Why Are You Everywhere? | Yoonmin FF

The next day, the university hallways were bustling with students, everyone busy with their schedules. But near the lockers, in a quieter corner, Yoongi had Jimin pinned against the cold metal surface, kissing him breathlessly.

Jimin clung to Yoongi’s shoulders, his fingers gripping onto the fabric of his boyfriend’s hoodie as their lips moved in perfect sync. Yoongi’s hands weren’t still either....one was resting on Jimin’s waist, the other gripping the back of his neck, keeping him close.

“Mmph...hyung, w-we’re in public,” Jimin mumbled in between kisses, though he made no real effort to pull away.

Yoongi smirked against his lips. “So?” He whispered, pressing another kiss, this time slow and teasing. “Let them see.”

Jimin’s face turned a shade darker, his knees growing weaker at the way Yoongi was completely ignoring their surroundings. It wasn’t fair how easily Yoongi could make him melt like this.

Just when Yoongi deepened the kiss, his tongue sliding against Jimin’s in a way that left him dizzy, a loud cough interrupted them.

“Ahem. If you guys are done eating each other’s faces, I need to get my books.”

Jimin froze, eyes widening as he turned to see Namjoon, arms crossed, looking completely unimpressed. Behind him, Jungkook and Taehyung were barely holding in their laughter.

“Hyung, I know you’re in love and all, but please, spare the poor lockers. They’re innocent,” Jungkook teased, grinning.

Yoongi just sighed, completely unfazed, while Jimin was desperately trying to hide his red face behind Yoongi’s shoulder.

“You’re all just jealous,” Yoongi muttered, grabbing Jimin’s hand and pulling him away, ignoring their teasing.

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As soon as Yoongi dragged Jimin into the nearest bathroom, he swiftly locked the door behind them. Jimin barely had time to catch his breath before Yoongi pushed him against the sink, hands gripping his waist possessively.

"Hyung...w-we're in the university bathroom," Jimin stammered, heart pounding. His wide eyes flickered between Yoongi’s darkened ones and the locked door.

"Exactly. No one will disturb us here," Yoongi murmured, his voice husky as he tilted Jimin’s chin up and claimed his lips once again.

Jimin whimpered into the kiss, his fingers gripping Yoongi’s hoodie tightly as their lips moved in sync. The cold marble of the sink pressed against his back, but all he could focus on was Yoongi...the way his hands roamed, the way his lips dominated his own, the heat pooling in his stomach.

Yoongi didn’t rush this time. He took his time savoring Jimin, his tongue exploring every inch of his mouth, leaving Jimin breathless and needy. Jimin’s knees nearly buckled, but Yoongi was there, strong arms wrapping around his waist, keeping him steady.

“Hyung…” Jimin whimpered when Yoongi finally pulled away, his lips swollen and his breath shaky.

Yoongi smirked, brushing his thumb over Jimin’s parted lips. “You look so pretty like this,” he whispered. “Completely lost in me.”

Jimin shuddered at those words, his face burning. “You’re so unfair,” he pouted, making Yoongi chuckle.

“And you’re so irresistible.”

Just as Yoongi leaned in for another deep kiss-

BANG!

Someone knocked loudly on the door. “I KNOW YOU’RE IN THERE! COME OUT BEFORE I REPORT YOU BOTH!”