yoonmin au

Jimin thinks he’s a living porn cliche. This is all obviously happening while the pool is being remodeled and of course he’s trying to hook up with one of the builders that works for his stepdad. To top of it all, his mom wants the same guy. It’s out of a bad porno

> smut and comedy ??? crack ??? please don't take my seriously
> sexual tension, exhibitionism, voyeurism, name-calling during sex
> there’s some power play/power imbalance, considering Yoongi works for Jimin’s family

this au is a commission out of my drafts, meaning it’s my original idea and the commissioner picked it up for me to finish writing it. if you’re interested in an original commission, dm me and i can send you my list of prompts.

Yoongi is skinny. He’s always been. And Jimin isn’t into skinny men, he’s never been. He likes big men, always has and Yoongi has never been big. So he shouldn’t feel the way he does. Horny for none other than the son of the builder that works for his stepdad, Min Yoongi.

It’s normal being attracted to people, he knows. Jimin can admire beauty when he sees it but not him. It’s Yoongi. Annoying Min Yoongi that teased Jimin ever since they met each other when they were kids. Min Yoongi that got scolded each time for bothering the son of the boss.

Annoying Yoongi who used to mock the way Jimin talked or Jimin’s clothes instead of helping his father work on whatever Jimin’s parents needed to be done on the house at the time.

So yeah, Jimin doesn't like Yoongi. He has never liked Yoongi.

Okay, so that’s a lie.

Maybe he did like Yoongi a little when they were kids, because whenever his dad brought him over when he had to work on the house they would play, and he had a little crush on the older boy but that’s because nothing really matters when you’re a kid.

When Yoongi was old enough to actually help his dad with work in the house, Jimin was older too, around thirteen while Yoongi was fifteen. Jimin would hide in his room whenever Yoongi’s dad would come by to fix something in the house, because he didn’t want to see anyone.

And after they stopped talking Jimin because Jimin would hide in his room and Yoongi didn't try to say hi, in fact, Jimin started to despise Yoongi. When he was sixteen, everyone liked Jimin, everyone but Yoongi, that is. Jimin knew he was pretty, everyone would tell him!

But Yoongi never looked Jimin’s way, not that Jimin wanted him to because why would he want to be checked out by the son of the man painting the house... it's just that he knew he was getting attractive so he never understood why Yoongi seemed unfazed whenever they'd cross paths.

The few times Jimin’s parents asked something that required more than Yoongi’s father and his son, the man would call other workers, and they would ogle at Jimin all the time.

He didn’t like it but he wouldn’t have mind if it was Yoongi watching him but Yoongi never did.

However, this time, all this years later, things have changed.

Jimin is back home during summer break, and his parents have decided to remodel the garden, they want to add a jacuzzi to the pool, add a grill, whatever. Jimin is home when the builders have already arrived.

What matters is that Yoongi, who must be twenty four by now, is once again helping his father with all the repairs the house needs and this time Yoongi keeps looking at Jimin whenever they are in the same room.

He never stops looking and it's driving Jimin all kinds of crazy.

When Jimin walks into the living room wearing his short shorts, he can feel Yoongi’s gaze on him. If he’s honest, Jimin doesn’t really know what he’s done this time around for things to be different, he’s still wearing the same clothes he did when they were younger.

Maybe it’s the blond hair, or maybe it’s that they haven’t seen each other in three years and Jimin looks better now or maybe it’s that Yoongi is sexually frustrated this time around and now can’t stop checking him out.

But Jimin knows Yoongi wants him. He can tell.

Jimin actually thought that would be it, that once he’d caught Yoongi staring, the fixation he had on the man would go away. Because that’s the only thing that has made him so appealing the last years, how he seemed not to be affected by Jimin. But now, he’s finally interested.

Jimin wasn't right. Now that Yoongi seems to be interested in him, his want for the man's attention has only grown bigger.

“You’re staring,” his mother starts, and Jimin looks away from the glass door that separated the living room from the garden where the builders are working.

Jimin whips his head towards her as fast as he can. She sits in a big armchair, with a lazy teasing smile.

He was. He was staring towards the garden where Yoongi is working instead of focusing on the brunch they're supposedly having together. “I’m not staring,” he says, dumbly.

“What are you looking at?” She leans over to look outside and finds Yoongi, pulling the end of his shirt up to clean his sweaty forehead. Of course he’s doing that right when Jimin is caught staring. Convenient.

“Really Jimin?” she looks at Jimin

“What?” Jimin asks incredulous.

“Min Yoongi?” she whispers and leans closer for her glass of iced tea.

Jimin knows he’s blushing because she’s giving him a suggestive stare. “I wasn’t looking at him! What the hell, mom? I was seeing the new pool tiles he's carrying, they are nice. I like the color you choose.”

“Jimin...” she starts, sly, suspicious and then she looks back to where Yoongi is. Jimin doesn’t like this at all

“He’s annoying. He’s always been annoying.”

She raises an eyebrow. “Annoying?” It’s quiet between them and then she looks worried. “...has he said anything to you?”

“No no, he has never said or done something bad.” Jimin assures her. She hums but Jimin can catch her expression because she's looking outside. “I just don’t like him”

She shrugs. “You’ve never liked him.”

“He has a weird attitude,” Jimin decides to say. He decides to look too.

Yoongi is just carrying heavy boxes to the edge of the pool, he’s wearing a white shirt that must be a size too small considering how it clings to his chest and arms. He’s not a huge guy but he’s a little buff, barely... it really shouldn’t be as sexy as Jimin thinks it is.

“I think his attitude is charming,” his mother confesses when she turns back to grab a piece of fruit.

“Charming?” Jimin asks bewildered. He wouldn’t use that word for Min Yoongi

“He’s just a shy boy,” she sighs. Jimin gulps at her expression. “And he’s really cute…”

“Mom...”

“Come on, you think so too,” she snorts. "Or you wouldn't be staring."

“Well, even if I think so, I wouldn't say it out loud. So if you think so, don’t say it out loud…”

“Why?” she asks, taken aback. “I can’t say a man is attractive? Is it because I’m older?” Jimin sighs.

“It really has nothing do with that," Jimin leans across to grab some grapes from the coffee table. "It has more to do with shame and the fact that your husband is upstairs."

"What about it? It’s not like I still sleep with your father.”

Of course, she's always so blunt.

Jimin cringes all over as soon as he registers the words. “This is exactly why you need to stay quiet. Please don’t scar your son.” She rolls his eyes. “I don’t really need to know what goes on between you and your husband.” Jimin starts pulling a grape from the branch.

“Well sexy builder is looking over here right now,” she says smugly, glancing towards the garden.

Jimin quickly looks outside with the grape still between his lips. He catches Yoongi looking at them through the glass wall. Yoongi gets back to work once their eyes meet.

Jimin really thought that once Yoongi noticed it would be over but his desire for Yoongi only increases with everything the man does. He tries to tame down his interest in Yoongi but there’s as much as he can take. Especially with Yoongi behaving the way he does.

The way he looks at him is not subtle. And Jimin wonders if Yoongi is aware of how obvious he is.

Jimin is also flaunting on purpose though, he’s not subtle with his pseudo seduction because he likes Yoongi’s attention. And every time Jimin shows off, Yoongi catches the bait.

Every time Jimin goes downstairs for breakfast shirtless, Yoongi’s eyes are on him. When he wears big shirts and boxers to lay down on the couch of the living room, Yoongi notices. They don’t ever touch each other, but it’s the looks. They are heavy. And getting worse each time.

Yoongi works in the garden outside most of the time so at least that kept them apart, he only went inside the house for small things. However suddenly, he’s inside a lot more. It seems Jimin’s mother needed help fixing stuff inside the house and she asked Yoongi for help.

Jimin’s mother is currently talking to Yoongi in the kitchen. Jimin barely catches her explaining she needs him to check the sink pipes when he walks inside while they discuss. He pretends to be searching for food.

Is his mom really seducing one of the builders? Yoongi?

They talk about how the pool is almost done and Jimin's mom tells Yoongi she has more favors to ask.

Jimin's stepdad calls her eventually and she leaves. Yoongi quickly gets to work, without giving Jimin -who is now cutting a tangerine in the kitchen table- a second glance.

The tangerine is juicy and Jimin eats while he stares at Yoongi who is now is underneath the cabinet, he's laying on the floor, working on the stupid pipes. Jimin's focus is in the loose stained with dirt white shirt he's wearing, that has lifted up since he has his arms up.

Jimin takes a long time eating fruit but its because he can’t look away at the pale strip of skin that can be seen between Yoongi's worn out jeans and his white shirt. And the happy trail... the black hairs that disappear under his jeans. Jimin’s mind is going places it shouldn’t

Handyman’s aren’t supposed to be that hot in real life, that just happens in crappy porn or in corny romance movies (that Jimin secretly likes). It doesn’t work that way in real life. It shouldn’t. Or maybe Jimin really got the jackpot and that's why Yoongi is under his roof.

He doesn’t think its luck though. This situation isn't lucky, because he can’t be in the same space as Yoongi longer before his mind goes to dark places. He stands up and moves to the the living room, pretending to watch his phone when in fact he keeps staring at Yoongi’s skin.

After a while Jimin watches Yoongi move away from the sink. He stands in the kitchen, looking over at Jimin through the kitchen door. Jimin is sprawled on the living's room coach, across from him. He feels Yoongi’s gaze on his legs, which are on display thanks to his small shorts

“Hey Jimin, could I have something to drink?” Yoongi asks loudly even though it's only the two of them on the first floor of the house.

With time Yoongi and Jimin interact less, only greetings from time to time. It was teasing when Jimin was around twelve and Yoongi fourteen.

It turned into basic questions about what time is it or how longer are they going to be working. When Jimin got older, simple questions about where something is kept at, and with the years the small exchange of words decreased. Up to the point, this moment is something strange.

Lately they barely direct the other, especially since the builders bring everything they need and coordinate everything about the house with Jimin’s stepdad, so it’s not like he has to ask Jimin for anything. Jimin sits up once Yoongi talks to him, startled at being addressed.

It’s just the two of them... Jimin complies.

He goes to the kitchen, brushing Yoongi's side when he walks past him. He looks for a glass, tip toeing on purpose when he reaches the top cabinet, maybe his short are going to ride up when he does so and Yoongi is watching him.

Jimin feels Yoongi’s eyes on him, but it could easily be his wish to have the elder’s attention tricking him.

When Jimin turns around Yoongi is standing a little closer than before and he was definitely watching, judging by how his gaze is downwards, set on Jimin’s thighs.

It takes the elder less than a second to look up and find Jimin staring at him, but he doesn’t react when their eyes meet. He doesn’t look ashamed or worried about getting caught checking Jimin out though, he only stares.

“Uh, do you want water or juice?” Jimin stammers.

“I’ll have whatever you offer,” Yoongi mumbles, eyes set on Jimin.

Jimin should cringe at his comment or call him out for being greasy but maybe he's overreacting, instead he moves to the fridge. Once again brushing past Yoongi’s side. He needs the coldness from the fridge.

“Here,” Jimin closes the distance between them again, now Yoongi is supporting himself on the counter. Jimin gets closer than necessary to give him the glass of cold water.

Yoongi only rises his hand to receive it and their hands brush. Jimin can’t be imagining the tension.

Yoongi drinks the water Jimin gave him and -of course- he does it quickly, like he’s dying of thirst. He drinks so fast, the water drips down his chin. He’s doing it in on purpose. Jimin knows.

“Clean the glass when you finish,” Jimin tells him and he runs out of the kitchen.

Jimin’s best friends came over the pool as soon as it is ready. Yoongi and his father are now working on a garden wall, covering it up with rocks.

Taehyung jumps in the pool, making Yoongi turn around. He catches Jimin shirtless in his bathing shorts and quickly looks away.

“So who’s the one you and your mom want to fuck?” Taehyung asks from where he is resting on the edge of the pool.

“Shut up!” Jimin regrets telling his friends anything. Taehyung is too loud and too nosy.

“The young one, of course,” Jungkook tries. Jimin throws him a dirty look.

Taehyung shrugs, “you never know with Jimin to be honest, sometimes he links twinks at bars, sometimes he likes the huge dudes from the gym.” Now Jimin throws him a dirty look. “But I’m sure my aunt would go for the younger one,” Taehyung laughs. Jimin gags at the thought.

“Is he the one looking over?” Taehyung wonders after a while.

Jimin takes a moment before glancing to a side. He shouldn’t be surprised when he finds Yoongi looking at them from where he works. He has an indecipherable expression. Once their eyes meet Yoongi as usual turns away.

Jimin slowly nods while staring at Yoongi, who is sweaty as usual. “Cute,” Taehyung says, clearly checking Yoongi out. “You need to win this battle, Jiminie.”

“What battle?”

“With your mom,” Taehyung says as if it’s the obvious answer. “You can’t let her get the hot handyman.”

Jungkook snorts at the stupidity of it all. Jimin rolls his eyes too. “What are you talking about, Taehyung?”

His best friend ignores him. “Hey, Jungkookie, why don’t we give a show for the handyman?” Taehyung suggests. "Something that leaves him thinking about Jimin…”

“What do you have in mind, babe?” Jungkook laughs when he asks

The look Taehyung gives Jungkook is way too sexual for Jimin’s liking. Taehyung lifts himself out of the pool loudly, getting attention from some of the builders, and he walks up to the daybed Jungkook and Jimin lay.

“Why don’t we show him how sensitive Jiminie is?” Jimin doesn’t like this at all. Yoongi is watching. Jungkook smiles at Taehyung’s suggestion and they both look at Jimin with a glint Jimin knows too well.

“What are you two going to do?” Jimin asks bewildered but its futile.

Taehyung is already straddling him, and Jungkook is tickling him all over.

Jimin shrieks and trashes around because he’s ticklish and very sensitive, and Taehyung’s strong wet grip on his hips and Jungkook’s hand brushing his nipples and armpits are not helping him at all.

He tries defending himself but his friends pin his wrists against the pool daybed. Jimin doesn’t want to imagine what they look like. He throws his head to a side when Jungkook starts tickling his neck and chin.

When he opens his eyes, Jimin catches Yoongi staring at him

And he looks thirsty.

The last straw probably is when they are alone in the kitchen again. Yoongi is having lunch, courtesy of Jimin’s mother for helping her with the small details inside the house (also known as her way of seduction in this competition).

Jimin is making himself something to eat.

He notices Yoongi is trying to avoid him, because Jimin offers him dessert as soon as he finishes his fruit salad but the man refuses and he even starts eating faster probably to leave Jimin alone. Jimin doesn’t like being ignored

He bites onto the strawberries and Yoongi looks.

Jimin stands up to the counter, mumbles something about wanting honey, and once he’s there and he’s sure Yoongi’s eyes are on him he bends over on purpose to pretend he’s looking for something. He doesn’t know what else can he do to try to urge Yoongi to make the first move.

It's ridiculous. He knows he's being ridiculous just like the whole situation is but he hopes Yoongi can tell he’s wearing nothing under his shorts while he’s bent over searching for honey. Jimin stands straight again after a moment, he hopes Yoongi kept his gaze towards him.

And suddenly he feels Yoongi behind him, pressing his front to Jimin’s ass and Jimin can feel his bulge against him and Jimin loves it.

Fuck, if he could he’d tell Yoongi to fuck him right now over the kitchen counter. But Yoongi doesn’t move, he jusy stands there.

Yoongi leaves his dish on that same counter, right next to Jimin. His hand is heavy on Jimin’s hip. “Can’t clean anything if you’re standing right here in front of the sink,” Yoongi says as if his dick wasn’t pressing against Jimin’s ass. As if he was there only to clean up.

Jimin gulps. “Okay, I’ll move,” he whispers but he doesn’t move, he only squirms a little which makes Yoongi push harder against him. He's semi hard.

“Or, I think I can, just let me-” Yoongi doesn’t say what, he only grinds against Jimin while he attempts to reach the sink.

It's not full on humping, but the pressure is there. He actually starts cleaning his dish. The younger arches his back a little, trying to look better for Yoongi and maybe get him to push against him some more. Yoongi hisses at the contact and his hand settles on Jimin’s waist.

Jimin thinks Yoongi is finally going to make a move but Yoongi leaves the clean dish aside and he's quickly moving away once they hear another builder outside calling out for his help in the garden.

Before he goes away though, he squeezes Jimin’s ass making the younger jump.

Jimin, flushed red and scandalized, looks over his shoulder at Yoongi’s retreating figure. When he’s in the kitchen’s door the man turns around to throw Jimin a sly smile. He even winks at him.

It shouldn’t be sexy but Jimin only wants to kiss him silly and then suck him dry.

Jimin is in his room when his mother asks for Yoongi upstairs. She’s going to pay him for the extra work he's been doing inside the house. The man waits outside the rooms, in the small hallway that connects the doors, he’s fumbling with a dirty cloth outside Jimin’s mother room.

Jimin leaves his laptop aside on his bed. He can see Yoongi through the door of his room so he figures Yoongi can see him too. Just in case, he stands to open the door more, and when he does so he catches Yoongi staring his way. They look at each other and then Jimin walks away.

He's not letting his mom win

He knows he’s still in Yoongi’s field of sight so he gets out of his shorts, slowly drags them down his legs. They fall to the floor and he steps out of them, doing it slowly to put on a show. He looks up and sees Yoongi watching him as he undresses.

He won’t stop there so he takes his boxers off slowly and looks over his shoulder, catching the way Yoongi squeezes the cloth he’s holding. His hands are dirty, Jimin first notices. He’s probably been working outside. What Jimin notices next is that his hands are big, really big.

Yoongi has long fingers, Jimin likes them and if Yoongi were to touch him right now with his fingers Jimin’s skin would get dirty too and he likes the sound of that. He wants Yoongi’s hands on him so much. He can’t stop thinking about it. Jimin's shirt is long and covers him.

Yoongi’s eyes on him are intense now that he knows Jimin is wearing nothing more than his oversized t-shirt. Jimin climbs on his bed and he’s sure that while doing so his shirt must have riled up a little to once again flash skin. He knows Yoongi won’t be able to resist that.

But then Jimin hears his mother walking out of her room, Yoongi looks away in a whiplash towards the other door and Jimin hides closer to the headboard where he’s sure his mother can't see him.

She’s soon praising Yoongi’s work but Jimin can barely hear what they’re saying.

Jimin knows he’s won nonetheless, because during the little chat with Jimin’s mother and (what Jimin considers) her terrible flirting, Yoongi keeps looking back towards Jimin’s room. Jimin’s mother laughs at something Yoongi says probably. And the gesture makes Jimin very upset.

Jimin tries to walk closer to the door then, to listen to what she’s saying. She’s laughing in a fake way and Jimin just knows she has a hand on Yoongi's arm. He’s not seeing them from where he hides but he knows it, because she would totally use this as an excuse to touch Yoongi

Jimin groans, he can’t believe they are both so horny and desperate for the handyman. He’s really living a bad porno. Some Reality King fucked up pornographic movie. Mother and son seduce big-cock twink. Great. It really sounds like that. He just hopes Yoongi isn’t into milfs.

As soon as Jimin hears the door of his mother’s room closing, Yoongi barges inside Jimin’s room.

He clashes with Jimin who was near the door. Jimin who is semi hard and Yoongi who looks pissed. They stare at each other for a couple of seconds and then Yoongi closes the door.

Yoongi pushes him down on the bed and Jimin squeezes his legs. “What are you doing?” Yoongi asks even if he’s the one that barged inside Jimin’s room.

“Nothing,” Jimin says.

“What was all that about?” Yoongi repeats, he gestures towards Jimin’s body.

“What?” Jimin plays aloof.

Yoongi scoffs. “You know quite well.” Jimin gulps. It’s quiet between them, and they only stare at each other with intense eyes, flushed and almost panting. Yoongi grabs his bulge, he’s getting hard and the outline of his cock is visible. “You want to fuck right now?” Yoongi asks

Jimin nods slowly. "Yes," he whines. It makes Yoongi shake his head in disbelief.

He smirks when he asks, “have you always been this slutty? huh? I remember you being stuck up and ignoring me, and now… you’re such a slut. Are you like this with everyone?”

Jimin whimpers. “No,”

“It’s something recent then?” Yoongi chuckles as he takes off his shirt. “You went away to your fancy school and got slutty?”

Jimin gulps. “No, it’s more like something to do with you,” Jimin opens his legs when he says and Yoongi is already on the bed. Kissing him desperately.

The kiss is bruising. “Fuck, you’re so hot,” Yoongi mutters against Jimin’s lips. “Come here.” Jimin climbs Yoongi’s lap, taking the elder’s shirt as fast as he can to feel skin. “You’ve touched yourself already?” Jimin nods, grabbing Yoongi’s wrist to have his hand on his ass.

“Can you stand up? Want to fuck you standing up…” Yoongi pants.

“Yeah- yeah,” Jimin stumbles until he’s standing.

Yoongi pushes him until he’s against the wall next to the window, they kiss messily. “Turn around.” Jimin arches his back as soon as he rests on the wall.

Yoongi kisses the back of his neck. “I should fuck you against the window, so everyone downstairs can see you,” Yoongi whispers. “Would you like that?”

Jimin gulps, he nods slowly, shuts his eyes. He hears Yoongi fumble with his belt and then he presses himself against Jimin.

“Condoms and lube,” Jimin turns around but he looks down instead. “Shit, your dick is huge.”

Yoongi is pumping himself. “Thank you?” he says.

“How is it so big? what the fuck?” Jimin wonders to himself but Yoongi hears him just fine.

“I don’t know?” he chuckles. “Genetics.”

Jimin looks up at him. They are about to fuck but Jimin can’t believe this whole situation. “Honestly Yoongi, I think this,” he gestures between them, “is like some crappy porn movie, because you work for my father? And you’re really big down there.” Yoongi raises an eyebrow.

“And my mom wants to fuck you too! and you just said you want to fuck me against the window in like those almost caught porn videos!”

This time Yoongi has to laugh. “Jimin, what are you talking about?”

Jimin shakes his head. “You know what, ignore me and fuck me, please?”

Yoongi laughs, and it's rather cute. Jimin feels weird, he shouldn’t be making small talk with a hook up like this. He reaches Yoongi to kiss him, wet and hard. “Wait, let me get the lube,” Yoongi murmurs to the kiss. Yoongi stretches him against the wall, he does it quickly.

He uses a lot of lube for two fingers and he pulls them out after a short moment. Jimin is impatient while he puts on the condom. He moans when Yoongi pushes inside. It's rough, hurts the right amount for it to feel good, especially with Yoongi kissing and biting his neck.

Yoongi fucks him hard, which shouldn’t be a surprise at all, considering the way they've been looking at each other the past weeks. His chest feels good pressed against Jimin's back, his fingers inside Jimin's mouth to keep him quiet feel good too. Jimin's thighs hurt so good.

It’s only after a moment that Yoongi's movements go a little erratic and the man moves his hand away from Jimin's mouth downwards to jerk Jimin off while he still thrusts inside him. With no fingers stopping him, Jimin moans loudly and ends up cumming all over Yoongi’s hand.

Yoongi hasn't stopped fucking into him, now he's loud too, probably because he's close, but he still lifts his hands up to Jimin’s face, making him lick the cum there. And Jimin does while looking at Yoongi. “Fuck, fuck," he pants, "you’re, hng, a wet dream,” Yoongi hisses.

Yoongi cums right after that, he bites Jimin's neck again to contain his moan and it will definitely leave a mark but Jimin doesn't mind. He's been fucked really good and it's what he wanted. Yoongi handles him to the bed after he pulls the condom out, "can you throw it away?"

Jimin nods, still slightly dizzy from his orgasm. He wants a round two but he doesn't know how to ask Yoongi since the man is putting his dick back inside his jeans, like he's in a hurry.

"Yoongi..." Jimin starts, shy, even though they just had sex.

"What? You're still horny?"

Jimin feel shame when he nods. "Cute," Yoongi mumbles and then he's on the bed, hovering over Jimin. He looks for the lube, spreads it on his palm and then he's wrapping his hand around the base of Jimin's hard cock. He kisses Jimin while he jerks him off, swallowing his moans.

Yoongi keeps kissing him during every flick of his wrist, keeps kissing him whenever he goes faster, kissing his as he toys with the head, kisses him while Jimin cums again. He cleans his palm on Jimin's sheets this time, but Jimin feels boneless, doesn't have energy to complain.

Yoongi kisses him one more time before leaving Jimin’s room. He kisses him very slowly and then he tells him, “you owe me an orgasm, Jimin.” Jimin feels ecstatic suddenly. He nods quickly because that means it doesn’t stop here between them and that at anytime, there will be more

Jimin keeps walking over to the pool, sunbathing while Yoongi works, he keeps bending over, waiting for Yoongi to do something. It doesn't take too long until Yoongi corners Jimin in the kitchen, pushing him between the fridge and the wall where no one can see them.

After their small and quick encounter in Jimin's room, Yoongi is confident enough to get his hand under Jimin’s short shorts and rub him while whispering filth to him until Jimin comes on his pants, moaning against Yoongi’s ear, squeezing his legs and pulling Yoongi's black hair.

“Why weren’t we doing this all those years before?” Jimin whines as Yoongi gropes his ass and grinds against him, his hard on brushing Jimin's. They are hiding in the laundry room.

Yoongi laughs lightly, kissing Jimin on the lips and by doing so, making Jimin smile like a fool.

“You are the son of my boss, it’s wrong,” Yoongi reminds him.

“I don’t care about that,” Jimin spreads his legs. “And it was not that. You hated me, that’s why we weren’t doing this.”

“I never hated you, god, you’re so wrong with that,” Yoongi laughs. He’s kissing Jimin’s neck.

“What do you mean?” Jimin arches his back, lets Yoongi ground him against his erection.

“I liked you so much, Jimin. You drove me crazy,” he hisses before biting Jimin's neck. Jimin’s mouth falls open. “I just tried not to be obvious, as I said, you’re the boss’ son. Ain't good”

“But I really liked you…" Yoongi whispers while he pulls his jeans down a little. "I remember that summer when you would go into the pool while we were building the bar outside. I think I was eighteen, maybe nineteen, your father hired my dad to build that stupid pool house...”

“God, I wanted to fuck you so bad, right there on the daybeds, pull your tiny shorts down and fuck you,” Yoongi gets his hand inside Jimin’s boxers.

“Do it,” Jimin moans. “Next time you see me sunbathing, take me, I don’t care who’s outside, let them look how good you fuck me,”

“Jesus, Jimin,” Yoongi gasps, he’s rocking his hips helplessly against Jimin and he loves it, loves how much Yoongi wants him. “You’re really something.” He pants before kissing Jimin’s neck.

Jimin is. He easily gets on his knees to blow Yoongi before his break from work ends.

There’s something thrilling about the prospect of getting caught and they both like it. It’s hot but they need to be careful. The outcome of actually getting caught could get both of them in a lot of trouble. Yoongi in way more trouble than Jimin, given their circumstance.

They are fucking when one of the builders walks inside the kitchen.

They can hear him using the sink from where they hide inside the kitchen storage. They both freeze at the sound, not wanting to get caught. But it doesn’t take much before Yoongi fucks inside Jimin again.

Jimin has to bite Yoongi’s shoulder to contain his moans. Yoongi fucks slowly into him. Inside the storage, it sounds loud, the wet of the lube and the way Jimin tries to hide his small whimpers. Hopefully it's quiet oustide.

Once they’re sure the builder left Yoongi laughs-

“You’re an idiot!” Jimin squeals and hits Yoongi’s arm, still fucking himself. "He could have heard me and you kept thrusting!"

Yoongi laughs and kisses him. “Hey, you’re the one that said we’re living inside a porno!”

“Yoongi!” Jimin has to scold him but he wants to laugh too.

Yoongi circles Jimin's leg around his middle to bury himself deeper inside him. “You know that porn where people have sex with someone behind them, and it’s ridiculous because there’s no way the person behind hasn't caught on.” Jimin rolls his eyes out of pleasure and annoyance.

“You watch too much Brazzers,” Jimin accuses.

“You started with all that,” Yoongi chuckles before quickening his pace. He catches Jimin's lips with his and his hold on Jimin's thigh hardens. He fucks harder.

"Ah there!" Jimin mewls, throwing his head back. "Hyung!"

"You're going to make all my porn fantasies come true?" Yoongi teases while kissing Jimin's neck and lowering to bite his shoulder. He rolls his hips faster.

"If you keep fucking me like that," Jimin nods. "I'll do anything you want," Jimin moans. Yoongi makes a content sound.

They are kissing on Jimin’s bed, their sex drive has lowered the past days and now they’re just content with sneaking out to make out. Jimin doesn’t want Yoongi to go but the man has to because he’s gone missing form work too long. “I might get fired if we aren’t cautious.”

“Do you even like working here, Yoon?” Jimin whines between kisses. Yoongi shakes his head. He knows he shouldn’t have asked that, and that it's spoiled of him to ask considering Yoongi works for his family but he doesn’t want Yoongi to go. He wants to keep kissing and touching.

“No, I don't,” Yoongi admits. “I want to be an architect not a builder," he explains quickly and Jimin nods, he kisses his jaw because Yoongi likes that. "I like this job because I like fucking you and I like watching you being a slut,” Yoongi whispers while kissing Jimin’s neck.

"This job has certain perks, so I’m not going to lose my job because of your cute ass.” Jimin pouts when he gets kissed. “I don’t want to make my father have a bad reputation because I’m horny.” Jimin raises an eyebrow at that, is his relationship with Jimin only him being horny?

“Plus if I get fired I won’t be able to see you,” Yoongi has the audacity to pout while smacking Jimin's ass.

“We’ll see each other somewhere else,” Jimin promises like a knee reaction.

Yoongi raises an eyebrow. “Really Jimin ah?” he sounds amused and Jimin feels like blushing.

“Yeah we will.” Jimin knows he's all shades of red. But he doesn’t want to admit he likes Yoongi a little bit too much and he'd like to take him on dates, he can’t say that out loud so he only shrugs, “I like your cock too much to let it go.”

It makes Yoongi laugh loudly.

The moment Yoongi goes back to work, Jimin misses him already.

Jimin is in his room. He’s busy getting everything ready for when he has to get back to college, so he hadn’t thought of teasing Yoongi today. He misses the elder though and he wishes he can get this over with quickly so he can go sunbath and torture Yoongi while the man works.

However it's Yoongi who walks inside the room, cautiously walking in. Jimin smiles widely when he sees him. “Hey min,” Yoongi greets and closes the door quickly, he’s sneaking as usual. Jimin is opening his legs so he can settle between them before Yoongi reaches the mattress.

Jimin melts against his kiss, letting Yoongi push him down on bed. “You've been busy,” he complains. Yoongi smiles into their kiss, lifts Jimin’s legs to circle them around his waist. They keep kissing.

“I missed you too, Jimin ah,” he whispers and Jimin feels warm all over.

“Wanna fuck?” Yoongi asks between kisses and Jimin nods. They don’t even take time to get rid of their clothes, desperate to feel the other fast. They only pull Jimin’s shorts and boxers because they’re easy to slid down his legs, but Yoongi just pulls himself out of his jeans.

Yoongi knows where the condoms and lube are hidden. "Get on your fours," he asks when he returns to bed and Jimin complies. Usually they fuck standing up so he's excited, and he must look good because Yoongi is quickly behind him, pushing two wet fingers inside. Jimin whimpers.

"Hurry!" Jimin moans, pushing back to get more than fingers.

"Is your mom next door?" Yoongi chuckles. He pulls his fingers out and presses the head of his cock to Jimin's hole, teasing him without pushing inside. "Maybe you shouldn't be so loud."

"Can you shut up and fuck me?"

Yoongi had just pushed all the way inside with Jimin muffling his moan to his pillow, when there’s a knock on the door. They go quiet. If they ignore it, whoever is outside will think Jimin is busy. But the knocking comes again and then a loud, “Jimin ah!”

It’s Jimin’s stepdad.

Yoongi and Jimin look at each other with wide eyes. Yoongi looks scared. “Go hide!” Jimin pleads in a murmur. Yoongi pulls out, making Jimin hiss a little and he moves across the room

"Where?" he mouths, panicking. He's shoving his erection inside his jeans. It looks ridiculous.

There's no where he can hide. Jimin searches for his boxers. "Jimin?" comes the question from the door again.

"Stay there," Jimin hisses. Yoongi is kneeling next to the desk. If Jimin opens the door slightly Yoongi won't be seen. He can't believe this is happening to them.

Jimin walks to the door, takes a deep breath. He opens it slightly, half his lower hidden because he's still hard. “Yes, dad?” Jimin cringes.

“Remember I was going to use your car to bring some materials for the construction.” Jimin nods. "I'll be direct, it broke down."

Jimin can't believe his fuck got interrupted because of this. "Now, don't give me that face. I know you're leaving in two days but Sangho told me Yoongi is really good with cars so he can fix it fast."

"Okay," Jimin's jaw clenches.

"Where's Yoongi?" He can hear his mother ask.

"I don't know!" Jimin squeaks. "Let me know once you find him, but he's probably out! Yeah! I saw him leave? I think he went to buy? something?" Jimin cringes at himself. He's worried.

"I'll go ask," he hears his mother say and Jimin sighs.

"Knock on my door when you find him!"

His stepdad looks at him. Jimin must look funny, with the way he's hiding his room. "Wait here," his stepdad asks.

"What?" Jimin panics. What if they fire Yoongi?

"Just wait here," he says and Jimin doesn't dare close his door because he doesn't want to be more suspicious.

His stepdad is gone from the hallway and now Jimin is all alone, his lower body hidden behind the door. He doesn't dare move.

Suddenly he feels a hand on his inner thigh, caressing up and Jimin closes his eyes. He looks over his shoulder. "What the fuck are you doing?"

"If I'm going to get fired I might as well just go for it," Yoongi mumbles. His hands are playing with the band of Jimin's boxers.

"You're not getting fired," Jimin hisses.

"This situation is really out of a porn movie. Let me?" Fucking Yoongi and his stupid porn inclinations.

"You're an idiot," Jimin accuses but he's not so against the idea. Just because it's Yoongi and because he's leaving soon to go back to college and this sounds like the cherry on top to their small summer together. "Don't go hard, okay?"

"God, you're the best," Yoongi chuckles.

Jimin is glad the door basically covers all of him because Yoongi pushes inside him. Jimin grips the edge of the door. He's fucking in slowly so it shouldn't be obvious. "Dad, what is it? Can you hurry I was in the middle of getting dressed..." he cringes at his own fake excuse.

Yoongi hits particularly hard inside once Jimin's stepdad comes back. Jimin closes his eyes.

"Ah, here, it was your car key. Thank you." Jimin has to do small talk and receive the key from his stepdad while he's being fucked from behind. Straight out of a bad porn video.

Hopefully it's not long. Jimin's stepfather leaves after two long awkward minutes where Yoongi pushes into him slowly, barely there but definitely present

Jimin knows his body was hidden and that they weren't caught but still as soon as the man leaves Jimin closes the door and Yoongi pulls out, Jimin turns around and pushes him. "I hate you," he decides, he knows he's flushing because it was thrilling nonetheless. Yoongi chuckles

"Don't laugh, I hate you," Jimin whines and pulls his boxers up. He looks at Yoongi once, he seems like he's about to burst out laughing while he tries to look presentable again. Jimin takes a step closer to kiss him. He clashes their lips together and Yoongi smiles into the kiss

"I have to get going and I don't know... pretend I was in the store all along? If your mom finds me..." He frowns.

Jimin sighs. "She'll believe you if you smile at her, anyone is weak to your smile." It makes Yoongi laugh again.

"Hey," he whispers.

"Yeah?" Jimin whispers back.

"You're leaving in two days?" Yoongi asks. "Umh your father said that."

Jimin nods. "I didn't, I didn't mention it yet, you knew I was leaving for college soon."

"Yeah, I just didn't know how soon," Yoongi laughs awkwardly this time.

Jimin sighs, he looks away. "Well if you don't fix my car I guess I won't be able to go back to class," Jimin is the one laughing awkwardly now.

"Wanna go out on a date?” Yoongi asks. And Jimin looks up in a whiplash. Before he can ask if Yoongi is for real the man blushes.

"Umh, like any time you can? I know you must be busy in class but we can find a moment where we can meet? I also don't really know where you study so I don't know if I have to drive there? But that's fine too..."

"I'd love to go on a date with you!" Jimin stops his rambling.

"Okay," Yoongi smiles. "That's good. That's really good," he sighs. "I was worried about asking."

"Oh no, no, why?" Jimin walks closer to him. "I'm so glad you asked! I wanted to ask too!" Yoongi sighs.

"In case you hadn't noticed, you're out of my league," Yoongi chuckles.

Jimin shakes his head. "What? No"

"I don't know, I thought this was only going to last this summer," he smiles shyly. "Like, it's really been something," he raises an eyebrow. "I said it before, a whole wet dream"

"Idiot," Jimin rolls his eyes but then he leans over to kiss him

"Now you should really go downstairs to fix my car," Jimin grimaces. Yoongi nods but he keeps kissing Jimin.

"You could come downstairs too to see me fix it," Yoongi mumbles. "I'm going to get dirty and I know you like that."

Jimin laughs. "You know me well," he whispers.

"But first, can I have your phone number?" Yoongi wonders with a little guilty tone.

Jimin giggles. "Sure."

the end