"-and after all that rough treatment, he didn't even give me any aftercare!" Jimin exclaimed loudly, crossing his arms over his stomach and melting into Taehyung's chest.
Jimin had been slouching in his cell and cursing Yoongi in his head all day, until Taehyung came looking for him. The latter had immediately sensed the shift in Jimin's demeanour, which resulted in him grabbing Jimin and cuddling him to make him feel better before asking him what happened. As soon as the question left Taehyung's lips, Jimin immediately went off on a rant about how Yoongi had fucked him and he was a meanie for not taking care of him afterwards.
Taehyung scoffed into Jimin's ear and continued to run his fingers through his washed out hair, "Idiot." He mumbled under his breath, shaking his head at Yoongi's actions.
Taehyung had fucked Jimin enough times to know that he needs to be taken care of and reassured after they're done with sex. Jimin tends to become sensitive and insecure during sex, and he'll sometimes even cry because he feels like he's all alone and he's only good for being fucked. Taehyung knows that cuddling and whispering reassuring things into his ear may be the only thing that gets Jimin out of that sensitive headspace and allows him to think more clearly. So it wasn't a surprise when Taehyung had found Jimin pouting and sitting on his bed with tears in his eyes.
"He's so mean, TaeTae! He shoved a bottle up my ass and then fucked me in front of some random dude!" Jimin puffed out his cheeks and threw his hands up in disbelief before rolling around in Tae's arms, so that their stomached would be touching and eyes would connect. Jimin jutted out his bottom lip and placed his chin on Tae's chest before fluttering his lashes at him, "You wouldn't do that right, TaeTae?" Jimin mumbled, slowly trailing his hand up Taehyung's chest without breaking eye-contact with him.
Taehyung's eyes narrowed and tongue slipped past his lips to run over his bottom lip. He dragged his eyes down the length of Jimin's body before quickly grabbing his wandering hand and pushing it away.
Taehyung tutted and shook his head at Jimin's actions, making Jimin pout and huff, "No aftercare! No second sex!" Jimin groaned, rolling off of Taehyung and plopping down on his back. He stared up at the bunk-bed above his head and released a deep breath, "What has my life come to? I'm in prison, and I'm having sex with a gang leader, who's not even giving me any aftercare." Jimin's brows furrowed and he sat up using his elbows. He swung his head around in Taehyung's direction and gave him a confused frown, "Who doesn't give any aftercare?" He grumbled through a pout before allowing himself to fall back down on the bed.
Taehyung rolled his eyes and watched Jimin with boredom. Seeing him like this wasn't anything new to Taehyung, he usually just sat there and watched him, while occasionally humming at Jimin's questions. Usually these small temper tantrums would end with Jimin doing something out of pettiness to spite the person that wronged him. Taehyung was certainly curious about how Jimin would spite Yoongi, and how Yoongi would react to it. Maybe that's why he stayed with Jimin- to watch the drama unfold. Or perhaps because he didn't want Jimin to get hurt in the process of taking his revenge on his current lover.
"Men are stupid."
Taehyung rolled his eyes yet again and pinched the bridge of his nose, "You're a man." He deadpanned, sinking further into the bed.
"I'm the only salvation this gender has." Jimin scoffed and blinked up at the bunk bed above him. He heard a small huff coming from his right, making him turn to look at Taehyung, who squinted his eyes in return before turning away like he was offended, "You too, Tae!" Jimin grinned, reaching out to pinch Taehyung's cheek, only for his hand to get swatted away.
"Meanie." Jimin grumbled, pulling his hand away and allowing it to drop against the matters limply.
Jimin parted his lips to whine and complain again, only for the bars to their cell to be pulled open roughly. Jimin's head lifted off of the mattress and he turned to look at the door with pinched brows.
Yoongi stood in the doorway of the cell. His body was clad in a skintight black shirt and black joggers, a cap rested on his head- pushing his hair backwards and casting shadows over his features. Boredom covered Yoongi's face as he eyed the cell until his eyes settled on a wide eyed Jimin and a glaring Taehyung. Yoongi's shoulders slouched and he released a deep sigh, taking a confident step into the cell.
"I've been looking everywhere for y-"
Yoongi was cut off by a pillow flying through the air and slamming into his face. His face scrunched up and his cap fell to the ground, followed by the white pillow, "What the fuc-" Yoongi began to say, only to see Jimin grabbing another pillow and chuck it at him. Yoongi quickly ducked out of the way, allowing the pillow to fly over his head and into the hallway.
"Out!" Jimin shouted, grabbing his blanket and pulling it over his and Taehyung's head as if it would protect him from Yoongi's wrath.
Taehyung and Jimin huddled closely together and held their breaths as they listened to Yoongi's footsteps coming their way. Jimin tightened his grip on the blanket and chewed on his bottom lip, squeezing his eyes shut and placing his forehead against Taehyung's. The footsteps came closer and closer until they stopped right next to the bed. A few seconds passed and nothing happened, making Jimin peel his eyes open and blink into the darkness.
"I'll go check if he left." Jimin whispered to Taehyung, causing Taehyung's brows to raise and head to bob up and down. Jimin gulped and cautiously pulled the blanket off of his head. As soon as the blanket was away from his face, it revealed Yoongi's glaring face inches away from his own.
Jimin screeched and raised his legs to kick him away, only to accidentally kick Taehyung and push him off of the bed. Taehyung yelped as he fell to the ground before rolling onto his back and sitting up with a scoff. Jimin winced as he stared at Taehyung before sinking his teeth into his lower lip and looking up at Yoongi sheepishly.
"Are you done?" Yoongi arched a brow, crossing his arms over his broad chest as he stared down at Taehyung and Jimin.
Taehyung rubbed his stomach and glared up at him before turning his head towards Jimin. Jimin's eyes squinted at Yoongi and his grip on the blanket tightened. He turned to look at Taehyung and gave small gestures with his face, making Taehyung furrow his brows and nod slowly.
Jimin smiled triumphantly, thinking that Taehyung understood the plan he had just portrayed through his facial features. Jimin's eyes flickered over to Yoongi one last time, before he jumped up to his feet with a loud cry leaving his lips.
"Run!"
Taehyung's eyes widened before he scrambled up to his feet and dashed towards the door with Jimin following behind him. Jimin threw the blanket into Yoongi's face before jumping off of the bed and rushing towards the door. Just as Jimin was about to pass through the doorway, the blanket was throw around his neck. A choked gasp left Jimin's lips as the blanket tightened and he was ripped back into Yoongi's chest.
"Tae!" Jimin called out, trying to latch onto the bars and swing his legs around to kick Yoongi, only for the male to tighten his grip on him and rip him away from the door, "No! He's got me!" Jimin screamed, pushing against against Yoongi's muscular arms and trying to wriggle out of his hold.
"Jimin, calm down." Yoongi hissed into his ear, trying to avoid the arms swinging at his face as he turned around and walked further into Jimin's cell.
"Tae, you traitorous bitch!" Jimin shouted- angry at Tae for leaving him in Yoongi's clutches.
Yoongi scoffed and threw Jimin on his bed before straightening out his clothes and crossing his arms over his chest. Jimin fell against the bed with a small huff before quickly sitting up and trying to get out of the bed, only for Yoongi to block his way and push him in the bed again.
"Sit down." Yoongi ordered- his face dark and completely serious. Yoongi's whole presence screamed that he was angry and you shouldn't mess with him. His eyes were slitted and lips were curled in the corners to form a snarl. His voice was ice cold and lacked any softness that Jimin has come to know, making him immediately fall silent and sit on the bed obediently. Jimin's eyes fell down on his lap as he fiddled with his fingers and avoided looking up at Yoongi.
Yoongi released a sharp exhale and laid his hands loosely over the top bunk-bed, "Why are you acting like this?" He grumbled, trying to suppress the irritation and a hint of anger in his voice.
Jimin didn't respond to him and only pulled his sleeves over his hands. He pursued his lips and blinked away the tears gathered in the corners of his eyes. Getting no aftercare from Yoongi had hurt Jimin more than he expected. It wasn't the first time he felt this way, it happened almost always when he slept with random men, which left him going home with wobbling lower lip and tears in his eyes. But after receiving aftercare after the first time he had sex with Yoongi, Jimin had expected it to follow after the second time. But once again Jimin had expected too much from someone and he was yet again let down.
"Jimin."
Jimin ignored Yoongi completely and reached down to grab the blanket laying on the ground. He pulled the blanket to himself and wrapped it around himself before plopping down on the bed and shoving his face into the mattress.
Yoongi sighed at Jimin's actions before sitting down on the edge of the bed. He placed his elbows on his knees and intertwined his fingers, "Talk to me, Jimin. You're an adult, tell me how you feel and what I did wrong by using words. Stop trying to run away and avoid me, just come here and talk to me." Yoongi stated firmly, waiting patiently for Jimin's response, only to receive a grumble in return, "I don't understand what you're saying when you shove your face into your blanket and then mutter under your breath. Come sit next to me and look at me when you're speaking." Yoongi huffed, pressing his fingers against the bridge of his nose before dragging them up his face and tangling his hand into his hair.
Jimin turned his head around so that he could breathe and glare at the wall next to him. He listened to Yoongi's words carefully before slowly rolling around and crawling over to him. Jimin noticed how Yoongi's back straightened out and head lifted up as he sat down next to him. Jimin glared down at the ground and pulled the blanket tightly around himself.
Yoongi eyed him from the corner of his eye, only to turn away a second later and pressed his tongue against his cheek. Silence engulfed them when neither said anything and only stared at the concrete ground in front of them. Jimin pulled his knees up to his chest and placed his chin on top of them, while Yoongi sat completely still and only blinked down at the floor.
Jimin gulped, allowing his eyes to flicker over to Yoongi. He eyed the way Yoongi's brows were pinched together and how his eyes remained hazy as if he was thinking about something frustrating. His nose was scrunched and lips rolled against each other, only to part and release a small breath.
Jimin turned away from him and pulled the blanket closer to himself before parting his lips to whisper quietly, "I...I wanted aftercare." He breathed out quietly- the quiet murmur echoing throughout the cell until it reached Yoongi's ears.
Yoongi's head immediately snapped towards Jimin and the scowl on his face deepened, "I..." he began to speak, only for the words to die out on his tongue as he thought back to what happened a few hours ago, "Fuck." He hissed to himself, squeezing his eyes shut as he pondered over his own actions.
Jimin frowned and chewed on his bottom lip, not looking at Yoongi as the older male reached over and gently took a hold of his waist before lifting him into his lap. Jimin's nose scrunched up and body tensed as Yoongi wrapped his arms around him and pressed him into his chest.
Yoongi placed his chin on top of Jimin's head and ran his hand up the side of his waist, "I'm....sorry." Yoongi pushed out tensely, struggling to say the apology since he only said them when he knew he did something wrong, which was rarely. But this was one of those times when Yoongi knew that he had done something wrong and he was ready to admit his mistake.
Jimin's eyes grew large and head tilted back to look up at Yoongi, "You're sorry?" He raised his brows and squinted his eyes suspiciously, not expecting the sudden apology from the gang leader, "Huh, who would've thought." Jimin whispered, receiving a raised brow and squinted eyes in return from Yoongi.
"Apology accepted, only if the next time I'll get double aftercare to make up for it." Jimin pursued his lips and fell against Yoongi's chest- this time more comfortable and completely at ease. Jimin tilted his head to the side and crossed his arms over his chest, "Why'd you walk to that dude anyway? He wasn't the one who got dick up his ass, he even got free porn!" Jimin exclaimed as he continued to lean against Yoongi's chest and listen to his heartbeat.
Yoongi chuckled and ran his fingers through Jimin's hair, "Kangmin is a hacker, Jimin, and I need him to finish my plan in case you say 'no' to me." Yoongi's voice was serious and gaze unnerving as he made eye contact with Jimin.
Jimin swallowed thickly and knitted his brows together, "Why would I say no to you? About what?" He questioned cautiously.
Yoongi stared at him for a few more seconds of silence before finally opening his mouth to speak, "I have to talk to Namjoon."
"What!"
Jimin jumped out of Yoongi's lap and stared down at him like he had lost his mind, "You're not talking to Namjoon! What part of 'he's kidnapped' don't you understand?" Jimin hissed, ripping the blanket off of himself before throwing it into Yoongi's face.
Yoongi caught the blanket and threw it behind him with an eye roll, "Namjoon can get us out of this place with the snap of his fingers. But I know you won't trust him that much so allow him to hack a few things."
Jimin stared stared at him in disbelief, only to scoff out a chuckle, "That's not happening."
"Jim-"
"No."
The pair glared into each other's eyes before Yoongi pushed off of the bed and began to approach Jimin with confident strides. Jimin gulped and squinted his eyes even harder, trying not to move back as Yoongi stepped into his personal space and leaned down so that their faces would be inches apart.
Yoongi was so close, that Jimin could see the pores on Yoongi's nose and the small specks of obsidian scattered around his brown eyes. Jimin sucked in his lower lip and inhaled the breath that left Yoongi's lips.
"Let me talk to Namjoon." Yoongi uttered lowly, not breaking eye contact with Jimin and even placing his finger under his chin to tilt his head up and brush their lips together.
A shaky breath slipped through Jimin's nose and his eyes drifted down to Yoongi's doll-like lips. His tongue dipped out of his mouth and ran over the edge of his mouth before his lips twitched up, "No." Jimin grinned, watching in satisfaction as Yoongi's face dropped.
"Oh for fuck sake." The gang leader snarled, quickly curling his arm around Jimin's wrist and tugging him out of the cell, "Fine, hard way it is."
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Steam wafted into Jimin's face as he entered the laundry room. Chatter and yells filled his ears, making him shift from foot to foot and take a step back, only to bump into Yoongi's chest. Jimin's eyes ran over the multiple stations, where identical orange uniforms were checked and washed, before settling on the section where they were being ironed.
Yoongi's hand found its way onto his back and he was pushed forward towards a familiar male. Jimin's eyes were glued on Kangmin's orange locks, watching the Male as he ironed the equally orange uniforms.
"I wanted to dye my hair, by the way." Jimin leaned towards Yoongi and whispered into his ear, making Yoongi raise a brow and slide his hand around his waist.
Yoongi didn't look away from the back of Kangmin's head as he tilted his head to the side and whispered against Jimin's ear, "Careful or it'll fall out from all the dyeing."
Jimin's scoffed in return and pressed his tongue against his cheek. Before he could utter something snarky in return, the pair stepped behind Kangmin and glared down at him. The other guy, that was sitting in front of Kangmin, froze and slowly looked up at the duo. His adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed before shakily nudging Kangmin to get his attention.
"What?" Kangmin smirked teasingly, lifting his eyes off of the uniform in his hand to look up at his roommate, "You want me to tell you again how I witnessed Suga poun- why are you staring at me like that?" Kangmin stopped talking after seeing the horrified look on his friend's face before he looked down at the ground and kept his lips sealed shut.
"Maybe because he noticed that your eyes are stuck in your ass." A voice purred in Kangmin's ears, making him jump and whirl around. His eyes grew large and throat clogged up as he stared up at a grinning Jimin and an emotionless Yoongi, "Maybe you need help with getting them out." Jimin's smile crumbled as he snarled and lunged forward, only for Yoongi to stop him by tugging him towards him.
"Kangmin, was it?" Yoongi questioned calmly, allowing a small smile to grace his face. He took a step forward and pulled out the chair next to the orange haired Male before sitting down, "I think we should have a little chat."
Kangmin's eyes stayed wide open as he fiddled with his fingers and glanced between Jimin and Yoongi, "O..oh, yeah, su..sure, whatever you want." He stuttered nervously, looking at his friend for help, only to see that he was no longer there.
Yoongi sunk into the chair and laid his arm over the metal table next to him. His sharp gaze didn't drift from Kangmin as he drummed his fingers against the table, "Congratulations, you've been chosen to be my personal hacker. Of course nothing comes for free in this world, so I offer you getting out of this place with us."
"You..you mean like escape?" Kangmin leaned in and lowered his voice like someone was listening in on their conversation.
Jimin hummed and pushed Yoongi's hand out of the way before plopping down into his lap. He crossed one leg over the other and leaned into Yoongi's chest, "This is the golden opportunity, sweetheart, take it, or we'll go find another hacker. It's just that simple." Jimin purred through a smirk, wrapping his hand around Yoongi's neck and twirling a strand of his brown locks around his index finger.
Kangmin's lips stayed sealed as he looked off in the distance and thought about it. Jimin took this as his opportunity to eye all the people around them and then lean in to trail delicate kisses up Yoongi's throat.
"Behave." Yoongi muttered calmly, not loosing the blank expression on his face as he stared at Kangmin, all while feeling Jimin suckling on his neck. Yoongi's grip tightened on the side of Jimin's hip to the point where it left bruises.
Kangmin finally snapped out of his thoughts and slowly dragged his eyes over to Jimin and Yoongi. As soon as Yoongi saw the desire in Kangmin's eyes as his eyes settled on Jimin, Yoongi knew how things would play out. But unlike what Yoongi predicted, Kangmin opened his mouth and uttered a few words that caused Jimin to freeze and Yoongi's small smirk to crumble,
"I want something else. I want you..." Kangmin turned to look at Yoongi and he pointed his finger right at Yoongi's chest, "...to bottom for me."
Silence and tension tangled in one- wrapping around their throats like a noose. Seconds turned into minutes and nobody said anything, making Kangmin sweat nervously and look down at his lap.
Yoongi's eyes had turned deadly as he stared back at Kangmin, "Repeat that, I don't think I heard you correctly." He finally gritted out, feeling a bubble of anger slowly build up in his chest.
A dumbfounded look covered Jimin's features before a large grin split his lips apart and he threw his head back- releasing a bubbly laugh, "Oh my god! Oh my god, this is gold!" Jimin wheezed out, smacking his hand against his knee.
Yoongi clenched his jaw and tried to ignore Jimin's giggles brushing against his right ear, "No." he gritted, pressing his lips into a thin line and squinting his eyes into a piercing glare.
Kangmin swallowed thickly at the look he received, wiping away a droplet of sweat on his forehead and opening his mouth to stutter out nervously, "I mean, anyone can get Jimin in bed, but you..." Kangmin trailed off, licking his lips as he dragged his eyes up and down Yoongi's body, "If I fucked the Min Suga, then it would make people respect me."
Jimin's smile was long gone after hearing Kangmin talking, his gaze was absolutely livid and a bit crazed as he glared at the Male in front of him. His grip on Yoongi's hair tightened and his eye sharpened as he hissed out,
"Did you just call me a whore?"
Kangmin's eyes flickered over to a furious Jimin and he furrowed his brows, not noticing the anger oozing off of him, "Wait...aren't you? You're always flirting with everyone and walking around showing off your ass, and Suga fucked you in front of me so it's not really a surprise."
"You...." Jimin's mouth was hanging open and neck slowly turned red. Before Yoongi or anyone could react, Jimin shot out of Yoongi's lap and pounced on top of Kangmin.
Kangmin landed on the floor with a small screech, immediately cowering as Jimin raised his fist and slammed it into his jaw, "Fucking pathetic piece of shit!" Jimin sneered, pushing Kangmin's trembling hands away from his face and curling his hands around the collar of his shirt to pull his face closer. Jimin's nose scrunched up and brows were pinched together, a red tint coated his bread cheeks and his eyes were blazing with fury, "The next time you call me a whore.." Jimin pressed his lips against Kangmin's ear and hissed into it, causing the Male to shiver and flinch away, "I'll bash your skull in, so that the whole world could see that there's nothing inside."
Jimin pushed Kangmin away harshly and stood up, brushing his hands against his hoodie as if they were dirty, "And he says he wants to dom you." Jimin scoffed, turning around to saunter back to Yoongi and plop into his lap, "Look at him." Jimin hissed, shoving his thumb over his shoulder and into Kangmin's direction.
Whiskey coloured eyes lazily dragged away from Jimin and latched onto Kangmin. The Male was pale and wide eyed as he pressed shaky hands against the floor to stand up. His eyes were cast to the ground, allowing his orange hair to fall into his face and hide his frightened features. Yoongi rose an unimpressed brow and eyed him from top to bottom- taking a note of his lanky form and how he awkwardly shuffled back to his seat.
Yoongi's eyes rolled around in a circle and lips parted to release a sigh of annoyance, "Here's the thing, Kangmin." Yoongi began, taking a hold of Jimin's waist and standing up before setting him back down in his seat. Yoongi's face was eerily calm and a bit condescending as he stared down at Kangmin over the tip of his nose, "Even if I was the most submissive thing in the world, even if I dropped down to my knees and presented my ass to you, you still wouldn't be a dom, nor would you be respected." Yoongi stopped in front of Kangmin, allowing his lips to quirk up and hands to slide into the pockets of his joggers.
Kangmin gulped and stared up at Yoongi with knitted brows, not understanding where Yoongi was going with this. His nose scrunched up and his cheeks got sucked in as Yoongi placed his hands down on the armrests of his chair and leaned down towards him.
Yoongi's gaze was piercing right through Kangmin, making him think that Yoongi knew absolutely everything he had done wrong in this life, and his previous one. Yoongi's smirk widened as he watched Kangmin tremble under his gaze before looking down at the ground.
"You think that shoving your dick up my ass would make you the dominant one? The superior one?" Yoongi scoffed out a chuckle, grabbing a hold of Kangmin's chin and ripping his head up so that they'd make eye-contact. Yoongi's eyes flickered between Kangmin's wide ones before he leaned in and whispered against his lips, "Being dominant is more than just wetting your dick. It's the way you walk, the way you talk, the way you speak and most importantly, the way you treat your submissives." Yoongi's glanced over his shoulder, making Kangmin look over too. Their gazes fell on Jimin, who was slouching into his chair- eyeing his nails and picking out the dirt underneath them.
A soft chuckle left Yoongi's lips before he turned back to Kangmin and his expression grew colder and darker, "And you..." Yoongi grinned, showing off his gums before tightening his grip around Kangmin's chin and shoving him back, "...are not it."
Kangmin watched with a crestfallen expression as Yoongi turned around and approached Jimin. His lips tugged down into a heavy scowl and arms crossed over his chest- watching Yoongi take a hold of Jimin's hand and tug him out of the laundry room.
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"What'd you say to him?" Jimin's whisper brushed against the shell of Yoongi's ear, making his lips tug up and arm tighten around Jimin's waist.
Yoongi turned his head to look down at Jimin. The tip of his button nose was red and his plump lips were parted to reveal his crooked tooth. Light shone into Jimin's honeycomb eyes, causing them to glisten and sparkle. His washed-out lavender hair fell around his head in messy strands- tangling and twisting with each other, and his red hoodie swallowed up his small body.
"That it makes more to being a dom than just slamming your dick into someone."
Jimin's eyes crinkled and nose twitched as he threw his head back and released a bubbly giggle. He grabbed a hold of Yoongi's shirt and leaned his head against his shoulder as they ventured through the prison to Yoongi's cell.
"Jimin?"
"Hmm?"
A deep sigh escaped Yoongi's nose before he stopped walking and turned Jimin around to face him. His veiny hands found its way onto Jimin's dainty waist and forehead pressed against the one of the confused Mochi's.
"The thing is, Jimin, I've trusted you this whole time, and admit it or not, you've trusted me in your most vulnerable moments too. I could've easily ended your life when you were sleeping in my arms in your cell, or in the ward's office." Yoongi murmured, cuping Jimin's cheeks and caressing his cheekbone with his thumb, "Not everything in life has to come the hard way, sometimes we have to take the easy way if it's presented to us." Yoongi murmured, leaning in and placing a kiss against Jimin's plump lips.
Jimin shuddered and allowed his eyes to flutter shut. He enjoyed the simple peck against his lips and reached out to grab a hold of Yoongi's shirt to keep him pressed against him. Everything around him faded away and the only thing that mattered was the way Yoongi's lips caressed his own. Jimin could feel the corners of Yoongi's lips tug up at the corners before he leaned back and rested their foreheads together. Jimin licked his lips and tried to follow Yoongi to connect their lips once again, only for Yoongi to pull back with a chuckle. Jimin's eyes fluttered open and he frowned as he looked up at Yoongi, not too keen at the denial.
Noticing the conflicted gaze on Jimin's face, Yoongi brushed his thumb along Jimin's cheekbone and placed a kiss on Jimin's button nose, "You can listen to our phone call to make sure that nothing suspicious is going on." Yoongi breathed out a husky laugh, eyeing the pink dust coating Jimin's cheeks.
"I...ill think about it." Jimin muttered hesitantly, releasing his hold on Yoongi's shirt and taking a step away from him. As soon as he was out of Yoongi's intoxicating presence, Jimin inhaled a shaky breath and looked off to the side, thinking about what Yoongi said.
The gang leader watched him with empty eyes before reaching his hand out and intertwining their fingers. Jimin's eyes cleared up and snapped over to Yoongi before he was gifted a gummy smile and tugged into the direction of Yoongi's cell.
"That's all I want." Yoongi whispered in his ear, referring to what he previously said. Jimin hummed in return and looked up at him with sparkling eyes, admiring the way the light caught onto his cheekbones and the tip of his nose. Jimin released a dreamy sigh and skipped after Yoongi.