20: Let go *19+*

"O-ow!" Yoongi winced from pain as he sat on the bathroom counter while I cleaned the wound on the back of his head.

When Taehyungie pushed him into the portrait he hit his head against a painting and it shattered, I could've taken him to a hospital but I didnt see it as necessary.

"Quit being a pussy and drink your booze." I stated knowing full well I gave him water, not booze.

"I could but I prefer annoying you," Yoongi joked taking a gulp of his 'booze', "By the way this is the worst booze I've ever had, it's taste less."

"Maybe you're just used to the taste already." I joked pulling the teeniest tiniest peace of glass out of his neck, "I can do that?!" Yoongi suddenly exclaimed with a horrified expression, of course he'll believe me so easily🤦

"Sit still before a stab you and kill you." I stated hoping he'd believe that too and sit still, suddenly his face led up and he started moving his whole entire body around. Kicking his legs and punching the air playfully.

I held up a pair scissors as if getting ready to stab him, he smiled brightly and held his arms out as if wanting me to.... do it.

"Mm? Did I not move enough?" He questioned breaking me out of my thoughts, "Do you want me to.... kill you, i mean. Do you really want that?"

"Yes." Yoongi answered shaking his head frantically, "Hey, stop!" I exclaimed holding his head still so he'd stop moving it.

"Why do you want to die?" I asked still cupping his cheeks, "It doesn't matter, as long as I get to die." He said with a happy smile.

"It matters to me, I'll kill you when you tell me." I said not planning on hurting him whatsoever, once again his face led up and he started explaining.

"Because I know that I'm a screw up and no one's ever gonna love me, even my parents took the first excuse they could to hide me behind closed doors and throw me away. So if I'm dead I stop being such a burden and the people a care about can be happier."

I couldn't help but start to tear up, I've never seen this side of him before. He looks so happy while he's calling himself a burden, I never knew how miserable he was, was he even like this when we lost saw each other?

I couldn't do anything besides hug his fragile body, at that moment I wanted to take all his pain away. I wanted to be his reason to live, and at that very moment I realized the reality I wished wasn't real, I realized the life I wished I had left behind was still somewhere lurking in the shadows of my mind.

I realized I still loved him. More then I did before amd that was the most terrifying realization I've had in a long time. He broke my heart, he just left me without even saying anything, he didn't even have the heart to at least break up with me. But no, he just ran away and forgot about me and I was so scared that he'd do it again.

Yoongi's perspective:

I stared at the empty wall while I was being embraced tightly by the little brats almost sobbing body, I only spoke the truth and he's acting like this. So fragile honestly.

Nonetheless I allowed him to embrace me without any effort of returning the hug, of course I'm going to touch his ass though.

I understand that there's no way I'd even be considering touching him while I'm sobber so I must've been drunk, but that didn't stop me. Not even the slightest bit.

"Y-you can't you wait until you're sobber?!" The little brat exclaimed still not putting in an effort to stop my fingering, "No, when I'm sobber I'll respect a little thing called consent, and I don't want to do that.... I want you to beg me to stop when I fuck you." I explained heightening my pace and he heightened his moans along with my hand.

"B-but I'm gonna c-cu-ah!" How much I love.taking his breathe away, literally. "Cum? Is that what you meant? You wanna cum?" I teased bringing his body closer to my own, "No, you're not gonna do that until I give you permission to." I stated watching his legs begin to shake, I'm rather proud that I found what he likes so quickly. We've never had sex before and even we had and I just can't remember, then I can't remember. And i definitely won't remember finding his gspot and knowing where it is.

"P-please let me cum hyung," The brat begged with teary eyes that I assume I is from my confession of my view on death, "I-its really hard to hold it." He continued staring straight into my eyes.

I leaned in to whisper in his ear, "No...." I whispered hitting his sweet spot directly one last time before my little brats pants became wet with cum.

"I told you not to cum."

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry please don't stop I'm sorry." I heard him beg while he held onto my arms, I course had to tease him and I stopped even after he begged me not to.

I pulled my index finger out of his beautiful little hole and smirked at his whines, "N-no, please hyung!" He begged and begged but he'll need to do better for me to 'forgive him'.

"Why don't you beg a little more?" I teased lifting up his chin so he would look at me, suddenly his face turned from desperateness to regret.

"N-no, we need to stop." He said getting up and pulling his shorts back up, "Why?" I asked very clearly disappointed.

"Because you're drunk! And I'm just being controlled by my omega hormones thi-this isn't the time!"

"When will there ever be a time? By tomorrow I won't want disrespect your personal space,and you'll be too shy to ask. So when will the right time be?"

"If you can't love me when your sobber then you can't love me at all." Jimin said with a sad expression, he then started ignoring all my please to the point that I was begging him fuck withe but he just kept cleaning my wound on my neck.

"Come on, I don't want you drinking anymore. Where's your bedroom?" The little brat spoke helping me off the counter, "It's the last door down the hall." I said knowing we were already on the second floor.

My brat helped me stumble my way to my bedroom, I think I blacked out along the way cause I don't remember getting there. But suddenly I was in my bed and the brat was desperately trying to get me to let him go, I was holding his waist like my life depended on it.

I don't think he realized that I could hear him and he said, "Hyung I wished you stayed with me, I love you so much and it really hurts. Why can't you let go?"