The night was in full swing. Before going to Yoongi’s, they walked around the area a little, found out which of them was older, and, in principle, Yoon gave time for Park to stop being so shy about him. Of course, this was not enough, and the guy did not hold Jimin, he could leave at any moment, but he himself seemed to be stuck and did not want to come unstuck. After walking around, Min called a taxi and gave his address.

“I live with my sister,” he said when they were on the road, “but now my sister is on a business trip, so I’m alone.”

All the way they talked about various little things, but Jimin couldn’t get the phrase Taehyung said.

"He likes to sleep with handsome boys."

"Sleeping with Boys"

Pursing his lips, Jimin turned to the window. They were going to his house clearly not to drink tea, the guy understood this very well. But why does he feel somehow sad at the thought that he will end up on this list of “next boys”? Are his friends really so cold-blooded that they agreed to entrust him into the hands of such a person? On the other hand, no one is forcing Park to do this, right? So why is he going to Suga himself now?

"What are you thinking about?“ The elder’s velvety voice instantly brought the younger out of his thoughts. Pursing his lips, he just shook his head. "You can ask about anything that interests you".

“Taehyung said that you…”

Jimin turned to the guy and looked at him expectantly. Yoongi didn’t even raise an eyebrow in response.

"That you like to sleep with beautiful boys... Have you had a lot of them?"

A shadow of thoughtfulness flashed across Suga’s face and Jimin immediately realized that yes.

“I hope you will be the last and stay for a long time.”

The answer sounded sudden and straightforward. Jimin didn’t have time to think of anything before the taxi stopped at the house.

"We arrived".

The house turned out to be private and not very large. Walking inside, Yoongi casually kicked off his massive shoes and took off his jacket, revealing wide, toned back. The T-shirt fit the male body, emphasizing the relief of the muscles. Park froze for a couple of seconds, involuntarily staring at his new acquaintance.

"Come to my room. Second door on the left" - Having said this, the guy left somewhere.

Park undressed and quietly walked to where he was told. Opening the doors and turning on the lights, he fell into a silent stupor. The room was completely inconsistent with how Min himself looked and acted. Everything was decorated in delicate colors: soft pink, blue, and sometimes warm yellow. Jimin even admitted that he had the wrong door, but the packaged condoms lying on the nice table said otherwise. A double bed with a fancy twisted headboard was located in the center of the wall, with a large plasma screen hanging opposite. The bed was made with faded pink linens. Continuing to be in a state of slight shock, Jimin looked around the room and then approached the table. There was a pack of condoms, an open pack of cigarettes, and an ashtray nearby. Strangely, there was no smell of smoking in the room at all. A little further away there were some small tubes.

"I warmed up some pizza for us" Yoongi suddenly entered the room and immediately met the puzzled gaze of the younger man. "Take off your clothes, in my room hot".

Jimin stopped again, as if rooted to the spot. Yoongi managed to change into light blue sweatpants with small ducks. The T-shirt was also loose, but a simple white color. The one who stood in front of him now and the one he met in the club were they really the same person?

Approaching Park, who was in shock, Suga put a plate of delicious-smelling pizza on the table and removed the ashtray from it. Pushing the table to the bed, he climbed onto it and patted the free space.

“Fuck,” was all that flashed through Jimin’s head. Without saying anything, he walked over to the bed and lay down next to him. Yoongi immediately took a piece of pizza and handed it to the guy.

"Four cheeses. I hope you like cheese".

Park again said nothing and began to eat what was given. Suga reached for the remote control and turned on the TV. Opening the browser, he typed in the name of a movie and pressed play. Throwing the remote control aside, he put his hand on Park's lower stomach and he immediately coughed.

"What are you doing? Should I bring some water?"

"N-no, everything’s fine".

Having stuffed a huge piece into himself, Jimin stood up on his elbow and stared at Yoongi, who, in turn, was watching the movie he had turned on. The guy was cute, but what Jimin liked most was his lips. It were pale pink and resembled a bow. They probably tasted as sweet as candy.

"Why are you staring like that again?" - Min asked in a low voice, like in a club.

“We came here...” Jimin began and licked his lips. Embarrassedly placing his palm on someone else’s stomach, he slowly climbed his fingers under the T-shirt, immediately feeling the warm skin and relief of the abs. Goosebumps ran through his body; Jimin had not had sex for a long time, especially with such a guy in uniform. "Well, the two of us..."

Yoongi turned his head to the guy and he, with a slight hesitation, covered Yoongi's lips with his. Pleasant warm waves of pleasure swept through the body. Yoongi was an excellent kisser, his lips were too soft. Unable to bear the uncomfortable position, Jimin threw his leg over the elder, straddling him, but without breaking the kiss. Suga’s hands immediately fell on his else’s hips and lightly squeezed them, causing Park to exhale languidly, breaking away. Slowly opening his eyes, he ran the tip of his tongue over his lips.

“You’re a good kisser,” Suga responded and smiled at the edges of his lips.

“You’re not a mistake either,” smiling back, Jimin leaned down again to the elder’s face and continued in a whisper, “you said that you like to sleep with handsome boys. So why are you waiting? Or am I not handsome enough for you?"

Feeling someone else's breath, Suga silently grinned and moved his hands from his hips to his waist.

“I thought you wouldn’t offer.”

Jimin, like a fool, broke out into an anticipatory smile and wanted to straighten up to take off his T-shirt, but he was immediately thrown onto his back, raked into hugs. Having crushed the guy under him, Suga threw his leg over him, for greater confidence, and closed his eyes. Jimin stared blankly at the ceiling, waiting for further action, but none happened. What does the elder do? What is this strange pose?

The guy tried to move his hand, but Min's embrace was so tight that it was very difficult to do so. After lying there for a couple of minutes, Park still turned his head to the side to look at Yoongi, but became even more confused.

Min Yoongi snored quietly, burying himself in the younger’s shoulder, as if he were a huge teddy bear.

"Hey?" Jimin tried to twitch, but in just a couple of minutes this guy managed to fall asleep so soundly!

"H-hey, Yoongi?.."

Suga was silent.

"And this is called hot sex?.." Exhaling, Jimin gave in and also closed his eyes, catching himself thinking that he enjoyed such hugs.