer almost sloshing out of the bottle.

"It's not your fault, it's not like you wanted it to happen so you don't need to apologize", he
rushes out, not meaning to place blame on him.

"I do need to apologize", Yoongi says adamantly, "For so many things, and face to face so
you know how much I mean every word".

Jimin gulps, his emotions rising seeing how much Yoongi's pleading eyes beg for him to
listen.

"I'm sorry for how I handled our first few months together. I brushed you off and treated you
so casually, because I was scared of how drawn I was to you from that first night. I'm sorry
for all the mixed signals, for making you feel unsafe, uncared for. I'm sorry for making you
feel like you weren't my first and only priority, because you were, my only priority", he
admits,
voice cracking with emotion.
"You still are. I've worked so hard on myself these past months, got a therapist to help me
work through things that still affected me, affected us, so that if I ever got the chance to make
you mine again I'd be better for you".
A single tear slides down Jimin cheek, pride for the pianist swelling in his chest. His
happiness at hearing Yoongi had done something meaningful to heal himself fills him with
relief, knowing Yoongi deserves peace, needs it to have a healthy mind.

"I'm really proud of you Yoongi", he sniffles, itching to move closer though knowing it's too
soon.

Yoongi looks at him shyly, a small smile curling his lips upwards.

"Where does this leave us now", he asks, wanting nothing more than to be able to hold the
blonde in his arms again. Wanting desperately to call him his, hope soaring in his chest until
Jimin shatters it.

"I think it leaves us at a standstill, Jimin says weakly. His hands wringing together nervously
while he looks away. I just got off the phone before Taehyung called. I accepted the post in
New York. I'm leaving tomorrow".

❤⛓❤

Sitting in the plane before take off, his conversation with Yoongi the night before plays over
in his head. The pianist's face gave away his heartbreak, unable to fully conceal the crushing
reality that he had lost Jimin behind a tight smile.

"If this is what will make you happy then I fully support you chasing your dreams", Yoongi
had told him as they parted ways after eating take out together. "If you need help with
anything I'm only a call away", he had finished with glistening eyes before reaching out for
the blonde.

Their bleeding hearts had broken, pressed close together as their embrace lasted longer than it
ever had in the past. Neither of them wanted to let go. With one soft lingering kiss to his
temple, Yoongi had stepped away, leaving his heart behind him.

'New York", Jimin thinks now, exhaling nervously while his fingers drum restlessly on his
armrest. The thought of leaving his life behind fills him with nausea and dread. He had taken
the post in a moment of madness. The job had never appealed to him. With his experience it
would be like taking ten steps backwards.

The pay was low, too low even for a beginner. If anything this would completely stall his
career.

"If this is what will make you happy I fully support you chasing your dreams", he hears
echoing around in his head.

He's not happy to take this job. He's not happy to press pause on how far he's come and how
hard he's worked. This job is the furthest from his dreams he can get. His panicked breathing
startles the old lady sitting beside him as his anxiety takes hold.

"Are you ok", she asks gently, patting his trembling hand where it grips the armrest between
them.
His bottom lip wobbles, sadness overwhelming him as a teary, "I don't wanna go", tumbles
from his lips.

"Then don't go honey", she tells him. "It's not too late to change your mind", she soothes,
smiling warmly at him while he nods, drying his eyes with his sleeve.

"Yeah, he whimpers, a small smile tugging at his lips. "You're right, thank you", he finishes,
unbuckling his belt and reaching under the seat in front to pull out his carry-on bag.

Bowing towards the lady smiling back at him, he thanks her once again, beaming as her soft
"Good luck", reaches his ears.

Stepping off the plane feels so right. Face tilted towards the mid morning sun he smiles.
Taking a big deep breath, he lets its warmth wash over him. Retracing his movements he
makes his way back, finding himself standing outside the door of his small beach house.

He had been expecting to leave here once the festival ended. Now he finds himself being
warmly welcomed by the small familiar home. The Rose bushes under the window sway on
the breeze, as if waving to him. Smiling softly to himself he opens the door.

Walking through his home, he makes his way to the kitchen,dragging his luggage behind him.
Reaching into the sink under the cupboard he pulls out a jug, filling it with water before
making his way back outside he waters the plants.

He gently pulls off any sun scorched leaves and petals, leaving renewed plants in their place.
Fresh, healthy, glowing, much like how Jimin feels right now, at peace with his decision to
stay.

Leaning in to sniff a perfectly blooming rose he smiles.

"How about I stick around here for another while hmm", he whispers, a sense of calm taking
over him as he basks under the sun.

Taking out his phone, he opens up the group chat, finally reading the messages he didn't have
the heart to look at the night before. All of them wished him well though expressed their
sadness at how much they would miss him.

🙂
PJM - So I decided I'm not going to New York. I'm staying on here for a while. I'll see you all
in Seoul for the wedding Next month

The influx of messages that he's immediately bombarded with has him giggling lightly on his
front porch. A private message from Yoongi has his heart racing instantly.

MYG - Are you sure this is what you want? You should follow your dreams Jimin. I meant
what I said. I'll support you no matter what.

Jimin smiles, already seeing the effort Yoongi is making to put him first. True to his word he
wants what's best for him, even at the expense of his own happiness. It warms him all over,
gives him hope for their future.
PJM - Then support my decision to stay. I never wanted to go to New York. I don't want to
run from what scares me. I'm staying here for a month, to see the island and rest. I'll be a
tourist 😁 I'll be back for the wedding. After that we can figure us out if you still want to.

MYG - I'll always want to with you. Take care of yourself Jiminah You know where I am if
you need anything ❤

PJM - You too hyung 😋

MYG - Still a brat 😐

PJM - Maybe you should have trained me better 😏

MYG - I can't tame the untameable 😂

Jimin's giggle filters away with the breeze, he feels light, truly at peace for the first time in
months. He hopes Yoongi feels it too. It's quiet after that so Jimin fetches a notepad, writing
down a list of all the things he wants to do over the next month.

He ticks each of them off day by day. Eating at a new restaurant each evening, learning how
to almost surf, and traditional old town embroidery. He tries all the things he didn't have the
heart to while he was hurting so deeply.

His favorites by far are his swim with the dolphins, snorkeling and visiting the old temple on
a hike through the nearby mountains. By the end of the month Jimin feels like a new person,
ready to take on anything life throws at him.

Leaving the small beach house is bittersweet. He longs to return to Seoul now, missing the
hustle and bustle of city life. But the quiet calm he'd found in his cozy home will be sorely
missed. Shedding a tear, he closes the pastel yellow door behind him for the last time.

❤⛓❤

To say Taehyung is a pain in the ass is an understatement. The final fittings for their wedding
attire have the whole group on edge. The brunette has truly worn their patience down, picking
and poking at their suits, changing their accessories last minute.

"Ok baby I'm putting my foot down. We still have to come in for Jimin to have his fitting
when he gets back tomorrow", Jungkook intervenes, trying to be as patient as possible
knowing his fiance just wants everything to be perfect.

"I've already taken Jimin's measurements, his suit is already tailored, I just hope his ass hasn't
grown any bigger or its game over", he mumbles, pulling a loud chuckle from his Dom.
"I heard something about my ass, I see it's still a hot topic around here", the group hears from
behind them.

Turning in unison, the fitting area is filled with a chorus of "Jimin/You're home" and "I see
someone's as sassy as ever", coming from Jin before the smiling eldest rushes over to wrap
him in a warm hug.

"Welcome back Jiminie", Hoseok laughs happily, squeezing and twirling the blonde around
excitedly. "Are you back for good", he asks.

"Yeah I am",he beams, finding himself pulled into Namjoons arms, the soft hearted giant
patting his back.

"Then Welcome home Jimin, you've been missed", he murmurs.

"Thank you I've missed you all too" ,he replies, pulling back from the warm hug before being
sandwiched between the two giddy youngest of the group.

"I can't breathe", he squeaks with a giggle, his bright smile lighting up the room as the two
pull back, telling him excitedly about the venue they'll marry in two days from now.

Jimin hardly hears them. As much as he tries to concentrate, his focus is pulled elsewhere.
Standing only feet away, a gummy smile stretched across his face, Yoongi takes him in.
"Soft" he thinks, seeing Jimin in one of the fluffy sweaters he had missed so much.

His heart gallops in his chest, his nerves frazzled while his stomach does flips, the tension
between them rising rapidly the longer they stare at each other.

"Are you gonna just stand there looking at me all day", Jimin blurts out, his bratty nature
making a swift comeback.

Yoongi throws his head back, laughing happily before stepping forward, the two of them
meeting halfway as Jimin rushes into his arms.

The scent of Yoongi's cologne has a dizzying effect on him as he takes a long hard sniff of the
man he'd missed more than anything or anyone else.

Yoongi pulls his head back, eying Jimin with a smirk as he announces to the whole room,

"Did you just sniff me?".

"Yeah I did, so what. I know you still sleep with my pillow every night, Taehyung told me",
the blonde sasses smugly, his lips pulling into a cheeky grin as he steps back to see the look
of betrayal on the pianist's shocked face.

"Taehyung!!!"Yoongi growls at the same moment a whined "Chimmm" is heard from

Taehyung.

Pointing between the two subs Yoongu grumbles to Jungkook, "These two need to be
stopped", leading to the whole group giggling in unison, none of them actually wanting to
change a single thing about the two subs' mischievous dynamic.

"Ok",Namjoon announces once everyone is calmed down, "can we go eat, my stomach is

eating itself. I feel like Taehyung has kept us here for a whole week", he half jokes.

"Hey, It was necessary, I had to make sure none of you were going to upstage me", the
brunette smirks, pulling more laughter from the group before Jimin interrupts.

"Actually, I'm really sorry ,I know I've just gotten back but, I need to speak to Yoongi
Hyung".

Turning to the pianist he asks unsurely, "Will you come eat with me, just the two of us?".

Yoongi's eyes soften, along with his heart. Tilting his head to the side he replies,

"Of course I will Jiminah, whatever you want", as butterflies erupt in his tummy, the blonde
flashing a heart melting smile just for him.

Saying goodbye to the others outside the tailors, they stroll towards the car park. Jimin seems
anxious the closer they get which Yoongi quickly picks up on.

"Hey if you're not ready to talk yet we don't have to. Whenever you're ready Jiminah", he
murmurs softly, not wanting to startle the dancer who fidgets non stop beside him.

"NO", Jimin practically yells, smiling sheepishly as a blush spreads across his cheeks. "I
mean no", he repeats, quietly this time as his nerves skyrocket.

"I just want us to talk before we eat. My tummy is in knots. I know I'll have no appetite if we
don't talk first, I'll be too nervous", he whines.

Yoongi smiles, reaching up to brush a strand of loose hair from the blonde's forehead. He
doesn't miss how Jimin's eyes close for a moment, instinctively leaning in, closer to his
touch. It has him heaving a deep longing breath as he observes the sweet blonde before him.

"Ok, let's sit in the car and talk", Yoongi offers, leading the way after Jimin nods softly, his
steps quickly following after Yoongi's. Closing the car doors behind them they face each
other.

"What is it that has you so nervous?", Yoongi asks. "And before you say anything I want you
to know that I expect nothing more than whatever you are prepared to give, even if that's only
friendship", he tells Jimin clearly and honestly, his warm eyes calming the trembling blonde.

"I don't want friendship Yoongi. I stayed away this past month mostly to test myself to prove
that I can be ok without you,vand I can be", he admits. "I've been ok this past month. But the
thing is, I don't want to be without you. I still want what we had even if I don't need it.

That's why I want to try again.", he confesses, tears welling in his eyes."I know I can be ok
without you now Yoongi, so know that this is the last chance I will give you", he says sternly.
Yoongi breathes heavily, his heart racing in his chest. He's so proud of Jimin, of his strength
and resilience. "One chance is all I need to prove to you that you're all I want, all I need. I'm
not gonna mess this up for us again", he promises, "Because though you may not need me,
and you know you can be ok without me, I do very much need you", he tells the blonde with
every ounce of sincerity he has.

"Ok", Jimin says, taking Yoongi's warm hand in his. "If we're gonna do this I think we should
do it right, away from the club for now, and we wait until after the wedding. After that you
can take me on a date and we'll work from there. Woo me Min Yoongi", Jimin challenges
with a grin.

Yoongi barks a laugh at that, his mind reeling that Jimin is back in his life and willing to give
him another shot.

Starting the ignition, the two put on their seatbelts, Yoongi promising to take him to the best
restaurant in town as practice for woo'ing him in the near future.

"Spoiling me already", Jimin teases while Yoongi chuckles beside him.

"Of course. I'm about to woo your socks off", the elder smirks playfully, pulling a mock gasp
from the blonde.

Nu-uh, not on the first date, Taehyung would be appalled", Jimin replies, giggling as Yoongi
bursts into laughter beside him. The evening is spent much like this, both of them getting on
better than ever before after spending hours talking everything through.

With nothing standing in their way any longer, they both feel the shift. It's solid, reassuring.
Dropping Jimin off at his apartment, they share a lingering embrace before the blonde waves
him off, happiness enveloping them as their hearts beat in sync once more.

❤⛓❤

Jimin didn't get a chance to see Yoongi the next day, too busy with final preparations for the
wedding less than 24 hours away. After being gone for the duration of the lead up to the big
day, he wanted to be as supportive and helpful as he possibly could at this late stage.

The hours pass much too quickly for the three youngest. Jungkook and Taehyung finalize the
seating plan before meeting with the caterer to ensure everything was in order before the
brunette orders his groom upstairs, stating that as it now approaches
evening time and it would be bad luck for them to see each other on the eve of their wedding.
Jungkook leaves reluctantly, knowing how much work still lies ahead with hanging the lights
and arranging the table decorations.

Jimin assures him he will have Taehyung in bed and sleeping by 10pm, feeling rather
optimistic about his timing. He soon regrets this as he stands on a ladder, hanging fairy lights
at Taehyung's preferred height.

The table decoration takes even longer, each seat needing a chair cover and each table
needing a tablecloth draped over it. Candles line their centers before name placements are set
out. Thankfully the flowers are the florist's responsibility.

At 12.45 am the two finally finish the last of their tasks. Taking a look around the large
decorated hotel gardens, Taehyung's chin wobbles.

"I'm getting married tomorrow", he whispers, his big brown eyes soaking up the pretty
reception area.

"It's really happening. He really wants to marry me, he didn't back out", the brunette sobs, his
longing for true love, comfort and acceptance now within reach.

"He'sd be a fool not to want to marry you", Jimin says. "But he's no fool Taehyung, he sees
you, flaws and all, he knows everything you've been through and how hard you've fought to
protect your heart and it's made him love you even more", he soothes gently.

"You think so?"Taehyung questions with soft sniffles while Jimin reaches up to dab at the
tear tracks running down his cheeks.

"I know so, he told me",the blonde explains, pulling Taehyung into a hug.

The brunette cries softly in Jimin's arms, the hurt and betrayal he'd carried with him for years
finally leaving him as he takes a final look around the outdoor venue he'd worked so hard to
put together. His new beginning starts tomorrow.

"Hey, make a wish", Jimin rushes out, tilting Taehyung's chin up towards the shooting star
trailing across the night sky.

The brunette smiles, eying Jimin softly before closing his eyes and making his wish.

Turning on his heels he makes his way back into the hotel, Jimin jogging to catch up asking
excitedly, "What did you wish for".

"I can't tell you or it won't come true", Tae smirks.

"You can tell your best friend", Jimin smiles, bumping shoulders with the brunette.

"Alright, I'll tell you. I wished for you to find happiness with your Master", Taehyung
responds wiggling his eyebrows playfully.

"Yoongi's not my master", Jimin snorts before pouting.

"I never mentioned Yoongi", Tae teases before stepping into the elevator, chuckling at the
bright dusting of pink that suddenly warms the blonde's cheeks.
Stepping in beside his best friend, he contemplates asking the one question that has plagued
his mind for months.

"Tae, why didn't Yoongi hyung allow me to call him master when we were seeing each other?
'' he murmurs quietly into the small space.

The brunette looks at him with sympathy in his gaze. Grabbing Jimin's hands he explains
softly,

"Hyung takes his role as a Dom very seriously as you know. He enjoys his time scening, as
you've seen", he smirks. "He quickly felt that the title "Sir" lost its significance the more he
scened with different subs.
He didn't want the same thing to happen with the "Master" title. He's reserving that for the
person he wants to spend the rest of his life with, should they be a sub that is", he finishes,
gently rubbing Jimins arms up and down for comfort.

"Oh", Jimin replies, lips parted in a small "o". "That actually makes sense I guess", he says,
stepping out of the elevator that had stopped on their floor.

Pulling out a blindfold he hands it to Taehyung,the brunette looking at him in confusion as

Jimin shrugs.

"Masters orders", he teases, cooing at the soft smile and airy giggle that leaves his best friend.

Once the blindfold is in place, Jimin takes his hand, carefully leading him into their room
until they stand in the center. He can hear Jimin's harsh breathing, the soft gasp followed by
sniffles that filter into the air around him.

"What wrong, what is it", he asks in a panic before he feels Jimin's gentle hands untie the
blindfold, pulling it away from his face.

He can't breathe, his heart galloping in his chest while he takes in the display before him. A
choked sob catches in his throat as his eyes cast downwards. Taking a step back he sinks onto
the bed behind him,his weak knees unable to hold him any longer.

Jimin leaves him for a moment, returning with a bouquet of flowers almost as big as himself.
Handing them to the inconsolable brunette, he takes the card out from where it lays among a
soft bed of petals, before pressing it into Taehyung's hand.

Jungkook's earlier words of "Make sure he reads this, he needs to know", still fresh in his
mind, have tears now gathering in his own eyes, his happiness for them both flowing past his
lashes.

Taehyung's shaking hand holds tight to the small rectangular card. Closing his eyes for a
moment before reading the short sentence that has his heart skip a beat, he breaks. Finally he
learns the answer to the one question Jungkook had always left unanswered,

"Now you know, Since day one"

The tears that fall from his eyes now are unlike any he has ever she'd before. These tears
uplift him, have him feeling lighter than air as he throws himself happily into Jimins arms.

"I love him so much Chim '', he hiccups, the blonde squeezing him tight,afraid he'll
completely fall apart if he lets go. He holds him like that until his tears die down.

Dressing them into pajamas, Jimin tucks them both under the covers, humming the brunette
to sleep softly. He stares across the room at the display Jungkook so thoughtfully put
together, hoping to one day make such a gesture for the one who holds his heart.

❤⛓❤

Before they know it the sun is up, literally. Hoseok's incessant battering on their door has the
blonde dragging his stiff and exhausted frame from the bed. Opening the door, he's met with
an excited yelp,the elders arms wrapping around him excitedly.

Dragging them both past the threshold of the door they are swiftly met with Taehyung
barrelling towards them.

"I'm getting married today", he laughs happily as the three of them huddle together.

Namjoon and Jin stop by later with a message from Jungkook warning him not to be a minute
late.

Scoffing, Taehyung tells them he'll be sure to be a half hour late just to keep him on his toes,
sending the two on their way with a promise not to tell his Dom.

Yoongi is the last to pay a visit half an hour before the ceremony is due to start. He tears up
upon seeing the brunette. Dressed and ready for the ceremony, his fluffy wavy chocolate
brown hair shines in the natural light of the room. His tailored suit fits him like a glove.

A light dusting of makeup highlights his already perfect features while Jimin on the other
hand rushes around the room like a headless chicken.

"You're not ready yet", Yoongi points out.

"Really, I hadn't realized", Jimin sasses with a smirk before his mind register's Yoongi's
appearance.

His black suit hugs his body close, the crisp white shirt and dickie bow adding charm to the
already charming man before him. Jimin stares at him for longer than socially acceptable, his
cheeks growing red as he eyes the Dom from head to toe.

Yoongi, oblivious to Jimin's inner turmoil and thoughts of stripping the suit from his lean
body, smiles softly at the endearing blush tinting the blonde's cheeks. Jimin ducks his head
shyly, excusing himself to go change, leaving the two alone.

Clearing his throat, Yoongi looks once again to Taehyung who smiles softly at him.
"Seokjin told me you plan on being half an hour late, I don't suggest dragging this out", he
chuckles. "Jungkook is a nervous wreck, he wasn't even able to eat breakfast this morning".

Taehyung's mouth drops at that. Jungkook, known for his nerves of steel, unable to eat
breakfast?

"He asked me to give you this", he adds, handing the brunette a brown envelope.
"Congratulations Taehyungah, You deserve all of this and more", he finishes, voice cracking
with emotion while he hugs the groom tight.

Turning to leave he stops at the door with a final message,

"See you soon,don't be late".

"I won't Hyung", Taehyung smiles, giving up on his bratty resolve for now at least as the
need to soothe Jungkook's nerves takes over.

Sitting at the small coffee table, he rips open the brown envelope, his breath catching in his
throat. Reading the letters before him he can't help the well of emotion that rises in him.
When Jimin returns, it's to find Taehyung in tears once more.

"I love him so much Jiminah '', he cries while the blonde fixes his makeup. Glancing at the
letters Taehyung holds in front of him he smiles warmly.

"He loves you so much too, so let's go get you married yeah", he suggests, laughing at the
excited "Yes" that leaves the brunette's lips. Making their way down to the garden ceremony,
nervous hands held together, they step out into the sun.

❤⛓❤

Standing at the altar, knees weak and hands trembling, Jungkook turns to Yoongi.

"You have the rings' ',he asks for the fifth time that morning, receiving a patient nod in return.

"Yeah I got them don't worry", he assures, just as the sound of soft violins fill the air around
them.

"Junkookah", Yoongi whispers, just loud enough for him to hear, "You've tamed the brat,I'm
proud of you".

The obnoxious laughter that erupts from the two of them draws curious glances from the
seated guests. They struggle to pull themselves together for a long moment before the double
doors that lead out onto the garden creak open.

Both men are stunned silent. Yoongi as Jimin walks down the aisle, taking his place directly
across from him. They gaze at only each other, soft smiles and warm blushes painting their
cheeks.
Jungkook, as his groom walks slowly towards him, his parents linking an arm either side of
him, sunbeams shining down on them as they walk him straight into the loving arms of his
forever.

❤⛓❤⛓❤⛓❤⛓❤
 Chapter 14
Chapter Summary

The wedding brings Jimin and Yoongi together.

The exchanging of vows passes in the blink of an eye, both men wearing their hearts on their
sleeves for all to see as they vow to love each other unconditionally for the rest of their days.
Sniffles are heard from both families, their smiles conveying their happiness.

Throughout the whole ceremony, Yoongi can't stop the urge to sneak glances in Jimins
direction. He stands there mesmerised by each of Jimin's cute reactions, his soft coo's as
Taehyung reads his vows aloud to Jungkook, his attempt at stopping his tears while Jungkook
voices his own. The way he smiles sheepishly as Hoseok nudges him, taking away the small
bag of peanuts he had been loudly crunching on as he got lost in his thoughts. His cute pout
as he looked to the ground like a scolded child.

Everything about him calls out to Yoongi, has him want to sweep the sweet blonde into his
arms and return his snack to him.

Jimin feels his gaze on him, a warm tingle running up his spine sending a rush of excitement
to his heart.

Raising his head, his eyes lock with Yoongi's. He feels heat burn his cheeks, the soft blush
the Dom loves so much turns the elders gaze darker as his mind fills with images ofJimin,
flushed and bare beneath him. Closing his eyes, he shakes his head of the thought.

When he opens them again it's to see Jimin's gaze burning into his own as tension rising
rapidly between them. Jimins chest rises and falls as his own, their short quick breaths in
sync the more their longing for each other grows.

Jimin's eyes flicker down to Yoongi's soft pink lips, lingering on them for a moment as the
Dom's tongue peaks out to wet the plump flesh. Jimin can practically feel the wet muscle
caress his own, his imagination wreaking havoc in him.

Yoongi observes as Jimin's eyes trail down to his lips, unconsciously wetting them while the
memory of kissing Jimin has him clench his fists, trying to keep his need for the blonde under
control. The desire to hold him close, to peck his soft lids, the urge to kiss him breathless
almost bowls him over

They're pulled from their thoughts by the congregation's cheers. Looking to the newlywed
couple, they see them locked in sweet embrace, lips brushing together gently while
whispering soft "I love you's", to each other.
Making their way back down the aisle,bthe two grooms immediately make their way to a
large table filled with glasses of champagne. Jimin and Yoongi follow after them, the pianist
reaching his arm out for the dancer to link with his own.

This close, Jimin catches the familiar scent of the elders cologne. Memories rush back to him
of all the times he'd fallen asleep on Yoongi's chest just to be as close as possible to the
intoxicating warm spicy scent. It fills his senses, has him stepping closer to basc in it.

It warms him that Yoongi doesn't leave his side all afternoon, making sure to grab a glass of
water or appetisers from passing waiters so the blonde doesn't get exhausted and dehydrated
from the sun that shines down on them. He knows how busy he's been these past two days,
his one goal being to ensure Jimin can now relax and enjoy the festivities.

Jimin missed this, missed Yoongi taking care of him, looking out for him. He wants more if
it. Making their way over to a shaded area for photographs, their hands brush together. Jimin
feels a rush of longing, his pinkie unconsciously locking around Yoongi's.

The sudden gasp and paused steps from the elder have him panicking momentarily,
wondering if he misread Yoongi's attempt to take care of him and keep him close. His worry
is short-lived as the pianist steps closer. Reaching up, he brushes Jimin's hair from his eyes.

He needs to know he's not overstepping, not pushing his way past the blonde's
boundaries.vHe knows they both feel the tension that burns between them,vhe knows what
they have is far from over. Locking eyes with the blonde he releases his pinkie.

Tentatively he reaches for Jimin's hand, the soft silky skin warm and inviting. He waits for
any sign of discomfort, ready to pull back should he need to. Instead he receives a
breathtaking smile, the blonde completing the action by linking their fingers together slowly.

Jimin ducks his head, his blonde locks shining like tendrils of gold in the sunlight. His soft
nervous giggle is like music to Yoongi's ears as his own smile stretches across his face. This
is more progress than he ever would have wished for so soon.

Walking side by side to take their places for the photos, their smiles beam as brightly as the
newlyweds. Before long, they are being led to their tables for the meal, separated for now as
they take their seats at either side of the grooms.

Jimin counts the minutes in between, Yoongi the seconds, both wishing the time away as they
ache to be close to each other once more. Though only five feet lay between them, it may as
well be a vast ocean in their eyes, though neither knows of the others turmoil.

The speeches pass slowly, each wedding guest feeling a mixture of emotions. Laughter at
Jungkook's tamed down description of how Taehyung keeps him on his toes and looking over
his shoulder with his mischievous antics, quickly turning to tears once the brunette takes the
mic.

Looking at his husband, he thanks him for never giving up on him when he was truly,
deliberately on his worst behaviour. For sticking by him through all his doubts and fears for
their future, and for showing him how it feels to be truly loved and accepted.
Jimin looks down to where his hands wring together nervously, wondering to himself if he
will ever have this. If he'll ever find someone who will love him enough to want this with
him. He's interrupted from his thoughts by a tap on his shoulder.

Yoongi looks down at him nervously, smiling softly as he silently gestures with his head
towards the makeshift dance floor assembled in the centre of the large gardens.

Reaching a hand out to the blonde, he soon finds a soft palm pressed against his own. His
large hand engulfs Jimin's small one. It has the blondes gut twisting giddily seeing how
perfectly they fit together.

He fixes his eyes on the green grass beneath his feet as they follow the grooms and the rest of
the grooms men out onto the floor. His heart hammers in his chest as the music starts to play.
He's never danced with Yoongi before now. This moment is special to him.

A soft airy giggle leaves his lips once he finds himself twirled around, shocked happiness
evident on his face.

"Don't look so surprised", Yoongi chuckles softly, pulling Jimin close enough that it's not
awkward, yet keeping enough inches between them to ensure the blonde's comfort.

"I'm sorry", Jimin giggles again, "I just wasn't expecting it", he admits.

His knees feel weak standing so close to Yoongi, bodies almost brushing, face to face.

He tries to distract himself from the scent of Yoongi that invades his senses, leaving him
lightheaded. The arm around his waist has him breathing quicker while his hand trembles
where it grips tightly to Yoongi's shoulder.

Yoongi holds his free hand in his own, freeing Jimin's waist to twirl him around again. A shy
smile lights up Jimin's face. The pianist wants to drown in his laughter. Taking him back into
his arms carefully, butterflies fluttering in his chest, Yoongi feels like he's home.

"You told me before that you couldn't dance",vJimin smiles, raising a questioning brow while
holding eye contact with the Dom.

"I took lessons", Yoongi smirks, chuckling at the open mouthed gasp that leaves the younger
man.

"You took lessons?", he asks, unsure if he misheard, eyes still locked on Yoongi's unwavering
gaze.

"I did, I had someone I wanted to impress", he admits cheekily, his smile widening seeing the
familiar tint of pink once again dust Jimin's cheeks.

"Why", the blonde asks, knowing full well that dancing wasn't Yoongi's thing.

"I know how much you love it, how important it is to you", Yoongi replies honestly.
The moment his words register in Jimins ears, a look of awe takes over his soft features.
Yoongi took dance lessons for him, with no guarantee that Jimin would even agree to dance
with him. He truly does intend to woo him, the intent there long before Jimin's return it
seems.

Leaning in close, completely overwhelmed and endeared by the gesture, he rests his head on
Yoongi's shoulder. Moving in slow circles around the floor, one dance turns into two. Twenty
minutes pass like this, both of them absorbing each other's warmth.

Neither of them break away, clinging to the moment desperately, unsure of when they'll get to
be this close again. Yoongi holds Jimin's hand to his chest, the blonde not missing the erratic
galloping of his heartbeat. "He's nervous", he thinks to himself.

He knows because his own heart beats to the same nervous rhythm. It flutters violently in his
chest. His small hand unconsciously grips at the fabric of the elders dress shirt, not wanting
to let him go. Yoongi's arm simultaneously holds tighter around his waist.

He doubts they're nervous for all of the same reasons though. For months, one question has
plagued his thoughts, though he's never had the courage to ask. The fear of the unknown
always held him back from voicing his thoughts on this particular curiosity of his.

Until now. Here in Yoongi's arms, his safe place, he braces himself, the need to know
stronger than the need to to breathe, or so it feels like.

"Hyung", Jimin asks softly, not missing the hitched breath catching in the elders chest or the
brief tightening of his arm around his waist.

"Hmm", Yoongi responds after a moment, waiting patiently for the blonde to continue, the
low familiar rumble setting off sparks in Jimin's gut.

"That thing you never got to tell me the last time we were together at the club", he questions,
his voice a quiet shaky whisper as he looks up into Yoongi's glassy eyes,

"What was it"?.

Yoongi stills midstep, his shoulders rigid as anxiety grips him. This isn't supposed to happen,
not now, not like this, not when they haven't worked things out fully yet. Not when he hadn't
had the chance to prove himself worthy of the man before him.

Shaking his head slowly from side to side while the colour drains from his face, he takes a
step back.
He feels the loss of Jimin's warmth instantly, a swift harsh reminder of what he risks losing
for good should he make the wrong move.

Jimins arms slowly come up to wrap around himself, insecurity and rejection churning his
gut. His emotions are written all over his face as he tries desperately, bravely, to keep his
tears at bay.
The sight before him kills Yoongi, he's hurting him again, keeping parts of himself locked
away. His instinct to run from anything that could cause him pain is so strong, but the
overwhelming need to protect Jimin from the same is stronger.

Slowly stepping forward, he pulls the dancer back into his arms, holding him close while he
resumes their dance steps. The warmth returns instantly, surrounding him, keeping him
grounded, rooted to the one place he knows he's meant to be, by Jimin's side.

Reaching up, he softly grips Jimin chin between his thumb and forefinger, holding him in
place, keeping their gazes locked.

"You really want to know what I wanted to tell you that night", he questions, his strong gaze
sending a shiver through Jimin's small frame.

"Please", the blonde whispers, a single tear dangling from his lashes as Yoongi stills their
movements once more.

Removing his hand from his chin, he gently cups his jaw. His thumb sweeps over his cheek,
catching the lone tear just as it slides down the soft warm surface. The arm around his waist
holds the blonde closer against Yoongi's warm body.

Leaning in slowly, he tells him loud and clear so that his low rumbled words will never be
mistaken,

"Jiminah,.....I love you" before closing the distance and brushing their lips slowly together,
stealing away both Jimin's heart and his breath, all in the same moment.

❤⛓❤

Time stands still the second Yoongi molds their lips together. The soft pillow caress has them
both exhale in relief, neither of them quite believing this is truly happening. Pulling back
slightly Yoongi observes the blonde, his soft pink cheeks, his glassy eyes, the way his fingers
reach up to touch his plump lips, trying to prolong the rush of warmth that passes through
him. Yoongi is unsure if he has crossed a line, his hand beginning to tremble where it still
holds Jimin's cheek.

Jimins pulse races in his ears. "Finally", his mind screams as he surges forward, his soft lips
connecting with the warmth of Yoongi's once more. No one has ever made him feel so much,
made his heart beat out of time through a simple kiss.

One hand reaches up to hold the nape of the elders neck, his small fingers tangling in the
strands of his soft hair while his other hand grips the front if his shirt to pull him closer. He
never wants to let go of this feeling, vowing then and there to hold it close always.

Yoongi holds him much the same way, like he's precious treasure. Reaching with both hands
he holds the sides of his face, tilting the blonde's head back slightly to deepen the kiss. Stars
erupt behind Jimin eyes while Yoongi's knees threaten to buckle beneath him.
He licks softly at the seam of the blonde's lips, the dancer opening up instantly to him. The
slow barely there brush if their tongues pulls a soft gasp from the younger, his gut tightening
as Yoongi reaches an arm around to pull his body flush against his own.

The kiss feels endless, soft yet unyielding. Yoongi pours every ounce of himself into it, his
fingers reaching to gently tug Jimin's hair, holding him still,cwanting nothing more than the
love he feels to flow freely over the man in his arms.

Jimin returns it without a second thought, an intense need to merge his heart with Yoongi's
driving him to pull back briefly.

They stare at each other in shock, pupils blown wide, love bitten lips all pink and puffy,
cheeks flushed with need.

"I love you too", Jimin whispers, "I still love you,cso so much", he whimpers, his chin
beginning to wobble while Yoongi presses kisses to his forehead, his temple, the tip of his
nose. Looking into Jimin's wide blown eyes, his heart melts.

"I promise you, A day will never go by where you doubt my love for you Jiminah", the elder
tells him, nuzzling their noses together before taking his lips once more. This time the soft
pecks pull a light airy giggle from the dancer, his happiness bubbling over onto Yoongi.

Jimin has truly never seen the man smile so bright. It has his heart fluttering in all the best
ways knowing he's the reason for it. All the pain they've been through,vthe hurt and anger,
the months of loneliness, all feel worth it to him because it brought them to this moment.

Cradled in Yoongi's warm embrace, his cheek resting on his shoulder, they lazily spin around
the dance floor.vHe makes eye contact with Taehyung who is wrapped in his husbands arms,
the two couples practically mirroring each other.

The two subs smile softly to each other, both knowing how warm, content and completely
loved the other feels. Dancing the night away, they are fully aware that their journeys through
happiness are only just beginning.

The wedding guests filter away slowly at the end of the night, closely followed by family
members, their exhausted forms slinking back to their rooms as the festivities draw to a close.
Moonlight sheds a soft glow across the gardens, the night still warm due to the lingering
summer heat.

Sitting around an empty table, the group of friends hold shot glasses, toasting to the
newlyweds. The two youngest beaming happily as they spend the next few hours creating
havoc in the gardens with their brothers.

They remain there until the dark blues of the night sky turn to purple and orange hues,
birdsong beginning to filter out from the large oak trees surrounding the gardens.

Turning to Yoongi,vthe blonde tugs at the now rolled up sleeve of his shirt, his exposed
forearms sending Jimin's mind spiralling. The soft fine dark hairs flood his mind with visions
of the happy trail leading from his navel to his-
"Are you alright", Yoongi asks, his tired voice now holding a rough edge to it.

Jimin feels exposed, caught in the middle of a day dream by the one man plaguing his
thoughts. A fierce blush fills his cheeks, pulling a chuckle from the elder.

"I wanna go to bed", Jimin pouts, his tired form quickly becoming flustered with Yoongi's
smirked,

"Is that so".

Jimins blush deepens, his exhaustion unable to keep the full force of it under any semblance
of control as he whines,

"I mean I'm tired".

"Do you want me to walk you back to your room",cthe elder offers, reaching up to tuck a
strand of blonde hair behind his ear. He smiles, completely endeared by the wide eyed pouty
nod he receives in return, his heart skipping a beat.

"Ok come on, let's get you to sleep", he murmurs softly, kissing his soft cheek before sharing
a round of hugs with the group.

"Sleep well Jiminie", Taehyung teases, wiggling his eyebrows before laughing at the
scandalised look on Yoongi's face.

"He's practically sleep-walking back to his room", the pianist defends with a chuckle,
wrapping an arm around the dancer's waist to hold him steady. It fills the blonde with a sense
of safety and security he had longed for these past months.

"Thank you hyung", he mumbles softly,cas they reach the elevator. He doesn't miss the the
stiffening of Yoongi's form the second the word leaves his lips, a cheeky smile,vplaying at
the corner of his mouth as they step inside, pressing the button for Jimin's floor.

"Hyung",che whispers,vwrapping his arms around Yoongi while nuzzling against the warm
flesh of his throat.

"Yoongi Hyung", he repeats, feeling the others breaths deepen, his hands harshly gripping
Jimin's hips in warning as he tilts his head back, eyes screwed shut, willing himself not to get
hard with the sleepy dancer pressed so close to him.

Jimin smirks, his tiredness quickly fading away, replaced with desire, a raw need to feel
Yoongi once more. He aches to be spread beneath him while the pianist worships his body,
takes him to new heights, the likes in which he had often thought he'd never descend from.

His tongue sneaks out, softly licking at the sensitive flesh of Yoongi's throat. He bites his lip
upon hearing the whisper of a hiss from between the elders clenched teeth.

"Jiminah, you're not thinking straight,you're tired. You'll regret this in the morning".
"No I won't", he replies, nuzzling further into the Doms throat, nipping at the flesh before
sucking a purple bruise into it.

"You said you want to take it slow, to wait till after the wedding", Yoongi grits out,veyes
clenching shut as he tries to contain the rush of blood pooling south.

"The weddings over Hyung, I want you now, I know you want me too", he whispers into his
ear, pressing and grinding their gradually hardening lengths together before the doors to the
elevator open up on his floor.

Yoongi tries to step around him but the blonde clings to him, pressing a line of kisses along
his throat, his jaw, leading to the corner of his mouth as the Dom walks him backwards
towards his room.

Reaching into the dancer's back pocket, he pulls out his key card, swiping it with shaky hands
to gain entry to the room. He needs to get Jimin to bed, put some space between them before
he cracks.

"Please Hyung", Jimin whines rubbing his length harshly against Yoongi's, the doms groan
burning through him, still walking him backwards into the room. Whining at the rough "No,"
he receives in return, he pouts.

"I need you, need your hands on me", he whimpers need you to touch me, wanna feel where
your hands were every time I move tomorrow", he gasps, his cock twitching at the sudden
grip on his hair. Yoongi's pupils are blown wide, his breath coming in short bursts.

"I said no, I don't want you to regret this tomorrow", he bites out, barely keeping a grip on his
sanity as Jimin's words have his cock weeping in his boxers. "I'm trying to give you what you
asked for'', he grunts as Jimin's hand grips his throbbing length.

With Jimin's hair held in his tight grip, he stares into his eyes fully expecting the dancer to
back down.vBut too many lonely nights have Jimin yearning for his touch. His need
outweighs any punishment Yoongi might have in mind for his disobedience.

Stroking the elders cock languidly he stares right back into Yoongi's dominant gaze.

"I've changed my mind Yoongi", he whispers. "Right now I'm asking you to fuck me open,
make me cry, chain me up, flog me, make it hurt so I'll know in the morning that all of this is
real, that you want thus as much as I do",he tels.the elder clearly,a vulnerable yet
mischievous smile tugging at the corners of his lips.

"If you can't do that then go ahead and bluebell yourself. Just know that while you're lying
awake in your bed thinking of me, I'll be sinking down onto my dildo instead of your co-

"Enough", Yoongi growls, pressing Jimin harshly against the wall with his hands pinned
either side of his head.

"Fucking brat, always pushing me too far", he grunts, roughly grinding their lengths together
earning a whine from the sub, his eyes already beginning to glaze over as he falls into
submission.

"I'll make it hurt Jimin, make you cry for me, but I won't need chains or a flogger to do it".

Jimin inhales sharply at that, his interest piqued while Yoongi crashes their lips together.
Jimin barely registers the removal of their clothes, too lost in the feeling of Yoongi's lips
against his, the tongue swirling around his own, the nibbles to his plump bottom lip.

Yoongi pulls back, smirking at the flushed state as the whiny blonde pleads for more.
Reaching for his trousers he removes his wallet from the pocket, taking out a packet of lube
before swiftly ripping it open with his teeth.

He smears some directly onto the dancers nipples, the cold sensation pulling a sharp breath
from his heaving chest. Yoongi eyes him with a smirk before reaching to pinch an already
sensitive bud between his finger and thumb, his free hand harshly flicking the other one.

Jimin's gasped moan breaks through the quiet of the morning. Yoongi leans in, hands either
side of Jiimin head, caging him against the wall.

Tonguing his cheek, he smirks before sending the dancer reeling with his words.

"I sure as fuck hope there's no one in the rooms next to us, because I don't give a fuck who
comes banging on that door Jimin, I'm not gonna stop fucking you until I've emptied my balls
inside you".

The whimper that leaves Jimins lips is swallowed down by the Doms hungry kiss. Every inch
of him screams Dominant, from the way he plunders the blondes mouth to the harsh grip that
squeezes his ass while he ruts his bare cock against the dancers.

Jimin is a panting mess already, a whine spilling from him as he's pulled over to the dresser
that houses hus makeup and skincare products. One swipe of Yoongi's arm has them crashing
to the carpeted floor, Jimin suddenly finding himself bent over the
cold surface, hands pinned behind his back in Yoongi's strong grip.

"You riled me up on purpose didn't you", Yoongi asks, his gravelly tone leaving no room for
debate.

"Y-yes"; Jimin pants needily, his eyes clenched shut as he feels precum dribble out of his
aching length.

"The slap of Yoongi's palm against his ass cheek has a visible tremor run through his body.
Seeing his effect on the blonde has Yoongi biting his lip, a smirk quickly forming at the
whimpered gasp that gets stuck in Jimin's throat.

A second smack swiftly follows, the blonde attempting to squirm away from the large palm
rubbing soothing circles over the pink tingling flesh. Bending over Jimin, his hands still held
firmly in place behind back, Yoongi sinks his teeth into his shoulder, gently having over it
before suckling purple blossoms into his flesh.
A long drawn out moan leaves the dancers parted lips, his eyes shut tight as heat bursts under
his bitten flesh. Pleasure radiates outwards from the mark, his breaths leaving him in panted
bursts before Yoongi lands two more spanks to his ass in quick succession.

Jimin chokes out a startled yelp, his burning flesh stinging, his cock now leaking a steady
stream of precum. Need rolls through him waves, the reality of finally being Yoongi's again
sends his pulse skyrocketing.

Yoongi trails kisses down his spine, nipping the silky flesh along the way while the subs soft
whiny moans tear at his sanity. With a final harsh blow to the flesh of the plump ass on
display before him, he releases the dainty wrists from his grasp, maneuvering Jimin's arms.

"Grab your elbows", he orders roughly, smirking when the blonde immediately does what has
been asked of him.

"Good job baby", he murmurs, his cock leaking a shiny bead from its flushed tip. Jimin gasps
softly at the praise, a breathy "Thank you" leaving his lips.

"Hold them like that. Do not move, do you understand Jimin", he warns, his hands roughly
kneading the tingling flesh of his buttocks.

"I understand Hyung", he groans , his brows furrowed together, need overtaking his senses.

He needs to be patient. Complaining will only have Yoongi make him wait longer. He needs
to feel him inside as soon as possible. Biting the inside of his cheek he holds back the urge to
tell the elder to just fuck him already.

Yoongi sinks to his knees behind Jimin, one hand petting at his ass cheek, the other fondling
his balls, his knuckles brushing deliberately against Jimin's painfully hard cock. Lips ghost
over the red hand prints decorating his flesh, sending a flutter of warmth through him.

Yoongi's hands move to part his Jimin's cheeks, the pink rim calling out to him, clenching
around nothing. He leans in, wetting Jimin's hole with the tip of his tongue, barely giving
enough stimulation as he skims lightly over it again and again.

Heat prickles the youngers skin, his attempts to stay still failing as his hips squirm for more.
A pinch to the back of his toned thigh has him crying out,vthe sound turning to a heavy gasp
as Yoongi spits on his hole, the tip of his finger rubbing around it before sinking in to the
knuckle.

Jimins forehead thumps harshly against the dresser, the stretch burning slightly m, though
nowhere near enough. Yoongi knows this. Pulling his finger out he reaches for the opened
packet of lube. Coating his digits in the cool substance, he then reaches to stroke his messy
hand over his own neglected cock.

"Please, I need more", Jimin whines, his form still as a statue apart from his trembling thighs.
A rush of heady desire hangs thick in the air between them. Yoongi stands, leaning over him,
one hand gripping his hip while the other runs its digits around his rim.
"You'll take only what I choose to give you", he drawls, his own need thrumming through his
veins. His gravelly tone sends a tantalising throb through the youngers touch starved cock.
He opens his mouth to beg, though a mewled whimper takes its place.

Yoongi bites down on his shoulder while pushing two fingers into him, stopping to flutter
their tips repeatedly over his prostate. Jimin chokes on air, his body seizing as it struggles to
process the intense pleasure after months of being untouched.

"M-more, I need more", he gasps, dizzy with want while Yoongi thrusts his fingers into him
slowly. A stammered plea leaves his lips as Yoongi removes his fingers. Pulling the younger
upright he turns him around, smashing their lips together passionately.

Gripping Jimin's jaw in one hand, twisting a nipple with the other,vhe basks in the
whimpered cry that leaves the blonde breathless.

Backing him into the dresser, he grips his thighs, lifting him to sit on top of it before pulling
his ass to the edge.
Large hands grip toned thighs, giving the younger no chance to squirm away from the tight
hold keeping him in place.

"You want it that bad",Yoongi growls, maneuvering one of Jimins legs to plant his foot on the
flat surface,

"Then take it", he finishes harshly, pressing his tip against the blonde's fluttering rim before
feeding his full length into him in one deep plunge.

Jimin's shocked cry pierces the air, turning to a lingering moan as the burning pressure of
Yoongi's length stuffing him full has him seeing stars. He clings tightly to him, biting into his
collarbone as the Dom Immediately starts fucking into him. The burning heat rocks through
him, his eyes wide in shock at Yoongi's fierce thrusts. His dangling leg comes up to wrap
around Yoongi's hip, pulling the pianist harshly against him, their bodies moving together in
sync.

Jimin feels so full, completely owned by his Dom.

"Ahh Y-Yoongi, missed this,.....missed you so much", he chokes out, his every nerve lighting
up with a fiery pleasure that has fireworks dancing behind his burning tear filled eyes, he can
hardly breathe right from the intensity of pleasure raging through his body.

A shaky exhale leaves Yoongi's chest as he stills momentarily, his eyes zeroing in on Jimin's
wide blown gaze. His dick throbs where it has carved its way through the hot tight flesh of
his ass.

"I missed you too", he groans, laying featherlight kisses along Jimins collarbone's before he
raises his head again, smirking before he adds,

"You're about to find out how much".

The pain Jimin had longed for as his body trembles, has pleasure buzzing through him.
Yoongi's frantic thrusts return, have him keen high in his throat, his moans as constant as the
cock rutting into him harshly. It shocks him how much Yoongi has been holding back all this
time.

Yoongi captures his lips once more, his fingers twisting in his hair, swallowing a choked gasp
from the blonde. Yoongi continuously pumps his hips forward, looking down and groaning at
how wide Jimins pink puffy rim is stretched around him.

"Fuck", he grits through his teeth seeing the glazed look in Jimins eyes, his mouth open to let
out the moans of burning pleasure drawn from him.

"Christ, You're loving this aren't you", he pants roughly, mesmerised by how fast Jimin fell
into his submissive headspace, "You like being fucked full to bursting on my cock, don't you?
So fucking needy", he smirks as fire burns in his gut, biting his lip at the weak stuttered "Y-
yes " he recieves from the blonde.

He takes Jimin's hand, pressing it to the visible bulge protruding from below his navel with
each thrust. A look of pride shines in his eyes as he bites back a grunt, knowing he's the only
one who has ever seen Jimin this fucked out.

"Feel that, That's how far inside I am, how deep I'll be when I fill you. You won't just feel me
tomorrow, you'll feel me for days, I'll make sure of it", Yoongi groans.

The words have Jimin's insides coiling tight, eyes shooting open as a shocked sob catches in
his throat. Milky white ropes burst rapidly from his cock as long lingering wail punches from
his throat. He never saw it coming, the intensity leaving him gasping for air, grasping for
Yoongi's shoulders.

The elder feels the dancer's hole flutter around his thick member, his pace turning frenzied as
he repeatedly plunges directly into the subs bundle of nerves. Dipping his head, he suckles a
nipple into his mouth, biting down while his hand grips Jimin's leaking cock, the blonde
crying out in pained oversensitivity, his eyes screwing shut.

Yoongi pumps his shaft frantically to the same pace of his thrusts while the blonde twitches
uncontrollably in his arms. A shrill cry bursts from Jimin's throat, the intensity of sensation
leaving him a garbled mess in Yoongi's arms.

"Shit I can't", he cries out, tears spilling from his lashes, his mind hazy as the waves of
another orgasm build in his gut. Yoongi's unrelenting pace shatters his sanity, the pounding of
his cock drilling into his prostate drives him nearly insane.

"Yes you can", Yoongi groans, nipping along his throat, his large palms pulling Jimin's thighs
tighter around his hips while he continues to pump his throbbing length in and out of him.

"Please I can't", Jimin shrieks in panic, the hips snapping into his and deep groans from
Yoongi sending prickles of heat through his whole body. The Dom shows him no mercy,
instead suckung purple blossoms into his shoulder.
"Yoongi please", he sobs harshly,almost afraid of the blinding high facing him, "I can't".

"Are you safewording", Yoongi asks, smirking at the high strained "No, w- want you" he
receives.

"Then take it, take all of me, because I'm not stopping until my cum is leaking down your
thighs", he growls.

Jimin whimpers harshly at his words, a glob of precum leaking onto Yoongi's hand. The Dom
bites his lip, heart kicking in his chest in awe of how well Jimin takes him, of how beautiful
he is.

Molding their lips together, he slows the roll of his hips briefly, his hands softly caressing
every inch of flesh within his reach, his lips tracing a map across Jimin's flushed body. The
blonde revels in his attention and praise.

His own hands roam over Yoongi's pale skin, his plump lips marking a path along Yoongi's
shoulders, a hand reaching up to soft carve through his silky hair. He pulls him close,
mouthing softly at his throat.bBiting down hard he giggles at the pianist's sharp grunt.

"Fucking brat", Yoongi growls, pulling the blonde down harshly onto his cock while he picks
up his previous pace. Deep hard thrusts have Jimin's back arching, attempting to squirm away
once the Doms hand wraps tight around his cock once more. His cries intensity with each
brush of girthy warmth that brushes past his prostate, his eyes rolling uncontrollably.

Jimins length twitches in Yoongi's grasp, both of their highs rolling towards them as they
cling to each other desperately. Yoongi fucks into him with such powerful strokes, the dresser
rams into the wall with each thrust.

Gripping Jimin's calf, he lifts it to press his knee to his chest, stuffing him deeper, burning
him hotter. His moans of intense pleasure pull at Yoongi's restraint. Beads of sweat gather on
his skin due to his exertion.

The dancer looses his grip on him, his hands grasping the edge of the dresser until his
knuckles turn white. Yoongi fucks into him harder still, bruising pressure tormenting the
blondes prostate with unforgiving precision while the elders large hands grip tightly to his
hips.

Jimins head hits the wall behind him, the veins along his throat bulging as Yoongi's deep
moans join the subs cries, growing in volume and intensity. The Dom reaches up to grip his
throat, sputtered moans leaving the younger as his walls clench suffocatingly tight around his
cock.

"Look at me, Yoongi pants roughly, his pace unrelenting. He feels his high rage toward him,
he won't last much longer.

Jimin squeezes his eyes closed, unable to think beyond the arousal burning his core as he
shakes his head.
"Fucking look at me Jimin", he orders again, louder this time, his balls tightening as wide
blown glazed eyes burst open at his command.

Jimins whimpered moans ring in his ears, his balls painfully tight now as he tries to stave off
a second, more terrifying high.

With the hand still gripping the younger's throat, the frantic pumps of the cock spearing
through his walls and the other hand stroking his dick rapidly, Jimin can't hold it back.
There's no mercy in Yoongi's sharp gaze.

The Dom releases his throat to grasp his hair, pulling him forward, hips stuttering, he pierces
Jimin with a fierce gaze.

"Cum",he demands with a growl,his balls drawing tight.

"N-no please, s'too much".

"Fuck, Yes you can,cum now, I can feel you clenching", he grunts, digging his thumb into the
slit of Jimins cock.

Jimin swears his heart stops at the dominance in Yoongi's command.

"I can't, s'too much please",he wails, staring straight into Yoongi's glazed eyes.

Their cries and moans litter the air around them,the sound of smacking skin matching the
rhythmic thumping of the dresser hitting the wall.

"I said cum",Yoongi demands, leaving no room for argument as he rams harshly, deliberately,
directly against his prostate.

Pulling Jimin into a hungry kiss, he bucks into his sensitive bundle of nerves harder, pulling a
garbled cry from him. The sharp panicked "H-hyungg" cried out against his lips sends heat
straight to his cock at Jimin's strangled gasp.

"Fuck,..that's it baby ,let go for me", he groans deeply with a smirk as he milks Jimins
throbbing cock with his hand, revelling in the garbled "ngh, Y-Yoongi" that reaches his ears
and sight of the blondes teary eyes rolling to the back of his head while his body twitches
uncontrollably.

The smug smile is quickly wiped from his face as the pressure of Jimin's walls clamping
down around him, tighter than anything he's ever felt before pulls him over the edge.

A sharp bitten out "Fuck, Jimin…shit", raggedly bursts from deep in his chest, his high
splintering him apart before pulling him back together as he empties his balls, throb after
throb into the sobbing blondes hole.

Jimin's hands reach for him, grasping weakly at the nape of his neck and pulling him flush
against his chest before crashing their lips together once more. Weak as he is, he needs to feel
his Dom close, to taste his lips, to be reassured they still belong together.
Yoongi kisses him back desperately, swallowing the younger's soft cries while he licks into
his mouth. Lifting him from the dresser he walks them to the bathroom, still lodged snugly
inside his tight hole. Turning on the shower, he makes quick work of cleaning them both
under the warm spray.

Jimin leans into him, his hands never leaving Yoongi, worried he'll disappear if he lets go for
even a second. He needn't worry though. Yoongi holds him just as close, a constant warmth
against his shivering form as he cleans the sweat and cum from their bodies.

His lips hardly leave Jimin's silky flesh, gently placing soft kisses along the tanned expanse
of his shoulders and throat, before finding his lips and kissing him breathless.

He does all of this silently, heart fluttering at the shy smile's and soft "thank you" he receives
from the blonde. Drying them off with warm fluffy towels he carries Jimin to bed, settling
under the soft warm Duvet before pulling him into his arms.

"Are you ok, are you in any pain", he asks worriedly, a hint of regret in his tone.

"No pain", Jimin responds with a sleepy smile, "just a little tender in all the right places. I'm
ok I promise", he adds, reaching up to play with a strand of Yoongi's hair.
With his eyes roaming Yoongi's features, a content breath leaves him.

"I love you", he whispers softly, no longer afraid to say the words out loud, his smile growing
wider witnessing the tender warmth that blooms in Yoongi's gaze.

"I love you too. Fuck I love you so much", Yoongi whispers back, pulling him in for a soft
yet deep lingering kiss, only stopping when their eyes grow too heavy to keep open. Drifting
off to sleep wrapped in each other, the sun rises, casting soft light and warmth over their
peacefully sleeping forms.

❤⛓❤

After the wedding, Yoongi makes it his business to truly woo Jimin. He puts a sex ban in
place much to the the blondes horror as they sit in a soft plush booth during their first official
date since the dancers return.

The soft lighting reflects off of Jimin's blushing red cheeks, the Dom's words ricocheting
around in his head as if his brain refuses to accept them.

"You can't be serious", Jimin splutters in shock. "Why would you deprive us both of
something we're so good at".

Yoongi chuckles, grabbing hold of the blonde's small hands, heart fluttering at how perfectly
they fit in his own.

"I'm doing this because I want you to know I'm taking this, you and me, seriously", he says,
finger pointing over and back between them both.
"I want a future with you Jiminah, I want to do this right. I want to show you how cherished
you are, I want to leave no doubt in your mind that you're the one thing I want most in my
life", he finishes, endeared by soft pout on the dancer's lips.

"You don't have to withhold your dick from me to do that", Jimin breathes out, hands
immediately coming up to cover his cherry red cheeks, realizing too late that he'd voiced his
thoughts.

Yoongi's laughter breaks through Jimin's awkwardness, the blonde's own light tinkling giggle
joining the Dom's just as the waiter brings their food.

Clinking their wine glasses together, Yoongi locks gazes with his date, his heart kicking
furiously in his chest. He wants everything with Jimin, with the one person that turned his
house into a home, turned his cold nights warm and chased away each of his fears.

The intensity if his gaze had Jimin looking down shyly before Yoongi's next words have a
rush of adoration blooming through his heart.

"The best thing that ever happened to me was you getting lost and wandering into Moonlight.
I didn't know it at the time, but I do now. You changed my life Jimin, you make me happier
than I've ever been just by sitting in the same room as me", he tells the blonde softly.

Jimin's eyes fill without even realizing it. Rising from his side of the booth, he makes his way
around the table to Yoongi. Throwing his arms around the pianist he takes a seat beside him.
Sniffling softly into the crook of his shoulder he replies,

"You make me feel the same hyung, I want a future with you too. You must know you're also
the most important thing in my life. I don't want to be wooed if it's not you sweeping me off
my feet".

They sit like that, gazes locked, arms holding each other close, still hardly able to believe
they've found their way back to each other with all the odds that had been stacked against
them. Both men know now, this is what they want. Each other, nothing else matters anymore.

They eat their meals like that, Yoongi's arm around Jimin's waist while the blonde rests his
head on his Dom's shoulder. Feeding each other with their chopstick, they laugh their way
through the evening, lightly teasing each other until the manager bows before them.

"I'm sorry to interrupt, but we're closing soon", he informs them, leaving their check on the
table before scurrying away to clear up after other customers.

The two look at each other, Jimin's eyes widening "We've sat here for over five hours",his
shocked gasp turning to a giggle.

"Best five hours of my life", Yoongi retorts with a wink. The volume of Jimin's laughter
increases.

"You're too much", he tells him as the Dom places bills on the table.
"Not the first time you've told me that '', he smirks, taking Jimin's hand, the dancers whined
"Hyungggg" drawing a smile to his lips. Leading him out of the restaurant, they slowly make
their way to his car. Their conversation flows easily during the ride to Jimin's apartment.

Pulling up outside his building, Yoongi fidgets nervously in his seat. Picking up on it
immediately, Jimin places a hand on his knee.

"Oh god", he jokes, "You changed your mind already", teasing the elder to pull him from his
anxious thoughts whatever they might be.

"Never Jiminah", Yoongi whispers, pulling him in for a soft slow brush of lips. Pressing his
forehead to the blondes, his nerves drastically die down at the contact.

Reaching for the glove compartment, he opens it, pulling out a cd. His slightly trembling
hands place it gently in Jimin's small grasp.

The blonde looks up confused, noting how the pianist chews at his bottom lip.

"What is this", he asks, waiting patiently as the elder takes a deep breath.

"It's my mixtape", he answers, feeling slightly self conscious. "I want you to be the first to
listen to it since it's you who inspired me to finish it. Plus your opinion is the only one that
matters to me", he finishes, voice barely a whisper.

Jimin stares at him for a long moment before holding the cd close to his chest.

"You finished it",he breathes out in shock. "Hyung, I'm so proud of you. I can't believe I get
to listen to it first, Thank you", he rushes out, stunned that Yoongi thinks so highly of him, he
would want him to be the first to listen to it.

"This is a huge deal",he adds. "Well done hyung this is amazing I'm so proud of you".
Reaching across, he leaves a gentle kiss on the blushing pianist's cheek.

Yoongi's gummy smile beams brightly at the blonde, the Dom's heart lighting up at the praise
he receives.

Promising to listen to it immediately and let him know what he thinks after, Jimin exits the
car with an excited wave.

"Ok", Yoongi whispers, nodding nervously before he watches Jimin rush excitedly indoors.
Driving away, his nerves tick wildly in anticipation, hoping against everything that above all
else this evening, Jimin truly understands now, his place in Yoongi's life.

❤⛓❤

Popping the cd into his stereo, Jimin presses play. To say he is shocked by the rumbling base
that thunders through his apartment is an understatement. He had known it wasn't going to be
a Piano concerto, he just never expected Yoongi's mixtape to sound like this.
He bounces excitedly on his sofa, unable to stop himself as the fast beat gets under his skin.
When Yoongi starts rapping Jimin's mouth hangs open.

Reaching for his phone he shoots of a text to the elder.

PJM- Hyung you never told me you sounded this hot.

PJM- This is amazing.You are amazing omg 🥰

Putting his phone down, he focuses on the track until the device vibrates beside him.

MYG- You like it?

PJM- I love it. I'm so excited for everyone else to hear it 🥰

MYG- Thanks Jiminah. That means a lot to me.

PJM- MIN!!!!

MYG- Min? you mean me?

PJM- 😠

MYG- 👀
🤬
PJM- YOU PUT ME ON A SEX BAN AND THEN GIVE ME A CD WHERE YOU RAP
ABOUT YOUR TONGUE TECHNOLOGY 😠😠😠😠😠

MYG- Careful kitten 😏

PJM- Or what 😌

MYG- Or I'll add an extra month to the ban. You know I'll do it 😏

PJM- Sorry 😁👉👈😇

MYG- That's what I thought.

Jimin puts his phone down after their quick exchange to give his full attention to Yoongi's cd.
Each song hits differently. Some upbeat, some pure fire, others though, others hurt. Hearing
Yoongi rap so openly about his hardships tears at Jimin's heart.

He's truly an amazing artist, capable of drawing out an array of intense feelings from his
listeners. Jimin is so proud of him. He tells him as much during their call right after the last
track ends.

"You know you're special right. Someone with your kind of talent doesn't come around very
often. You're unbelievable hyung", he tells him.
"I'm not gonna fuck you after all this praise", Yoongi snorts down phone, a light chuckle
coming through the line.

"Hyung no I'm serious", Jimin giggles. "I mean every word. I'm so proud of you", he finishes,
cooing at the soft "Thank you `` he receives in return.

"Anyway it's late, I gotta go job hunting tomorrow so I better try get some sleep", he yawns
down the phone,

"Actually about that", Yoongi interrupts. "You remember that record label I told you I was
working with before, bighit!".

"The one you were producing with?", the blonde queries.

"Yeah that one. They emailed me. They saw that I composed the track for your showcase so
they contacted me. They want you to come in for an interview", Yoongi informs him.

"Me,but I'm not a singer", Jimin blurts out in a panic.

"Who the fuck are you trying to kid, I've heard you sing in the shower Jiminah, you're voice
is beautiful, so unique", he defends. "But that's not what they want you for. They're looking
for a lead choreographer", Yoongi explains.

The silence from Jimin's end of the line stretches on longer than normal, so much so that
Yoongi has to call his name three times before the blonde answers him.

"They're a huge company hyung", he says, voice trembling, excitement setting off butterflies
in his stomach.

"Yeah, they are", Yoongi responds. "This is a huge opportunity, do you want me to send you
the details?"he asks softly.

"Please, yeah please oh my god", Jimin squeals, bouncing on his bed, his happiness
overtaking him. "Thank you so much", he finishes softly.

"This has nothing to do with me. Your hard work and talent is what caught their attention.
This is all you Jiminah", Yoongi praises proudly. "Now go get some sleep. Your interview is
early tomorrow".

"Ok I will, Goodnight Yoongi", he whispers fondly down the phone, receiving a soft "Sweet
Dreams", in return.

Jimin however doesn't go to sleep. Returning to his sofa, he presses play on his stereo once
more, this time focusing on Yoongi's lyrics. He has a way with words. Jimin is truly
mesmerized by him.

Many of his lyrics jump out at the blonde, but one in particular sticks with him. Laying
restlessly in his bed later, a soft smile makes its way across his features. He feels more
content than he ever has. He acknowledges that today was a great day for them.
Though they've spent months apart, he feels closer to Yoongi than ever. The many small
gestures, the efforts he goes through each day to show he cares, has proven to Jimin pretty
quickly that Yoongi is all in with him. There is no doubt in his mind where this will lead
them.

Reaching for his phone, he opens his messaging app. A warm smile lights up his face as an
idea forms in his head.

PJM- Kookah, are you awake? I need your help with something and I need you to keep it a
secret from Yoongi for a while.

❤⛓❤⛓❤⛓❤⛓❤
 Chapter 15
Chapter Summary

Taehyung strikes again. Can Jimin help Yoongi overcome his one remaining fear.

3 Days later, Jimin rushes into Taehyung's arms excitedly blurting out a disbelieving,

"I got the Job, can you believe it".

"Of course I can believe it, you're my favorite little dancer", he teases, laughing at Jimin's
affronted frown.

"I'm not little", he pouts, shoving at him with tiny hands, earning a scoff from the brunette
playfully rolling his eyes at him.

"We have to celebrate", Taehyung says, pulling Jimin out the door of the cafe they agreed to
meet in.
"Hot chocolate won't cut it, we need shots, and bubbly", he smiles, wiggling his eyebrows.

"No I can't, Jungkook's bringing me to get my tattoo tomorrow", Jimin blurts out. "I'm
already really nervous, I don't want to be hungover too".

"Alright, just one shot, maybe a glass of wine, You have to celebrate Jiminah this is a huge
achievement", Taehyung smiles, and against his better judgment Jimin follows him onto a
rowdy bar.

What harm would one or two drinks possibly do?

❤⛓❤

Blinking awake slowly, the light of the sun shining right into his eyes pierces through the
dancer's pounding skull. Nausea and dizziness force him to his feet. He runs, spilling the
contents of his stomach into the porcelain toilet bowl of a bathroom that isn't own.

"Jiminah, are you ok?"he hears, chuckled through the closed door. Jungkook's caring nature
having driven him to check on the sickly blonde as soon as he heard his movements.

"Nooo, I think I'm dying", Jimin groans, pulling himself to the sink to rinse out his parched
dry mouth before splashing cold water on his face.
"I really think I'm dying, what the hell happened last night".

"There's a spare toothbrush under the sink, come see us when you're done and I'll explain",
the younger says through the door, shaking his head while making his way to the kitchen to
make tea for the two unruly sick subs.

Minutes later Jimin finds them in the living room. Taehyung sits bent over with his head in
his hands. Jungkook sits straight, an amused smile stretched across his face, one leg crossed
over the other while sipping his tea.

Jimin takes a seat across from the two, immediately reaching for the pain relief medication
and glass of water left out to ease his pounding headache.

"Story time", Jungkook smiles happily between the two of them. "I got a call last night asking
me to collect both your asses from the city center. When I got there, Taehyung was passed out
drunk while you were crying, topless, over his supposed "Dead body", he chuckles.

The two subs grimace, a blush instantly burning Jimins cheeks while he wracks his brain for
any memory of the night before.

Jungkook observes him with glee before adding,

"Did you know that once upon a time, I told Taehyung I wanted to get a tattoo, one small
tattoo. So skip to a random night weeks later, we went out with friends. I was hammered, and
this fucker right here", he laughs,gesturing in his husbands direction, "decided it would be a
great idea to bring me to a tattoo parlour. I woke up the next morning with a full sleeve and
nipple piercings.", he finishes with a bright smile.

Jimin in all his hungover glory looks right at Jungkook, blinking slowly, unable to make
sense of why he's rambling about tattoo's at such an ungodly hour. He stares at him, a blank
expression on his face, wanting nothing more than to sleep the day away.

"Have you made a final decision on where you want your tattoo, what size, font?", Jungkook
asks with a raised brow, biting the inside of his cheek trying to suppress his urge to laugh.

Realisation Dawn's slowly on the blonde, remembering that he's getting his tattoo done today.
His brain screams at him that they are not moving for the whole day. Absolutely not. Maybe
not even tomorrow.

"Oh", he nods slowly, "Yeah just small enough to fit behind my ear, but I don't think I can go
through with it today", he grimaces.
"I really feel like a need a week to recover from lastnight", he groans leaning back into the
chair while his head spins.

Jungkook can't contain it anymore. Loud booming laughter has the two subs screwing their
eyes shut while the Dom slaps his knee repeatedly.

"I'm so sorry Jiminah, but you agreed taking the lyrics into consideration that it would be a
great idea", Taehyung whines, lifting his head for a moment, a mixture of regret and humour
passing through his tired eyes.

"What do you mean", Jimin asks, looking between the two newlyweds for an explanation.
Jungkook's laughter fades away.Turning to his husband, his next words have Jimin sitting
poker straight, his brain protesting with a heavy throb as he screws his eyes shut with a
wince.

"Jeon-Kim Taehyung strikes again", the youngest laughs once more, pulling a whine from the
dancer.

"No, no, nooo what do you mean", Jimibmn panics, touching behind his ears before
frowning. Patting himself down, he hisses at the dull ache settling over his ribs.

Pulling up his shirt, a choked gasp erupts from him. Jumping to his feet, he rushes to the full
length mirror in the hallway, cursing his fast movements as he sways slightly on his feet.
Slowly he pulls back the wrap covering his ribs, mouth agape as words fail him.

Jungkook appears beside him, admiring the large letters permanently inked across his ribs.

"I know it's not what you wanted by any stretch of the imagination, but you can always get it
lasered after it heals", the Dom tells him softly.

"No,....no I want to keep it", Jimin whispers, a soft smile slowly making its way across his
shocked features.
"It's perfect", he beams right as Taehyung appears behind him.

"I'm really sorry Jiminah", the brunette mumbles sheepishly, his tired eyes showing how
stressed he is over the whole situation he had wrangled the blonde into.

Turning to face him, Jimin smiles wickedly before stating, "As payback you will be buying
all my meals this week, breakfast, lunch and dinner", he teases before taking another look at
his tattoo.

"Do you think he'll like it, It's not too much right?", he ponders, worrying his bottom lip
between his teeth.

"I mean, it's giant, huge", Jungkook answers honestly, "But there's no way he won't love it.
No one's ever shown their care for him with such a thoughtful gesture before".

"Are you sure", the blonde whispers.

"100%", Taehyung interrupts. "And the fact that it's connected to his music, it's really
meaningful, he'll love it I promise. Don't worry so much Chim", he finishes before pulling the
blonde towards the sofa.

Both of them lay curled up together in an attempt to soothe their hangovers while Jungkook
shakes his head, a soft smile playing on his lips as he sets about making them a light soup.

❤⛓❤

It's not hard to conceal his tattoo over the next two months. Its the only upside to the sex ban
Yoongi had put in place. Their physical contact had reduced drastically much to Jimin's
disappointment.

The pianist always pulls away as soon as their make out sessions turn too heavy, chuckling
softly at Jimin's persistent needy whimper's. The blonde misses his touch, misses waking in
his warm embrace.

He misses when Yoongi's cat-like eyes were the first thing he would see each morning.
Though he doesn't complain. The dates Yoongi plans for them have him falling deeper with
each day that passes.

The secret smiles they have only for each other, the hours spent talking instead of tumbling
between the sheets, the time they've taken away from the club all lead them to where they are
now. Their time together feels more meaningful than it ever was before.

Their relationship has gone from strength to strength.

Both put just as much effort into their growth as the other. The mutual love stands solid now,
no doubt left in their minds that they can and will make this work.

Sitting on the hood of Yoongi's car, they look out over their view. The scenery from the cliffs
just outside the city has Jimin breathing deep. His body relaxes into Yoongi's who sits behind
him, legs splayed either side of the dancer's hips with his arms wrapped around his middle.

Tall tree's line the horizon, dispersing slightly where a lake has formed. Bird's chirp sweetly
from their nests, slowly quietening down with the setting sun. Orange pinks and purples cast
a warmth over their tangled forms.

Jimin turns in Yoongi's arms, taking in the mesmerizing features of his face. His sharp cat
like eyes, his high cheekbones, his soft pretty pink lips.

"You're missing the sunset", Yoongi smirks, breath hitching as he glances at Jimin. The
blonde looks at him with so much longing it has him reaching to brush his hair out of his
eyes, never wanting to look away.

"I'm not missing it, I can see it in your eyes, everything I want to see is right before me", the
dancer replies, leaning in to press their lips softly together.

Yoongi's heart swells at Jimin's words, his arms pulling the blonde flush against him as he
moves to straddle his hips.

Their kisses turn feverish, Yoongi licking into the younger's mouth as hunger and need drown
him. It had been so difficult to keep a lid on his desires these past months. As much as he
wants to wait, he can't hold back anymore, the lid on his desire comes loose spilling free.

The need to devour Jimin consumes him, his hands wander lower to grip harshly at Jimin's
ass. He pulls him down hard against his rapidly swelling length, drawing a shocked whimper
from the starry eyed beauty in his arms.

Jimin pulls his head back, staring into the pianist's eyes seeing his own need and longing
staring back at him. Climbing from the hood of the car in a rush, they quickly sit into the
spacious back seats, Jimin rids himself of his pants and briefs at record speed while Yoongi
grasps for the packet of lube in his wallet.

Ripping it open he smears it on his fingers while the blonde straddles him once more. Their
lips meet, tongues gliding together in a clash of dominance as Jimin grips Yoongi's hair,
angling his head to plunder his mouth further.

Yoongi's fingers circle Jimin's rim, the cold slick substance pulling a hiss from Jimin's parted
lips as he presses back on them, inhaling sharply as two thick knuckles fingers breach his
hole, a whispered "Please" leaving him.

He stills in place as the elder gets to work, opening him up slowly as gasps and cut off
breaths escape him. He can feel each drop of precum that drools from his length, gathering to
pool on Yoongi's jeans. A long lingering moan leaves his lips as his hips buck involuntarily.

Yoongi smirks, deliberately circling the soft spongy bundle of nerves that has Jimin choking
on a moan and biting down on his shoulder.

"Fuckin missed how pretty you sound for me", he grunts harshly, pulling his fingers from the
hot clenching depths of Jimin's hole to free himself from his jeans.

Jimin gasps feeling the unrelenting pressure of Yoongi's tip pressing against his rim, pushing
back against it. Moaning high and hard as it breaches the first ring of muscle, he buries his
face in the crook of the pianists neck, grip tightening where his hands rest on strong broad
shoulders.Yoongi presses in further, eyes screwed shut as intense heat grips the head of his
cock. Breathing heavily through his nose, he grips Jimin's hips with bruising strength before
sliding in steadily until his hips rest flush against the dancer's ass.

Jimin's long lingering moan pulls at Yoongi's gut. Thick thighs tremble either side of his own,
the burn drawing whimpered gasps from the blonde sniffling sporadically in his arms while
his hot tight walls cling to his thick pulsing girth.

Pulling out half way, Jimin's body snaps taut, overwhelming sensation burns where their
bodies meet. Lifting his head from where it had been resting he locks red rimmed watery eyes
with Yoongi's hungry gaze.

The elders eyes darken seeing a tear spill from the dancer's lashes, pulling out, he rams back
in, setting a brutal pace that has Jimin seeing stars. Choked moans cut off harshly each time
the Dom thrusts upwards, simultaneously pulling the younger down while he grinds deep.

"H-hyung-ngh-,please", Jimin gasps brokenly while Yoongi's unforgiving pace hammers

directly into his prostate. "S-too much, feels so good, s-so full", he slurs, his grip tightening
on Yoongi's shoulders as their desperation takes full hold of them.

Yoongi grips his hair, pulling his head back, "I know, shit I fucking know", he groans. Diving
into his throat, he litters the tanned flesh with blooming purple marks, his thrusts unrelenting
while sharp cries fill his ears, burning their sound into his brain.
"So perfect", Yoongi groans, "So fuckin pretty for me Jiminah", not missing the tight clench
around his cock as Jimin cries out, revelling in the praise the elder gives him.

"P-please, hyung please", he begs desperately, so close to releasing he can feel it sizzling
under his skin.

"You gonna cum for me", Yoongi grunts, "You gonna cum like this, stretched around my
cock hmm", he grits out, his own release rushing towards him while Jimin mewls, his pitchy
cries setting a fire deep in Yoongi's gut.

He can feel it, the tight clenching hole fluttering around him, contracting tighter with each
thrust. The blonde's arms pull him close, pressing back frantically against the burning stretch
spearing through him, his neglected cock begging for its long overdue release.

"I,-shit m'gonna cum", Jimin gasps, eyes screwed shut, body locking while Yoongi pounds
into him from below. Neither of them can last, having spent too many nights longing for each
other.

"Fuck, that's it baby, cum, take me with you", Yoongi groans low in his chest, eyes rolling to
the back of his head. Jimin lifts up before ramming down hard on the elders cock, the deep
bruising pressure hitting his prostate dead on pulls a strangled cry from his raw throat.

He spills between their bodies, trembling limbs and clenching hole pulling Yoongi over the
edge with a harsh "Fuck" as Jimin cries out his name. He greedily milks every drop from
him, clamping down hard on the heat filling him with milky white release.

His moans turn to gasped pants as Yoongi pulls him forward. Crashing their lips together,
hungrily licking into his mouth he remains seated astride the pianist, a pliant satisfied warmth
in his Dom's arms. Their kisses turn to soft, tentative, gentle caresses of tongue.
Yoongi holds him tight, pressing their foreheads together as he whispers sweet secrets to the
blushing blonde. Both happy to basc in each other's embrace until the air surrounding them
starts to chill.

After cleaning up, they make their way back towards the city, Jimins brow furrowing in
confusion as Yoongi drives straight past the street that would take them to his apartment
block, continuing on through the city.

"Hyung you've gone the wrong way", Jimin startles at the Dom's uncharacteristic
forgetfulness.

"Have I", Yoongi smirks, "Or am I just taking you home", he asks almost coyly as they pull
into the elders apartment complex.

"Well it's your home not mine", Jimin sasses with a soft giggle thats soon replaced with a
look of excited surprise as Yoongi counters,

"Its not a home Jiminah, Not unless you're in it".

❤⛓❤
Exhaustion soon finds them, the pianist leading Jimin to the bedroom before rifling through
his closet to find him something to wear for bed. Jimin stands rooted to the spot, nervously
shuffling his feet by the time Yoongi is settled into bed .

Changing into the soft sweats first, he pauses before nervously making his way over to the
pianist.

"What's wrong", Yoongi asks softly,taking the blonde's dainty hand and pulling him to sit
astride his thighs.

"Nothings wrong just, don't freak out ok", Jimin murmurs.

Reaching for the hem of his hoodie, he slowly lifts it over his head, his hands trembling in
nervous anticipation of Yoongi's reaction. Throwing the clothing to the side, he lifts his head,
eyes focused on Yoongi's stunned features.

Yoongi's gasped intake of breath doesn't go unnoticed by Jimin. He observes his Dom
anxiously whose eyes remain trained on his ribs. Reaching up, Yoongi softly brushes the
inked flesh with the back of his knuckles.

"Jiminah", he whispers shakily, "What is this, what did you do".

The blonde looks down to where his hands now rest on his lover's chest, unsure of whether or
not Yoongi sounds shocked or disappointed.

"I just,..I wanted to show you how much you mean to me, how permanent your place in my
life is", he responds, voice barely audible.
"I wanted to show you how much I love you, so I took one of your lyrics and made it into a
tattoo", he finishes.

The silence that follows leaves him feeling dejected and foolish, internally cursing himself
while he moves to pull away. He's stopped abruptly by a hand wrapping around his waist,
holding him in place while a trembling finger tilts his chin up.

Yoongi audibly gulps, lost for words as his eyes flit back and forth between Jimin's decorated
ribcage and downcast eyes.

"Look at me", he orders, the blonde obeying immediately, seeing wonder and adoration
pouring outward from Yoongi's gaze.

"I love you Jimin", he breathes out on a shaky exhale.

"I love you like I've loved no other, Your soft heart continues to amaze me every day", he
says gently ,reaching for his pink cheek. Running his thumb over it slowly, he's unable to
stop the smile that spreads across his lips.

"You're the single most important person in my life, and I'll spend every day for as long as
you'll let me, proving to you that you're the only one for me. If I can't have this with you then
I don't want it with anyone",he finishes, leaning in to press their lips together.
Jimin's arms move to wrap around Yoongi's neck, deepening the kiss while sighing
contentedly in his arms.

"I love you too, so much", he sniffles softly, the pianist laying him down gently before
removing the clothing from their bodies. He takes his time kissing every inch of his tattoo,
worshiping his body with his tongue before taking him slowly, deeply, as Jimin's soft breathy
cries fill his apartment once more.

With his lover laying happily in his warm embrace, he places soft gentle kisses along his
temple. He doesn't rest yet himself, not until the sound of Jimin's soft snores reach his ears,
the familiar comforting sound soothing him softly into his own dreamy sleep.

❤⛓❤

Lunch dates with Taehyung on Saturday's have long become one of the highlights of Jimin's
week. He could listen to him talk excitedly about his latest interior design commission for
hours. The brunette, having quickly built an impressive portfolio, is now in high demand.

Sitting in the passenger seat of Taehyung's car, excitement bubbles under his skin. If he had
known they would be making a last minute stop at the club today he wouldn't have dressed so
casually in comfy gray sweats and black hoodie.

"Does Jungkook teach these classes often, I've never actually been to one", Jimin murmurs
softly, daydreaming about Yoongi yet again. It's something he's found himself doing more
and more lately, ever since the elder had asked him to move in with him.

"Usually classes are held as a refresher course once every 2 months for different techniques,
though if a Dom needs more guidance extra classes can be arranged. It all depends on what
the club monitors suggest really", Taehyung informs him.

"Do other clubs hold classes too?", the blonde wonders aloud. Realizing that though he has
spent much time under Yoongi's guidance, he doesn't know all that much about the running of
these types of establishments.

"Not many clubs do, and they certainly don't hold them often enough. Yoongi hyung doesn't
grant membership to any Dom that refuses to take part in classes either. I admire him for that.
Membership for this club is expensive, but for a reason. The welfare of each member is
always put first. They know that and they feel safe here", he finishes with a proud smile.

Jimin looks at him dumbfounded. Feeling as though he's missed something he asks,

"What do you mean membership is expensive?".

"Huh?".

"You said membership is expensive".

"Yeah it is", Taehyung smirks, "But judging by your reaction this is the first your hearing of
it". Laughing smugly he adds, "He clearly had it bad for you from the very beginning, even if
he did try to deny it".

Jimin smiles softly, his heart blooming as he asks ,

"You think so?".

"Mhmm, I really do", Taehyung admits, "No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't stay away
from you".

"He asked me to move in with him", Jimin whispers bashfully, a happy giggle spilling from
him while Tae pulls into a parking space outside the club.

"You're kidding", he smiles excitedly, bouncing where he sits.

"I'm serious".

"Chim that's great, when are you moving in".

"Well I haven't agreed yet".

"Don't you want to?".

"Of course I do, are you crazy".

"Then why haven't you agreed".

"I don't know, I'm scared. I've never lived with a boyfriend before".

"What are you afraid of?".

"I don't know".

"Chim, if there's one thing Jungkookie has taught me, it's to never let my fears hold me back.
If you keep putting it off because you're scared, you'll never take that step forward",
Taehyung advises sincerely, his soft smile immediately putting Jimin at ease.

"Yeah you're right. I'm gonna do it, I'm gonna move in with him", he exclaims giddily as he
exits the car.

"Good", Taehyung tells him. "Good for you, think of all that dick you'll get every night.
Think of all those steamy shared showers, think of all those morning blowjobs", he tells the
other dramatically adding, "You're in for a wild ride".

"You're not wrong, it's always a wild ride with Yoongi", Jimin smirks, wiggling his eyebrows
before turning on his heels. Taehyung throws his head back, his loud bark of laughter filling
the car park as Jimin skips ahead.

Taking Jungkook's rather large duffel bag from the boot he shuffles after the blonde, his chest
light knowing his two friends are making solid progress. Catching up to him he bumps their
shoulders as they make their way down the familiar stairs to the club before saying,
" I can't wait for you to see Yoongi hyung do what he does best".

"What do you mean?", Jimin asks wide eyed, before a crisp crack fills the air. Following the
sound, his eyes land on Yoongi, the Dom rolling his shoulder slightly before drawing his arm
back. The long tail of a sleek black whip follows his movement's gracefully before being
drawn forward. The quick snap of Yoongi's wrist releases another crack, the sound echoing
off the walls of the club as the whip makes contact with a velvet sheet hung from a beam.

"You see those crisp lines", he asks his observers, "That's what you want, clean lines, clean
edges. If you tear through the sheet you're using too much force, you'll tear your subs back to
shreds. Remember, the amount of pain a Masochist may get off on, will vary from person to
person", he advises them. "Start off light and work upwards from there. Under no
circumstances should you ever start off on the extreme end of the scale, no matter how much
a sub says they can take it. Now each of you, take a designated scene area. Jungkook and I
will be here should any of you have questions or need further assistance", he finishes before
making his way over to the younger Dom.

Jimin stands rooted to the spot, sweat forming on the nape of his neck as a tingle runs
through his spine. His mouth feels dry, a hot flush building beneath his skin as he stands
there, blushing wildly, unable to tear his eyes away from Yoongi.

Taehyung clicks his tongue, a knowing smirk on his face as he links arms with the blonde
before walking them over to the observation spot where their two Dom's stand watching.
Releasing Jimin's arm, he runs to his husband, placing a soft kiss on his cheek.

Feeling flustered and exposed, Jimin coughs awkwardly, immediately catching Yoongi's
attention as he tries to shake away the image of Yoongi brandishing a whip that has burned its
way into his mind. The same whip now coiled around his Dom's large veiny hand.

Turning around, Yoongi's bright gummy smile immediately lights up his face.

"Jiminah, how long have you been here", he asks, surprise evident on his face not having
expected to see the blonde here.

"Um, about ten minutes", Jimin whispers, eyes rooted to the floor to hide his burning cheeks.
Trying in vain to get his breathing under control, he takes a long shuddered breath.

Stepping closer, Yoongi tilts his chin up to face him. Tonguing his cheek he teases,

"What's got you so fired up, you look as timid and flustered as the first night we met.

Jimin's blush depends instantly at his Dom's words, his head tilting low once again as a
nervous energy bubbles beneath the surface. Reaching out tentatively, his small fingers softly
caressing the tail of the whip dangling from Yoongi's hand.

His chest rises and falls rapidly with each short breath, his palms clammy. He's intrigued,
curious, a deep need arising in him to know what it would be like to be on the receiving end
of his Dom's speciality. Restrained and at his mercy, he has no doubt Yoongi would unravel
his very being. Looking back up into the elders eyes, a soft breathy "Yoongi" leaves his lips.
His wide blown pupils pull a gasp from his Dom.

Taking a step back, Yoongi shakes his head, panic consuming him at the thought of hurting
the one person he can never risk losing.

Jimin can see it instantly, the pale pallor of his skin losing the last of its pink hue, the fear that
grips him, the tremor of his hands. Lurching forward, he throws his arms around the elders
neck, pulling him close to soothe him softly.

"Shhh it ok, don't think about the one time things went wrong, think of all the times things
went right. If you really don't want to then we'll forget about it right now and I'll never
mention it again", he rushes out, regret lacing his tone at having induced such panic in his
Dom.
"I'm sorry Yoongi", he finishes, softly nuzzling along the column of his throat, his hand
ruffling the hairs at his nape.

"It's not that I don't want to", the elder replies, trembling slightly in his arms.

"I just know I'll never forgive myself if I hurt you. You're too important to me", he finishes,
swaying the blonde gently where they stand, kissing the crown of his head before being
interrupted.

A horrified Dom calls for him in a panic, a long rip torn right through the center of his velvet
sheet. The look of defeat on his features is almost crushing, his worry evident as Yoongi
presses a final kiss to Jimin's cheek before making his way over to the struggling Dom.

"Don't go anywhere, we're not done talking about this", Yoongi throw's over his shoulder, his
tone rough. That same low rumble that had caught Jimin off guard when they first met still
has the same effect on him now, his stomach knotting with desire, a desire only Yoongi can
fill.

Watching the pianist tutor the ailing Dom pulls a fond smile from Jimin. Taking a seat, he
observes with interest how Yoongi's calm, reassuring demeanor puts the other at ease. At the
end of the hour, his once slumped shoulders now stand broad. His posture radiates confidence
as he expertly wields his whip with perfect strokes. Turning to Yoongi, he bows deeply in
thanks, his happiness unmistakable as the gathering fetch their belongings and make their
way out of the club.

Once alone, all equipment returned to its proper place, Yoongi turns to Jimin. The blonde gets
to his feet, making his way over to the elder who leads them to the bar. Leaning over it, the
Dom plucks a bottle of expensive whiskey and two shot glasses from beside the register.

Pouring them each a shot, he downs his, hand trembling slightly as he replaces the glass on
the bar top. He watches Jimin throw his shot back, the slow bob of his Adam's apple as he
gulps it back, the slick swipe of his tongue running over his plump lips.filling him pure
unadulterated need. The urge to bend him over the barstool and sink into him has him clench
his fists. Taking a deep breath, he speaks.
"I'm gonna ask you a few questions Jimin, and I want honest answers from you, ok?".

"Ok", Jimin responds steadily, willing to do whatever he must to put the elders mind at ease.

"You answered 'No' to whipping in your limit list, why are you changing your mind all of a
sudden?", Yoongi questions warily, his thoughts running a mile a minute.

"Well honestly, I had never tried anything that happened within the club and I thought it best
to not push myself until I felt ready. But also it didn't appeal to me at the time", the blonde
explains slowly, wanting to be as clear as he possibly can.

"Why do you want to try it now, and so suddenly if the thought of it didn't appeal to you
before", Yoongi frowns.

"It didn't appeal to me at the time, Yoongi, I need you to understand that. You said I could
adjust my limit list with time and I want to do so now. You should know that there's nothing
in this club I wouldn't try at least once with you", he assures his Dom before adding,

"That's how much I trust you Yoongi. I know that no matter what happens, You'll put my
safety above all else. Though I need you to trust me just as much, to trust that I know my
limits", he urges gently.

"I do trust you, But this is nothing like being flogged Jimin, this will hurt, not just sting, it
will really hurt, it will burn through you, it will-

"I know. I know all of that, and if it becomes too much, you need to trust that I'll use my
safeword", Jimin soothes, taking the elders face between his hands. Pressing his lips to the
elders softly, he rests their foreheads together.

"Don't overthink it, don't wait days to decide", he whispers, "let's do it now, for your sake so
this doesn't drive you crazy all week", Jimin urges.

Yoongi closes his eyes. Sweat gathers on his palms as he breathes out,

"One word, say anything at all to indicate that it's too much for you and I'll stop. Do you
understand? I'll stop anyway after five lashes, we can work up from there over time if you
can handle it".

"Ok, whatever you want", Jimin responds, wrapping his arms around the elder to calm his
racing heart.

Yoongi nods hesitantly, standing to his feet. Leading Jimin towards the scene area, his nerves
feel more frayed than they have ever done in the past. His heart hopes against all hope that
he's doing the right thing by trusting that Jimin truly does know his limits.

❤⛓❤

Standing back, Yoongi observes the smooth planes of Jimin's bare back, his tanned skin
already prickled with goosebumps. The muscles and tendons of his arms flex as he tests his
binds, his cuffs hooked to an overhead frame leaving the blonde at his Dom's complete
mercy.

Circling him one last time, Yoongi comes face to face with him, Jimin's wide blown eyes
drinking him in before dropping to the whip on his hand. He gulps audibly, his stomach flip
flopping, not knowing whether he wants to prolong the anticipation or be done with it.

"What's your safeword", Yoongi whispers, his anxiety evident in the sweat beading on his
forehead, the firm set of his ticking jaw giving his soft features a hard edge.

"Yellow Sir", Jimin breathes out, not taking his eyes from Yoongi's. Leaning in as much as
his binds will allow, he wills him with a firm kiss to trust himself.

Yoongi closes his eyes, taking a steadying breath of his own before grazing the knuckles of
his free hand along Jimin's cheek.

"Are you ready?", he asks shakily, hands trembling as he takes a small step back.

"Ready when you are Sir", Jimin responds before adding, "You use our safeword if you need
to too ok".

"Oh so it's ours now", Yoongi chuckles lightly, his nerves diminishing little by little the more
Jimin's soft lilting voice grounds him.

"Have I not told you my love, what's mine is yours", Jimin smiles, eyes full of warmth for the
man before him.

"And what's mine is yours", Yoongi responds, heart on his sleeve as his bright beaming smile
sends butterflies erupting through the blondes tummy.

"I know, that's why I'm moving in with you after we leave here today", Jimin tells him, a
bashful pink tinge coloring his cheeks as Yoongi's eyes widen. Stepping forward, he crashes
their lips together. Every ounce of joy he feels blooming under his skin envelopes them both
in warmth.

Pulling back, the blonde giggles softly, his heart soaring seeing the twinkle of happiness in
his Dom's eyes. Yoongi is once again blindsided by him, by his ability to pick up on his
emotions and put him at ease simply with his presence.

"I fucking love you so much", he laughs, eyes locked with the beaming blonde before him.

"I love you too, now let's get this over with so you can take me home", Jimin urges.

Yoongi nods, stepping away an acceptable distance before calling out, "Ready", receiving an
immediate "Yes Sir" in reply.

Taking a deep breath he draws his arm back, bringing it forward slower than usual before
landing the first lash between Jimin's shoulder blades.
Jimin hears it, the sound of the whip slicing through the air before the crack of its leather tail
making impact reaches his ears. He flinches, pulling on the binds overhead as a high pitched
gasp rips from his throat. It stings at first, then in burns, before dulling to a heavy throb.

He pants in shock, head hanging between his shoulders while his heart rate skyrockets. He's
completely under Yoongi's control like this, his Dom could do as he pleases and all he could
do is stand there and take it. Sweat beads along his shoulder in anticipation.

The thought sends a shock of arousal coursing through his veins, his cock filling rapidly just
as the whip lashes him for the second time, landing just below where it first made impact. He
grunts this time, a deep heaving breath of air filing his lungs right after.

The third lash has him crying out, his flesh tender, the burning sting making him want to
scratch at it. Pulling on his binds he wriggles in place. The heat of where the whip has landed
burns a path straight to his cock, the throb of his twitching length oozing precum into his
briefs.

The fourth lash has him choking on a gasp, the burn hotter this time as it lands criss-cross
over the pink raised welts already decorating his flesh. He feels lightheaded, pain and
pleasure igniting side by side in a heady combination.

The final impact tears a guttural moan from deep in his chest, his bared flesh tingling while
soft whimpered gasps escape him. The sound of the whip dropping to the floor barely
registers with him, his body flinching as he feels the cold sensation of cooling balm being
caressed gently over the raised welts adorning his back. He can feel the tremor in Yoongi's
hands. His heart cries out to soothe the elder who finally took a tremendous leap to overcome
his past nightmare. He feels soft lips map out a trail of kisses along each tender mark.

His soft gasps give way for gentle pleas, his Dom circling around him, immediately taking
his face in his hands before softly brushing their lips together.

"Are you ok", Yoongi asks instantly,his voice trembling as he assesses his whimpering sub.
His eyes widen in confusion at the hardness poking his thigh. Jimin grinds his aching length
against him, his efforts cut short as Yoongi grips his hips. Stilling his movements, the Dom's
sharp "Oh fuck" litters the air.

"Sir please, m'so hard, h-hurts' ', Jimin whines. Yoongi groans harshly while gripping his hair.
Dragging him closer he plunders his lips, their tongues swirling together hungrily. Yoongi's
hands descend to rip Jimin's sweats down his thighs.

His own jeans soon follow, his length throbbing painfully as he grips both their length in his
large hand.

"Shit, please", Jimin chokes out, his arousal under Yoongi's touch burning stronger by the
second as the elder pumps their weeping lengths.

"You're a fucking dream Jimin, can't fucking believe you're mine", Yoongi groans, stroking
harder, faster, flicking his wrist every so often to pull a cry from the blonde. The effect of
Jimin's aroused state after being whipped has him hurtling towards the edge fast.
Increasing his pace, he leans in to leave open mouthed kisses along the column of Jimin's
exposed throat. His free hand pinches one of the blondes pink buds leading him to cry out,
his head hitting his Dom's shoulder while he bites down softly, suckling at the flesh of his
throat

Yoongi's gut burns, his release drawing his balls up tight as a gasped "fuck, gonna cum",
reaches the blondes ears, the statement soon followed by a warm sensation painting his
stomach and chest. Yoongi's breath heaves from the speed and force of his release.

Dropping to his knees, he laps at the head of Jimin's twitching cock. Swiping his own release
from his subs stomach he wets his fingers in his own mess. Reaching between the blonde's
legs to circle the clenching rim that awaits him, he drives in knuckle deep.

Jimin's shocked cry rings out around the empty club, his eyes blurred with tears as Yoongi
circles his prostate mercilessly, prodding the sensitive tissue before fluttering his fingers over
it repeatedly.

His gut twists, his high barrelling towards him as Yoongi sinks down on his cock, his
throbbing length engulfed in the tightness of his Dom's throat. Sensation overwhelms him.
His balls ache, ready to let go of their heavy load, spurred on by the sloppy sounds of Yoongi
gagging on his cock.

"Please,..please m'gonna cum don't stop", he wails, fireworks exploding behind his eyes as
Yoongi's swallows around him repeatedly. He spills down his throat suddenly in thick spurts
as Yoongi continues to swallow around him, prodding his prostate until he's trembling and
crying out in oversensitivity. His moans turn to gasped whimpers as Yoongi pulls the subs
softening cock from his throat, withdrawing his fingers from.his tight hole. Getting to his feat
he strides over to the supply table, coming back with a towel to clean them both off.

His hands still tremble as he unhooks Jimin's cuffs, the tired sub immediately wrapping him
in a tight hug, a soft sigh escaping him.

"You did so well hyung, I'm proud of you", he murmurs softly, the Dom's soft sniffles leading
to a wet sensation landing on his shoulder.

"Hey don't cry, I'm ok I promise", Jimin whispers, comforting the man in his arms as his
hands rub soft circles into back.

I know Jiminah, I'm so relieved, but I was so scared the whole time. I couldn't even breathe",
he cries into the crook of the blonde's neck.

Jimin leads him to their usual spot on the sofa, assuring the Dom that they're both ok, that the
elder no longer has anything to fear. Promising to love him no matter what, he softly hums
his Dom into a short nap, pride bubbling under his skin at how far they've come together.

When Yoongi wakes an hour later, it's to the sight of Jimin's bright beaming smile, almost
bright enough to match his own in this moment. A soft "Thank you" breaks the silence
between them as he pulls the younger in for a slow sweet kiss.
Gathering their belongings, they walk out of the club hand in hand, Yoongi asking softly,
"Where to now Jiminah".

Waving the key to Yoongi's apartment between them he replies with a wide smile,

"Now you take me home".

❤⛓❤⛓❤⛓❤⛓❤
 Chapter 16
Chapter Summary

We've finally reached the end. Thank you for sticking with this Story. I hope you like the
ending. I'll be writing a Taekook spinoff in the future so please keep an eye out for it if

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you would like. I'm sorry for any typo's that remain in this fic. I'm trying really hard to
work on improving that. See you again soon ❤

Jimin settles into Yoongi's apartment with ease, the elder helping him store away all his
belongings, giving him free reign to put his own decorative touches wherever he sees fit. If
this is to be their home, he wants the space to reflect Jimin's presence in it.

Months pass, Yoongi often wonders how he ever filled his mundane days before Jimin came
into his life. The younger fills his evening with laughter, his home with love and his heart
with unmistakable warmth.

Jimin coaxes him into light whipping scenes once a month with encouraging words and fierce
arousal under Yoongi's guidance, slowly returning every ounce of confidence the Dom had
lost in his abilities.

Before they know it, a year has passed since Jimin returned to Seoul, to Yoongi. Determined
to make it special, Yoongi takes the dancer back to his hometown of Busan.

Jimins excitement rubs off on Yoongi. The man who hates being out under the sun, trails
happily after the blonde as walks them down steps that lead from their beach house to the
sandy ocean. It's not lost on Jimin, the similarity between this beach house and the one he had
spent months in pining over Yoongi. Its cute cozy feel has Jimin coo instantly, wrapping his
arms around the elder before whispering a content "thank you". They spend five days here,
Yoongi indulging in all of Jimin's suggestions, just as Jimin indulges in Yoongi's desire to
stay wrapped in each other's arms for an extra hour each morning.

Yoongi wakes earlier than usual the day they're due to leave. Determined to do the one thing
that's been on his mind for so long, he takes this as his perfect opportunity. Leaving a soft
kiss on the blonde's round cheek, he quietly makes his way out of the house.

The drive doesn't take long, twenty minutes later he finds himself stood outside the door of a
luxuriously built home. The impeccably kept grounds flourish with flowers of every color,
the trees and shrubs preened to perfection, indicating how uptight the owners truly are.

The door opens before he gets a chance to knock, a handsome older man dressed in a
designer suit stopping in the tracks as he takes in the man standing on his front Doorstep.
"Mr. Park, Min Yoongi, I'd like a word if you don't mind", Yoongi Introduces, respectful
enough to not cause a scene, yet not quite successful in hiding his distaste for the man that
had tried to ruin his son's career.

"I know who you are, You have some nerve showing up here after getting my Son involved
in your depraved activities", Mr Park spits out.

"You would do well to watch your tone with me", Yoongi warns him with a glare, "Whatever
is between me and your Son goes well beyond any activities carried out in my club. I think
anyone would be more concerned with the news of you trying to ruin your Son for your
own gain, don't you", he ends in a smirk.

"How dare you, If you came here for my blessing you'll be sorely disappointed", Jimin's
father rages, gesturing angrily in Yoongi's direction.

"I'm not asking for your blessing, nor do Jimin and I require it. We will remain together with
or without it. This is merely a courtesy call. Now we can have this conversation inside, or out
here in broad daylight with your neighbors watching, it's your call", Yoongi drawls, his tone
indicating his boredom.

Looking over Yoongi's shoulder, Mr Park see's his neighbors, their nosy nature pulling a
grumble from his throat.

"Inside, but make it quick", he sighs, stepping back to allow Yoongi entry into his home.

Fifteen minutes later, Yoongi is back in his car. A soft exhale leaves his chest as he starts the
engine, his heart already longing to see Jimin's sweet sleeping face.

Back at the beach house, he undresses quietly before shuffling under the soft sheets. Pulling
the younger into his arms, he peppers gentle kisses to the crown of his head before Jimin's
hushed breaths soothingly lull him to sleep.

❤⛓❤

"Why aren't we allowed to see the scene area yet", Jimin asks, while Taehyung orders them
both a drink at the bar. He had stayed away from the club for quite some time, only visiting
with Yoongi once a month for a light whipping. His full return had only been recent.

To say he loved being back was an understatement. He had missed the subs he'd grown so
close with. He had also missed this side of their relationship. Yoongi had taken him apart
piece by piece in the private rooms his first night back, leaving him a boneless mess on the
sheets.

"I'm not sure", Taehyung responds," something to do with theme night. I don't know why it's
so top secret, but all subs being banned from the area is either really good, or really bad", he
smirks. "Either way I'm excited".
"You're ridiculous", Jimin laughs, Just as Hoseok's familiar voice booms through the
speakers.

"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to this month's theme night. We have something special for
all you subs this evening. You're Doms have been tasked with recreating their favorite scenes
with you. As always safewords are to be used where necessary. Have fun and play safe", he
finishes before he signals for the Dom's to step to the front of their chosen scene. Jimin spots
Yoongi immediately, his heart skipping a beat at his Dom's chosen attire. He wears the same
leather pants and black silk shirt he'd worn during their first light scene in his office.

Smiling shyly at the memory, he makes his way over to him, the elder reaching a slightly
trembling hand out for Jimin to take, leading him up the steps.

"Hey", he smiles, "You ready?".

"I'm always ready for you", Jimin replies with a smug smile, soon replaced with a look of
awe as Yoongi steps aside.

The focal point of the room is the large wooden frame he had Yoongi restrained to on switch
night, the waist high bench directly underneath. The soft velvet removable cover from their
massage scene is folded over the padded seat, a nod to Jimin's love of soft fabrics.

A rope hangs from the ceiling, a D-ring attached to it where Jimin's wrists will no doubt be
restrained at some point, again reminding Jimin of their first light scene together.

The one new addition that Jimin has yet to familiarize himself with is the saw horse set up to
the left of the room. Its dark wooden frame tantalizingly intimidates the blonde, its leather
straps and buckles, a sure-fire way to keep him in place while Yoongi reigns unparalleled
pleasure down on him.

Averting his eyes to shake away his wandering thoughts, he takes in a red coil of rope laying
on a side table, along with a flogger, a lit candle, and a bowl of ice. A string of anal beads rest
directly beside a vibrating wand, the final items being a ball-gag and a blindfold. Side tables
line the deep red walls of the scene area.

Tall candles, already lit give a soft glow, creating a warm and inviting space. Jimin is
stunned. Looking around, he can see where Yoongi has incorporated elements from every
scene they've taken part in together. The realization pulls a soft " wow " from him.

"This is amazing", he whispers as Yoongi wraps his arms around him from behind, his chin
resting on the blonde's shoulder.

"You like it", he asks softly.

"I love it", Jimin replies, turning his head to mold their lips together. The kiss is slow,
unhurried, both of them just taking their time to savor the moment before Yoongi's thumb and
forefinger grip a soft nipple through fabric, pinching lightly as he tells his sub in a low deep
rumble,
"I'm glad you love it, now remove your shirt for me Kitten".

Jimin shudders under his Dom's command. The light blush painting his features has the elder
reaching up to run the back of his knuckles over a glowing cheek. His heartbeat stutters
knowing he can still draw these bashful reactions from the blonde.

Jimin's trembling fingers undo the buttons of his dress shirt one by one, the soft fabric sliding
from his shoulders to pool on the ground by his feet.

"Hands", Yoongi orders, smiling as Jimin presents his delicate wrists to him..

The elders tongue sneaks out to lick at his soft doll-like lips, his bottom lip catching in his
teeth as a coy smile tugs the corners upwards slightly. Unhooking the cuffs attached to his
belt loop, he raises Jimin's wrists, softly brushing a kiss over each one before locking the
cuffs in place.

Jimin notices a difference instantly. These cuffs are heavier, sturdier than those usually
adorning his wrists. Lifting his hands, he sees they are slightly thicker, softer, more padded
than his old pair. He's caught off guard, his breath hitching in his throat. Embroidered in
warm yellow thread on the side of each cuff are the initials ``MYG". A claim, informing
every Dom who attends the club that this sub is exclusive to this Dom only.

Jimin's eyes widen, his heart beating out of time as he looks up into Yoongi's eyes. The elder
reaches into his back pocket, pulling out a thick black leather bracelet. Handing it to the
blonde, he presents his wrist to him.

Jimin sniffles softly, taking the leather strap before wrapping it around Yoongi's wrist,
securing it in place.

Matching yellow threads are delicately embroidered into the material, the initials "PJM"
standing out against the dark leather.

"When did you have these made", Jimin whispers softly, emotion clogging his throat.

Taking the blondes face in his hands, he stares deeply into his watery eyes,

"These have been sitting in my office since before you left Seoul over a year and a half ago",
he murmurs softly, pecking Jimin's lips before abruptly raising his hands above his head.
Locking his cuffs to the D-ring overhead, he smirks adding,

"Now you're gonna pay for making me wait so long".

The bark of laughter that spills from Jimin pulls a bright smile from the Dom.

"Fucking try me", Jimin sasses while Yoongi removes his shirt, the smooth pale planes of his
chest drawing an audible gulp from the blonde.

Reaching for the flogger, he raises his arm, bringing it down in a sharp snap against Jimin's
nipple.
The harsh gasp that escapes his sub has Yoongi's cock swelling in his pants. Adjusting
himself he smirks,

"Fucking try me what?", his tone dark, daring the sub to act out of place mid scene.

"Fucking try me Sir", Jimin smirks, rolling his eyes at his Dom who once again raises his
arm, landing 3 quick blows to the blondes chest.

Jimin chokes on a hitched breath, throwing his head back as heat splinters outwards beneath
his flesh.

"So you've decided to be a brat today hmm"? Yoongi asks, circling the blonde, his fingers
brushing over his shoulder blades in a featherlight touch that has Jimin's body go lax.

Yoongi takes this opportunity to bring the flogger down hard, a quick succession of blows
tearing a throaty moan from his restrained sub. Pulling on his binds, Jimin whines as he feels
Yoongi's chest press into his back, his large hand snaking around to tweak a tingling nipple
between his thumb and forefinger. Leaving open mouthed kisses along the column of his
throat he reaches for his pocket once more, pulling out a satin choker with a kitten bell
attached. Dangling it in front of Jimin's eyes he asks,

"Look familiar?"

Jimin hums softly, breathlessly as he answers,

"Aren't you full of surprises tonight".

"Kitten, you have no idea", Yoongi smiles, peppering bites and kisses along his shoulders.

"You are to wear this every time you attend the club, do you understand Jimin".

The soft whimpered "Yes' ' that reaches his ears has him smirking in satisfaction, his
Dominant aura growing by the second as he fastens the soft fabric in place around Jimin's
slender throat.

Stepping back, he resumes flogging his sub, his length screaming for attention with each
passing moment as the blonde cries out from the increased strength behind each impact, his
neediness pushing him to beg for his Dom's touch.

Yoongi takes a moment to admire him. The pink criss cross welts raised along his flesh have
him breathing deep. Rolling his shoulders he throws the flogger to the side. Unlocking his
panting sub from the overhead restraints he orders,

"Kneel".

Jimin whimpers, his eyes round and glassy as he gracefully lowers to his knees.

Yoongi's hands unbuckle his pants, freeing his weeping length as he demands roughly,

"Open up, tongue out".

The blonde closes his eyes, peace washing over him under Yoongi's command as he follows
his Dom's orders to perfection. The first taste of his musky precum has Jimin humming in
satisfaction before the entire length is mercilessly fed to him.

Attempting to breathe through his nose, he relaxes his jaw further, the thickness of Yoongi's
girth sliding into the hot tight confines of his throat as a panicked gag escaping him. The
restriction to his airflow has his eyes rolling, his cock twitching as it leaks to the floor below.

Yoongi holds him in place, his teeth clenched as Jimin's gagging causes his throat to close
further around him. Pulling back slightly he gives Jimin a moment to catch his breath before
his hands reach for his hair.

"I'm gonna fuck your mouth Kitten, pinch me if it becomes too much for you ok".

The vision of Jimin looking up at him with wide blown eyes, mouth still stuffed with his cock
while attempting to nod has him almost come on the spot. Deciding to give into his desires
just this once, he immediately starts fucking into the blonde's mouth.

Jimin whines, choking on the thickness that wedges itself past his gag reflex as spit drools
down his chin. He works his tongue around the tip each time Yoongi pulls out before
hollowing his cheeks to suck him back in, swallowing around his throbbing length as if this is
what he was made for.

Sparks tingle under Yoongi's skin. Jimin, who was relatively inexperienced when they first
met, now sucks his cock like a pro, drawing hisses and bitten off curses from deep within
Yoongi's chest. The vision before him drives him harder and faster into Jimin's throat, his grip
on Jimin's hair tightening while he chases his release. He's only a man, and seeing his sub
like this, wide teary eyes screwing shut while his gurgled moans send vibrations through the
length of his cock has him erupting down the blonde's throat. A deep drawn out moan leaving
him as he orders,

"Swallow, that's right baby, just like that, fuck", his hands petting at the silky strands in his
grasp as he pulls his cock from between Jimin's pink swollen lips.

The sub sucks deep heaving breaths into his lungs as Yoongi pulls him to his feet. Drying the
tear tracks on his cheeks, and the spit and cum that had leaked down his chin, he leans in to
plunder his mouth. Jimin turns limp in his arms, moaning softly as Yoongi glides their
tongues together, groaning at the taste of his own release.

Pulling back, he moves to help Jimin out of the remainder of his clothing. On one knee, he
unzips Jimin's ripped jeans, slowly peeling them down his thighs until the younger is
stepping out of them. His briefs are next, the same slow agonizing removal

leaving the blonde breathless as Yoongi's warm breath puffs against his hardness. Bracing
himself with a hand on his Dom's shoulder, he hiccups a gasp, the heat of Yoongi's mouth
wrapping around the tip of his cock catching him completely off-guard.

The elder suckles on the leaking tip, laving it with his tongue before digging it into the slit.
Lapping at it gently, he pushes forward, engulfing the entire length until it hits the back of his
throat. A guttural moan fills the air, the blonde panting harshly as whines spill from

his parted lips. His head tilts to the side, arousal burning through him as the expert bobbing
of Yoongi's head along with sure swipes if his tongue draw him closer to release. Yoongi can
tell by his short whimpered gasps. Pulling off his length with a pop, he

trails kisses up along his navel. He maps a path along his stomach, stopping only to caress
softly over his tattoo before suckling a trail of purple marks over it. Nipping the flesh with his
teeth pulls a needy gasp from his Jimin as goosebumps breaking out over his silky skin.

Manhandling him over to the saw-horse, Yoongi grips his chin in one hand, roughly groping
his ass with the other as he tells him with a smirk,

"By the time I'm done with you tonight, you'll need me to carry you out of here".

Jimin's eyes bulge out of their sockets as arousal sparks his blood to liquid fire. Turned on his
heels and bent roughly over the saw-horse, the air whooshes out of him. His chest is pressed
firmly against the solid wooden frame,held in place by a strong warm hand.

His arms are maneuvered into place before Yoongi straps them to the front legs of the device,
leaving Jimin immobile as he tries to tug on the buckled straps. Yoongi spreads his legs,
bending them at the knees before guiding them each to a built in ledge for support.

Strapping his legs securely, the elder takes the coil of red rope from the tray table. Winding it
around Jimin's waist, under the table then looping it into an intricate knot, he continues until
his whole torso is bound to the body of the device.

Jimin tries to wriggle in place, a shuddered breath leaving him. He can't move, not even an
inch, he's completely at Yoongi's mercy, spread open and on display for his Dom to use as he
sees fit.

The realization has a string of precum leak from the pink tip of his cock, his arousal igniting
further. A throaty whine leaves him as he tries once more to move.

A harsh sting impacts the back of his thighs, the tassels of the flogger spreading a welcome
heat across his flesh. A shocked cry followed by a lingering moan fills the air as Yoongi
presses a lubed thumb against his rim, rubbing and teasing at it before sinking in all the way.

Dropping the flogger, he grips a cheek, kneading at the flesh before landing a light spank to
the area. Pulling his thumb from Jimin's ass, he gets on his knees. His hands trail softly along
the back of Jimin's thighs, the subs soft airy sighs showing his contentment.

Leaning in, Yoongi kisses soft slow tracks along every inch if skin bared to him, whispering
praises to the blonde who begs for his touch. Nipping at a cheek, he moves closer to where
Jimin wants to feel him most. Licking a slow circle around his rim, the flicks over it ightly,
repeatedly. Jimin's hitched breaths have a hypnotizing effect on Yoongi. Gripping his cheeks
in his hands, he pulls them apart. Diving in, he swipes his tongue heavily over the clenching
rim, spitting on it before pressing two fingers in deep.
Jimin cries out at the unexpected intrusion, a sharp breath filling his lungs as Yoongi's tongue
joins the fingers now circling his prostate.

"S-sir", he moans breathily, "Please, need you", he whimpers, his hands balling into fists.

Pulling back completely, he smirks hearing the whimpered "Noo", that leaves his subs parted
lips.

"You'll take what you're given Kitten", he drawls, reaching for the anal beads before lathering
them in lube. Pressing them forward one by one, he pops them into place, his cock twitching
with every hitched breath that spills from his Jimins lips. Pulling them out carefully, he
repeats the process, again and again. Jimin feels dizzy with sensation as the round orbs press
past his tight ring of muscle, each pop pulling him deeper into a fog of Yoongi's creation. The
beads pushing past his prostate pull throaty whimpers from him before being dragged back
out.

The endless push and pull has him teetering on the edge. Desperate, he cries out for his Dom,
begging for release.

"M'gonna cum, please, don't stop", he begs desperately as Yoongi presses his thumb against
the loop on the end of the string of beads. Pressing and swirling in place, he draws a whiny
mewl from the younger, one hand still splayed on his lower back to assert his dominance
over the blonde.

Jimin's gut burns, his high rolls towards him while the press and swirl of Yoongi's hands puts
pressure directly on his prostate, the constant stimulation is almost too much to handle.
Yoongi can tell he's about to cum, pulling his hand away as the blonde cries out in frustration.

"Fuck you, let me cum", he demands tearily, a lump in his throat as his high recedes.

"Yoongi circles around to face his sub. Bending so they're face to face he glares at him.

"Care to say that again", he voices out, his tone deep and brooding.

"I said fuck you, let me cum, now", Jimin barks, his teary gaze unwavering.

Yoongi's hand grips his hair harshly before he descends in him, hungrily licking into his
mouth while the blonde kisses back with just as much ferocity. Pulling away he tells his sub
with a smug smirk,

"You asked for this", before reaching for the ball-gag.

Gripping Jimin's jaw, he places it between his teeth roughly before clipping it in pace behind
his ears. Jimins eyes grow wild, remembering all too well the one other time Yoongi had
gagged him, how hard he'd fucked him.

A squeaky toy is placed in one of his hands, the elder reminding him to use it should he need
to safeword.And this time, Jimin thinks he may actually need to.
Whining, he pulls against his binds, just as the whirring vibration of the wand reaches his
ears. Panicking, he whines through the gag, attempting to wriggle in place just as Yoongi
brings the wand down on the sensitive underside of his cock, pressing his length hard against
the wooden frame of the saw-horse. The muffled scream that makes it through the gag
surprises Yoongi, his cock twitching needily at the constant moans spilling from the blonde.
Pulling away just before Jimin cums, he places kisses along his spine, a hand caressing his
ass before landing a loud heavy spank to the plump flesh.

Jimin tries to breathe steadily through the gag as Yoongi reigns unimaginable pleasure down
on him. His skin feels hot, his palms clammy. Beads of sweat form on his forehead. He wails
in pleasure pain as the wand descends on him once again, the head of his cock leaking a
continuous stream of precum while the burning heat of his approaching orgasm is ripped
away from him once more.

Crying behind the gag, tears leak from his lashes. He whines high in his throat in a plea to his
Dom. Yoongi scoffs, spanking Jimin lightly right between his two cheeks. The impact jolts
the anal beads directly into his prostate, the blonde squeeling uncontrollably at the sensation.

The reaction piques Yoongi's interest, spanking him again only for Jimin's muscles to tense, a
long drawn out moan stifled behind the gag. Smirking devilishly, he brings the wand down,
pressing hard against the remaining beads that poke out of his ass.

Jimin seizes, his body screaming to be let free as choked cries and heaved breaths rip from
his throat. His breaths become uneven, his thighs trembling as Yoongi holds the wand in
place, the vibrations running through the beads, torturing his prostate.

A gut wrenching cry leaves the sub, hushed behind the gag as Yoongi pulls away once more.

His own breathing is ragged now, his balls heavy. Reaching for the lube he lathers it over his
painfully hard length before stepping between Jimins legs. Leaning over his sub, he kisses his
tear stained cheek before saying,

"Remember to safeword if you need to, this may very well become too much for you".

Standing back to full height, he presses a finger against his subs already stretched rim.
Pushing in slowly, a low groan leaves the blonde. Pressing further in to the knuckle, he
wiggles his finger, taking a moment to test for room. Pulling out slowly, he adds a second
finger.

Jimins breath catches, the burn intense as Yoongi's digits scissor him open, stretching him
further, pulling his pleasure taut like a bow. The need to release has a stream of whimpers
leaving him, drool leaking out past the gag. He feels Yoongi retract his fingers, whining at the
loss before the bulbous head of his thick cock presses against his rim.

Jimin's eyes snap open in shock, panicked breaths stuttering from his chest as his whole body
tenses.

Yoongi palms Jimin's cheek, pulling it apart from the other as he presses hard against his
stretched hole. The tight ring of muscle protests before giving way. The head of his cock
sinks in beside the beads, drawing a bitten off "Holy fuck" from him. He throws his head
back, breathing deep to ground himself as Jimin's sharp muffled wail tears at his gut.

He slowly feeds his length into him, hissing repeatedly each time the sensitive underside of
his cock grazes past a bead, the stimulation and scorching heat of Jimin's walls unlike
anything he has ever experienced. Stilling inside, his hips flush with the shuddering blonde,
he takes a moment to check on him.

"Kitten, how are you feeling? ''he asks through panted breaths. "Squeeze twice if you're ok
and you want me to continue".

Jimin, through his haziness, thinks this is a strange request. Nonetheless he complies,
clenching twice around the double intrusion.

The laughter that erupts from the elder has him scowling, trying to wriggle as Yoongi grips
his cheeks.

"I meant squeeze the toy Jiminah, not clench your ass", he forces out through his laughter.

The moment the words reach his ears, a blush paints itself furiously over Jimins cheeks, his
eyes crinkling warmly, his sniffled giggle muffled by the ball gag.

"I love you so much Kitten", Yoongi murmurs softly, smiling as Jimin squeezes the toy, the
high squeak sounding ridiculous considering the setting they're in.

"Well I take it two clenches means continue ", The elder smirks, smiling at the soft happy nod
he receives from his sub along with another series of clenches.

Gripping harshly at the plump jiggling cheeks in his grasp he warns the blonde,

"Brace yourself", before pulling out to the tip only to plunge back in. Jimin loses it, wailing
long and low in pained ecstasy while his lower half attempts to buck away from the harsh
intrusion. Yoongi reaches for one of the lit candles, raising it above his subs restrained form.
Tilting it, he trails hot wax along his shoulders, down his spine, stopping just above the slope
of his ass.

Jimin keens, the sensation of hot wax along with the unrelenting pressure against his prostate
almost unbearable. Yoongi's thick girth massages his inner walls with each press forward,
pulling out before rolling his hips rhythmically in quick sharp thrusts.

It's too much stimulation for Jimin, his body locks as a strangled cry splits through the air.
His hole clenches sporadically, clamping down around both Yoongi's girth and the anal
beads. Cum spills from the angry red slit of his cock in copious amounts, staining the floor
beneath him. His moans are endless as Yoongi continues to fuck him through his orgasm,
oversensitivity kicking in fast as the relentless pressure to his sensitive spongy tissue draws
him tight.

Quick sharp breaths puff from his nostrils. Yoongi's merciless rhythm paired with his groans
of pleasure have another high barrelling towards the blonde. With his eyes screwed shut, his
shoulders tensed, he keens into the night, as much as the gag will allow. He feels the cock
spearing though his throb heavily in his ass, Yoongi's sharp "fuck, gonna cum" taking him by
surprise. Dizziness overwhelms him as the warmth of Yoongi's release floods his insides, the
deep press of his twitching hips pulling a string of whimpers from the blonde as he grinds in
place. Groaning harshly, he kneads at the pink flesh of Jimin's ass, his eyes rolling with the
intensity of his orgasm.

Slowly, carefully, he pulls out, a breathy moan of both relief and disappointment leaving the
sub. Removing the beads just as carefully, he wraps them in tissue to be cleaned later.

He makes quick work of undoing the pretty rope pattern binding Jimin to the saw-horse,
moving on to release his arms and legs.

Helping him to stand on shaky legs, he turns him, face to face now he sees the tears gathered
in his subs glassy wide blown eyes. Undoing the ball-gag he reaches for more tissues, wiping
away the drool from his chin.

Catching Jimin under his thighs, he lifts him, striding over to the framed bench. Setting him
down carefully he pulls his legs apart, cuffing them to the legs of the bench as his sub
watches on in shock. Speechless, he simply observes the elders concentrated features with
adoration as he takes hold of Jimin's hands. Kissing each knuckle softly, he raises his hands
before clipping his cuffs to the spreader bar attached overhead.

"S-sir?", Jimin questions, tiredness starting to creep in, the edging and subsequent strength of
his previous orgasms having bowled him over.

"We're almost done Kitten, there's something we need to talk about first , are you ok to
continue or do you want to stop where we are now", Yoongi asks gently, caressing the
blonde's cheek while his other hand rests softly in his thigh.

Jimin feels tired, but hus curiosity gets the vetter of him. "Smiling bashfully he responds,

"I'd like to continue Sir".

Yoongi nods his head, insisting the blonde drink some water before they continue. He
reminds him once again of his safeword should he need it, before reaching for the blindfold
on the side table. Securing it in place he takes hold of Jimins cheeks, softly brushing their lips
together. The longer there kisses lingering, the deeper he devours the blonde. Jimin feels
breathlessly as emotion unfurls in his chest. They have shared many kisses in the past, more
than he could ever count. This one though, its all consuming. Leaning him to question where
his heart ends and Yoongi's begins.

Stepping closer between his legs, Yoongi slowly eases his now hard length into the Jimins
heated walls. Groaning a harsh, "How the fuck are you still so tight" into his subs ear.

Jimin sighs in relief at being filled by his Dom again, never having enough of him. Yoongi
sets a gentle pace, the slow roll of his hips pulling soft airy moans from the blonde in his
arms. His hands caress every available inch of Jimins silky smooth flesh, worshipping him
with sweet words and soft praises, mesmerized by him.
Looking down, he watches with a groan as his cock disappears into the tight walls gripping
him, attempting to keep him in place. He watches the stretched rim clench around his girth,
the image pulling a low grunt from him as he ruts forward unintentionally.

Jimin gasps, his dick twitching to full hardness as Yoongi grazes past the soft spongy tissue
that has him seeing stars. He leans closer to his Dom, searching blindly for his lips while
Yoongi's thrusts pick up their pace. Grinding deep and hard, he molds their lips together.

The softness of the kiss is a complete contrast to the quick harsh snap of hips that rock the
blondes whole body. Each jab to his prostate has tingles burst under his skin, his head lolling
back as he begs for Yoongi to make him cum like this.

The elder pulls him close, nipping and suckling at the flesh of his throat to grab his attention
before asking,

"Do you love me Jimin'"

"I-,..Y-yess", the blonde responds immediately, his hole clenching sporadically as Yoongi's
thrusts dig deep into him.

"How much", Yoongi asks, pulling out to snap his hips harder into Jimins.

"S-so much, love you so m-much", the dancer gasps needily.

"Do you feel good Kitten?".

"Y-yes".

"How good".

"Y-yoongi".

"Tell me baby, How good".

"F-feel good, s-so good".

"Who's making you feel this good", Yoongi smirks, biting his bottom lip as the sensation of
Jimin's tight hole clenching around his thick length has his balls twitching.

"You are".

"Who".

"S-sir is making me fe-

*Smack* "Who?".

"Please Sir '', Jimin cries out in confusion as Yoongi's palm comes down to smack his thigh
again.
"Address me correctly Kitten", he purrs softly, leaving open mouthed kisses along the
blonde's slender throat.

" I-,..what", Jimin garbles unsurely as his Dom thrusts hard, swiveling his hips, pulling a long
drawn out moan from the blonde.

"You heard me".

"S-sir?".

"Address me correctly", Yoongi repeats with a deep rpugh thrust.

"Y-Yoongi?",the blonde cries out, just as another smack stings his thigh, the burn rushing to
his bobbing length as it begs for release once more.

"Sir? ,please, I'm sorry ", he chokes out as a series of short sharp thrusts jab directly into his
prostate.

Yoongi slows his movements, molding his lips to Jimins in a sensual slide of tongues while
cupping his cheeks, the slow deep slide of his heavy girth carving its way through his subs
hot heated walls while the Younger trembles, his breaths leaving in unsteady short bursts.

Stilling his movements, Yoongi reaches into the bowl of ice before raising his hand to where
Jimins are restrained.

"I love you Jiminah, more than you'll ever know", he whispers softly into his ear, gently
kissing the flesh of his throat.

Gasps are heard loud and clear from the club members observing the scene, Taehyung's
sobbed "Oh my fuck", audible to Jimins ears above all others.

He feels it then, an icy chill around the tip of his ring finger, the cold sensation sliding down
the digit before settling snuggly in place.

Yoongi slowly pulls the blindfold from Jimin's wide blown eyes, confusion evident in his
gaze. Thrusting slow and deep while holding Jimin's face gently, he devours his lips before
pulling back. Jimin's soft high pitched moans cut through him, his balls drawing up while he
grips the blonde's hair, tilting his head back.

Jimin chokes out a sob when he sees it, the gold glinting band adorned with a yellow
diamond, shining as bright as their love for each other on his ring finger.

"Oh …Yoongi ", he sobs in disbelief, tears spilling down his cheeks as a world of emotion
crashes over him.

Pressing their foreheads together, the Dom picks up his pace, Jimin's desperate cries littering
their surroundings, Yoongi's name an unholy chant of need amd desperation that spills from
his lips.
Gripping Jimin's throat with his free hand, he stares into his eyes, thrusts a furious pace now
while garbled sobs leave the blonde.

"Address me correctly Kitten", he demands one final time, a smirk pulling at the corner of his
lips.

Sudden realization dawns in the blonde's eyes, his tight hole immediately clamping down
around Yoongi's cock as he throws his head back on a choked cry.

"M-Master", he cries out, as thick hot ropes of white immediately spill from his length,
painting their stomachs. The title pulls a low rumbling growl from the Dom as his hips
stutter. Biting roughly into Jimin's shoulder, he empties his balls inside him. Throb after throb
he fills him, spots dancing in front of his eyes with the intensity of his release.

Reaching up to unhook Jimin's cuffs from the spreader bar, he pulls him in close, the blonde's
hands grasping desperately for him while their lips lock together, softly riding out the after
socks of their highs as Yoongi gently rocks into him.

Holding Jimin's face in his hands, the blonde gripping his biceps, he tilts his face up. Eyes
locked he plants a strong slow kiss to his lips before pulling back to whisper

"Marry me Jimin!".

A lone tear leaks down the subs rosy cherubic cheek, his soft airy giggle fluttering through
the air.

"Is that an order from my Dom", he sniffles happily, his hands linking around Yoongi's neck
while they gaze in wonder at each other.

"No Jimin, it's a request from your Master",Yoongi responds with a soft smile, kissing his
tears away.

"Yes ', he hears in a hushed breathy whisper, pulling back slightly to see a soft shy
mesmerizing smile split Jimin's features, a pink blush furiously coloring his tear stained
cheeks.

"Yes?", Yoongi questions, gums on display, "You mean it Jiminah, you promise", he asks,
heart fluttering wildly in his chest as Jimins brings his hand in between the two of them, his
baby finger outstretched.

"I pinkie promise", Jimin smiles, leaning n to crash their lips together. Smiling into the kiss as
cheers erupt from behind them, he seals their fate, wrapping Yoongi's pinky in the warmth
and safety of his own.

❤⛓❤

Yoongi and Jimin's wedding was a small private affair, attended by those closest to them.
After their honeymoon Yoongi returned to producing music for Idol groups, his work now
topping charts worldwide and earning him many awards.
Jimin's career flourished, having attracted so much attention, some of Seouls finest stage
productions reached out to request his input, often choosing to showcase him on the main
stage, the dancer elated to still be lucky enough to do what he loves.

Hoseok and Jungkook's dance school grew substantially, both now running full-time classes
whilst training a street dance crew for an upcoming TV show.

Namjoon wrote a book of poetry, dedicating it to both his Sunshine and his Moon. The others
in the group remain oblivious to who these might be, all except for Jin and Hoseok who duck
their heads to hide their blushing cheeks.

Taehyung opened up his own interior design business. With the unwavering support of his
husband, quickly becoming a huge success, the brunettes work often featuring in interior
design magazines.

Five years later, Yoongi flicks mindlessly through a newspaper, barely glancing through the
pages until he comes across a familiar face.

"Jiminah, come quick", he roars in disbelief, his heart fluttering happily in his chest.

"What is it?", Jimin asks softly, settling into Yoongi's open arms as they read the article
together.

The first photo shows Eun-woo standing outside a drop in center, the article explaining its
purpose, listing off everything she had once shared with Jimin and more. Reading on to the
next page, both men gasp as they take in the image before them.

Eun-woo sits curled up in the arms of a man who looks on adoringly at her, a genuine smile
lighting up her beautiful features as she gazes softly at the baby cradled in her arms. The
article has many questions, the couple explaining how the process of adoption was a long one
for them, mostly due to her past mental health issues, but a journey they are happy to have
gone through now that they finally have their Son in their arms.

Yoongi closes the paper, his peaceful smile matching the one on his beaming husband's face.

"Hyung, that's amazing, she's done so well. I'm really proud of her, and so happy she has a
little baby", Jimin gushes.

Pulling the paper out of Yoongi's hands he opens it back up to coo at the beautiful baby in
Eun-woo's arms.

"Hyunggg, look at his tiny fingers", he smiles wistfully, unaware of the adoring gaze on him
right at that moment.

Taking a deep breath, Yoongi pulls his husband closer, pressing a soft kiss to his lips before
bringing the blonde to tears, granting the one thing he had been longing for the most.
"Jiminah, adopt a baby with me ".

❤⛓❤

The end ❤
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