Today was dance practice for the seven members. It wasn't going well for Yoongi nor Jimin, and the air conditioner was temporarily broken. Luckily it was no longer summer, but the members were still left sweating down their bodies.

About three days on estrogen hormones, and Jimin was uncontrollably horny today. When he woke up, the first thing he thought of was Taehyung fucking him, and in the dance room with his members sweating so much, Jimin didn't know how much more he could handle.

When seven o'clock finally arrived, their progress was significant than the past few tries. Namjoon had finally gotten the right hand movements, always getting them switched up. Spring Day didn't need a dance practice, but the members wanted one, and one they got.

While they were catching their breath and Yoongi was changing, Jin made his way over to Jimin and sat down on the floor next to him, both resting against the walled mirror. "Are you doing okay? You seem kind of out of it." Jin handed him a water bottle, that was fresh from the refrigerator in the room next door. Jimin declined. "I think it's the pills, the hormones." He told him, rubbing his hands over his face as if he were frustrated. "Oh?" Jin asked, wanting more of an explanation. Was his mood going to be a crazy roller coaster?

"It's..." Jimin sighed. "Ever since I woke up this morning, I've been, almost too horny, and I hadn't done anything about it and I think I'm getting nauseous." He tried explaining, taking his hands down and staring at the glossed floor below him. "Oh, I'm sorry...do you think if you got off it would help?" Jin asked. It was clear he wasn't suggesting much, but rather genuinely concerned, and thinking of solutions for his boyfriend. "I don't know, I'm also- I'm a little...aish I don't know how to put it into words!" Jimin groaned in frustration and hid his face in his hands. Namjoon and Hoseok looked over, wondering what could have Jimin so upset.

"Hey, it's okay." Jin reached up tiredly and placed a hand on Jimin's upper back. "It'll get better, I hope sooner rather than later. You don't have to say now." He smiled a little, and Jimin could feel it in his tone. "But, I just- I'm good at knowing what's wrong, I don't know why I can't figure it out now, and it's not really the time either, with so much happening-" Jimin's hands fell and his voice gave out, a small sob choking up. "I-I just feel, so in-the-way, an-and inconvenienced," Jimin started crying before he could get anything else out, more embarrassment washing over him with the stares he could feel from his members. "Hey, baby, breathe..." Jin softened his voice and rubbed Jimin's back, taking deep breaths himself in hopes Jimin would copy soon. He was a little confused, Jimin's mood had totally turned upside down and it wasn't very common for him. He knew it had to be what he was taking, at least a part of it. Maybe there was more that he wasn't saying, but all Jin could say was that he knew Jimin wasn't feeling good like the doctors had said he would.

He almost appeared sick when he woke up, skin paler, hands and voice shaky, and even sometimes he wouldn't eat these past days. It would be gone by two hours, but with this sudden break down, it started to place itself as a factor in the statement that Jimin wasn't well.

"Jimin hyung, what's wrong?" Jungkook walked over and crouched down to be level with Jimin. Jimin sniffled and hiccups broke through, making him almost unable to look up. "Come here." Jin turned more to the younger one and brought him in to his chest, and Jimin leaned in to it, taking deep breaths to calm down. He heard Jin's calm heart beat and he wanted to fall asleep right then and there with him.

Jungkook sat down next to Jimin and leaned on his shoulder, adding comfort to him. Jimin soon calmed down by the time Yoongi returned, and was wiping away his tears. "I'm sorry, that this isn't working as well as we thought Jiminie, maybe we give it more time, yeah?" Jin suggested, still holding on to Jimin. "Yeah...I'm sorry for, all that-" "No, don't be sorry hyung." Jungkook cut in. "It's okay to be upset, you know this." He chuckled lightly, and got Jimin to smile a little. "Yeah, I just don't know why I got so frustrated, I didn't mean to be the center of attention..." Jimin sniffled and wiped his hands on his shorts, taking another deep breath. "Namjoon and Hoseok hyung are still talking, you're not." Jungkook and Jin giggled. "Okay...I think I'm fine now." Jimin sat up and Jin let him go, then he stood up. "Let's go back to the dorm now." Jungkook was in full agreement with that plan, and so was Jimin.

After cleaning up and changing, all seven got in to a van, a staff member waiting in the driver's seat. "Aw, I was gonna have Yoongi-ya drive." Jin laughed as he closed the door. "I don't want to, hyung." Yoongi chimed in, crossing his arms as he leaned against the window. He was in the very back, next to Jimin and Namjoon. Hoseok and Jin were in the middle, and Taehyung was in the passenger.

"How come?" Jin asked, turning around once he got his seat belt. "Because...I just don't want to." Yoongi told him, keeping his eyes outside. The car started making its way to the dorm, most of the ride quiet.

Once they all got into the dorm, Hoseok went straight to the kitchen to make everyone dinner.

Jimin overheard Taehyung and Jungkook planning to shower together, while he sat in the kitchen with Hoseok to accompany him. "Hey Hoseok hyung, how was Jin hyung?" Jimin asked, laying his head down on the kitchen counter. "What do you mean?" Hoseok asked. "When you two fucked, I'm thinking I'm going to ask Jin hyung for a...favor." Jimin giggled. Hoseok shook his head. "I mean, it might be different for you, everyone's different. And it doesn't really matter if he's good or bad at it, I still love him, and I know he loves me so either way it was good." He explained, as he grabbed some things from the cabinet over the counter by the stove. Jimin nodded, understanding it. "That's true, good point." He heard footsteps approaching, and saw it was Yoongi. "I'm bored, what are you guys talking about?" He asked as he sat down next to Jimin.

"Well-" "Sex." Jimin giggled, interrupting Hoseok. "Oh," Yoongi rolled his eyes and put his head down as well. "That's a boring conversation." He said. "What would be an interesting one for you?" Jimin asked curiously, a sweet smile on his face as if he weren't dreaming of Yoongi fucking him over the counter. "Hmm, something about music, or ARMY." Yoongi thought more, staring at the counter. "What kind of music? Your music? Do you want to leak anything?" Jimin asked, schooching over closer. "Hm, not really." Yoongi joked. "I'm just glad that you decided to come out from your hibernation chamber." Hoseok laughed, and Jimin did too. "Our bedroom?" Yoongi asked, confused a bit. "Yeah." Jimin laughed out, leaning back up.

"Are your pills helping at all, Jimin?" Yoongi asked suddenly, his head still down on the counter. "Mm, kind of, I guess. I don't really feel well and I've been really horny all day- no matter how hard I try to get past it." Jimin huffed, leaning back over so his head rested in his hands. There were footsteps behind them and arms wrapped around Jimin. "Hm, I've never heard of Jimin suppressing his horniness." Taehyung spoke, leaning his head on Jimin's shoulder and pushing his face to his neck. "Well, it's not really fun when it just won't stop." Jimin whined, watching as Hoseok moved throughout the kitchen. "I thought that was the best part." Taehyung gave a quick kiss and put his head on Jimin's shoulder. "My head isn't synced with the rest of me, I don't know what I'm saying half of the time." Jimin giggled. "Me neither." Hoseok agreed, adding some spice into a pot on the stove. "I'm surprised you and Jungkook didn't fuck in the shower." Yoongi mumbled, turning his head back to the sink. "How do you know we didn't?" Taehyung asked. "You were in there less than ten minutes, that's physically impossible." Yoongi smirked, closing his eyes. "Not unless we were hard before we got in." Taehyung said back, a little smirk on his face too. "Still, I don't believe it." Yoongi settled the conversation, reopening his eyes. "Would anyone like to taste-test?" Hoseok asked, grabbing a spoon from inside of a nearby drawer.

"I will." Taehyung left Jimin and traveled around the small island, and Hoseok carefully fed him a spoonful. Taehyung thought for a minute. "I really like your cooking hyung, it's really good." He nodded, peeking in to the pan like he wanted more. "Aw, thank you. And you'll get more once it's all done." Hoseok told him, pointing the empty spoon at him. "Okay~" Taehyung went back over to Jimin and hugged him again.

Jimin wondered where Namjoon was, but he wasn't willing to get up at the moment. He took out his phone and leaned down over the counter where Taehyung couldn't see, and messaged their group chat.

Yoongi was the first to look at it, and he scoffed. "Jimin, we're right here." He sat up and turned to Jimin. "It was mainly to Namjoon hyung." Jimin giggled. "Then why not message him privately?" Yoongi asked. "Maybe he's not up for a sexual favor right now, maybe Jin hyung is." Jimin thought out loud, looking down at his phone when he saw someone typing. Hoseok asked What Kind with the two-eyes looking over emoji. Taehyung laughed at the fact he was multitasking between cooking and texting.

Jimin thought for a moment on what he wanted, then typed out a single word. "Hoseok hyung, you can't help until you're done cooking anyway." He said when Hoseok started typing again, then his profile picture disappeared. Hoseok grumbled something, playfully, and Jimin giggled.

"Just ask Yoongi hyung, doesn't he supposedly have that tongue technology?" Taehyung asked after looking at his phone. "I didn't sign up to be a part of this conversation." Yoongi spoke up quickly. "You did when you came out with Agust D, and let army hold that against you." Taehyung told him, typing on his phone. "Hush, Taehyungie. Yoongi hyung isn't ready for sexual things yet." Jimin raised a hand, then provided the group chat with more context. "Oh, sorry." Taehyung glanced over at Yoongi, then went back to his phone. Yoongi didn't know what to say, and if Hoseok wasn't cooking, he would probably look over.

Jimin gasped and giggled when Namjoon said he'd be willing to help out. "Okay, gotta go, he's waiting for me~" He put his phone back in his pocket but Taehyung didn't want to let him go. "Can I just come along and, only hold your hand, I don't wanna let go." Taehyung laughed. "No, Yoongi hyung will get bored." Jimin giggled and moved Taehyung's hands off of his chest. Taehyung pouted, then took Jimin's spot at the island.

Jimin traveled to Jin and Namjoon's room, not finding Jin. "Where's Jin hyung?" He asked, closing the door behind him. Namjoon was moving blankets and pillows away from the center of his bed. "In the shower, I believe." Namjoon told him, then he patted a spot next to him. Jimin nervously walked over, and sat down. "So," Namjoon kissed his cheek and laid a hand on his thigh. "How would you like it, Mr. Park?" He giggled, and Jimin inhaled sharply. "That's really hot, I wasn't expecting that." Jimin blushed as he looked over at Namjoon, his mouth going dry. "Okay, that's good to know; but you still need to answer my question." Namjoon started to stroke his inner thigh, going up and down slowly. "Don't tease too much, please, I've been like this all day and I really just, sort of want it to go away." Jimin explained, leaning against Namjoon's chest.

"Okay, darling." Namjoon smirked as he said it, and Jimin instantly whined. "Taehyung told you, didn't he?" He asked, half of a whine. "Yes, he did. And he mentioned a little sir kink you have, as well." Namjoon added on, gripping his thigh. Jimin bit on his lip and flopped down on his back, his legs naturally opening. "I don't know if it's a kink or not, it just slipped out once or twice..." Jimin reached down and undid his pants, and Namjoon helped in taking them off.

"I totally get that, it's okay." Namjoon assured him, and he knelt down on the floor between Jimin's legs. "No, I want you up here." Jimin pulled the rest of himself back onto the bed. "If you say so~" Namjoon got up and situated between Jimin's thighs, on the bed. "Wow, Jimin-ah, you poor thing..." Namjoon trailed off, tracing Jimin's hips along his panties. "Joonie, don't tease~" Jimin whined, turning his head and grabbing a pillow. "Sorry, baby." Namjoon slowly removed the final layer, exposing Jimin to him. Jimin watched carefully, and flinched slightly when Namjoon kissed just above his pussy. It was a warning, Namjoon wasn't stupid enough to just dive in- most of the time...

"Aah- Joonie suck, please please-" Jimin gripped the pillow he had tightly, and Namjoon's mouth followed his words, going down to his clit and sucking it lightly in to his mouth. "Aahh~" His lower back arched, so Namjoon had to lean in more to keep his mouth there. "Ohh, ahh," Jimin's voice went higher with each moan, until they turned to feminine whimpers. "F-fuck..." His eyes rolled back into his head, never feeling so much relief before, including what he's done with himself and Taehyung.

Namjoon didn't have to ask if he was doing good- Jimin probably wouldn't be able to answer anyway. This was the most vocal Namjoon's ever heard Jimin be, and deep down he was pleased he was doing a good job. "J-Joonie," Jimin gulped harshly and one hand shakily made it halfway down to Namjoon. Namjoon paused, slowly, and licked his lips, making a loud, sticky sound. "A-actually, c-could you add just one finger, please?" Jimin asked, panting as his now closed eyes faced towards the ceiling. "Of course." Namjoon agreed, and put his mouth back to Jimin's clit. "O-okay," Jimin felt the over stimulation settling in, and Namjoon noticed Jimin's legs barely closing in. He read him, easily, and moved his mouth down slowly to his hole. Stroking up and down with his tongue, feeling the heat of Jimin's body strong on his entire face, even semi-nuzzling his nose against Jimin's pussy because he smelled so good. Namjoon never wanted to stop, and he moved his mouth up just for a second to slowly push a finger into Jimin's tight entrance.

Jimin pushed his face into a pillow and moaned rather loudly, everyone in the house would have heard it if he hadn't had a pillow. Passing the room, it was obvious the two were having a good time. Only small syllables of Namjoon's name could be heard, most of the vowels being slurred.

"I-'m gonna cum, oh god," Jimin whimpered as his stomach twisted more, his cunt temporarily loosening a bit before clamping down on Namjoon's finger for life. Namjoon cursed against Jimin's pussy, slowly thrusting his finger. "Want me to go faster?" Namjoon asked, feeling slick drip from his tongue. "N-no, just stay- like that," Jimin gasped and his thighs trembled, losing feeling in his legs for a short moment. Namjoon nodded internally and kept a smoothe pace, and keeping his rhythm.

Jimin practically cried into a pillow as he came, his legs closing around Namjoon's head and hand so he could hardly move. Suddenly, Namjoon felt like his life had been complete, being suffocated between Jimin's thighs really sent him to an euphoric place, something he's never really felt before.

Jimin tried to pull his legs apart, but his body was frozen, muscles throbbing in his legs and arms. He could hardly move himself, he hadn't ever had such an intense orgasm and even behind his eyelids he saw colors and sparks fly across.

Finally his legs collapsed next to Namjoon, a burst of slick coming out to Namjoon's face and wrist, coating his cheeks and chin. "Fuck," Namjoon cursed, his mind fogging at the situation. Jimin was panting above him, nothing but his pussy moving at all; that part was pulsating on its own, no connection to the rest of him.

Jimin was gone, almost asleep already, the only thing he could do was pant and try to catch his breath. Namjoon let him rest for a while, removing his fingers and lightly kissing Jimin's thighs. He didn't care about the mess, he found it rather attractive.

After a few moments, Namjoon got up and laid down next to Jimin. He was out like a light, Namjoon chuckled. "Poor thing," He kissed his head and held his hot cheek for a minute. Jimin looked so blissed out, deep in sleep. Namjoon decided to clean him up, best he could without touching his sensitive parts, and put a blanket over him since he didn't want to wake him dressing him.

Namjoon helped himself, washed his hands, then read a book beside Jimin while he rested. He knew he needed it, and didn't really want him to wake up alone, Jimin was just like that.

While Taehyung and Jungkook were playing video games together, Hoseok finished up dinner and served it. Namjoon didn't want to eat, he was too interested in his book and Jimin was still deep in slumber. Hoseok told him to not forget to eat before he went to bed, not wanting him to skip meals. Namjoon agreed he wouldn't forget.