#vminnet

happy 22nd birthday, kim taehyung!

As Taehyung closed the door behind them, making sure it was locked before doing so, he heard Jimin speak.

“I feel so embarrassed right now,” Jimin sighed and sat down on the edge of his bed, “I can’t believe we did that in front of all those people. Everyone was so upset.”

Taehyung walked up to Jimin and sat down right next to him. He nodded his head as he said, “Jin-hyung especially, if he could do it, I’m pretty sure we’d both be grounded right now.”

“Namjoon-hyung and Suga-hyung looked disappointed.” Jimin kept his gaze down, his eyes fixed on his hands as they rested on his lap. “Jin-hyung’s right, Tae, we— We need to keep things better in check, especially when we’re out in public.”

But as Jimin spoke, his voice soft yet riddled with guilt, Taehyung recalled the familiar gleam in he'd seen in Jimin's eyes back at ISAC. The way his pupils had expanded until they'd engulfed the browns of his eyes after Taehyung had sent him down onto the floor and then immediately got on top of him to make sure he stayed down.

“We will,” Taehyung agreed as he placed his hand on top of Jimin's.

“Good,” Jimin nodded after he swallowed.

A thick, awkward silence followed for a few seconds before Jimin finally turned his head to the side to look at Taehyung, and when he spoke, his voice was a low, faint whimper, “Tae...”

Taehyung instantly moved towards Jimin, and not a beat later he had Jimin pinned down on the bed. A distant wave of déjà vu washed over both Taehyung and Jimin as they stared at one another.

“You looked so guilty and embarrassed when everyone was scolding us,” Taehyung stated as he recalled the way Jimin had looked only moments ago before they’d left, “but you still liked it, didn’t you, Jimin-ah?” Taehyung let his voice drop as he leaned down to whisper into Jimin’s ear. “You liked how I forced you down onto the floor in front of everyone, the way I turned you over so that I could give you the punishment you deserved." He placed a few gentle kisses down Jimin's neck. "Everyone was there to see, and you enjoyed it, didn’t you?”

“Tae...” Jimin’s voice was a weak, wavering exhale.

“They weren’t close enough to see it, but I was,” Taehyung moved his head back so that he was gazing down into Jimin’s dark eyes once more, “they weren’t lucky enough to see how your face was lightly flushed, how your eyes were pitch-black like they are right now too. They weren't lucky enough to hear the little gasps that slipped past your lips while you let me do all that to you. But I could tell—you wanted more, didn’t you, Jiminie?”  

Taehyung watched in wonder as Jimin flushed brightly underneath him, as his lips parted and he breathed out, “Taehyung-ah, please...”