Vi's World

Okay but I see a ton of babyboy Thoma being dominated by Ayoto ...where's my powerful commissioner giving up power to his retainer fics at? I want Ayoto letting Thoma be in charge because he controls so much day to day and he trusts his blonde lover with everything in him

Another YM Drabble

Jimin felt the sun on his face, waking him up slowly. His body was sore in all the best ways. He reached out for the man who made him that way.

But the bed was empty beside him, cold too. He looked around and all signs of Yoongi were gone. Jimin blinked rapidly - trying not to cry.

Yoongi, who he had been friends with for three years previously, had asked him to dinner. Had kissed him deeply. Had made love to him tenderly. Now he was just gone.

Pulling on a grey cotton shirt but not bothering with anything else Jimin stumbled around the apartment - hoping to find the elder. Nothing.

His vision had started to blur - tears threatening to spill - as he held onto the counter to stay upright. Soft sobs had started to shake his body when the door to his apartment opened.

"Jiminah?" Yoongi's voice was the sweetest music to the youngers ears.

"Hyung?"

"Jiminah, what's wrong? Are you in pain?" Yoongi crossed the room to wrap the blonde in his arms, a bag of food from Jimins favorite breakfast place in hand.

"I...I thought you'd left..." jimin whimpers in a soft voice.

"Oh, baby no I just went to get us breakfast."

"Baby?"

"Too much?"

"No Yoonie, its perfect."

Jimin burrowed into Yoongi's chest hugging him tight.

"Jiminah?" Whispered the elder.

"Hmm?"

"I'm sorry I didn't tell you I was getting food. I just wanted to surprise you."

Jimin gripped Yoongi's chin softly, "it's okay. I was just being dramatic."

"My dramatic baby."

"Yours," jimin whispered against his

/boyfriends/ lips before pulling the elder into a deep kiss.

Canon compliant YM based off of some fanart...

"Aish park jimin! Come on, we have to go!" Namjoon was calling the only member not assembled back stage.

"I'll go get him." Yoongi sighed, handing his microphone to Hoseok.

It didn't take more than rounding a corner for him to find the missing member.

"Jiminah what are you doing? Joons losing his mind."

"Hyung." Jimin looked up from his hands with a small smirk,

"I was hoping you'd come get me."

Yoongi rolled his eyes. Ever since he'd come back from surgery something had shifted between them. The glances were longer, touches lingered, Jimin even accompanied him to physio therapy.

The elder felt guilty about just how much he enjoyed it. Just how much her reveled in Jimin reaching for his hand when they walked the museum together. And it didn't stop there.

Lately, Jimin had taken to visiting him in his new studio. Curled up on the couch with Toro the younger would nap or listen to Yoongi working. And when Yoongi got tired he'd just curl up with his band mate. Nothing weird about that.

No what was maybe a little weird were the kisses. The gentle slide of lips as they curled up napping. They never spoke about it in the light of day but in that place between sleep and awake they'd mapped the inside of eachothers mouths and the dips of their skin.

But this was the light of day. And Jimin was looking at him like he held all the answers the younger would ever need.

"I'm so happy you're back, hyung." Jimin stepped forward one arm around yoongis waist and the other cupping his cheek.

"Me too Min-ah but we're gonna be late."

"Just one last thing."

In a moment Jimins arms were wrapping around him as their mouths met. Immediately, there was a soft tongue licking the seam of Yoongi's lips. And he let Jimin deepen the kiss, tongues tangling briefly before the younger pulled back.

"Good luck, hyungie."

"Good luck Min-ah." Yoongi whispered against the others open mouth before pressing a gentle kiss on it.

He took Jimin's hand and dragged him to the rest of the group. And if they didn't let go until it was time to head to stage no one mentioned it.

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"Food's here," Hoseok poked his head into the room he shared with Jimin when they stayed in the dorms.

"Thanks hyung! I'll be out in a few." Jimin put the towel he'd been drying his hair with on the hook and made his way to the kitchen slowly.

He hadn't put a shirt on as he was planning to get food and eat in his room before passing out. Two days of concerts after more than a year meant he was already feeling drowsy and his body was aching.

But he knew there would be nothing left if he didn't immediately get food. Jungkook and Jin could eat.

"Hyung! Where is your shirt?" Jungkook acted scandalized as Jimin walked past the living room where he, Tae, and Hoseok were digging in.

"Shut up." He said flipping the giggling maknae off.

Alone in the kitchen, Jimin started gathering black bean noodles and all the other things he'd been forgoing ahead of the shows. He was about to grab a beer when someone else entered the kitchen.

"Min-ah?" Jimin turned at Yoongi's voice. The other looked especially like a dumping with an obvious pillow crease on his cheek and his glasses perched on his button nose.

"Hyungie have you been asleep all this time?"

"It was an accident - I just sat down on my bed and the next thing I knew Jin-hyung was shaking me awake to eat." Yoongi waddled over eyeing the spread then Jimin.

In a surprisingly short amount of time, the elder had Jimin pressed against the counter left hand tracing the letters in NEVERMIND.

"Smells good." Yoongi said conversationally, thumb sliding dangerously close to Jimin's rapidly hardening nipple.

"Yea I've been dying for noodles. Stupid pre-concert meal plans."

"I wasn't talking about the food." Yoongi was running his nose against the underside of Jimins jaw and speaking softly into his skin. Just breathing and standing incredibly close. Making Jimin's heart beat erratically.

"Hyung, someone...anyone could walk in." Jimin whispered back but his arms wound around the others neck anyways.

"Jimin, want to have a few beers in my room?" Yoongi asked, intentionally loud.

"Sure hyung just don't fall asleep on me again." Jimin replied knowing the others would hear.

Yoongi then went to pull away, actually going to get them both food, but stopped quickly and pressed a kiss to Jimin's cheek first. Jimin ruffled his hyungs blonde locks before stepping away from the counter.

"Where are you going?"

"To get a shirt Hyungie!"

"Bah, you can borrow one of mine it's not a big deal. It's nothing we all haven't seen before." But even as Yoongi played it cool Jimin saw the desire in his hyungs eyes and the pink creeping up his pale cheeks.

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"Hyung?" Jimin was sprawled out on Yoongi's bed. Head pillowed on the elder's chest while the freshly dyed blonde stroked the youngers tattoo.

"Mhmm?" Yoongi mumbled.

"What is this?"

"What is what?"

"The kissing, the touching, the checking on the other all the time...what is it?"

"Its me..caring about you."

"But not the way you care about the others?"

"No. No, definitely not."

"So it's more like..." the word boyfriends sat on the tip of Jimin's tongue but he was too afraid to say it. Instead he looked up into his reliable hyung's eyes praying for some clarity.

What he saw was enough to knock the wind out of him.

Yoongi was looking at him with adoration and Jimin, emboldened, finished his thought, "...boyfriends?"

Yoongi smiled gently, "Jiminie you know how hard that would be."

"But would you want it?"

"Well of course...but maybe not publicly yet? I don't know if people are ready..."

Jimin leaned up and kissed him soundly, "but we could...still..." Jimin waved his hand

In an unnecessarily complicated move.

"Yes Jimin we could still date. Just not publicly." Yoongi laughed, fond, and placed a kiss on Jimins nose.

"But we'll have to tell the guys very first."

"Definitely, not that Joon will be all that surprised I think he knew I liked you."

Jimin smiled at his /boyfriend/ and kissed him. Things were getting heated, yoongi's shirt was somewhere on his bed, when the door slammed and Jin shrieked.

"Well, guess they'll know now." The duo laughed.

Every time I see mimis photofolio the queer energy is SO strong I almost pass out.