Au where joon gets dragged by his buddies to the nail salon after losing a dare. Goes there for a pedicure, kinda annoyed at first till he sees the worker who’ll be working on him, “hi, my name’s jimin, what can I do for you?”

Plot twist, joon totally gets hard

Joon gets wide eyed, “uuh I’m here for a p-pedicure?”. The boy is so pretty, his hair a lovely silver, dangly earrings hang from his ears.

Namjoon? Is fucked

A small smile plays at jimin’s lips “sure, right this way”. Joon is led to the big chairs, instructed to take his shoes & socks off and given the lowdown on the massage functions. He’s a little overwhelmed, shoulders drawn up, hunching in on himself.

Jimin looks up from where he’s filling the basin with water, “first time?” he asks

“Am I that obvious?” comes the rely

jimin ducks his head down to laugh, “first time for everything right? Okeydokes, put your feet in, tell me if it’s too hot”

Namjoon obeys, feet sinking into the warm water, the tension slowly leaving his body, “wow that’s nice”, he says, eyes closing shut

“Just wait, it gets better! So quick rundown, I’ll be cutting and shaping your nails, then I’ll tackle your calluses, I’ll also paint your nails for you and finish off with a complementary massage! Please let me know if you don’t like something”, jimin finishes with a smile

Namjoon thoughts go: ‘oh shit I missed half of that wow his lips are so BIG I’m not gonna survive when he touches my feet on SHIT aaah joon pay ATTENTION’

What namjoon actually says: “sounds good”

Jimin draws the supplies cart closer to him, drapes a towel on his lap and starts his work on joon. The moment he gets to cutting joon’s nails, the boy tenses in his hands. Jimin looks up, tutting out a “relax, this is supposed to be fun”

But joon is... gonna have a problem

he’s zeroed in where jimin’s tinyass hands are working him over, his foot enormous where it peeks through... & oh BOY is he trying to think of ANYTHING other than his dick in those hands. ‘This can’t be happening,‘ joon thinks desperately, sending a prayer out to the universe

“Maybe you can try the massage function on that chair? Could relax you a bit. Promise I won’t bite... unless you’re into that,” jimin smirks up

Joon’s laugh is a bit forced, head running a million miles a minute. He takes jimin’s advice though

Mortification washes over joon very quickly when he realizes the massage function makes the chair vibrate... and those vibrations are messing with him, making his dick jolt in his pants, and that’s absolutely not helping the situation

because apparently the world is out to get him, he accidentally presses the “high” function so instead of it turning OFF, it makes the chair vibrate harder. He squeaks out a distressed sound, catching jimin’s attention. honestly? he might as well have stuck a vibrator to himself

Joon rushes out, “I-I’m so sorry I don’t know what I clicked please help”

Jimin’s full body laugh makes all his trauma worth it, the way his eyes crinkle and tries to cover his mouth with the back of his hand... so stinkin cute

Once they’ve settle back, jimin takes joon’s foot again, manhandling him where he wants him, one hand holding him still while the other works the pumice over his calluses.
“You should do this more often. People think this is unnecessary but it keeps your feet happy & healthy”

“I’ll only come back if it’s you doing me,” joon’s truth slipping out, a blush rising to his cheeks when he realizes what that sounded like

Jimin nods, “of course, I’m really good with my hands... and you actually have really nice feet, once we get them fully sorted”

jimin isn’t stupid, he knows he’s attractive and he KNOWS this guy is gay panicking, so he doesn’t stop himself from adding on, “you know what they say about big feet?”

...lets the words sink in...

“B-big hearts,” joon answers, both of them grunting out twin laughs

Jimin puts back both of joon’s feet in the water, let’s him wiggle his toes while he gets the next step sorted.

“so are we painting your little toes a certain color today, or just a clear coat?” Jimin asks

“Clear this time I think,” comes joon’s answer

painting joon’s nails has jimin concentrating, which leaves joon space to admire him. He maps out the guy’s face, from his lovely hair to his cute nose to his full cheeks and plump lips, tongue poking out in concentration. ‘He’s so pretty’, thinks joon

He looks at the way jimin is holding his foot, fingers clutching each toe and giving it his full attention. He admires what a great job he’s doing, tries not the think Horny Thoughts with his foot 2 inches away from this guy’s crotch

His mind still wanders, imagining what it would be like to inch his foot closer, press into jimin’s crotch and rub...

“Please stop moving or I’ll get polish all over you”, jimin says, and joon hadn’t even realized he was squirming in his seat

“s-sorry”

“almost done! now for the complimentary massage, please put both feet on my lap again”, jimin instructs

‘well fuck’, this is joon’s hell, what did he do to deserve this?!

Pumping out two squeezes of lotion, jimin gets to massaging

Starts off with slathering the creamy lotion all over joon’s feet and ankles, ready to rub. In theory this should have been a relaxing experience, but it’s quite the opposite for joon, only now realizing that his feet are an erogenous zone... and his dick is stirring...

The scent of eucalyptus is fresh in his nose, but he focuses all his attention on *not* accidentally moaning as jimin digs into the arches of his feet, massages the sides of his ankles... have his feet always been this sensitive?

Jimin digs into the front of his foot where his leg meets his foot, using the pads of his thumbs to smooth the muscle there. Despite their small appearance, jimin’s hands are a weapon, and namjoon is pretty sure he’s dying. He’s at least half hard.

jimin is a little alarmed at the look on joon’s face, unsure how to proceed, “Uh...sir I think you need to breathe”
and joon lets out the breath he’d been holding, shuddering at the sensation wracking through him, hands clutched at the sides of the chair

Namjoon hurriedly says, “I’m ok I just got a little overwhelmed, you’re very good at that” as jimin continues his ministrations.

“Awh thanks so much, I’m really glad,” jimin smiles again.

He starts massaging at the balls of joon’s feet, reaching up to each toe & giving it attention, tweaking it this way and that. Joon lets out a tiny whine, so sensitive it’s unreal, really turned on by the massage. Jimin doesn’t say anything, but judging by his smirk, he heard.

Jimin finishes off the massage by trailing his hands to the back of joon’s calves, spreading the excess lotion and massaging the muscles there, giving them a firm squeeze when he’s done
Joon isn’t ready when jimin says, “all done!”, he’s hard in his pants and definitely blushing

& jimin? Well he can’t help himself, sneaks a peek at Namjoon’s crotch and hey, whatdya know, he’s still got his magic touch. A pleased hum is all the reaction he gives, going unnoticed by joon who’s thinking of an escape plan.
“I’ll meet you at the front when you’re ready”

“a-actually could you point me to the washroom? I just need to wash my... hands...”

“Yeah it’s around the corner, last door on the right. Let me know if you need any... assistance... or if you need a hand” jimin pointedly glancing at joon’s crotch

Pretty sure namjoon is gonna catch fire any second now, hoping the earth would open up and swallow him instead of having to do this ?walk of shame?

He’s thankful for the clear shellac on his toenails, the fact that he doesn’t have to wait for it to dry. small miracles.

puts on his socks and shoes and books it to the washroom, locking it shut right away.
He looks down forlornly, hating that he’s rock hard in this salon, not wanting to be THAT person who jerks it in their facility, so he unzips, pushes his pants low enough to readjust himself

He shivers when the cold air hits the skin of his tummy, but he barrels on, reaches in to scoop his dick and flip it up and to the left, head tucked right at the waistband. At least he’s flagging a bit, hopefully it won’t be a problem for long.

Once he’s all zipped and ready to go, a quick splash of cold water to his burning face and he’s set.

He’s ready to face jimin.

Thing is, jimin is super nice about it, doesn’t mention anything and smiles through checking him out.

Jimin throws him a wink with a final “thank you and come again!”

The THING is, he can’t deny how attracted he is to jimin,& how jimin did such a wonderful job on his feet. They feel so smooth, look so good too.
He lays awake that night with images of jimin’s skilled hands working him over, all over his body, feels guilty when he palms himself

He wiggles his toes, replaying the massage in his head. He gets an idea, thinks it’s stupid but... he’s alone so fuck it, if it goes wrong he can pretend it never happened.
dick hard, he sits up and frog legs, bringing his feet closer to his crotch.

quite surprised, it kinda works? The position is a little awkward on his hips and back but it does what it’s supposed to: brings his feet close enough for him to feel both of them and his dick at once. He can’t stop staring, digs into his arches and imagines it’s jimin’s hands

he’s free to close his eyes and let his mind roam, pulling up images from earlier, of jimin’s silver hair and his pretty smile, the way his fingers were so precise in their ministrations. Poor joon can’t help but buck his hips, smearing the precum on his feet, whining for release

It doesn’t take long when he busts out the lube, drizzling it across his length, some falling on his feet and making a mess there too. He makes a tight fist with his hand and fucks into it, the squelch of lube & precum mixing with his harsh breaths sounding sinful

with every thrust, his cock peeks through his fist and nudges the sole of his foot, somehow turning him on even more. Images of jimin still plague him, but they’ve progressed to jimin pushing him down, using those hands to finger him and open him up

it’s with the thought of jimin milking him that he finds release, spilling all over his feet & duvet, lungs heaving with the intensity of his orgasm & leaving him breathless. He flops back on the bed, the events catching up to him.
He groans when he realizes...he’s gotta go back

—
Joon sits on it for about a week, calls in advance to make sure jimin will be working when he comes in JUST in case.

Jimin’s face lights up when he sees joon at the desk, awkwardly shuffling his feet and looking out of his depth.
“Hiya stranger, you’re back!”

& joon is a little struck dumb, to be honest. Jimin has changed his hair to a light pink, reminiscent of cotton candy, makes his mouth water with want, and his lips look even tastier with the light gloss he’s got on.

Joon accepts his status as “gay panicker”, internally yelling

except now he’s panicking that he overstepped the acceptable length of silence and it’s def verging on creepy staring, if the way jimin’s tilting his head in confusion is anything to go by.

Jimin, bless his soul, marches right on, “so, what can I do for you today? I remember last time you and your uh....” glances at joon’s crotch, “...little friend... liked my magic touch”

nevermind, jimin is a MENACE

what’s namjoon supposed to say to that? ‘yes I went home and jerked off to how lovely my feet look and also the thought of your fingers in my ass haha’?
Instead, he settles on a little laugh, hand coming up to sheepishly rub at his hair, “ah actually I was thinking a manicure?”

jimin’s laugh is so freaking endearing, he’d do anything to hear that over and over.

He’s led to one of the stations and given a whole stand filled with nail polish swatches. Jimin sits in front of him, elbows on the table with his. cheeks in his palms, “whatdya think?”

“I think I’ll stick to clear today,” comes joon’s reply
Jimin pouts up at him, “awh that’s no fun. I’m gonna guess this is your first time having this done, yeah?” continues when joon nods, “alright so I’ll fix up your nails, paint em then... massage...” finishes with a smirk

when joon starts shifting in his seat, jimin adds on a “don’t worry, at least there’s a table in front of you this time”

“You’re having so much fun teasing me, that’s not fair”

“To be fair, I never said you couldn’t flirt back a little”, jimin shrugs

Joon is indignant, “Hey I’m just trying to be a respectful customer”

“is getting hard in public very respectful?” teases jimin

Joon’s eyebrows are about to leave his forehead, “you cannot blame me,it was my first time!How would YOU react if a hot person touched you like that!”

“I was just doing my job, can’t help that I’m good at it I guess... and you think I’m hot huh?”, jimin’s looking at him with hooded eyes, too sinful at a workplace and joon’s only human, the blush rising up his neck and cheeks

“Mhm”

“Well, you’re not so bad yourself. Saw a dimple peek through there, I’m a sucker for those,” grins jimin, “but let’s get started, give me your hands”

Reaching over and placing his hands on top of jimin’s, joon is rethinking every decision that led him here bcs: them hands TINY

“so I never really got your name, stranger” jimin prods

“ah it’s n-namjoon” oh my gosh namjoon you KNOW your own name, get it together!

“Mmm can I call you joonie? That’s really cute. Matches the owner”

Joon huffs out a laugh, “you’re a smooth talker, I’m already buttered up, you really don’t have to try hard”

Jimin looks up from where he’s been shaping joon’s nail, “actually I like watching you squirm”

jimin follows it up with “you have really nice hands, yknow. A daily moisturizer goes a long way”

“Yeah I do have a lot at home,” joon says, realizing how that sounds and quickly adding “a normal amount of moisturizer that a normal human would have because I’m normal, ofc”

“Oh my gosh the way you just dig yourself into these holes, that’s hilarious, please it’s ok you don’t have to explain” and jimin’s genuinely enjoying himself, forearm up and covering his laugh

He quickly gets back to work cause this IS his job afterall. He takes care with each fingernail, making sure the cuticles are cut, nails are filed and everything’s ready to be primed. Joon is having a blast watching him work, the way jimin’s fingers are itty bitty next to his

it’s only natural for his mind to wander to other things, if jimin’s whole body is that small, if his feet are also tiny, if his hand is big enough to wrap around his co—
“joonie you’re vibrating again”

Joon splutters out a “s-sorry, head in the clouds”

“Alright pretty boy well bring that head down cause I need to paint you”

“yessir”

“hmm... sir... I like the sound of that”

“If you don’t want me to squirm, stop talking PLEASE”

Jimin just smirks, says nothing

Jimin drops his hands on the table, “now for the fun part, a little massage for you! if I remember last time, the eucalyptus gotchu uh... a little excited. Did you wanna try a more floral scent?” he offers.

Making direct eye contact, joon says “eucalyptus again”

something flashes in jimin’s eyes, a little wild at getting the chance to work joon up again. He acquiesces, pulling up the lotion and pumping a handful
“your right hand please”

The scent is already permeating the air, joon getting an instant flashback. It’s just so... fresh

Jimin starts on the back of joon’s hand, slathering the lotion on the sides & up his forearm. He starts kneading the sides first, his own hands so small & efficient working their way up to joon’s arm. Next, his thumbs dig into the tendons of his wrist & come down to his knuckles

namjoon is mesmerized, his lips unconsciously open in an ‘o’. It feels so good, smells even better, and it’s like jimin’s power is concentrated in smaller areas.

When jimin turns his palm up, he does make a sound. A little whimper when his palm is kneaded too

Jimin pauses, head tilted at the sound “joonie, I’m not even halfway done. you’re pretty much edging yourself now”

Joon screws his eyes shut, “ ‘s ok, I like it w-when it’s coming from you”

He feels rather than sees jimin’s chuckle.
Jimin’s focusing on the meat of his palm, thumbs digging into knots he didn’t even know he had. he does squirm then, feels himself responding to the ministrations once jimin reaches the inside of his wrist

Except once he’s there, jimin just... stop. He waits for joon to come back to the land of the living before he starts his next move: featherlight touches to his wrist. It’s sweet torture. He can’t escape, his hands clasped by jimin’s so he just sits there and takes it

he’s 98% sure this isn’t part of the ‘complimentary massage’ and it’s just jimin teasing him going by the “how’re you feeling, joonie?” sweetly said

Namjoon crosses his legs together, wills his dick to stop chubbing up. His breathy “fine! Peachy!” might’ve given him away

Jimin just hums, very pleased with himself. He moves on, turning joon’s hand palm down again and lacing their fingers together, flexing up joon’s wrist and moving it from side to side. Namjoon hates it. Hates how his heart flutters at the site of their intertwined fingers

Hates how his *dick* twitches at their size difference. He’s pretty sure jimin’s whole fist could fit in his mou—

“namjoon,” jimin warns

Jimin ends the massage on the one hand, drops it to pump more lotion for the left. “Ah it’s too bad there’s a table here, woulda enjoyed some entertainment while I worked” he teases

Feeling bold, joon answers back “maybe you can get more than a view... if you’re free later”

jimin is definitely surprised to say the least, “I thought you’d never ask. I get off in an hour, treat me to dinner and we’ll see how it goes”

They smile at each other, satisfied at the promise of more

“Now relax, I’m gonna do you...r other hand” aaaaand jimin’s smirk is back

Namjoon realizes that he likes being the centre of jimin’s attention, likes being touched and pampered, likes *jimin* & his capable hands, probably why he’s more turned on than usual

So he sits as still as he can for the next part, breathing slightly heavier and letting out the occasional squeak when it feels extra good.
Namjoon’s pretty sure he’s got a Pavlovian response to eucalyptus now, dick extra hard at the association with jimin. He doesn’t mind.

when it’s all done and he’s ready to pay, he stands up on shaky legs, the blood definitely having redirected to his dick. He sends a small prayer for the foresight of a longer shirt to cover his crotch this time

Jimin squeezes by joon to get to the cash, an unapologetic “oops” from his lips as his ass brushes joon’s crotch. Joon inhales & tries to move away except he’s backed into a wall, forced to feel that ass drag across his front.
Jimin is not sorry.
In fact, jimin looks SMUG.

“so after my shift we can go to this place down the street. Your uh... big friend is more than welcome to join us”

“Jimin... you’re not helping”

“Again, it’s not my fault you got a boner at a salon. That’s aaaall on you”

They have dinner and although the conversation is casual, they both grow restless, a heat simmering under their skin, itching to touch each other. Joon’s erection has long since flagged but he’s just... horny. He wants jimin and he wants him now.

Doesn’t look like jimin is any better with the way he keeps leaning into joon and touching him, a hand on his arm here, a squeeze to his thigh there... it’s a maddening game

They skip dessert, choose to get to jimin’s apartment since it’s closer

They’re not even out of the elevator before they crowd into each other, jimin backing joon up to the hallway wall and leaning up to kiss him hard and sloppy and so so needy. Joon’s hands end up on jimin’s ass, squeezing the meat there

They make it inside the apartment when jimin’s back on him again, “wanted you since the day you came into the dumb salon the first time ‘round” jimin mumbles, leaving a trail of kisses on joon’s jaw and neck, “and then I saw you get hard when I worked on your feet and wow”

Namjoon can’t help the groan that leaves him “I was so embarrassed but your hands are like magic, please touch me”

“Tell me pretty boy, did you think about me? Think about my hands on you? Did you think about me massaging other parts too?” cups joon’s erection and squeezes

jimin continues, “did you think about my fingers inside you?”
Joon whimpers, nodding his head. Jimin’s laugh is a little mean, they way he presses harder at joon’s hard cock and nips his jaw “you naughty boy, you did didnt you? How many times did you cum, huh? Shameless”

jimin drags a dazed joon towards his bedroom. They’re a sight for sore eyes, lips red and swollen from all the kissing, eyes blown and bulges obscene.

Jimin throws joon onto the bed, “watch”

jimin puts on a show: starts with his top, arms crossed at the bottom of his shirt and pulling up, up, up his tight tum, revealing the tattoo on his ribs, the barbell in his puffy nipple and off his head.
Namjoon isn’t sure, thinks he’s died and gone to heaven

“no baby, you’re still on earth, but I AM an angel” jimin looks so smug

fuck, musta said that out loud, joon thinks

Jimin continues his show, turns around so his back is on display, back muscles rippling with each movement

Unbuttoning his pants, jimin shimmies them down, bending over so his ass is on display and throwing a coy look back at namjoon whose fixiated on the body in front of him, itching to touch

Once his pants are off, he walks back to joon and stands between his legs, joon’s face perfect level to shove in jimin’s belly... so that’s what he does. Leaves open mouthed kisses on jimin’s belly, biting and licking and desperately clutching his hips closer.

“You’re absolutely gorgeous” joon murmurs against jimin’s skin, bending lower to mouth at jimin’s clothed cock, sucking where the tip is and leaving a wet patch in his wake. He brings jimin closer by clutching his ass, palms full of squishy flesh

jimin is enjoying this, he’s got his hands in joon’s hair directing his head, “you wanna taken em off? take em off joonie, wanna feel your pretty lips”

Let it be known that joon is a Good Boy, he pulls jimin’s underwear down and can’t help himself from touching jimin, so pretty

It’s weird that jimin is the one with power when he’s completely naked, and it’s namjoon who’s straining and aching to please. Jimin’s cock is better than joon imagined, an average size but flushed the prettiest colours, hair trimmed and neat at his pubis

Jimin brings one of his knees and presses into joon’s crotch, joon whining at the friction and humping as much as he can. Poor baby, is so turned on he can’t even speak or think

Jimin pulls back, crawls onto the bed and backs up to the headboard, legs splayed open, lazily tugging at his erection, “joonie baby, take off your clothes and come here”

namjoon blinks out of his daze, complies easily, skin overheated at being watched. He hesitates when he reached his underwear but with more prompting from jimin, he takes that off too. His dick springs free, *definitely* bigger than jimin’s, girthier and darker in color

Jimin is very appreciative, making grabby hands at namjoon. Joon doesn’t waste any time crawling over to jimin and settling between his legs.

“Hi gorgeous,” joon says as he brings their chests flush together, “like what you see?” plays with the barbell on jimin’s nipple

Jimin moans, leans up to kiss namjoon again, “mm yesss I love it, you’re so big joonie, look at my hand on you, I can barely fit”
Joon does the mistake of looking down and almost cums right then and there, jimin barely covering his girth, thumb toying with the precum at his slit

“joonie, wanna see your pretty feet on me, dyou wanna try? Show me what a good job I did on you hmm?” & joon’s so eager to please, wants to do well, so he sits back on his ass lays his feet on jimin’s thighs

Jimin can sense his hesitancy, throws out a “first time doing this?” & it makes the tension leak out of joon, remembering their first conversation “ah that obvious huh?”

so jimin takes an ankle in each hand and circles his thumb on the bone there, brings joon’s feet closer to his crotch and just lays them there. They both moan in tandem: joon at how he’s covering jimin completely and jimin shamelessly rutting against joon’s soles

jimin doesn’t take too much time like this, has had his fill and wants to SHOW joon how it’s really done, “mmm I’m gonna show you how it’s really done, kay? sit back on the headboard for me and enjoy”

their positions flipped and lube acquired, it’s jimin’s turn to sit back and stretch out his feet towards joon, toes pointed forward and pressing on either side of joon’s balls

jimin sends a quick thank you to all those yoga & dance classes for his ability to hold his legs up with minimal effort. After drizzling a generous amount of lube on joon’s cock, he reaches over and grabs onto joon’s feet, massaging at his ankles while he works him over

Joon is a total mess, a plea of “please” and “more jimin please” fallling from from his lips. Jimin takes pity on him, cradles his cock between his feet and starts jerking him.
The squelch of lube and skin is obscene, joon whimpering & begging to cum
“What a good boy, joonie”

jimin traps joon’s cock between one foot and his belly, pressing on the underside and holding it there while his other foot travels down, using the balls of his foot to massage at joon’s balls
“p-please move your foot, wanna cum so badly, feels sssooo good”

“Mm not yet love”

He’s enjoying toying with joon so much, never had a partner so big and eager to please. Jimin’s foot looks so cute and small on joon’s cock, now an angry red at being edged for so long, but he takes his time playing with him and pressing in, pulling sweet moans out of him

orders joon to open his eyes & *look*, & joon does just that, a strangled gasp leaving his mouth. It’s his literal wet dream come to life

Jimin’s still holding onto joon’s ankles, anchoring him. He cradles joon’s erection between his feet, creating a sleeve for joon to fuck into

“make yourself cum on my feet sweetie, don’t you wanna see your cum all over my toes?”
It spurs joon into action, rutting up into jimin’s feet, getting himself off, “ ‘m close jiminie, can I cum? P-please let me cum?”

“Yeah baby, cum for me”

& really that’s all that it takes to do namjoon in. A few more thrusts and hes a goner, chasing his orgasm and spilling all over himself and jimin’s cute little toes, eyes glued to the mess he’s made, wants to commit this picture to memory

Jimin helps him through it, big toe pressed on the underside of joon’s cock and milking the last few drops out of him

Joon is panting, drops of sweat making their way down his forehead and neck, flushed from exertion. His eyes are dazed, well fucked and very out of it

Jimin wiggles his sticky toes and giggles “wow namjoonie that’s a lot of cum, you like me that much?”, batting his eyelashes up at joon

& joon laughs, swipes his fingers in the cum & pulls jimin onto his lap, seals their lips together and wraps his stained hand on jimin’s dick

Jimin can’t help the moans that come out with joon jerking him off like that. Namjoon doesn’t even have to move his hand too much cause his palm pretty much covers jimin’s entire length. It’s honestly so hot cause he loves their size difference too

Jimin plays with his own nipple, tweaking the bud cause he knows he’s sensitive till joon swats him and latches on with his mouth, swirling and tugging and biting till jimin can’t do anything but throw his head back and cum, his own seed mixing with the mess from joon’s

He’s shaking from the aftermath. tired but satiated, he let’s joon shower him with kisses and affection, face in the crook of his neck nuzzling the skin there. It feels amazing. Namjoon makes him feel so small in the best ways

Jimin laughs again, “you’re such a horny mess, I can’t believe you used your cum on me!”

“Uh I didn’t see you complaining a second ago when you were nutting your brains out but go off I guess”

“Pffft you don’t have proof”

Exasperated, joon replies “UH the PROOF is your currently drying CUM on my hand!!”

Jimin’s laugh is wracking his body, nuzzles himself closer and kisses joon’s cheek, “mm you’re right, I liked that a lot”

Later, they’ll take a bubble bath together, still horny for each other but their first orgasms having taken the edge of desperation off.
Jimin ends up opening joon up in the bathtub, makes him ride him till he’s screaming, then makes joonie blow him just cause he can (✿◠‿◠)

It’s funny how joon’s friends who he lost the dare to will ask him what became of the pedi, only for him to blush tomato red and squeeze his boyfriend’s hand harder, “Uh oh I went and I hated it ha ha nothing suspicious at ALL. Also, I heard it was gonna rain today!”

Namjoon & jimin end up dating but they keep their origin story to themselves till one day joon’s had too much beer (boy can’t hold his liquor), and announces to the room at large that jimin gives the best foot jobs and he’s SO glad he got that boner at the pedi

Jimin trying to wrangle him to PLEASE SHUT UP JOONIE YOURE GONNA REGRET THIS TOMORROW while their friends are busy throwing fries at them

FIN.

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