Jimin's phone buzzed again, indicating another call. The blonde slid his hands across his bed sheets and reached for the handheld device, checked the caller ID, and groaned. Without bothering to answer and see what the reason behind the call was, Jimin slid his thumb across the red icon, and rejected it.

Instead of dealing with him right now, he'd rather continue enjoying the ministrations of the man with his head between his legs. Jimin laced his fingers through the raven locks and threw his head back, feeling the tip of the other's tongue drag across the underside of his length, sending a shiver through him.

"Mmm... Y-Yoongi, it feels so good." He tightened his grip on the older's hair, pulling him even closer, forcing his length to go deeper down Yoongi's throat.

But Yoongi was good at this. He hollowed his cheeks more, allowing the younger to hit the back of his throat, letting it sit there for just a moment to build suspense, savoring the hot weight, before bobbing his head in a perfect, unsuspected rhythm.

He loved hearing Jimin moan every time he dragged his lips across his cock and the way the blonde struggled with the urge to buck his hips upwards. It made Yoongi want to tease the boy even further.

Placing both his palms on either of Jimin's knees, he pushed his legs wider apart, giving him even better access to what laid between them. He slowly started to slide his hands upwards, massaging the thick thighs under his fingertips. At the same time, he made sure to perfectly swirl his tongue around the boy's shaft.

Yoongi was filled with pride as Jimin's breath hitched and his full lips formed into a perfect little 'o' shape, exposing his adorable, slightly crooked, tooth.

The way the member in his mouth seemed to achingly throb and twitch, told him that the younger was going to cum soon. Yoongi knew he needed to take things a step further to get his partner to see stars. He reached his hands down to his-

Their activity was once again interrupted by the vibrations of Jimin's cell phone receiving another phone call.

"Oh my god!" Jimin huffed and removed his hold on the other's scalp, while Yoongi released his length with a perfect pop sound. Knowing exactly who the call was from, he didn't hesitate to dismiss it and turn the device off, so no further interruptions could be made.

"Uh... Jimin, do you need to take that call?" Yoongi asked with a raised eyebrow, his lips and chin coated in a generous amount of spit, making him look extraordinarily good. "It seems kind of important."

Jimin tossed his phone over to the opposite side of his bed, and gave his full attention to the man currently on his knees, placing his hands on Yoongi's shoulders and giving a reassuring squeeze. "No, he's not important right now."

"Oh. It's the boyfriend, right?" Yoongi mocked with a scoff. "What, it's the fifth time he's called in the past twenty minutes? It must be pretty serious." His tone reflected anything but sincerity and the smirk only added to it.

"What? You jealous, Yoongi-ssi?" Jimin teased, leaning backwards on his elbows and showing off his perfectly sculpted body, looking smug.

Yoongi couldn't help but gulp at the sight presented to him. All he wanted was to devour the young male in front of him. He slid his hand up further and dug his fingernails possessively into Jimin's hip bones, making him release a yelp. "I didn't appreciate finding out about him through your mother, but as long as you remember who can make you scream like that, I think I'll be fine, Sweetness." His smirk grew, making the older male that much more enticing.

"Shall we continue?" Yoongi growled, and Jimin rapidly nodded his head with eagerness.

Within minutes, Jimin was moaning the older's name with every bob of Yoongi's head on his pulsing cock. "So good, Yoongi... Don't stop!" he shrieked.

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Once the older sex companion got his turn, he quickly pulled up his pants and, unlike before when he usually left with nothing more than a kiss to the temple and nothing to be said, he took his place back in Jimin's bed, pulling the smaller back into his chest. Jimin's mom wasn't currently at home, so the older could stay for a while longer.

There was something so oddly intimate and endearing about it. Do sex buddies usually cuddle like this?

Towards the end of their activity, Jimin's mind seemed to be off somewhere else, as though he was contemplating something.

After Yoongi turned his back away from him, finally drifting off to sleep, Jimin turned over on his mattress to fetch his phone and turned it on. The device flooded with incoming calls and text message notifications, all from the same person.

Jimin's heart sank and he couldn't help but be bombarded with the overwhelming feeling of guilt.

While Taehyung was clearly distraught and hurting, Jimin was ignoring their current problems by using Yoongi's body to satiate his selfish sexual desires. It was more or less a distraction from everything around him; his failing relationship, his insecurities, his responsibilities... that's what he was telling himself that his and Yoongi's relationship- more like arrangement- was.

Taehyungie ❤️: Jimin, I'm so sorry. It's not what you think. Can we please talk about this?

Taehyungie ❤️: Jimin? Please answer me.

Taehyungie ❤️: I don't want us to fight. How can we fix this and move past this?

Taehyungie ❤️: I feel so awful. I'm sorry I've neglected you. I love you, Jimin. Please...

8 missed calls

Jimin clenched his eyes shut, his grip on his phone tightening. Him and Taehyung have been together for five years and he's never seen Taehyung act like this toward him. He never noticed that Taehyung even cared this much for him, especially not recently.

And he knows that they'll have to find a way to work something out eventually. A lot was riding on both Kim Taehyung and Park Jimin's shoulders, including a multibillion dollar deal made many years prior by their fathers. He'll have to learn to suck it up and pretend that he's seemlessly happy with where his life is. Even if he's not.

But could he really do that?

With one sharp breath, Jimin typed a quick message on his keyboard and hit send.

Jimin: I'm coming over.

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"Jimin, you came!" Taehyung said cheekily, but awkwardly grinned when he opened his door and poked his head around, only to see his boyfriend standing there. Jimin stared at the floor unsure of how to react.

Taehyung kindly stepped to the side and allowed for the older to enter. Jimin drew in a shaky breath before responding. "Yeah, I did. I told you I was coming over." He formed his lips into a slight smile when he realized his words came out a bit harsh.

"We should probably talk, huh?" Taehyung rubbed the back of his neck, his nervousness was radiating off of him in waves. Jimin only nodded in agreement, so Taehyung led them to the living area where Jimin calmly took a seat on his usual spot on his comfy, luxurious couch. The middle is where he always prefered to sit because then, no matter what, Taehyung would have to sit directly beside him. He liked it that way.

His boyfriend sitting in his usual spot gave Taehyung a tad bit of hope that maybe Jimin really did want to work things out between the two of them and that maybe he didn't completely butcher his chances.

"I'll be right back." Taehyung stepped out of the room and headed toward the kitchen. When he returned, he had a tall glass of fresh strawberry lemonade and handed it to his boyfriend. "I know it's your favorite so I made it before you came over. I know it's not much but..."

"No. Thank you. That was sweet of you." Jimin smiled before taking a sip while Taehyung hesitantly sat beside him. He could tell that the fruity drink was indeed freshly made. Taehyung was definitely putting in an extra effort.

The tension in the room was very thick, so finally he continued with, "But yes, we do need to talk about everything... about us."

"Jimin, please, let me explain. I know how I-"

"Let me start," the blonde interrupted, holding up a small, but firm hand. "I don't think we should keep doing this to each other."

Taehyung seemed a bit taken aback by the blonde's sentence. His eyes widened in shock. There was a small part of him that knew that this outcome could be a possibility, but the actual reality of it still baffled him. They've been together for so long. They were supposed to get married someday. They can't break up.

"Wh-what?" the brunette stuttered.

Jimin thought back to the day he was last here at his boyfriend's apartment. The rejection he was recieving time and time again from his significant other really started to take a toll on his personal self esteem. He couldn't help but be infuriated and humiliated when it happened just one more instance. He couldn't stand to hardly even look at the younger because he felt unwanted.

But then he also thought about how reversed the situation would be and how humiliated Taehyung would feel if he were to discover that the boyfriend he was so worried about permanently losing has cheated on him, and it wasn't only a one time offense.

One of the main reasons Jimin felt that this needed to be done, was because he knew he didn't deserve Taehyung's affections anyways.

"I just think... that maybe we've been holding onto something that's not been working for a long time. We have been together for five years, and... and rather than our relationship growing stronger over time, it seems like it's just plummeting, and it has been for a while." Jimin felt a weight being lifted off of his chest as he vocalized the confession that has needed to be said for much longer than he even realized.

It was as though after today, he'd finally feel the freedom he's been craving for a while. He felt empowered in a sense.

But of course, Taehyung wouldn't let him go so easily. Whether it was for his love for Jimin, or something else, he wasn't sure, but he was desperate to hold onto whatever the two of them had. There was too much at stake.

"Jimin, d-don't do this so rashly. Let's think about it. We can fix this. I know that I've been slacking. We can work on us and make things better-"

The older couldn't stand to listen to the younger's pleads. "What can you fix? If you're not attracted to me than there's nothing that either of us can do. It's as plain and simple as that." Jimin shrugged.

At that, Taehyung grew frustrated, tugging at his brown roots.

"Dammit Jimin! That's not true! You're gorgeous. I've always thought you were beautiful and that hasn't changed." He drew in a deep breath and released it slowly, tugging his bottom lip with his teeth.

Jimin's eyes widened for a moment, but he immediately shifted his expression into a neutral one. "Well, it's hard for me to believe that right now" he huffed.

"You haven't hardly let me speak, so how can I reassure you?" Taehyung mumbled. Jimin looked away, keeping his gaze on the fake fireplace that gave the room a comfortable, almost romantic, vibe. But the current mood was anything but romantic.

Jimin wouldn't dare to make eye contact right now, knowing he would be hypnotized under the other's dark eyes.

The two stayed silent, deciphering who would speak next, almost nervous for whatever the other might say. But it was Taehyung who finally shattered the quiet atmosphere, and it was more like he literally crushed it with a gigantic mallet when he blurted, "Move in with me."

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Jimin whipped his head around toward the younger and blinked a couple times, his eyes so big that they almost looked doubled in size. Did he really just ask me to move in with him? His mind was in a frenzy.

"Wh-what did you just say?"

"Move in with me." Taehyung's low tone never wavered as he made direct eye contact with his boyfriend.

"You can't be seri-"

"I am serious. I've been so busy with work that I've been neglectful toward you. If you were here all the time, I feel like we'd spend more time together. I can give you more attention like you deserve. We're planning to get married eventually anyways. So why not?"

The older stared down at his hands in his lap while he nervously picked his nails. This was very unexpected and sudden. "I-I don't know what to say... right now." The way he spoke sounded like he was pouting.

"You don't have to say anything right now. You can take some time to think about it. I won't pressure you to give me an answer right away, but I will be putting in an effort to make sure I'm calling you everyday from now on. And I'll try to show you how much I want this... how much I want us." He sounded desperate as he reached across the older's lap and intertwined his hand with Jimin's, forcing the blonde to stop his anxious habit, and to Taehyung's relief, he didn't pull away.

But Jimin's mind was a mess at the thought of moving into Taehyung's penthouse. The tables have turned on him... and for some reason a certain raven-haired male with a deep voice and an adorable gummy smile was sitting on the other side, mocking him.

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What do you all think Jimin will decide? Let me know your thoughts!

Sorry I have been slow with updating. I have been feeling really down lately with everything going on. I hope you'll forgive me!

-Sydney <3