"shit-"

the two boys were back in namjoon's room, curled up together. things were starting to get heated and neither one of them were complaining about it. they had already taken their shirts off and they spent some time kissing intently. namjoon was now hastily trying to remove the buttons on jimin's jeans, frustrated by how hard they were to get off.

jimin was laughing at his struggle, finding the whole situation to be pretty amusing.

namjoon just sighed, looking up at him.

"i just don't understand why they make jeans like this.., with these difficult buttons," he said, trying one last time, "like the holes are so small.., how could you ever get anything through?"

he sat back, then stopped for a minute.

joon's face went red as he realized what he said and how it sounded out loud.

he looked up at jimin and saw that he was sporting a big smile. jimin then immediately broke out into even more laughs after seeing the look on namjoon's face.

joon just accepted it, cursing himself for being so stupid.

"you're so cute." jimin said, laughing,

joon just shook his head.

"...i'm not supposed to be cute right now," namjoon replied, embarrassed, "i'm messing this up..."

"you are not!" jimin said, sitting up, his longing eyes trying to meet with joon's, "you're perfect. you always are."

namjoon shook his head.

"it's your birthday. i just... i wanted it to be special."

jimin shook his head and put his hands on joon's cheeks, cupping his face.

"joon," jimin started, "it's always special. i love you so much, okay? there's never any pressure when you're with me," he said, sitting up a bit more, "just relax.., love it when it's like this."

joon looked up with a little smile.

"you sure?"

"i'm sure," jimin said, pecking him, "now lay down."

"what?"

jimin smirked.

"lay. down," he said, again, "my birthday. my rules."

namjoon just shook his head and smiled, moving himself to lay his tall body down on the bed.

as soon as joon was situated, jimin moved quickly to pull off his sweats, getting them off in record time, then moving to take off his own bottoms. he got the buttons undone easily and namjoon looked baffled.

"how?" he questioned, clearly shocked.

jimin smiled.

"practice," he told him, before getting himself situated over namjoon.

namjoon started to respond with some witty reply, but jimin cut him off with his lips crashing down onto his.

and namjoon thought it was quite possibly the most pleasant 'shut up' that he had ever received.

they kissed for a while longer until jimin started migrating to his neck, kissing and sucking at the sensitive spot he found right below his ear.

he felt namjoon grasp onto his waist tighter and he smirked into the kiss.

he continued, not wanting to leave the area before there was at least a little mark to show for all his hard work.

he heard namjoon let out a soft groan and he knew he was doing something right. jimin continued his teasing and kissing until he finally heard namjoon groan again, firmer this time.

"that's enough," namjoon said, clearly winded and worked up.

his face was flushed, panting, while his hair was almost stuck to his head.

and jimin couldn't have been more proud of himself for working up his boyfriend so much over such simple ministrations.

"enough?" jimin questioned, leaning down to be right in front of his lips, stopping before he kissed him, "really? on my birthday?"

namjoon hesitated, with jimin's plump, soft lips hovering right in front of him..,

tempting him.

"i just..," namjoon naturally tried to pull jimin in closer from the grip on his hips, leaning in a little.

and jimin smirked.

"what do you want, joon?" jimin asked, smiling, "tell me."

joon groaned again, throwing his head back onto the pillow.

"just say the word and it's yours. whatever you want."

namjoon groaned again.

"baby, just do it-"

jimin blushed a little, loving the pet name.

although, he still pushed through, wanting to remain confident.

"what exactly is it that you'd like me to do?"

joon clenched his eyes, frustrated.

"get..," namjoon stopped for a moment.., maybe a little bit embarrassed, "on... on me."

jimin let his hands fall down to joon's lower torso, lightly moving his hands in a circular motion.

"on you?" jimin smirked, "i'm already on you though, joonie?"

namjoon hated the innocent act, but he loved it so much.

"no.., on me," he said, letting his hands fall lower to jimin's ass, frustrated that there was still a thin piece of cloth covering what he was craving.

jimin's eyes flickered at that. maybe— just maybe— namjoon pulling that type of thing was his weakness.

"what are you asking me to do, namjoon?" he asked again, sensually.

he leaned forward again, so his bottom half was pressed against namjoon's hard-on and his lips were hovering over his again. he experimentally grinded on him a few times, starting off with a slow, yet firm rhythm, hoping just maybe that namjoon would crack.

and crack namjoon did.

"ride me-" he said, desperate, "kiss me. ride me. please."

and jimin didn't need to be told twice.

he leaned in and kissed him deeply, enjoying the feeling of namjoon's hands squeezing him in.

namjoon groaned and kissed jimin harder, trying to tighten his hold on him, like if he didn't, jimin would run away.

after a few more minutes, jimin broke away in a daze, feeling dizzy from how well joon handled him.

he made eye contact with joon for a split moment, before going to pull down his underwear. he was a little hesitant with joon's longing eyes on him, but he continued anyway, knowing he was safe with him.

jimin pulled them down enough so that he was exposed and then adjusted his position to get them over his legs, moving quickly out of desperation.

as soon as jimin was adjusted, he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed at being so exposed, but he was too needy to care.

joon spoke up quickly, spilling what was on his mind.

"gorgeous," he mumbled out, looking at him with hunger in his eyes, "fucking gorgeous."

and whatever doubt jimin had melted away completely at that. he was smiling and blushing to himself from the compliment and the profanity, not being able to help it.

it just felt good.

so good.

jimin was quick to act on his instincts. he was worked up and he wanted namjoon— he wanted what was his. that's all his mind was thinking about in that moment.

so, logically, jimin wrapped his hand around joon's cock without a second thought. and the first touch sent chills down jimin's spine.

jimin was riled up just from touching him and he knew joon felt it as well from the way he groaned out immediately and pushed up into his hand. it was—quite literally— a sight to see.

once jimin processed the image before him, he started moving his hand at a steady pace, twisting his wrist at the head, being sure to take his time there.

jimin watched namjoon's face distort in pleasure and he was enjoying it way too much. all he wanted to do was push further.

so, of course, jimin leaned down next, with his face now directly in front of joon's member. he continued a few more strokes with his hands, just letting namjoon get used to his presence down there.

but before namjoon even realized what was happening, jimin had already attached his lips to him, taking him all the way almost immediately.

namjoon groaned loudly at that and gripped jimin's hair firmly.

"...you're crazy," he winced, desperately trying to hold back from fucking into jimin's mouth, feeling so needy.

jimin just smiled to himself as he continued his hard work. he kept a steady pace, loving the feeling of namjoon's hands tangled in his hair.

jimin kept going until joon was pleading with him to have mercy.

he pushed a bit further until he finally came off with a pop. he had an— almost proud— look on his face and smiled up at namjoon, loving the dazed-out look on his boyfriend's face.

"ready, love?" jimin asked, as if namjoon had been the one in need of prep, stroking him a few more times, "got you all hard and ready, huh?"

namjoon just laughed sarcastically and locked eyes with him.

"get on me," he said, clearly over jimin's games, "right now."

jimin smiled to himself at that and did as told, not wanting to know what the repercussions of denying him would be.

he lubed joon up as fast as he could with the bottle that joon had fished out of the nightstand drawer and immediately lined himself up on top of him.

it took a few minutes to adjust, jimin just taking the tip at first and slowly sinking down inch by inch.

due to namjoon's (unnecessarily large) size, there would always be an adjustment period for jimin. no matter how many times they got themselves into these situations, it was always the same outcome.

not that jimin really minded the adjustment, though.

once jimin got himself fully situated, it escalated quickly. what started as jimin slowly rocking on him, turned into namjoon frustratingly fucking up into him, much deeper than he previously was.

and jimin ate it up, trying to keep his sounds low due to them not being alone in the household.

although, namjoon didn't seem too worried about that aspect currently, judging by the fact that he flipped jimin over and got on top of him, fucking into him harder.

from that moment on, jimin was a fucking goner, moaning intensely as joon relentlessly had his way with him.

jimin was sent to heaven with the feeling and he realized that this was in fact— unadmittedly— his favorite gift he had received that day.

jimin latched onto joon's biceps, needing something to stabilize him, before finally speaking up.

"joon.., close," jimin moaned, not being able to take it anymore.

joon groaned in response, letting his head fall into the crook off jimin's neck as he thrusted harder.

"yeah?" he replied, "gonna come for me? let it all out?"

jimin moaned again, nodding weakly in reply.

"go ahead, pretty. come on. let it out for me."

namjoon was talking in his deep, husky, fucked-out voice and it drove jimin straight over the edge.

he came with a loud moan, his hands going straight to joon's hair, needing something to grasp onto from the intense pleasure.

namjoon's head was still buried in his neck and he kissed jimin there a few times, babying him through the orgasm.

namjoon could only hold back for a few more seconds, though, eventually caving and fucking into jimin a few last times, coming deep in him with a groan.

"shit-" he let out, the pleasure almost overbearing from the long wait, "feels so good, angel."

jimin shook from the feeling, a few last jolts of pleasure shooting through him as namjoon released inside of him.

-

"i just think we should celebrate my birthday more often." jimin said, casually, the two both still coming down from their highs.

joon just laughed.

"what do you mean by that?"

jimin smiled up at him, with his head resting on his bare chest.

"well.., i just mean... if my birthday brings out this side of you..., i just wouldn't mind it happening more often, that's all."

joon couldn't help but smile again.

"jimin, you know it doesn't have to be your birthday to bring out this side of me, right? it's not too hard to work me up when i have a boyfriend like you."

jimin smirked in reply, his cheeks going pink.

"true," he said, "very true."

namjoon rolled his eyes and jimin just laughed.

silence fell upon the two for a moment, and jimin contemplated asking joon what he had been wanting to ask for awhile.

without thinking any further, jimin spoke up again.

"...what are we gonna do if i don't get into school with you?" he questioned, "i mean... since i'm such an amazing boyfriend.., and i'm the only one that can make you feel so... worked up... what would you ever do without me?"

namjoon laughed.

"well... i'd probably just suffer in abstinence," he joked in reply.

jimin laughed and then there was silence again.

he sat up and looked at him.

"really, though," he said, a bit more seriously, "what do you wanna do? what will happen if i don't get into snu?"

jimin had been thinking about it a lot and he wanted to hear from namjoon that they wouldn't separate. truthfully, jimin had crippling anxiety about the whole situation and he just wanted to make sure that they were on the same page. he wanted to hear that namjoon wanted him to come with, whether he got into snu or not. although that's what jimin assumed would happen, he just wanted to hear it from him to be sure.

namjoon just looked at him for a second, his eyebrows crinkling.

"... jimin, why are you bringing this up now?" he asked, confused, "we don't need to think about that. not now. you'll get in, okay? it'll be fine. we'll work it out."

jimin nodded in reply.

it wasn't exactly what he wanted to hear, but it was something. he assumed namjoon just wasn't ready for the conversation yet. not until he heard back from snu, at least.

jimin also assumed that it was probably an odd time to bring it up, so he let it go.

"yeah.., sorry," jimin said, shaking his head, "i just... i've just been thinking about things, you know? options... if i don't get in."

namjoon nodded.

"i know," he said, clearly uncomfortable talking about it.

"you're right, though. we haven't even heard from snu, yet," jimin said, "there's nothing to worry about."

but there was something to worry about, though.

there was plenty to worry about.

"right," joon said, nodding.

they stared at each other and namjoon didn't like the look on jimin's face 

"...come back here," joon said, opening his arms up for the boy.

jimin smiled at that and laid back down, namjoon's arms naturally wrapping around him and pulling him closer.

joon kissed his cheek once, then his forehead, and left a last one to his lips.

"don't worry, okay?" namjoon said, smiling at him, "you're my forever. i've known it since i met you."

jimin lit up at that, not being able to stop the smile that came to his face. the sweet words made him so happy. they really did.

"i love you," jimin said, nodding, "forever."

and jimin hoped namjoon would know how much he meant the words when he said them.

because he did.

he truly did.

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morgan having consistent updates???

is this a simulation???