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*Not edited. Its a mess I'm sorry. But like smut warning*

"Everything looks good," the woman mumbled. "The hematoma is resolving itself nicely. It's barely even there anymore," she said pointing at the spot on the ultrasound. In the three weeks Jimin has been in bed rest this was his second appointment. The first time appointment the hematoma was half the size it was when it was discovered now it is 1/3 of that size.

"So we don't have to worry about miscarrying?" Yoongi asked hopefully.

His mom smile. "No, I believe that is no longer a high risk. Baby seems to be developing properly, the heartbeat is strong."

"Oh thank god," Jimin whispered looking up at the ceiling. He looked back down staring at the screen where it showed their little baby moving around adding more joy to his heart. He couldn't feel the movement yet but according to Mrs.Min that was normal and he should be able to in a few weeks.

"I'm going to take you off bed rest but I still want you to take it easy. So no extreme exercising and no sports right now." She said as she switched off the machine and handing the pregnant blonde some tissues. "Any questions?"

"When can we find out the gender?" Yoong asked.

"Well, he's 14 weeks so most likely your next appointment," she answered. Mrs.Min turned to look at Jimin. His cheeks dusted with pink and his bottom lip trapped between his teeth. "You can ask anything. I won't judge."

He stayed silent for a moment contemplating if he really wanted to voice his question. "I know you said no exercise but," he cleared his throat glancing over at Yoongi. His cheeks turning brighter than they were meer seconds ago. He glanced back down at his hands picking at his cuticles. "What about sex? Is that-um, is that still off the table? And if I can't can I at least do it myself?"

Yoongi's eyes widened. His own cheeks set ablaze as he avoided all eye contact with his mother.

Mrs.Min didn't look fazed by the question. "No penetration. Oral sex is fine. If you did want to have penetrative sex you wouldn't be the one being penetrated I would recommend for you to be laying on your back while your partner does most of the work." she looked over at her son raising a brow at how awkward he looked. It wasn't like she wasn't aware he was having sex. "It's normal for your sex drive to be high right now. Many people experience it at this stage of pregnancy. If you start bleeding again just give me a call but you should be fine."

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"Did you really have to ask that?" Yoongi questioned completely mortified. His face still scarlet as he stared straight ahead onto the road.

Jimin stares down at his lap. "I had to know. Did it embarrass you that much?"

"Of course it did! My mom had to tell us I have to ride you." Yoongi tightened his grip on the steering wheel.

The blonde purses his lips. "Well, I had to. You heard her it's normal my sex drive is high and she didn't say you specifically. She said my partner so whoever I decide I want to have sex with."

"Whoever you decide- you want to have sex with someone else?" His brows were furrowed and lips turned down.

"No! I didn't say that I just-" he groaned running his fingers through his hair. "For the past week, the only thing on my mind is an orgasm. No, I don't plan to have sex with someone but I had to know if I could at least get myself off. So unless you're going to help me out this conversation is over." He crossed his arms over his chest a scolding look on his face as he slouched in his seat. It kind of reminds Yoongi of an angry child.

The brunette sighs making a turn. "You were supposed to go straight," Jimin pointed out in a grumbling tone.

"We're not going to the hotel," the driver responded. "We're going to my house."

The blonde furrowed his eyebrows. "Why?"

"Do you not want my help?" He mumbled in reply.

Jimin sat up straight turning his body quickly towards the boy, his knee hitting the center console. "Wait, really? Why would you...?" He figured the two wouldn't ever be sleeping together again.

Yoongi shrugged. "It's not like we haven't before. Plus I haven't had sex since before I found out about the baby..." he trailed off near his home. Of course, he hasn't had sex. Who would want to have sex with the outed gay? It was social suicide if someone found out. "It's okay if you don't want to. I'll turn around and take you to your hotel."

"No, no-I mean yes. I want to. I really want to," he didn't care how desperate he sounded because truthfully he was. "But what about Namjoon? Isn't he home?" Neither boy made an effort to tell Namjoon. They talked about it and constantly made plans to do it but canceled said plans each time.

After a long discussion, and a phone call between Jimin's and Yoongi's mother's, it was decided that the two would stay in Yoongi's home indefinitely. The only reason they haven't moved in yet was that Mrs.Park had paid for over a week in advance so they decided to live in the hotel for that amount of time. It stressed Jimin knowing that very soon he'd be living within that house yet he hasn't gotten the courage to tell Namjoon.

"He shouldn't be. I dropped him off at Jin's house before picking you up so unless Jin gave him a ride he's still over there." Yoongi reassures.

Nevertheless, when they walked into the home the brunette called out for his brother only to not get a response. Even if he was home Yoongi wasn't sure the boy would answer regardless. He still wasn't happy with him for 'taking advantage' of Jimin. "See no one is home." The brunette smirked grabbing the hand of the blonde and dragging him up the stairs.

He didn't bother closing the bedroom door, nor did he get the chance as he was pushed against the bed. The blonde was straddling his hips in a matter of seconds. His lips attached to Yoongi's. The brunette's breathing became heavy as he ran his fingers through the bleached hair tugging at the roots receiving soft whimpers of approval.

"Fuck," Jimin screeched in surprise when Yoongi flipped them over suddenly. The boy giggled a little embarrassed by the sound. "Sorry."

"It's all good," Yoongi chuckled. The blonde placed one hand on the back of the other's neck and the other on the male's ass massaging and giving him a slight squeeze. He bit his lip staring at the boy with lust-filled eyes.

The brunette smiled rubbing their noses together. Jimin's lips parted, Yoongi could smell his minty breath, he stuck his tongue out slightly licking the boy's bottom lip before pulling him down connecting their lips into a sloppy kiss. They stayed like that for a moment. Just kissing.

Yoongi trailed his hand down until he was cupping the boy's bulge. He smirked. "You're so hard already."

The blonde hissed at the feeling in Yoongi's big hands palming him. "I-I want you. I want you so bad," he whispered. The teenager nodded his head his hand trying to tug at the boy's hoodie to remove it only for his hands to be slapped away. "No, I wanna keep it on." His cheeks were scarlet red. He was ashamed of his body. It has changed and he didn't like it. Not one bit.

Yoongi stared at him with furrowed brows. "Are you sure you want to do this?"

"Yes, I just want to keep my shirt on."

"Are you sure? If you aren't comfortable we can stop."

He took the boy's hand putting it on top of his hard boner again. It was starting to become painful. "I'm sure."

Yoongi swallowed audibly. "Take off your pants."

The boys pulled away removing their bottoms. Yoongi removed his shirt since he was already feeling hot. He grabbed the blonde's legs pulling him to the edge of the bed and dropping to his knees. He pumped him a couple of times before wrapping his lips around the tip.

A soft moan left the boy. He felt so sensitive. He squirmed a bit as the boy bobbed his head up and down ever so often giving special attention to the tip. The blonde pulled on his hair causing him to moan. The vibration sent Jimin into a fit of cuss words. Yoongi kept eye contact with him loving the look of please on his face. He loved knowing he was the cause of it.

"What are you doing?" Jimin questioned in a whining tone when the boy suddenly stopped and began to scavenge through his nightstand.

He pulled out the lube holding it up like it was some kind of prize. "Do you wanna prep me or..." he trailed off crawling back into the bed. He got close to the boy so that his lips were centimeters away from his ear. "Do you want to watch me?"

Jimin sucked in a sharp breath. "Watch," he whispered feeling like he could barely speak. He massages Yoongi's inner thigh as he watched the boy stretch himself out. The noises he was making, almost made him cum then and there.

"Kiss me," Yoongi said in a mewed voice. Who was Jimin to say no to that? He sat up cupping the boy's face in his hands. The kiss was sloppy and wet Yoongi moaning into it every few seconds. When they pulled apart a string of saliva still connected them. Their lips were glossy.

"Mm fuck," Jimin hummed feeling Yoongi's warm hands spread lube down his length without a warning. He wiped whatever he didn't use on the bedsheets.

"Lay back," the brunette shoved him down before slowly sinking himself down on the boy's dick. Jimin threw his head back trying to refrain himself from bucking his hips.

Yoongi's eyes fluttered shut, lips parted as he grinds down. He was already panting and fisting the material that covered Jimin's chest. The blonde wanted to memorize the look on his face. He looked so godly.

"F-feels so good," he whimpered his hands holding tightly onto the boy's hips. He couldn't help the sinful noises that left his lips. That's the thing about Jimin. He was noisy. It didn't matter if he was top or bottom. If he was with a male or female. If he felt good his partner would surely know. Yoongi didn't mind. His moans and groans were a huge turn on. Plus it reassures the boy he was doing a good job.

"Jimin, Jimin, Jimin" his name rolled off the brunette's lips as he found the perfect angle. The bundle of nerves getting hit head on. His eyes practically rolling back and toes curling.

They were so immersed in the pleasure they were deaf to their surroundings. It wasn't until they heard the door beside their's slam shut loudly that they realized Namjoon was home.

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Was there a point to writing this? Mmm no. Did I have to write smut? Mmmm no

Honestly I got bored of writing and I've had writers block so I just said fuck it and wrote smut. I don't really write detailed smut ever so sorry I'm not good at it.

Also I started school so if my updates are late that is why. I'm sorry in advance please have patience with me.

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