A #Yoonmin au where ; Yoongi just likes wearing skirts and when that happens, Jimin is not one of your strongest soldiers… #yoonminau

“So what you are trying to tell me is that while you and Jungkook are practically walking around naked, you are more bothered about the fact Yoongi hyung is wearing a skirt?” Taehyung wipes the sweat from his face while they change for the next set of performances.

“Yes!” Jimin says adjusting his own jacket. Taehyung turns to fully look at his best friend and smirks when their eyes meet. “So what are you planning to do about the whole thing?”

“Nothing.” Jimin says matter of factly. Taehyung looks at the other for a few seconds before there is a glint in his eyes. “Let me rephrase it…” he crosses his arms over his chest and leans on the table behind him. “What do you WANT to do about it?”

Jimin stays silent for a few seconds as if he is contemplating on saying what he wants to say or not. Then he is looking at Taehyung who is already looking at him. His voice doesn’t waver for a bit when he says,

“I want to bend him down to every surface here for me when I make love to him… I want to hear the grumbling voices he makes and so loud that the people around here, all the staff and crew hear it. I want them to know who he belongs to!”

Taehyung gapes at him. “I want him so badly, Tae…” he covers his face in frustration. “I knew that skirt would do things to me when I saw that it’s a part of his costume but…” “But…?”

“But when I saw him wear it for the first time… all I wanted to do was to jump on him right at that instant! What irritated me the most was that he was oblivious to all the struggles I was going through and even came to me to show off his skirt!”

“Like, can you imagine what I was going through when he was feeling delighted at what he was wearing, having the biggest smile on his face. I was having not so decent thoughts in my head.” He frowns when Taehyung laughs loudly. “Yah… don’t laugh at my misery!”

“I am sorry but you are acting exactly like me when I saw those chains for the first time.” Jimin gives him a look and asks, “What did you do then?” Taehyung perks up at the question.

“I think you should ask Jungkook about it…” he once again smirks, “ask him how his Taehyungie hyung acted when he saw his body chains.” “I believe that we still have those body chains somewhere in our wardrobe.”

“Eww stop it! I don’t want to know about your kinks!” “As if you weren’t talking about yours a few minutes ago.” Taehyung snorts at his best friend.

“Now do something for it other than just having a boner while we are in the middle of a concert.” “I don’t know how to-” “Just be honest with him.”

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When Taehyung told him to be honest with Yoongi, Jimin didn’t expect himself to stop Yoongi on his tracks before their next performance and say- “Hyung, will you come to the room wearing this skirt, tonight?”

He didn’t see it when Yoongi blinked at him, too focussed on touching the fabric of the skirt. He finally looks up to look at the other’s face only to see that those eyes are already on him.

They look at each other for a few more seconds before the noona for makeup shows and they part ways to get their makeup done. And now Jimin is pacing around the hallway in panic.

He is avoiding going to his room at all costs. He doesn’t want to go there and have Yoongi ask him what he had said before. In his defence, he was desperate. Well he is still very much desperate.

He tried to practice his self control to the maximum but there is a certain limit to everything. And he lost control over his tongue. Now he doesn’t know how he will explain everything to his hyung without embarrassing himself in the process.

He knows that Yoongi will not laugh at him for having wild thoughts about his boyfriend but it’s just him. How is he supposed to tell everything to the other without digging a hole for himself to lie in after that?

His thoughts are stopped midway when a guard asks him why he isn't going to his room. He just smiles at the other and walks to where his room is. When he looked back, the guard was still looking in his direction.

He enters the room knowing that there is no way to escape for him. Or maybe there is a way out for him from the conversation, as he enters and finds it empty.

He can pretend to be asleep when Yoongi comes to the room and can always deny saying anything when the elder asks him the next day. But what he didn’t expect was the sight that was waiting for him in the room.

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Jimin blinks at the sight before him. There stands Yoongi, fresh out of a shower, drying his face with a towel. He is wearing nothing other than a black skirt. Not even a tshirt. The water droplets shine on his upper body.

Jimin looks at the other with both his eyes and mouth wide open in shock. He gulps when Yoongi finally acknowledges his presence and looks at him.

“Oh you are here… What took so much time?” Yoongi says as he moves around to put the towel in the laundry basket. “And why are you still standing there?” He asks when he finds that Jimin is still very much rooted to the place where he is standing, the other’s eyes are still-

-on him. “Are we waiting for someone?” he asks again. Jimin slowly shakes his head. “Then what are you doing there if we are not waiting for someone else to join us?” he says with a smirk.

Jimin didn’t like the mocking tone of the other, his eyes going dark in the process. “Or should I ask someone else to come here-” The reaction was immediate.

The sound of the door closing is louder than necessary when Jimin closes it harshly behind himself and takes urgent and big steps towards the other. Yoongi didn’t get to complete his sentence as he felt lips on his own.

Jimin kisses him harshly. His lips force Yoongi to take some steps back and his back clashes with the door of the bathroom. Yoongi tries to get hold of Jimin’s biceps as Jimin’s hands move around his waist and stop at where his skirt is.

“I thought we were waiting for someone…” Yoongi says in between the kiss and smiles into it when Jimin nearly groans.

“Nobody should get to see you like this, other than me!” Jimin says and loudly pecks Yoongi’s lips. “Nobody should dare to have these kinds of thoughts about you, other than me.” He says and bites Yoongi’s lower lip to prove his point.

Yoongi hisses, “you can’t stop people from thinking, Jimin... Everyone has the right to think what they want to and you can’t stop people from having wild thoughts about me.” Jimin detaches his lips from the elder’s neck to look at him. His eyes are full of lust.

“I cannot.” he says as he licks his own lips. Yoongi bites his own lips when he feels Jimin’s eyes on them. “But I can stop their actions…” Jimin once again pulls him to his own body, making their chest collide in the process.

Yoongi can feel the fabric of Jimin’s shirt on his skin. And Jimin’s hands around his thighs were the skirt ends. Jimin slowly drags his hand on Yoongi’s upper thighs.

“Just like they can all say they want to marry you but nobody is going to put a ring on that finger other than me…” He says and leaves open mouth kisses on Yoongi’s throat, licking the skin there.

Yoongi flinches a bit when he feels teeths on his skin, his own hands going Jimin's shoulder to rest on his nape. “What do you want to do then?” Yoongi asks, ending his teasing remarks as he gets restless.

Jimin’s eyes are once again on him, looking sincerely as he says, “You always make me feel good, Hyung… let me take care of this time…” And Yoongi decides to play with his boyfriend a little more.

“How exactly are you doing that? I thought you would never ask me about it so showing off the skirt in front of everyone is worthless.” Jimin looks at him, like a fish out of the water, unable to say anything in return.

“I even thought that maybe I should really ask someone else if they would like to see me in a skirt.” There is silence between them. And then Yoongi gasps when he feels his feet leaving the ground as Jimin picks him up by his waist and drops him into their bed.

The latter gets on top of him, his both hands on either side of Yoongi’s face when he gets close to the other’s face.

“You are a menace, Hyung…” he kisses Yoongi. “You did all this just to fuel me?! You knew very well that…” he grabs the skirt, “the struggles I was going through when I saw in this skirt and yet you decided to do this.”

“This is pretty much exactly what you do everyday when it’s the other way around.” And it’s true. It’s always Jimin who does things like these to get Yoongi worked up and have the best time at night.

But right now when he is on top of Yoongi, he doesn’t want to admit it. Right now, he just wants Yoongi. “Stop talking, hyung!” “Make me.” “Gladly.”

He says and kisses Yoongi deeply, absolutely loves it when Yoongi lets him take control. Their lips meet for the nth time in such a short time but still the kiss makes them crave for each other, again and again.

The only time that there is a small distance between them is when they force themselves from each other to breathe and then the next moment, they are again on each other as if their lives depend on it.

Yoongi helps Jimin with throwing off his clothes, without trying to break the kiss. He laughs when Jimin tears off the button of his jeans in frustration when it gets stuck. And then they are once again on each other, all over each other.

Yoongi finches when he feels Jimin leave kisses all over his chest, going down to kiss his v-line. He jumps a little on the bed when he feels Jimin’s lips on his upper thigh, biting down on his pale skin.

Jimin grips the skirt, “you don’t know the things you make me feel when you wear this and get on stage to perform.” He leaves marks on the skin, “I wanted to do this for so long…”

Yoongi gasps when Jimin tears the skirt off in one swift moment. He looks at the other to see Jimin looking at him in pure hunger, his eyes glistening with an unnamed emotion.

That only increases when Yoongi passes him the lube and Jimin pushes his one finger inside the other. “You already prepped yourself for me…?” He says in a whisper, voice full of wonder and want.

“Had this planned the moment you told me to come to the room wearing a skirt.” Yoongi smiles at him. “It's not everyday that you ask for it so I wanted to do the best for you.”

Yoongi says and groans when he feels Jimin pushing himself inside him and the latter getting to him to kiss him once again. “I fucking love you, hyung!” He says, leaving pepper kisses on Yoongi's lips. “Or you just love fucking me?”

Yoongi moans when he feels Jimin fully inside him. “Both.” Jimin waits for Yoongi to fully adjust to him and starts moving when the other nods at him. His movements fasten after just a few times and soon the room gets filled with the sounds of Yoongi’s moans,

Jimin’s groans and skin slapping. Yoongi moans the loudest when he feels Jimin reach his prostate and arches his back in pleasure. It doesn’t take them much time to come after that.

Yoongi was already on the verge of losing it when another slow drag from Jimin made him release instantly. Jimin follows him just after more minutes and groans when he feels the high of it. He collapses on Yoongi, his hands unable to hold him up any longer.

Yoongi chuckles as he combs Jimin’s hair from his forehead, sticking in sweat. The younger one has his face hidden in Yoongi’s chest.

“I should be the one to be tired then why are you the one attached to me? Or is it about stamina, Jiminah? Looks like I have more stamina than you.” “Don’t push it any further, hyung…” Yoongi once again chuckles and Jimin smiles tiredly.

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The next day, Jimin paces around the practice room, stressed. He along with all the other boys and other dancers are waiting for Yoongi to show up at practice.

Jimin mentally curses himself for forgetting the fact yesterday that they had a practice session early in the morning. He is already tense and the smirk on Taehyung’s face isn’t helping him as well.

Taehyung looks at him like- ‘𝑰 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒆𝒙𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒍𝒚 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒅𝒊𝒅 𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒕 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑰 𝒄𝒂𝒏’𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒊𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒆𝒕𝒂𝒊𝒍𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒊𝒕 𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒚𝒐𝒖.’ And right now it’s not the time for it.

He, along with all the others, turns to the doorway when they hear footsteps. Yoongi enters the practice room and comes to stand in his position after greeting everyone in the room. There is silence for a few minutes before they start the rehearsals.

Everyone acts normal meanwhile Jimin can’t help but to turn his attention to Yoongi every few seconds, especially for what he is wearing. Yoongi is having an all black look with a black t-shirt, shorts and a bucket cap on his head. His shorts don't even cover his thighs fully.

On one hand, Jimin is glad that the other is not wearing a skirt. But on the other hand, he wants to vanish from the planet earth when Jin and Namjoon pass him a knowing look. Namjoon tries not to smile openly while Jin joins Tae in the smirk game.

They take a break and Jungkook sits beside Yoongi. His eyes are scanning Yoongi in shock as he notices the red marks on Yoongi’s thighs, pretty much evident because of his choice of clothes. Yoongi just shrugs at him.

“You really decided to let everyone know what happened between you and Jimin last night, didn’t you?” Hobi says and snorts at his best friend’s antics. “Not something that happens everyday so I decided to show it off.”

“I did not just hear that…” Jungkook sings songs as Hobi laughs. “As if you and your boyfriend don’t do these things for everyone to hear every few hours.” Yoongi snaps back and Hobi laughs loudly.

They all laugh and then when Yoongi looks at Jimin to see the other pouting from the other side of the room. The pout soon turns to a smirk.

Jimin smirks at him, a way for him to know that the other will be a brat at night to get in return what Yoongi experienced last night. And Yoongi smirks back as he is always ready to make love to Jimin.

——fin.

That's it. So... That was my first ever attempt at writing smut... I hope you all liked it and don't forget to be safe while doing it you know... Also if you could support me by buying me a Ko-fi. ko-fi.com/ajanpamanbts