Fics like Jimin and I washed up together every morning in the States

“What the hell did I even do? Don't you think you should at least talk to me first?” A hint of sternness crept into Jimin's voice. “You spent so much time talking to that fuckface producer yesterday, I figured you used up your weekly supply of words. Isn't that right, Jimin?” Yoongi took a few steps toward him, and there was something that sounded almost like disappointment in his voice. “Wait, that's what this is about? You're jealous?” Jimin suddenly laughed, clearly not expecting that. “Hyung, it's not like we're boyfriends or anything. I can flirt with whoever I want.” Jimin shrugged. “I know exactly what you're doing.” Yoongi moved even closer with slow, measured steps, pinning Jimin in place with the hard look in his eyes. “You like playing games. You like pissing me off and testing my patience. So, let's play kitten, like we used to...” Or Behind closed doors, Yoongi and Jimin share a secret arrangement: no feelings, no strings, just stress relief between bandmates. But as Yoongi watches Jimin smile at someone else, the lines between their casual agreement and his growing possessiveness begin to blur.

Fics like Jimin and I washed up together every morning in the States

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