And somehow everything froze, Jimin froze, Yoongi froze. It seemed that even the annoying hours in the silence of the corridor fell silent when Min pecked the younger one on one cheek, then on the other, and with a quiet “Lord, it’s so good that you’re safe,” he pressed himself to the lips of Puck, who was stunned by such a gift of fate.
He kissed Min as if the younger one would crumble into a million pieces in his hands. Gently and reverently, intercepting first the lower and then the upper lip, and when he felt the reciprocal movement of someone else’s lips and the palms tightly squeezing his sides, he just as gently penetrated with his tongue and deepened the kiss.
“Namjoon will kill us,” he whispered, pressing his forehead against the younger Yoongi’s, “or worse, he’ll fire us.”
Jimin then laughed, lightly poked him in the side and ran into his arms again.
“You have a problem with priorities, Investigator Min.”
Fanfic: “The answers are in your name”
author: The_future_gonna_be_okey
J Rio Garson
2024-02-09 00:36:25 +0000 UTCChey
2024-02-08 14:30:58 +0000 UTC