gashina;; yoonmin

sixteen

after the long ass meeting, the alphas started to leave, looking lovingly at the couple.

yoongi obviously just glared at them.

as everyone got out, yoongi started pinching jimin's thighs to wake him up.

"yoongay... let me sleep." jimin said laying his head comfortably on his mate's chest.

"i cant sit here all day just cause u wanna sleep." yoongi replied pushing the omega off his chest.

jimin grunted, pouting.

"i hate you." he whispered, standing up from his seat and starting to walk off.

"wait for me, bitch." yoongi said grabbing his papers.

"now... are you done with your pack work?" jimin asks, yawning loudly.

"no. i have to go to chanyeol's to talk to his father about baekhyun's wedding preparations." yoongi said walking into his room and putting the papers in a file.

"are they getting married?" jimin looked shocked at the news.

"yeah, after all they've been mates from three years now." yoongi replied grabbing a tie from the large wardrobe.

"oh." jimin whispered.

yoongi looked at himself in the mirror, brushing his hair with his hand.

"let's go." he then said, exiting his room and locking it after jimin got out.

they both walked fastly towards the garage, getting into one of the black cars and yoongi started to drive off.

jimin got his phone and played one of his favorite songs out loud.

yoongi rolled his eyes.

"i hate this song so f*****g much." yoongi commented disgusted.

"your music taste suck. power up is such a good song." jimin said giggling.

"ba banana ba banana." he started singing, just to piss the older off.

"i get why you like them. your annoying voice matches their. you should be the sixth member." yoongi stated irritated.

"my bias in irene. totally. i mean she's so pretty." jimin said ignorning suga.

"no, wait. my bias is yeri... definitely." jimin said re-thinking his answer.

"who am i kidding... joy is my ultimate, for sure." jimin blabbered, concentrated.

"fuck... what about baby wendy? i love her so much, with my whole heart." jimin continued, lost in his red velvety world.

"seulgi, s**t, f**k me har-" jimin said getting interrupted.

"i cant believe you just said that you wanna get f****d by a girl." yoongi murmured looking at his as he was crazy.

"that's an exception, okay? i mean, did you saw seulgi dancing? she's so hot." jimin said in love.

"im hotter." yoongi grunted clearly pissed.

"b***h, where?" jimin lied.

"you dont want me to f**k you in the back seat, now do you?" suga said gritting his teeth.

jimin felt his d**k twitch.

no, jimin, get yourself together. you dont want him to f**k you, right?

yes, pls-

"ew, i would rather look at boobs then have your d**k in my ass." jimin replied.

"sure, you would." yoongi said ironically.

jimin just rolled his eyes.

after twenty minutes of red velvet songs, they finally reached their destination.

"this is an important matter so you better shut up this time if you dont want to ruin your friend's wedding." yoongi said getting off the car.

"whatever." jimin replied.

they were greeted by one of the alphas who kindly leaded their way to the mr. park's office.

chanyeol's father was really surprised to see jimin beside yoongi.

"alpha park, this is my mate, park jimin."

the man nodded, smiling at the adorable omega.

"so, do you want some tea or coffee?" he asked the two guests.

"tea would be fine-"

"no, coffee is better-"

"tea has less caffeine in it."

"no one asked."

"b***h-"

"w***e-"

"boys!" the alpha interruped the two, banging his hand on the table.

"ill get you one tea and a coffee, okay? no need to fight." he said afterwards, calming the two mates down.

"yeah, excuse me mr. park, i didnt meant to use such inappropriate language." yoongi apologized.

"what do you mean! you always talk like that and you mean it. 100%." jimin said forrowing his brows.

"can you shut the f**k up." yoongi replied glaring at him.

"im just saying the truth." jimin defended himself.

"get out, ive had enough of you." yoongi said pointing at the door.

jimin scoffed but stood up and got out of the room.

as he left, he started to admire the victorian styles corridors and the painting on the walls.

taehyung would love this place. jimin thinks, smiling at the thought.

"jimin, right?" a boy asked, appearing from god knows where.

"yeah, that's me." he said nodding.

"do you wanna have some fun?" he demanded the omega.

"fun?" jimin wondered if he meant the dirty side of the word or the innocent one.

"yeah, like you and me... in a bed. y'know." the man repeated.

jimin thought about it.

and then, smiled.

"i would love to."

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as yoongi finished his long discussion with the alpha, he finally came out of the office room, looking for jimin.

there was no sign of his mate.

"jimin? jimin-ah?" he shouted through the corridors.

little did he know that his omega was having fun with someone else.

"where the hell is he?" he muttered, opening random doors.

after a whole half an hour, he reached one of the top floors and hear some noises.

he grabbed the first door handle and he opened the door, finding a scene that made him go crazy.

jimin was a moaning mess, naked and all flustered. on top of him, there was a man who was violently pounding into the omega, making him scream and roll his eyes back from the overstimulation.

yoongi just stood at the door, shocked and furious.

"park jimin! what the f**k!" he shouted trying to control himself from killing the other alpha.

jimin whimpered, opening his eyes and finding a red eyed alpha who was on the edge.

the alpha got off jimin and looking for his boxers, panicking slightly.

"alpha min, it's not what it looks like-" the man said trying not to get killed.

yoongi's breathing was ragging.

"get out. get the f**k out before i murder you!" yoongi roared making the boy run out of the door, still half naked.

jimin grabbed the bedsheet, pulling it over his body.

he now felt scared of the alpha.

"yoongi... im sorry-" he whispered, lowering his head.

"save it for later, omega. your father will be so proud of you after knowing that his son is a slut." yoongi just muttered without looking at his mate.

"no, yoongi, pls dont tell-" jimin begged biting his lip, starting of tear up.

"shut up and put some clothes on." yoongi said throwning jimins shirt at him.

jimin wore his shirt and jeans, crying silently.

"im sorry yoongi, i dont know what was i thinki-" jimin repeated, grabbing yoongi's arm as he followed him out.

"dont f*****g touch me." yoongi said harshly pushing the omega.

jimin then, bursted out crying, falling on the floor.

yoongi didnt care at all.