Chapter 16.....

...Today is the day. Actually, no. It’s the day before the day. Halloween day....

...Why does Jimin know this? Because he is excited for the date? Not really, he’s not even american or european or whatever. He couldn’t care less about the real halloween things....

...Because he likes to party? Not really. At least not since the baby came into his life....

...He knows about halloween, because Taehyung won’t stop talking about it....

...“...and this year I just wanna be cute and innocent- Don’t give me that look, I’m serious!” Taehyung exclaimed. It was already nighttime and they were less than one hour away from being really late to their company’s halloween party. He was pacing around Jimin’s slightly gigantic bedroom while Jimin was lazily lying in the middle of his kingsized mattress, watching his friend go from side to side like a pingpong match....

...“As a soon-to-be parent figure, I’ll tell you that it feels slightly disturbing to see someone like you dress up as a children’s character.” Jimin said in a mockingly monotone voice, just to tease his friend. Taehyung’s head snapped in his direction,...

...“I can be innocent and cute too, Jiminnie!” Taehyung nearly shouted, near panic in his eyes. He was literally having a crisis over the fact that he couldn’t help but be a party monster, extra horny, making-a-move-on-any-living-thing kind of drunk. Jimin thought it extremely amusing to watch....

...“I don’t understand why do you even care, at this point?” Jimin dismissed his friend’s drama as he checked the time on his phone. They still had some time to dress up....

...“I care, because what kind of example I’m going to be for your kid , Jimin?!” Taehyung exclaimed but Jimin just smiled to himself, rolling his eyes. “I need to do this for the sake of your innocent baby, Jimin.” Taehyung whisper-screaming in a dramatic way, “And for my own sake, too. Tonight, I’ll prove to myself that I can just chill, sometimes.”...

...“Chill.” Jimin deadpanned from his place in the bed....

...“Yes.” Taehyung nodded dramatically, as if he was acting in a soap opera, “Chill.”...

...“...Okay, if you say so.” Jimin laughed and got a hold of Taehyung’s costume. It was Sakura Cardcaptor’s school uniform with black pants, full with the cute hat and a yellow little plushie. “Dress up already.” Jimin said, unaffected by Taehyung’s abs and lean muscles or the tanned skin of his legs. He was a in a pair of polka dot boxers for god’s sake. The younger’s hair was dyed blond for a character he had in his current tv drama....

...“And it’s not like your outfit is much better than mine, really. So lazy, you!” Taehyung pointed at Jimin’s face in mock drama, and Jimin laughed softly. “If you wanna be an angel at least put on a proper skirt.”...

...“Pfft, I’m not like you, remember last year? You didn’t even pick a costume, you just literally got a red dress from the company dressing rooms and attempted to do your own make up!” Jimin said loudly while Taehyung put on his shirt. The younger man then turned back to him and smiled coyly, making Jimin already dread what would come out of his mouth....

...“But it worked, didn’t it?” Taehyung wiggled his eyebrows. “And I went as a ladybug.” Jimin remembered last year - Taehyung was in a red with black polka dots dress that was way too small for his broad chest and shoulders, and a bright red lipstick, looking like he had just came out of a funny variety show, but somehow, managed to be the most “successful” of them all, even managing to end the night getting laid with both Namjoon and Jin. The little shit....

...“And Jimin.” Taehyung deadpanned, stopping everything he was doing. “You went as a sexy puppy. You had a collar .”...

...Jimin still had the decency to blush and look away, a sheepish smile on his face....

...“So what?” he mumbled, watching as Taehyung, now fully dressed is his black attire, stood in front of the mirror and adjusted his blond fringe....

...“Doesn’t matter. Just dress up, yourself.” Taehyung said in return, and Jimin almost laughed....

...“I’m ready.”...

...Taehyung looked back at him, watching Jimin make a “draw me like one of your french girls” pose in the middle of his bed, batting his eyelashes at him way too innocently. He was just in an oversized plain white t-shirt and light washed jeans, barefoot. The pair of little fake wings and fluffy halo headpiece were carelessly thrown in front of him on the bedsheets. Taehyung stared inexpressive at him for a moment, until he sighed dramatically....

...“You know I’m only gonna let it go this time because you’re pregnant.”...

...Jimin nodded eagerly and gave him one of his cute eye smiles. Taehyung just sighed again and turned back to his hair on the mirror, mumbling under his breath, “lazy ***.”...

...Jimin and Taehyung really had different concepts of halloween traditions....

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...The party was in BigHit building’s biggest practice room, and every employee had been invited. When they got into the elevator, there were already some people in crazy costumes inside, and Taehyung waved at them in his same overeager manner....

...When they got to the floor of said party, there was loud music echoing through the entire place and people hanging in the hallway, colorful lights getting out of the door and going through their faces. Taehyung had a slightly psychopath smile in his face. Jimin snorted, but chose to not remind his friend of his early “promise”....

...They get in, and the room is kind of packed. Most people are talking in groups but there are some at the front already dancing drunkenly, and they quickly find Namjoon’s and Jin’s heads peeking from the crowd....

...“Oh my god you’re Ryan!! Hahahahahah” Taehyung exclaimed as soon as he got a look on Namjoon’s outfit, immediately jumping to his arms and half hugging him....

...Jimin looked at Jin with his eye smile full on his face. Jin was dressed as a cowboy, with a weird stuffed horse in between his legs....

...“Jiminnie, you came!” Jin smiled brightly. He was holding two cups in his hands, and Jimin thought that one was Namjoon’s, since the man’s hands were covered by the stuffed gloves of the costume. “Are you feeling ok?” he asked, looking briefly at Jimin’s belly, that was very apparent even under his big t-shirt....

...“Yes.” he said, and it was true. His baby was generally quiet, inside him, and he wasn’t feeling dizzy with all those lights, surprisingly....

...“Wow, you’re bigger every time I see you!” Namjoon exclaimed with a big smile on his face. Jin hit his shoulder with a hiss but Jimin just laughed at Namjoon’s silliness....

...“Well, that’s the idea, you know,” Jimin added, hugging his belly affectionately, his fake wings crooking with the movements of his shoulders, his fluffy halo bouncing on his headpiece cutely. He looked up after not hearing anything from his friends, and the three are looking wordlessly at him with an expression Jimin doesn’t understand. Namjoon’s got his mouth hanging open....

...“What?” he asked, and Jin visibly gulped while Namjoon sputtered....

...“U-uhm, you… your… your costume is- looks really good on you, Jimin.” Namjoon managed to say, and Jin gave the other a warning glare that Jimin also didn’t understand, but smiled sweetly at the rapper anyways, saying,...

...“Thanks.” Jimin eyes squinted with the force of his smile, “Yours too.”...

...“I’m gonna go grab a drink,” Taehyung said, suddenly, “I mean, uh, a soda. Yeah, that.” Jimin snorted at his friend’s painful expression, “Do you want anything from the table?”...

...“There were some mini hotdogs the last time I passed by there,” Namjoon said, and that made Jimin’s interest pick up quickly,...

...“Oh, would you bring me one?!” Jimin asked Taehyung with a bright smile, and Taehyung just nodded and disappeared in the crowd....

...The three stayed back, just swinging lightly to the music. Jin started absently fixing Jimin’s hair, that was all fluffy and almost blond but not quite it....

...Jimin watched the crowd of people in weird costumes for a moment. There were mainly dancers and idols, but he recognized some other famous people in there too, like actors and comedians talking in between themselves. Big hit also did the management for runway models -Jimin himself was a runway model, against the beliefs that he was too short - and he could see some of his old friends, like Sehun and Chanyeol, sipping beers and talking quietly....

...Jimin smiled to himself and looked to the ceiling. There were some cheap halloween decoration hanging from it and on the walls, and the full length mirror on one side made the room look twice as big....

...When he looked down, his eyes fell immediately on Jungkook....

...The boy was several meters away from him, and surrounded by his bandmates, but Jimin could see that his costume was something like a bunny. But it looked so big it was impractical, almost....

...Suddenly Jungkook’s eyes found his and the younger’s face lit up immediately, his mouth opened in a face splitting grin and began to wave wildly to Jimin. The older laughed and waved back much calmly. Jungkook looked like a small bunny in a christmas morning, overly excited, catching the attention of people around him at the other end of the room. Jimin mouthed “happy halloween!” and made a heart with his hands....

...Jungkook’s smile widened even more and he tried to send hearts with his hands through the fluffy paws of his costume. Jungkook didn’t make any move to get out of where he was to meet him, though, and neither did Jimin....

...“You’re such good friends with Hoseok’s little brother, right?” Namjoon’s voice caught Jimin’s attention, and he turned to the taller man to see his curious but oblivious expression. Jimin laughed good naturedly and explained,...

...“We’re the same kind, so we understand each other, you know?” Jimin joked, but Namjoon frowned. The rapper surely was smart for some things, but for others…...

...“What do you mean?” Namjoon shouted through the music as the beat dropped....

...“We gotta stick together!” Jimin shouted back, waiting for Namjoon to connect the dots, but the confused frown on the man’s forehead continued....

...“I don’t understand?!” Namjoon said against the loud music, and Jimin suddenly paused, looking at Namjoon’s face. No, it couldn’t be that he really didn’t know?...

...In their world, with women it was kind of obvious that you had the chance to get pregnant, but with men, you needed to make a proper exam to know for sure if… you could. So no one talked about it, most men keeping it secret. It wasn’t a topic one would start talking about out of nowhere....

...“You don’t know? About Jungkook? And me?” Jimin asked more calmly now that the song was ending, and Namjoon just shook his head confusedly....

...Jimin looked around them to make sure no one was eavesdropping, got a hold of Namjoon’s shoulder to pull him down and said by the other’s ear,...

...“He’s a carrier, like me.” Jimin said quickly and as clearly as he managed so that he wouldn’t need to repeat it. He felt kind of bad for sharing someone else’s secret, but he knew Namjoon was more than aware of the weight of that information....

...When Jimin pulled back he saw Namjoon’s epiphany expression....

...“Wait, really?!!” he shouted suddenly, and Jimin almost rolled his eyes,...

...“Yes. Hyung, everybody knows it, I thought you did, too. Didn’t Jin hyung tell you? ...That’s why we are always talking, I guess. Men like us are kind of rare, and no offense to you guys, but there are some things that you just wouldn’t get.” Jimin said near Namjoon’s ear in a laughing voice, “It feels refreshing to have someone like you to talk to, you know?”...

...“Wow, I had no idea?!!” Namjoon exclaimed, “He looks so masculine- ouch!” Jimin stomped in Namjoon’s foot angrily,...

...“Excuse me?! And I’m not??!!” Jimin shouted in the loud room, and Namjoon opened his mouth to apologize when they saw Taehyung coming to them in the distance....

...“Here’s your hotdog,” Taehyung handed him the snack and a cup of juice. Jimin sniffed it trying to figure out what was the flavor....

...“Where’s Jin?” Namjoon said as he looked around. Indeed, Jin had disappeared while they were talking and didn’t notice until now…...

...“Maybe he went to look for food, too?” Taehyung said as he, too, looked around....

...Jimin started eating his mini hotdog, calmly swaying to the beat of the song, distractedly. Hm, it was good, or maybe it was just that Jimin was hungry? Doesn’t matter - he ate it in no time, and smiled, satisfied. He was just thankful he wasn’t feeling dizzy tonight, and that his baby was behaving so good. His plans were to just spend some time here, speak to some friends and then take a cab home. It was obvious he couldn’t dance and drink right now, anyways....

...Jimin tossed his trash to a nearby bin and turned back to his friends. Taehyung was gone again, but Jimin could see him close to the front of the party dancing crazily with Hoseok, that was in a simple skeleton outfit, making Jimin doubt if the younger really had managed to keep his promise of staying sober tonight....

...Namjoon and Jin were happily swaying and calmly watching the party unfold like the old married couple they were, but at the back of his mind, Jimin wondered if they would be so calm and laid back if Jimin wasn’t with them. Jimin tried to push his guilt away, it was just a party, so what if his friends decided to stay with his pregnant self instead of going out of their way on drinking, dancing embarrassingly and hunting for threesome partners?...

...Jimin was in the middle of repeating to himself “it’s just a party” when Taehyung came back to him, an amused smile on his face. Jin and Namjoon didn’t pay attention to him, having started a quiet discussion over something Jimin couldn’t hear. Taehyung clung to his back like an over excited koala and whispered in Jimin’s ear obnoxiously, pointing to something in the direction of the drinks’ table....

...“Look at that.” he whispered frantically, and Jimin didn’t take much time to have his eyes fall on a dark clad figure....

...Min Yoongi....

...Not only Min Yoongi, but Min Yoongi in a leather bomber jacket and a black t-shirt. And black leather pants with a belt holding them up. And his dark hair was stylised in a way it looked like someone had just ran their hand by it… a mess like he had just fucked someone. And his eyes were sharp with smoky makeup in the corners, and his lips - god, was that fake blood?...

...Yoongi looked like a sex god. Or rather, a sex demon....

...Jimin was having a hard time in trying to find his words. He stuttered,...

...“W-w-what is that even supposed to m-mean?” He had partially lost control over his jaw. But Taehyung, now standing beside him, appeared to be unaffected....

...“I think he is a vampire, you saw the blood?” Taehyung commented like they were talking about the weather, and not Min fucking Yoongi in a fucking leather bomber jacket and sex hair and leather pants looking like a fucking rock star-...

...“You ok?” Taehyung’s merciless voice got him out of his inner panic attack, and Jimin gulped, trying to force a smile that only looked like a weird grimace. He was fucked. And Taehyung’s knowing smile wasn’t helping, either....

...“Y-yeah, it’s just like… he looks like… uhm,” Jimin tried to find a word that wouldn’t give him away, and his eyes were again drawn to Yoongi’s image. God, let Jimin be mistaken but was that-...

...“...ission.” Jimin looked back at Taehyung and just caught the end of what he was saying....

...“What did you say I didn’t hear,” Jimin mumbled, still not over Yoongi looking so good and dangerous at the same time. Dangerous for his sanity....

...“I said,” Taehyung had a weird look on his face now, suddenly not so amused by Jimin’s situation, “That he looks like a man on a mission.”...

...“What do you mean?” Jimin frowned, distracted by Taehyung’s words. Taehyung looked away from Yoongi and back to Jimin, looking him up and down and stopping by his fluffy white halo,...

...“I mean that that vampire looks like he had a very specific prey in mind.” Taehyung was staring at Jimin’s face now....

...Jimin gasped when the meaning of the words finally sank in, and he immediately felt a fire starting to tingle his insides. He gulped,...

...“I- I don’t understand…” Jimin tried to mutter, unconvincingly,...

...“Yes you do.” Taehyung was now kind of judging Jimin, for some reason, and Jimin blushed. With the implication in his friend's eyes, his judgement, with the heavy weight of Yoongi’s presence in the other corner of the room, and his own dirty thoughts. He remembered the kind of lustful person he was before finding out he was pregnant, and all those dark, sinful memories of him and Yoongi were invading his mind, making the fire in his stomach only worsen....

...“It’s probably just your imagination.” Jimin said in an attempt to convince himself more than convince Taehyung. Jimin was visibly forcing his head to not turn in Yoongi’s direction, now....

...“Right.” Taehyung deadpanned, and was staring murderously at a point behind Jimin’s head. Jimin did his best to fight the urge to turn around and see what was happening behind himself....

...“He’s not like that.” Jimin insisted, fighting the arousal in his insides. The reasonable part of his mind was trying to frantically find reasons not to give in the temptation....

...“Right.” Taehyung repeated, and turned to look at Jimin again, something like anger in his eyes....

...“I’m serious!” Jimin exclaimed, but his voice was somewhat weak, as if he was fighting back a moan. Which was ridiculous, or at least should be. Jimin felt slightly out of breath. Taehyung just deadpanned,...

...“He’s coming.”...

...“Aaah!” Jimin nearly shouted and hurried to hide behind Taehyung’s broad shoulders, peeking from the taller’s neck, his fluffy while halo bouncing above his head giving him away anyways. Yoongi looked too… too…...

...Jimin shivered, and gulped down with difficulty. He felt like a bunny under a wolf’s gaze, and Yoongi clearly wasn’t even trying. Or at least not consciously trying....

...It was just that his eyes were so sharp today, and his hair looked like he had just came out of some crazy wild sex-...

...“Hi.” Yoongi said above the loud music, and Jimin gave up on hiding and faced the other, standing beside Taehyung....

...Yoongi looked at Jimin like he was the only one in the room, and that thought alone sent that weird warmth tingling down his body. Jimin preferred to think he just imagined the way Yoongi’s eyes darkened as he eyed the “angel” up and down. There was really nothing out of the ordinary in Jimin today. He wasn’t funny, like Taehyung. He wasn’t sex on a stick, like Yoongi. He was just in a big white t-shirt and little fake wings. No need to get ahead of himself, right? Right....

...Jimin was brought from his thoughts by Taehyung’s nudge on his arm. Jimin nearly jumped and sputtered,...

...“H-hi!” he said too loudly, but they were in the middle of a party anyways,...

...“So, enjoying the party so far?” Yoongi gave them a crooked smile, and the blood on his lips was doing weird things for Jimin’s sanity. The “vampire” was way too confident for his own good, too. Jimin gulped....

...“Y-yeah…” Jimin said, and cleared his throat awkwardly. He crossed his arms in front of his chest and tried not at stare too obviously at Yoongi’s mouth, or way worse, stare downwards....

...Yes, definitely not look down....

...Jimin looks sideways and sees that Taehyung is staring down at Yoongi with his trademark creepy frown, but it’s comical for Jimin when he’s trying to be intimidating while using a male version of Sakura Cardcaptor’s school uniform, full with the cute hat....

...But Yoongi seems to be taking the staring-into-intimidation with Taehyung very seriously, and seeing the silent threat in Yoongi’s eyes, directed at his friend, sends shivers down Jimin’s spine that he’s not exactly proud of. And Jimin doesn’t even know what to say while the other two are visibly holding back from going at each other’s throats, for some reason....

...“Uhm, I’m gonna… Go to the bathroom, I’ll be… right back…” Jimin mumbled as he realised the two weren’t even hearing him, and went in search of the bathroom he knew was right besides the door of the big practice room, in the hallway....

...Once in the bathroom, that was properly lightened and relatively quiet, no one paid Jimin attention as he got in a stall and quickly relieved himself. How could he have forgotten if, in the pregnant state he was now, every cup taken meant and immediate want to take a piss afterwards?...

...Jimin washed his hands while considering his appearance in the mirror. He had to admit that maybe, just maybe, he wasn’t as ordinary as he thought, even though he had put like, little to no effort in his costume, as if that could even be considered a proper angel costume. His oversized white t-shirt made his belly bump look smaller, he thought, the sleeves almost coming to his elbows. His wings were kind of small and fluffy, and Jimin would say they were ridiculous but they weirdly seemed okay in his frame. And his headpiece with the fluffy white halo just kept bouncing over his head in any movement he did....

...He had put some makeup, too, mainly to make his skin look even, but there was some white highlighter on the corners of his eyes to go with his whole white theme. It was such a deep contrast with his killer makeup from last year, but then, he had changed so much, in so many aspects, because of his baby. In reality, Jimin just thought he looked kind of boring. Like a boring mom, a boring adult. He pouted to his image in the mirror and caressed his belly through the shirt. His baby was really quiet tonight, and he couldn’t be more thankful. Some nights, the little one would kick so much his belly would literally move on its own....

...Jimin took a deep breath and exited the calm bathroom, diving right back in the crowd of the party in the darkened practice room. He needed to calm his thoughts if he was going to have to deal with a certain “vampire” slash “rockstar” this night, so, instead of going back to his friends, he headed to the drinks’ table to get some water....

...While he was walking through the crowd with relative ease, waving occasionally to some people he met in the way, his eyes met the back of someone’s dark, messy sex hair near the table he was headed to, and he momentarily stopped in his tracks, his heartbeat picking up. He watched, biting his lips, as Yoongi distractedly made a cup of strawberry juice with some - or a lot - drops of vodka and downed it in one go, like it was water....

...Jimin thought what would be the wisest thing to do - go back to his friends, probably have Taehyung or Jin go fetch him the water instead, playing his successful pregnant-card, and try to not be alone with Yoongi tonight if he could help it. Yes, definitely that. Because he wasn’t a kid, he knew that Yoongi wasn’t a kid, and he knew that Yoongi knew that he wasn’t a kid-...

...So why was Jimin walking right in Yoongi’s direction?!...

...Jimin bit his lips harder in annoyance at his weakness as he approached Yoongi. That was it, he was weak, and too horny, and had no control over his body or hormones. He wanted to scream to himself the moment Yoongi’s eyes found his, and realised what was going to happen. Jimin was walking in his direction, alone, and Yoongi, too, was alone....

...Yoongi’s eyes darkened, and Jimin gulped. He was just going to talk, like a normal person would, to the father of his baby, and his, kind-of-but-not-quite, ex. His ex-dom , if he was going to be specific about if. His fucking ex-dom....

...“Hi.” Jimin said, simply, trying to appear nonchalant. They were in a place of the room that had almost to no one, Yoongi having moved away from the table. It was a dark place, where the party lights didn’t reach, and Yoongi was facing him, the wall behind his back. Jimin made a point of staying at the biggest distance away from Yoongi as he could manage in the loud room....

...“Hi you.” Yoongi smirked, way too cocky, and Jimin wanted to whine in frustration with himself. He just wanted to tell Yoongi to stop being like that. Wait, why wouldn’t he?...

...“Stop being like this.” Jimin copied his thoughts, frowning and pouting before he could realise....

...Yoongi’s face changed to one of amusement, his lips going upwards, his eyebrows too. Jimin knew that face - Yoongi was treating him like a… like a cute little thing. And he wasn’t that....

...“Or what?” Yoongi dragged his words, a hint of laughter in his voice. The empty cup laid loosely in his hand, his musician fingers, strong knuckles having different kinds of rings in them, another proof that the man had put a lot of thought into his outfit for tonight....

...Jimin felt his cheeks blush, and it wasn’t with virginal embarassment. It was closer to anger....

...“Just- don’t look at me like that.” His voice had a bite to it he didn’t understand, or didn’t want to understand. It was like he was angry at Yoongi, but not quite - it was like he wanted to punch Yoongi, but not with his fists....

...Yoongi quirked an eyebrow up and squinted his eyes, smirking like a shark as he took a step forward, looking Jimin up and down vulgarly. That scene almost was the last straw for Jimin, but he just kept staring at Yoongi’s eyes, his small hands clenched in fists by his sides, his mouth pressed into a thin line. In the back of his mind, he knew he could just turn around and leave, but - he wouldn’t....

...Not when Yoongi had those bloody lips smirking at him like he was- like he was-...

...Yoongi kept getting closer to Jimin until their noses were mere centimeters away, their eyes too close for sanity. Yoongi looked dangerous , lethal, and Jimin gasped to himself under Yoongi’s heavy gaze, feeling his heart beating like crazy inside his chest....

...The sane part of him was yelling at Jimin to turn around, to leave, to not give in the temptation because it would only make things even more complex and that was the last thing he needed, principally after hearing so much about Yoongi’s past the other day....

...The promiscuous sub that still lived inside of him, however, was also yelling at Jimin to just dive . Give in. Let his desires take over, principally now that Yoongi was so close ....

...Yoongi’s gruff voice, that always, always drove Jimin mad, brought him back from his inner monologue....

...“Look at you like what.” Yoongi defied, standing now so rudely close that their chests touched, and their noses were a millimeter away. “Tell daddy more about it.”...

...And that was the last straw....

...Jimin roughly shoved Yoongi back, making the startled man’s body hit the wall behind him, and pushed his own body against Yoongi’s, getting a hold of his ridiculous bomber jacket and smashing their lips together....

...Yoongi stood unmoving for a moment, his mouth parted, still disbelieving, while Jimin moved his lips desperately against his, moaning faintly. Until Jimin bit on Yoongi’s lower lip impatiently, and it was like a switch had gone up, and Yoongi’s hands were holding Jimin’s hips hard, possessively, while the older regained control over Jimin’s mouth....

...Jimin’s small hands fisted Yoongi’s clothes harder and pulled him more, while still pressing himself and Yoongi to the wall....

...Yoongi’s mouth tasted of his alcoholic strawberry juice, and Jimin moaned once more, this time louder. The music around them was loud and the noises of people were even louder, but Yoongi heard it....

...The older’s hand got down to Jimin’s buttcheek and squished it, hard, and Jimin whined with the possessiveness behind it, the dominance Yoongi had even while pressed against the wall by him. Arousal shot through his body and directly to his crotch as Yoongi’s mouth started getting away from their overly messy kiss and mouthing at Jimin’s jaw, nipping at the skin of his chin....

...Jimin closed his eyes in ecstasy and released a breathy moan. Yoongi’s teeth bit harder after that, close to his earlobe, and the sound of the man’s heavy breathing right by Jimin’s ear was doing awful things to his control. Yoongi’s hand pressing the full flesh of his butt like it was his to enjoy also wasn’t helping....

...“You like that, uh?” Yoongi’s dark chuckle right by his ear sent a stray of shivers down Jimin’s body, and the shorter started chasing Yoongi’s mouth to kiss him again and effectively shut him up , when his own loud whine interrupted his thoughts....

...Yoongi’s other hand had sneaked through his t-shirt and pinched his ******. Hard....

...Jimin was breathing heavily, moaning helplessly as he clung to Yoongi’s clothes for dear life, and another dark chuckle slipped past the other’s bloody lips, still refusing to let Jimin kiss him again....

...Jimin didn’t realise he was being moved until his own back hit the wall instead, and Yoongi’s body was intimidatingly cornering Jimin’s against it. The angel’s legs wobbled, and he noticed that Yoongi’s mouth was all smeared with red liptint, up to his cheeks....

...“What do you want from me, Jiminnie…” Yoongi dragged his words, voice dark with arousal and playful intimidation, as he rested his elbows on the wall, on each side of Jimin’s head, bringing their faces close....

...Jimin wasn’t in a state of mind of answering such question, so he just raised his shaking hands and fisted Yoongi’s shirt, bringing their lips flush once again....

...This time, it was slower. Sensual, and it was burning Jimin from the inside. He moaned sinfully at the things Yoongi did with his tongue, and the slow, teasing bites the vampire would give on his lips, driving him crazy....

...Jimin’s back arched slowly, and his eyes were turning with just how good that kiss was. One of Yoongi’s hands went to hold Jimin’s lower back, and suddenly the feel of having his baby bump pressed flush against the other made Jimin moan louder, his breath coming in high pitched whines....

...Jimin knew they had to stop, that they were in public and some people probably already noticed them against the wall, but - but then, Yoongi started biting and sucking at his neck and Jimin whimpered, turning his head to the side submissively. It had been far too long since the last time he felt like this....

...The blonde knew he was probably ruining Yoongi’s t-shirt by now, but he couldn’t bring himself to care enough. Jimin moaned filthily and brought his hands to Yoongi’s neck, scratching his nails against the skin of his nape when the other squished his butt again and then his tight, bringing it up so that their hips touched....

...Yoongi gave Jimin a particularly hard bite on his neck, close to his shoulder, and the angel’s hands slid up to Yoongi’s hair, now, pulling at it desperately while Yoongi licked over the mark he gave. For a second, Jimin hazily thought about the fact that Yoongi was dressed as a vampire, and was currently “attacking” Jimin’s neck in a dark corner of the party, just like his character, and Jimin would have laughed at it, it he wasn’t the “victim” of said vampire, now....

...Jimin finally managed to pull Yoongi’s head away from his neck by his dark hair, and their lips met again. It was too obscene, open mouthed and desperate, Jimin shamelessly moaning and rutting against Yoongi’s hips, the taller’s free hand coming to the back of his neck to hold the angel’s head in place while he fucked his mouth-...

...The music stopped....

...The lights became dim, and Jimin hurriedly disconnected his mouth, and took his hands off Yoongi, looking around the party wide eyed....

...Yoongi slowly got off from cornering Jimin’s frame against the wall, and also looked around to see why it was so quiet. They were both breathing heavily and refusing to look each other in the eye....

...And then Hoseok’s over excited voice was screaming into the microphone, at a small stage they hadn’t seen before, near the window on the other side of the room....

...“Welcome to Big Hit’s annual halloween partyyyyy!!” he shouted, a big smile on his face, and everyone cheered, probably already feeling the effects of the alcohol they consumed....

...Jimin cleared his throat and started sheepishly fixing his fluffy halo headpiece. Yoongi was - oh god, he was looking down and adjusting his pants....

...Don’t think about it don’t think about it don’t think about it-...

...“We’re so happy everyone could make it!!!” Hoseok continued, obviously drunk, and Jimin could see that the most excited people around him were Taehyung, obviously already piss drunk, Jungkook and some of his friends from the band, and some pretty girls jumping in place - oh, Twice....

...“Do you have any complaints?! No?!!” he shouted at the microphone again, and people were playfully answering him, telling him to get down and put the music back in....

...“Aw, that hurts me!! I’ll ignore it then!” he said, a shit eating grin on his face, and got down to get a card from the ground....

...“My name is Hobi and I’ll be today’s MC!” he shouted on the microphone, obviously too drunk to remember his real name or his stage name....

...“And we’re about to see the results of our contests!!” with that, everyone cheered loudly, and Hoseok began shouting the names of the contestants for Best Costume, playfully pointing to everyone mentioned, their friends making a little drunken party about it....

...Jimin fixed his fringe and gulped, looking down at his hands. There was red in his fingers....

...He looked up at Yoongi by his side, and found him already staring at Jimin. It was too dark to see Yoongi properly in the corner they were, but it was like he could sense what expression Yoongi had on his face now. Jimin cleared his throat, but didn’t find anything to say....

...Jimin looked back at Hoseok in time to hear the “MC” scream to the microphone,...

...“And of course, my best of the best of the bestest friends in the world ever, with the best make up eveeeer, Min Yoongi, the urban vampireee!!!!!” he screeched over excitedly in his drunk state, and started looking at the crowd beneath him, “Vampire vampire vampire - not not you!- vampireee????- oh!”...

...Jin got closer to the stage out of a sudden and pulled Hoseok down by his collar, saying something in his ear with a hurried expression....

...“...Oh! Oh, okay, hahahahah,” Hoseok got back with the microphone, an amused smile on his drunk face. “Looks like someone’s getting lucky tonight!!”...

...Jimin wanted to dig a hole in the ground, crawl inside and forget that ever happened, already....

...Yoongi was quiet beside him in the dark, and Jimin tried of ignore the waves of embarrassment washing through him....

...The whole “costume contest” took far too long, in Jimin’s embarrassed opinion, the contestants getting up on the tiny stage and showing off their costumes to the party, drunkenly proud. Jungkook, obviously, was there, piss drunk and attempting to dance one of his group’s choreos in the small space of the stage, in his giant bunny overall....

...Cardcaptor Taehyung was there too, dancing way too sensually on a child’s cartoon costume, doing everything he promised himself he wouldn’t do. Jimin rolled his eyes....

...In the end, he was just so glad he decided to go with a shitty costume, because he thankfully, thankfully , wasn’t chosen to go on the stage as well....

...A girl named Dahyun, in a fluffy white bunny costume, ended up winning the contest, and started dancing crazily on the stage, her friends giving out loud cheers for her. Jungkook’s pout at the moment would have Jimin cackling his *** off on a normal day, but Hoseok was already at it, almost rolling on the ground while trying to console his little brother....

...Jimin looked ahead and noticed that most of his group was together, apart from the brothers, and decided that would be a good moment to reappear. He looked quickly to Yoongi, and it was too dark, the music having already started, that he couldn’t even see his expression....

...Jimin figured that Yoongi would just invite himself if he wanted, and started walking through the crowd, back to his friends....

...When both JImin and Yoongi appeared in front of Namjoon, Jin, Taehyung and Hoseok, all of their eyes and attention went to the “couple”....

...“Oh… My god.” Taehyung said, amusedly, holding back a laugh at the image of the two. Jimin could only imagine how he must have been looking like, with kiss swollen lips and disheveled appearance. Thank god the place was so dark and they wouldn’t be able to see the real damage to his eyes....

...“So…” Hoseok started when no one said a thing, obviously too drunk to care about Jimin’s and Yoongi’s relationship issues, “Who’s in for a selfie?!”...

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...Some time after that, their group had dispersed. Taehyung and Hoseok promptly disappearing, their drunk selves finding no fun in their boring friends, Namjoon pulling Yoongi to the center of the dancefloor, claiming that they should have some rapper time, whatever that meant, and Jin and Jimin stayed back, just calmly watching the party and sometimes exchanging words....

...Jimin was taking his sweet time in sipping his water, and in his mind, he knew that would be the time for him to go. It was relatively early, still, and he could easily have an uber or something, and it was so clear that Jin was only staying back and not partying like a drunk hyena because of Jimin and his state…...

...Jimin couldn’t help but feel a bit down. It wasn’t Jin’s fault that he was pregnant, and yet here he was… He felt bad from keeping his friend from all the fun. He should definitely go home, now....

...Then why couldn’t he?...

...Jimin was looking from the exit to the dancefloor every two minutes, a weird feeling in his gut. Yes. He should get out and call a cab....

...Getting all his inner strength to just let it go, forget about his and Yoongi’s half-finished business, half-finished bites on his neck, and finally let Jin have his fun....

...“Uhm, Jin hyung, I think I’ll get going, now,” Jimin forced a smile, and Jin looked down at him like he wanted to do something for his friend but didn’t know what....

...“Are you sure? Well then, please be careful, it’s late,” Jin said, frowning like a mother bear, “Are you going to take an uber? Text me when you’re home, okay? I’m serious.”...

...Jimin smiled more sincerely now, amused by his friend....

...“Ok, ok.” Jin started fondling his hair and adjusting his angel headpiece, a worried frown on his face that Jimin didn’t completely understand....

...“...And… Pass by the bathroom on your way out.” Jin says, an unreadable look on his face....

...“Why?!” Jimin exclaims, innocently shocked....

...“It’s just… I think someone probably bumped in you and their makeup got in your cheek, uhm… Maybe Chanyeol, he had some heavy make up, right?” Jin forced a smile, looking like he was trying to convince himself of it more than Jimin....

...The shorter just nodded, smiled at his friend sweetly and turned to leave....

...So, that was it, he thought. He was going home, on his own. His body still so unbearably hot from his last… encounter, with that vampire....

...Damn, what was Yoongi thinking , coming like that to the party, and teasing Jimin that way? Of course Jimin would jump him, of course. It wasn’t Jimin’s fault, he tried to convince himself as he stepped into the dim lit hallway....

...Surprisingly, there was no one in the large hallway. Jimin walked to the elevators by the middle of it lost in thoughts when he remembered what Jin had said about his face....

...Oh, it couldn’t be too much, right? Chanyeol was full of makeup but he didn’t remember bumping too hard on the tall man....

...Jimin got to the front of the elevators and turned to tap the button, when a movement by his right caught his side....

...Yoongi, of course. Who else, he thought dreadfully....

...Yoongi was getting out of the party and walking in Jimin’s direction, his jacket opened, hair still a mess, and the red liptint gone from his mouth, but kind of smeared on his face. Almost like…...

...Like he had made out with someone....

...Jimin’s stomach dropped. So, it was like that....

...“Are you going home?” Yoongi asked, looking way too normal for someone that had just made out with a stranger and was now facing Jimin. But he noticed that, for some reason, Yoongi’s eyes were going around his face, like he was seeing something really amusing in Jimin’s cheeks....

...Jimin almost asked “what, there’s something on my face?” but Jin had already told him, so he didn’t think much of it....

...“Obviously.” Jimin bit back, not in the mood for small talk anymore. The anger in him was slowly rising the more he stared at Yoongi’s kiss swollen lips. Who would have been? Jimin wanted to know. Or it was more than one person?...

...“Why are you like this?” Yoongi had an easy smirk on his face, and Jimin felt extremely offended by it. He lost control of his choice of wording after that....

...“Did you have fun tonight?” Jimin’s voice was full of venom and judgement, and he refused to look at Yoongi, instead looking ahead, waiting for the elevators’ doors to open....

...“Did I have fun tonight?!” Yoongi laughed, and Jimin suddenly wondered if someone would know if he choked Yoongi on the spot, “Well, yes. ”...

...Jimin’s head snapped in his direction. How dare he-...

...“And did you have fun tonight?” Yoongi asked back, wiggling his eyebrows. Jimin frowned, and was about to answer some angry things back at that vampire when he heard the doors ping....

...Jimin looked on instinct to the open, empty elevator, and his own reflex stared back at him in the big mirror inside....

...His mind stopped for a moment....

...His face was all smeared with Yoongi’s liptint, from his lips to his cheeks to his neck and his white t-shirt wasn’t so white anymore- even his nose had a small smear on it. His mouth was hanging open in shock, and he slowly turned, wide eyed, to look at Yoongi’s smug expression by his side....

...“Not gonna enter?-” Yoongi started saying, but the door slid back shut before he could do anything, and Jimin wasn’t paying any attention to that. He was in the middle of an epiphany because maybe, just maybe, Yoongi had only made out with one person that night, after all....

...Jimin himself....

...He was trying to figure out how he would explain to himself his sudden outburst of jealousy out of that misunderstanding, when Yoongi sighed and clicked the button again. Jimin turned wordlessly to him....

...“It’s not that bad.” Yoongi said, a smug expression still on his face, “People might have thought it was just part of the costume, honestly.”...

...“Right…” Jimin murmured, still kind of taken aback. The memories of their quick meeting at the dark corner of the party suddenly filling his mind....

...“...Jimin. Look at me.” Yoongi said with his voice serious, getting closer. “No one would be dumb enough to say a single thing about you. Remember? I’m literally one of the owners of this place.”...

...Jimin frowned, but then understood why Yoongi was so concerned. Was he thinking Jimin was really ashamed of having his face smeared like that?...

...“Uhm…” Jimin started, feeling uncomfortable with Yoongi’s earnest face. Yoongi looked at him for a moment and then his face broke in gentle laughter....

...“I’m sorry, I made a mess didn’t I?” he said fondly, and Jimin gulped, the butterflies going mad in his stomach at the sight of Yoongi laughing easily and eyeing him so gently....

...“Here, let me help you.” Yoongi said, still smiling as if Jimin was adorable - he wasn’t - as if Jimin was actually important to him - the thought sent a weird tingling down his body....

...Yoongi got right in front of Jimin and started running his thumbs on Jimin’s skin, cheeks and lips without a hint of hesitation. Like there was nothing too much about it....

...Jimin blushed with the proximity, his lust dulled by another feeling, one much more complex and dangerous. He should really step back, but his feet got him in place, and Jimin could only watch, helplessly, as Yoongi smiled down at him, fondness and amusement coloring his smile, his eyes almost squeezing shut with the sincerity of it....

...Yoongi’s fingers kept brushing rather forcefully against Jimin’s cheeks, and when Yoongi thought it satisfying enough, he said,...

...“There you go.” under his breath, and that act alone made Jimin’s heart swell, his cheeks blush even more with want, and other things he didn’t dare vocalize....

...Yoongi still has his hands on Jimin’s face while he laughs a little to himself and grabs Jimin’s chin gently, and quickly pecking him on the lips. Playfully, like friends would....

...It was too quick, and it left Jimin’s lips with the ghost feel of Yoongi’s smooth ones....

...Silently, still a little unsure, Jimin got a hold of Yoongi’s jacket to not let him go yet. It wasn’t like last time. Jimin wasn’t lost in his own lust and hormonal mess. He wasn’t making a move out of desperate want of Yoongi’s body....

...It was a different kind of move....

...Somehow, it felt like that was his first kiss. Jimin slowly got on his tiptoes, not so much, and didn’t push or pull Yoongi’s body to his content - he moved. He went for Yoongi. He kissed....

...He moved his lips slowly, tentatively, against Yoongi’s. It felt like a movie, and his heart was beating like crazy in his chest. He was shy about the things that kiss told Yoongi, but couldn’t help but let the other know anyways....

...Jimin was about to go down and part the kiss, when Yoongi’s hand went to his waist hurriedly, the other resting gently on his cheek, like he was too fragile. Jimin opened his eyes with the movement and saw that Yoongi’s got his eyes shut, his eyebrows drawn together as he kissed Jimin back, reverently. Jimin sighed breathily, feeling his heart flutter, and closed his eyes again. It was like they were the only ones in the world....

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