Chap 15
Super small smut ahead
Hoseok's apartment was large and open plan with wooden floors and huge windows along one wall that looked out across the ocean. There were boxes of Hoseok's things next to the kitchen counter and shoved behind the sofa and a large plush rug in front of the TV. Jimin walked over to the rug and flopped down onto it. The texture felt nice against his hands and face.
Jimin felt a four legged weight land on his back and a moment later something brushed against his ear.
"She can sense vulnerability," Hoseok said as he lifted the fluffy white cat off of Jimin's back.
Jimin rolled over and made a sound of want as he reached his hand in the cat's direction and waggled his fingers.
Anyone else would have reminded Jimin to use words, but Hoseok just grinned and set the cat down next to him. While Jimin made a new friend, Hoseok took Jimin's shoes off for him.
"Feet, feet, feet," Jimin murmured as he wiggled his toes on the rug.
"Cute feet," Hoseok said as he bent down to place a firm kiss on Jimin's lips.
Jimin squirmed his jacket off without sitting up and then tossed it aside as though it had personally wronged him.
Hoseok smiled and ran a hand through Jimin's hair. "The school uniform was cute, but I think I like you better without it."
"You can take my shirt off," Jimin said. "If you like."
"I would like," Hoseok said as he began to slowly untuck Jimin's shirt from his pants. "Would you like?"
Jimin chewed on his lip as he nodded his head. "I decided."
"Mm?" Hoseok started on the top button of Jimin's uniform shirt. "What did you decide?"
"Um..." Jimin rolled his head to the side. Actually saying the words was difficult. "You could shower with me."
There was a pause before Hoseok spoke again. "I could. Do you want me to?"
Jimin's lips tightened and his eyebrows drew together. This was far simpler inside his head. "I feel kind of... self conscious. When I think about being naked in front of you. But I think I just need to do it."
Hoseok stalled halfway down Jimin's buttons. "If you're not comfortable..."
"It's just new. Things that are new are always uncomfortable. They don't stop being uncomfortable by not doing them. And then sometimes you miss out on nice things because you're too busy being scared."
"I'm not sure this is quite how whoever taught you that intended for it to be applied, but I guess it works." Hoseok resumed unbuttoning Jimin's shirt. "But remember, if you start to feel too uncomfortable you can always tell me to stop and I'll leave you alone. That's always okay."
"You know I have no trouble saying no," Jimin said as he helped Hoseok with the last of his buttons. "Saying yes is a lot more difficult."
Hoseok pushed open Jimin's shirt and placed a kiss on the center of his chest. "Saying yes to you is my favourite thing."
"You're my—mnh—favourite thing," Jimin said as Hoseok trailed kisses from his chest to up and along his collarbone. Jimin shoved his shirt off entirely and then lay down again. The rug felt nice against his back.
"God fucking damn," Hoseok murmured, and then nipped lightly against Jimin's neck.
"I don't like my belt. You should take it off for me."
"Of course," Hoseok said as one of his hands crept down Jimin's stomach. "Comfort is very important."
Jimin tugged at the bottom of Hoseok's shirt. "Off."
Hoseok's T-shirt came off far more quickly than Jimin's button down shirt had, and as soon as Hoseok tossed it away he turned his attention back to Jimin's belt. Jimin liked the feeling of Hoseok's hands down around the band of his pants, liked the sound the belt made as it slid out of his belt loops.
"Pants?" Hoseok asked, and Jimin hummed his assent. He wasn't sure whose pants Hoseok had been asking about, but his own felt too tight and Hoseok's were hiding his beautiful body, so he didn't really care.
'Both' was apparently the answer, because after kicking off his own pants Hoseok started on Jimin's. There had been so many little worries on Jimin's mind when he'd been planning this, but they'd all but been forgotten now. It didn't matter what kind of underwear he was wearing or that his naked body wasn't as impressive as Hoseok's. Not when Hoseok was looking at him like he was now.
"Rules on touching?" Hoseok paused to asked.
"Yes," Jimin said, and then when Hoseok just raised his eyebrows expectantly he took Hoseok's hand and placed it on his crotch.
"Oh, I see. Yes." Hoseok used his thumb to rub a line down Jimin's erection through his underwear. "Yes?"
Jimin groaned and squirmed against the rug. All insecurity had vanished, replaced with pure need. "Shower. Now."
In the end, there was nothing ceremonial about how the two of them ended up naked together. They kicked their underwear off on the way to the bathroom and then paused only to wait the few seconds it took for the shower water to heat up.
There wasn't room for many thoughts in Jimin's head. Feelings had overwhelmed and scattered them. Skin against skin felt amazing. Hands felt... Jimin gasped and reflexively ground himself against Hoseok. He didn't need a thought. His body knew exactly what to do.
It didn't last long, at least not on Jimin's side of things. When he came, it was with his body pressed against Hoseok's and Hoseok's arms wrapped around him, holding him close.
Jimin sat down on the floor of the shower and watched as Hoseok finished himself off. Hoseok was the same exhibitionist as ever, but being able to watch it in person made the whole thing more intense. The noises Hoseok made had sounded different through Jimin's earphones, and the frame rate hadn't been fast enough to capture the smoothness of each stroke of his hand.
After he was done, Hoseok slid down the wall of the shower to sit next to Jimin.
"Here. Wash you," Jimin said as he began to rub a cloth he'd soaped up against Hoseok's knee. "I want this to be everything. For just the entire world to be this, forever."
Hoseok leant up to kiss Jimin on the top of his head. "One day you won't have school anymore. One day you won't have to be home by ten. Maybe, one day, you won't have to go home at all because you'll already be there."
"One day," Jimin agreed.
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