Jimin doesn't want to say it but having Hoseok in Yoongi's room for the rest of the day when he's the one that was supposed to be around Yoongi is really something that's nauseating to him.

It's not like he hate Hoseok, no, boy the older has been kind toward him since he joined the college's dance club although he looks kind of intimidating at first. But for now, Jimin doesn't want anything else except for Hoseok to leave immediately because he wants Yoongi's attention back on him again.

He was left alone on the couch as Hoseok helped Yoongi with his assignments on the bed and that's a very nauseating sight for Jimin to bear with.

"Sorry, I have to go now."

Jimin took his phone with him and storm off the room, not sparing any glance toward the two.

Go be all lovey dovey somewhere else

Jimin thought about that but then he remembered that he was invited to come to Yoongi's room meanwhile Hoseok's room is right across him and the one who should be leaving is Jimin himself. He has no business being there.

Oh did he came in his dorm looking demonic as he is and scared the hell out of Taehyung and Namjoon who's having a cup of ramen each.

"Have you lost your virginity yet?"

Jimin plopped exactly in the middle of his two best friends, pouting like someone had scolded him. He heard the question but he didn't say a word and Taehyung take it as his cue to speak.

"I know someone who sells spiked drink here," Taehyung whispered when Jimin rest his head on Namjoon's thigh.
"You mean soju? Taehyung, please," Namjoon said, his hands stroking gently on Jimin's hair.

Jimin shrugs his shoulders as he plays with his sweater paws, "Yoongi is good, too good. But he wouldn't do anything unless I asked first. It's a trap, he knows I'm going to ask first anyway," Jimin whined. A soft gasp from Taehyung make Jimin giggles.

"Didn't see that coming," Taehyung clicked his tongue, "Didn't know you were thirsty." Taehyung winked at Namjoon and the older boy responded with chuckles only to earn a loud whining from Jimin.

"Has he touched you? I mean–" Taehyung panicked at his choice of words and Jimin calmed him down.
"I don't even know if he wanted to." Jimin lowered his voice, "He saw my panty too... ."

"Alright he saw your panty," Namjoon repeats, nodding silently before his face went all flushed and Taehyung yells into his ramen cup.
"HE SAW YOUR PANTY AND HE DIDN'T DO ANYTHING?" Taehyung hollered, eyes widen like he couldn't believe what he just heard and Jimin nods.

"Namjoon hyung will go on killing spree just to see you wearing your panty again but that Min Yoongi bastard didn't do anything?!" Taehyung put away his ramen cup, breathing furiously as he pulled out his phone.
"I'm going to order some hottest and expensive lingerie just for you Jimin. That straight bastard will bend once he see you next time." and true to his word, with Jimin next to him, he put anything pretty and seductive lingeries in the cart and clicked 'Buy', like he can't wait for another time.

"Jimin in lingerie, holy shit," Namjoon whispered, resting his head on the table as his eyes tight shut. His forehead crinkled like he's trying to imagine God know what is it.

"So what I'm gonna do now? Hoseok isn't leaving the room and I felt so left out," Jimin said, ignoring his phone that's vibrating in his sweater's pocket.
"We'll gonna wait 'til next weekend for the parcel to arrive. Don't worry the security guard knows me; I always got packages delivered to me," Taehyung answered, oblivious. Jimin rolled his eyes at Taehyung before resting his head on Namjoon's thigh once again.

And they heard soft knocking on their door.

"I mean, I don't think the parcel will arrive that fast, right?" Taehyung guessed, his face confused as he stand up and open the door.

Min Yoongi is leaning by the edge of the door, staring blankly into Taehyung's face. Uninterested.

"Park Jimin is in there, right?" Yoongi asked. Gone already the loud voice of Taehyung, gone already the worries on Jimin's face. But Namjoon, Namjoon has his hands on Jimin's waist; staring back at Yoongi.

"I need my Jimin back," Yoongi said, pointing toward Jimin.
"Oh." Taehyung glanced at Jimin and the shorter boy hastily get up from his place, walking fast to the door.
"You're gonna walk to class with me tomorrow so pack your things for your tomorrow classes."

With no further questions, Jimin scurried to where his arranged pile of books and shoved it inside his black bagpack, glancing once or twice to where his best friends are. They are frowning and Jimin's shoulders slumped.

Min fucking bastard Yoongi who do you think you are huh, my dom? Did he own my ass? No!

Jimin sighed out loud before grabbing his bag and walked toward Yoongi, waving lazily as he closed the door behind him. His eyes met the older's brown one, trying his best to act as if he's uninterested with what had happened.

"I knew it."

Jimin turn his head to Yoongi who's grabbing his hand as they walk to the stairs, "What is it?" Jimin asked.

"You are a jealous type," Yoongi claimed and Jimin wants to gag right there and then. But his action was cut by Yoongi when he was pulled closer to Yoongi's side.

"I'm a jealous person too," Yoongi had whispered so lowly right behind Jimin's ear, sending shivers down Jimin's spine. The older hand moved from his waist down to his ass. Jimin gasped at the rough grip and the way his face feel hot because of Yoongi growls, he knows he's a goner.

"Namjoon is one fine man. You know what they said, from friend–" Yoongi kissed Jimin's ear, "–can be lover."

"W-wait are you saying that Joon hyu—"

Jimin shut himself right when Yoongi's lips pressed hard against him and his back on the wall behind him. Five more steps before they reached fifth floor where expensive dorm are but that's been long forgotten, because Min Yoongi is kissing him sloppy and he can taste the faint cigarette in Yoongi's mouth.

And Jimin started wondering, why Yoongi never smoke in front of him? 

The next thing is, Yoongi pulling him back in the older's room and Yoongi stripped off his top.