Your childhood friend shows you a whole new world, but no one expected what came afterwards.
- Idol!YoonMin x Female Reader.
- WARNINGS: Mentions of BTS hardships, unrealistic body images, possible eating disorders, depression, threesomes, bisexual...
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You walked over to the door and opened it immediately inviting Yoongi inside. As soon as the door closed, he'd pulled you into a tight, warm hug that brought the tears to your eyes, and you'd started to cry. No, you sobbed into his hoodie as he rocked you in the hallway. Yoongi has always been talented in getting you to cry, especially on his shoulder. He liked being the rock, the pillar people could lean on when they needed the support. That was Yoongi through and through. When everything was going wrong with Jimin a couple of years ago, you two somehow used the tragedy to drive yourselves closer. You'd cry in front of each other, hold each other, support each other and vent to each other. Every time you needed to rant and rave, or just weep, Yoongi was there and vice versa. He supported you emotionally and you took care of him, and that was just how your relationship worked, an ample amount of giving and taking. And right now you needed to take from him.
The problem was, after the kiss earlier that day, your emotions about Jimin and your feelings for Jimin, he didn't just provide you with emotional support. When your tears had begun to dry and your mind was in that state of dizziness, you kissed him again, gradually getting needier and needier until your hands were in his hair and your tongue was begging his mouth for entrance. Yoongi wanted to let you in, God he really wanted to. But... "we need to stop." He managed to breathe.
"I'm sorry." You apologised pulling off him.
"You're vulnerable, and I don't want to take advantage of you. But if you keep kissing me like that I know I'll try."
"What if I want you to?"
Yoongi groaned. You looked so helpless, so needy. He wanted nothing more than to take you to that bed and make you feel loved. Especially when you looked up at him with those innocent eyes, with that mouth implying dirty things. Yoongi's resolve was usually strong, but he was losing his grip. He leant down to kiss you. It was short and unsatisfying, but somehow intoxicating. You wanted him to kiss you again, so you chased his lips. "We can't."
"Please." You begged.
"Fuck it."
And there it went: the resolve he was so proud of keeping. His hands went to your neck and his tongue went down your throat. He didn't come to your room to give you comfort sex, but that's certainly what he intended to do now.
