Taemin's Messages

Taemin:
Hi

Taemin:
Can't meet today

Taemin:
Too tired😩

Naeun:
Oh

Naeun:
[Sends picture]

Naeun:
I was ready

Naeun:
But okay☺️

Taemin:
Second thought

Taemin:
Be there in 10 minutes 😍

Naeun:
Okay😏

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Roomie

Minho:
Did the toilet swallow you or something?

Minho:
Where are you?

Taemin:
Gotta leave Roomies

Taemin:
🍆🍒💦

Taemin:
Girl waiting for me😏

Minho:
We not done😑

Taemin:
I am🏃‍♂️💨

Taemin:
Need save extra energy

Taemin:
Byeeeee😚

Jimin:
Roomies

Jimin:
Cramp on back😞

Jimin:
Help

Minho:
Where are you?

Jimin:
Locker room

Jimin:
Low back

Jimin:
Stretch out😞

Taemin:

Taemin:
Low back?👁👁

Jeongguk:
Shoo go! 😡

Jeongguk:
I'll go

Taemin:
No no no you shoooo🤬🤬

Taemin:
I'm coming amor!

Jimin:
Have fun with girl, no?😒

Jimin:
Jeongguk come

Woosung:
The laugh I let out 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

Taehyung:

Minho:
You lowkey deserve😗

Taemin:

Taemin:
I'm hurt

Taemin:
Okay byeeee😘

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Jimin rolls his eyes as he puts his phone down on the bench, trying not to feel emotional but suddenly wincing to the painful stab striking the lower end of his back.

He doesn't know exactly how the fuck that happened, but while Jimin was swimming a sudden cramp spread the end of the spine to his butt. That shit hurt so bad that he just couldn't swim anymore. Thankfully they took a break after that lap, so Jimin took that chance to go to the locker room and attempt to stretch it out.

That didn't do any justice.

Even if he tried.

But thankfully he wasn't going to deal with it for long.

"Jimin?"

Jimin's ears perked up to the familiar voice, immediately relaxing and turning his head to see Jeongguk entering the locker room - The only thing concealing his body being black swimming trunks that stuck to his body like glue.

He's very toned....

No doubt the athletic drive toughening his muscle of intense work outs while growing up.

Immediately Jimin looks away, shifting his gaze down to the bench, "Here."

His heart began to beat a bit quicker, shuffling a little when Jeongguk now came up behind him, "Lower back, right?"

Jimin shyly nods and suddenly jolts when he felt a palm on his spine, easing him forward.

"Bend."

The blush on Jimin's cheeks blazed, choking a little in his breath but ends up doing as told and bends down to the bench with legs on either side of it, laying down casually.

Before Jeongguk placed his hands on his body, he paused, "Can touch?"

That's so adorable.

Asking permission, so sweet.

Jimin tried not to giggle to Jeongguk's respectful question, nodding, "Yes, it's okay."

Jeongguk hesitated for a moment but then just got into it and placed his hands on Jimin's small waist, pressing his thumbs to the base of his back.

Immediately Jimin hisses, sucking the air between his teeth to the brutal pain, "Gentle."

"Sorry."

Switching up his approach, Jeongguk presses softly against his skin this time, rubbing gently around the area and just gently tapping the place where it hurts the most. This relaxed Jimin's body, closing his eyes with while laying his head on his arms.

It was quiet while this happened, sometimes with Jimin either wincing or whimpering to the pain, but that pain slowly did subside.

Thankfully.

But not entirely.

"This going sound weird," Jimin suddenly says, perking Jeongguk's attention, "Massage butt too please. If no, that okay."

Jeongguk glances at him from his eyelashes, seeing Jimin being a little shy yet serious by the request, slowly moving his eyes down.

Down to his round butt perked from the black spandex shorts.

Indifferently Jeongguk slides his hands down, caressing his fingers alongside his skin to outline his hips, reaching his butt and presses his thumbs down against it.

This time Jimin shrieks, making Jeongguk immediately stop and carefully looks at him.

"Okay?"

"Yes," Jimin shutters, pressing his forehead against his arms, "S-Sore."

Well, can't lie there.

They have been doing cardio all day, and lots of bending from his end while playing volleyball since his position is as a libero - in other words, lots of ground level squatting and leg work.

It's only fair that something in his body is bound to hurt.

Jeongguk hums, pressing down gentler while looking anywhere else besides his butt.

Just out of respect.

Jimin from there remained quiet, humming a little from time to time in satisfaction, especially when Jeongguk pressed the lower end of his palms against his butt and eases it. There Jeongguk sure as hell found out that the man is very muscular, and not just his thighs and slim form of his body.

Despite being small, frail and tiny looking - he's a boy coated with muscle.

Especially his butt.

Betraying his eyes, Jeongguk subtly glances down.

With these spandex shorts, Jimin's butt looks lifted and defined - even toned so to say.

On the way to the field, Jimin briefly mentioned that he has been doing volleyball since he was a small kid, while also being a weightlifter in his previous high school and winning a lot of medals for the team. So, he definitely worked on every inch of his body, making it appear as though he lived and was raised in the gym, despite being so young.

And it definitely paid off.

Slowly licking his lips, Jeongguk slowly trails his hands lower in curiosity, reaching the lower curve of his butt and presses his palms against it.

Jimin's body tenses up to this, a low noise coming out of his lips this time.

Jeongguk's ears perked, feeling a shiver run down his spine to reach all the way to his groin. His gaze is focused now to how his hands just barely cover over Jimin's entire butt, unable to stop himself from this time squeezing tightly, registering in his head what that noise Jimin was releasing after this time it came out a bit louder.

And it made his cheeks flame red.

"Woah," Jimin suddenly squeaks, breathless, "O-Oh okay, that's enough."

Jeongguk immediately pauses, "What? Okay?"

Jimin hums quickly, nodding, "That uh.... Nothing. I feel better."

"Sure?"

"Mhm."

And so Jeongguk eases his hand away from him, forcing his eyes to look away from him before standing up right and exhales a deep breath to mellow down the heat that crawled up his neck and - well entire inch of his skin.

Yet Jimin didn't move, only stayed laying there.

Jeongguk furrows his eyebrows, "Need help-"

"No!" Jimin coughs, clearing his throat and shaking his head, "Need moment. Be out soon."

Did Jeongguk possibly make him feel uncomfortable?

He didn't mean to.... Shit, was it too awkward?

There's so many things Jeongguk wanted to ask in one go but he couldn't bring himself to ask since he just didn't know how to, at least vocally. So, with a frown, he just nods and exits out of the locker room.

Leaving Jimin with his evident boner - trying so hard to calm himself down.

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A/N:

Oop.....

We got that seasoning coming in to spice things up :)

Let's gooooo

I PURPLE YOU!! <33