11 Chapter 10: Shib ? (1/2)

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”Holy moly! You're even hotter in person!” Taehyung's voice boomed inside the bistro, drawing everyone's attention. It hasn't been a minute ever since they entered the place and Jimin already wanted to disappear, his face turning bright pink at his best friend's remark. Truth to be told, he was a bit nervous because it was the first time his favourite people in the entire world meet and he wanted everything to be alright between them because he couldn't have imagined his life without any of them. He was glad when he saw the smirk that appeared on Jungkook's face as he got up and extended his hand for the other student to shake it.

”Not bad yourself.” Taehyung was wearing that one beret he was most proud of so his signature boxy smile didn't fail to make its entrance. ”I'm happy to finally meet you, Tae. I know you mean a lot to Jimin.”

”Yeah, I'm the dude you keep stealing him from.” The acting student said light-heartedly and they all chuckled as they sat around the table. Jungkook arrived a few minutes prior so he was already enjoying a cup of black tea but the others had yet to order and the pink-haired boy decided lavender lemonade was what he wished for. ”Admit that you only want it because it's purple.”

Jimin giggled and nodded at his friend who shook his head as if he was more mature.

”Purple reminds me of you.” He admitted and Taehyung pursed his lips in order to hide a huge smile. ”We were always partners in the art class when we were in middle school and Taetae used an entire tube of purple in every painting.” The shorter boy explained to his boyfriend and smiled cutely at the nice memories.

”I've heard you're passionate about art.” Jungkook stated and the taller student nodded without hesitation. ”Do you draw?”

”I do but not as much as I want to. I think I'll take drawing more seriously once I'll finish my studies.” The elder hummed in approval and eyed the waitress that brought the other two their drinks. ”Can I see your arms?”

”Sure.” It was clear that Tae was fascinated by his inked skin so he grinned and let him study the pictures as much as he wanted to, enjoying the way his eyes sparkled with interest. A long finger began caressing a small black cat that was displayed near his elbow.

”They're beautiful – all of them! Did you design them?”

”Some but I think Yoongi is the author of most of them.” Jungkook explained and realised the newcomer probably had no idea who his hyung was so proceeded to tell him everything. He expected to find a friend in Jimin's bestie because his boyfriend always spoke with fondness about their special bond and he was sure that Taehyung had to be an extraordinary boy to earn so much love from the younger. The conversation went on without a struggle and the two of them were laughing about something when the tattoo artist realised his baby was staring at someone who was eating a piece of cake. ”Would you like to have something sweet, kitten?”

Jimin's cheeks heated at the pet name, not because he was not used to it but because they were not alone. A nod was all Jungkook needed to ask for a menu to carefully place in his boyfriend's hands. A hand naturally grabbed his and rested on his lap, cinnamon eyes reading every line to find something his tummy would agree with. He decided on the lava cake but there was one little problem so he squeezed the fingers intertwined with his, interrupting the heated conversation that was going on.

Jungkook immediately looked his way so he pointed towards the dessert he wanted.

”Do you want me to order for you?”He nodded shyly so the elder called for the waitress once again, politely asking for the sweet treat.

”Thank you.” Jimin whispered and smiled when the other raised his hand to soundly kiss the back of it. The pink-haired boy's face was hurting from smiling so much but the happiness turned into embarrassment when he noticed Tae who was resting his head on both hands, his eyes studying their every gesture.

”I approve.” The grey-haired boy decided and Jungkook chuckled at his silliness. ”But you better not change this lovey-dovey attitude, sir. My Jiminie deserves nothing less.”

”Tae!” The literature student whined and hid his face with both palms.

”What? I don't want to fight him! He obviously isn't strong enough to defend himself.” Jungkook burst into laughter.

”Don't worry, I won't risk my life.”

A wink followed so Tae giggled and shook his head, happy that he could joke as much as he wanted with the elder. It was obvious that they were very serious when it came to the relationship and he felt like his best friend hit the jackpot. Jimin was happier than ever lately, always writing messages whenever he was not by Jungkook's side. He even was shown some of those texts and understood why the pink-haired boy was always glowing.

They were not the gross type of couple so he decided they needed to see each other again soon, maybe even make it a weekly event. He had a lot of fun but he didn't fail to study the older man's every gesture, from his handholding to the way in which his fingertips would sometimes brush against Jimin's legs. It was precious so they parted with tight hugs and promises of a next time.

”I like Tae.” Jungkook said as soon as he started the car and the boy smiled happily at the confession, immediately leaning to kiss his cheek. ”He's a smart kid, I like talking to him.”

”He's a pain in the ass.” Jimin pouted, not really believing his words.

”Language, baby.” It was a playful warning but the younger hurried to apologise, checking on his safety belt.

They parted and met once again in the afternoon, in front of the nice restaurant Jungkook booked a table at. Jimin googled it beforehand and that was the only reason he was dressed properly but his jaw almost dropped when he spotted his boyfriend, the latter looking impeccable in a black suit. His hair was styled differently too so the student felt his cheeks heating when he found himself thinking that he was looking at his fine man.

”Jungkookie!” He felt a little out of place because even if he was wearing his favourite clothes (he always dressed well for their dates) he probably didn't look fancy enough to enter that place.

”Hi, beautiful. You look stunning.” The tattoo artist said and cupped his chin so their lips could meet tenderly. He felt far from stunning but he muttered a ”thank you”, not wanting to upset the other.

”I can't believe you –” Jimin stopped. He didn't want to assume Jungkook spent so much working on his look for him; maybe he was simply in the mood to dress like that. The shorter boy's fanciest dates happened during his current relationship so he couldn't say he had that much experience in that field.

”I wanted to look good for you.” Grins mirrored each other before they joined hands and headed inside where they were immediately guided towards the reserved table. Their assigned waitress was a short blonde girl who wasn't that subtle while eating Jungkook with her eyes, indifferent to their closeness. He couldn't blame her, really, because his boyfriend looked absolutely delicious dressed formally, his forehead revealed by the messy hairstyle.

”I'm in the mood for lamb skewers.” Jungkook said, his voice dangerously low. He realised Jimin was staring a few moments later and caused for the boy to get flustered. ”What?”

”Nothing, you –” He cleared his throat. ”You look really good.”

”Sexy?”

”Definitely.” Jimin giggled and flipped another page of the menu, trying to ignore the way his insides were already clenching with desire. ”I think I want steak.” He pouted and Jungkook smiled at the cuteness that was put on display. ”Can we have dessert too?”

”We can have everything you want.”

They were already regretting sitting in front and not next to each other because the physical contact was missing but because of that they focused more on their words. The tattoo artist kept cracking jokes and laughing freely himself and whenever that clear sound filled the room, Jimin couldn't help but think of how much affection he felt for the man in front of him. He felt cherished and he hoped he did a great job at reciprocating.

”I've received an invitation for a party next weekend.” It was clear what kind of party they were discussing about so the pink-haired boy waited for further details. ”It will be held in one of my favourite clubs but I wanted to discuss things with you before deciding on the reply.”

”Do you want us to go?” Jimin shifted on his seat.

”Honestly, yes. But that doesn't mean we have to. I won't do anything you're not ready for so can you please be sincere and tell me how you feel about it?”

BDSM parties were something the student was already accustomed to but they definitely weren't on his wish list. He never had the chance to be turned on while attending one because the predominant feelings overwhelming him were shame and fear. Submissives were very vulnerable while attending and his previous dom has never managed to make him feel safe when surrounded by so many people involved in the kink community.

”Will I have to act submissively?” Jungkook looked confused. ”I don't want to be naked around strangers and I don't want everyone to touch me.” He didn't want to kneel on the hard floor, he didn't want not to be able to look his boyfriend in the eye.

”You're mine, Min. No one else is allowed to touch you.” It hasn't been the same in the last D/s relationship he had and the idea of hands roaming all over his body while he was restrained made him feel sick. ”We can discuss things beforehand so I'll make sure you feel safe.”

”I want to stay by your side the entire night.” Jimin whispered, sounding like a child.

”I won't leave you alone, baby. We'll even go to the bathroom together.” Jungkook tried to joke and smiled when he saw the other grinning. ”And here I was thinking you have an exhibitionist side.” The idea of them doing dirty things in a place where they could be caught was a turn-on but parties were too much and he was afraid he could have a panic attack.

”I can't handle being watched or submitting to so many doms.” The student whispered.

”So you're not denying that you're a little exhibitionist, hmm?” The waitress came out of nowhere so Jimin blushed furiously, Jungkook's eyes still searching his face. ”Thank you!” The blonde smiled widely at the words, happy with the attention she received.

”Bon appetite!”

”Thanks.” Jimin whispered and watched the girl go, his mind still filled with naughty ideas.

”So?” Jungkook interrupted his train of thoughts. ”What would you like me to do to you right now?” Jimin gulped.

”Here?”

”Right here.” Teeth sunk into a plump bottom lip and Jungkook's smirk became bolder, its owner becoming aware of how powerful his words were. He grabbed his fork and knife and began to cut the meat on his plate carefully and continued as he did so: ”If our table was placed in a more private area, I would have accidently dropped my fork under the table.” The innuendo was obvious so Jimin found himself crossing his legs in order to stop his member from twitching.

”Please, don't.” It was not a real plea so the man chuckled before sipping on his wine.

”I'm not doing anything.” Then why was Jimin feeling his lower parts awaking? Maybe it was because the thought of his boyfriend really doing all of that was turning him on beyond measure. ”Is Baby getting excited?”

He wasn't allowed to lie so the student nodded once.

”Such a bad boy.” Jungkook cooed and took the first bite out of his meal. He moaned in pleasure and the pink-haired boy felt his erection wakening, his eyes studying the other's features. ”You'll have to wait until we go home, peach. I won't fuck my baby boy in some public toilet.”

The words were reassuring because they confirmed that he wasn't just a quick fuck but the idea of his body being pushed against cold tiles and the tattoo artist mercilessly pounding him was causing for delicious warmth to spread all through his abdomen. His face must have given him away because Jungkook looked dazzled by his expression.

”Oh my – you'd like that, huh?I would have never imagined you'd be so lewd. I bet you're hard already.”

”I am.” Jimin whispered, continuing to torture his lips. He was hoping he was going to relieve some of that pain soon but his dreams shattered when his boyfriend spoke.

”Eat up, kitten. The food's getting cold.”

”But Daddy –” He knew the name had a lot of power over Jungkook and he knew the elder was as wanton as he was but it was also obvious that he had a lot more self-control than he did.

”Behave and Daddy will make sure you get your special treat later”

It was fascinating how easily Jungkook was able to change his moods. It was as if he was a human-sized medicine that made Jimin forget about all the sadness seeded inside his soul. The date finished too soon (they all felt like that) and by the time their bill arrived the student realised they were sitting next to each other, differently from how they started. Things calmed down for a while but the tattoo artist's touches didn't miss from the picture, his hands resting on the younger's thigh a few too many times.

They made out in the backseat of their taxi and even if they could both feel the driver judging them they decided not to care, their minds fogged because of the alcohol they consumed. They were far from drunk but dizzy enough to take risks so Jungkook hurried to pay the old man before picking the student up and carrying him all the way to the elevator. Heels were pressing against his backside as tongues were dancing together so he couldn't stop himself from pushing the boy against the mirror wall inside the elevator and grinding against him, their crotches brushing.

”Daddy, please.”

”Hush –” He began mouthing at white skin until the annoying ping that announced they arrived on their floor interrupted him and he moved so he could step out and unlock the front door. Jimin wrapped his arms around his middle as soon as they entered the hall but Jungkook had to put some space in between their bodies, his brain craving something specific. His thumb brushed against a distracting pair of lips and the pink-haired boy immediately opened his mouth to welcome it inside its heat, his tongue brushing the tip. ”I want to play.”

”Okay.” Jimin wanted to be touched, his pants straining his hardness.

”Go and wait for me in the bedroom.”

The student couldn't lose his clothes fast enough but as soon as that happened he knelt on the carpet, his eyes casted downwards where he could see his penis resting against his soft tummy. He straightened his back when he heard the door opening and stood in place until Jungkook walked to him and grasped a fistful of his hair, guiding his head gently towards his clothed thigh.

”Look at me.” He did, innocent wide eyes framing cinnamon orbs. He didn't wait for another order to move so he could reach the elder's crotch, his nose taking in the smell of his boyfriend's clothes. He mouthed at the covered member until the hips in front of him buckled and their stares didn't break contact as he did so. His teeth tugged on the zipper and little fingers removed the last layers so a long erection would spring free. ”No hands.” Jungkook instructed and hissed when he was engulfed in hotness, his sub sliding lower and lower, his eyes begging for praises. ”You're such a good boy, aren't you?” Jimin hummed around the meat and choked a little when the tip hit the back of his throat.

The tongue teasing him felt like velvet and if it wouldn't have been for the teasing that has been going on during the entire day maybe he would have allowed Jimin to make him cum like that but he had other plans. Fingers tangled into pink-dyed hair and the younger was pulled off the proud erection, his lips already red and swollen.

”Open.” That sinful mouth opened so he leaned to push his thumb inside of it, watching as saliva was already sliding down his chin. ”Present yourself.” The student's thighs parted as if they were pulled by strings and his back arched slightly, his eyes burning with desire. ”Good boy.” He headed towards his special drawer and after he grabbed everything he needed he realised Jimin was looking anxious. ”Hey, are you here with me?”