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 βLord, itβs so good that youβre safe,β 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 elseβs lips and the palms tightly squeezing his sides, he just as gently penetrated with his tongue and deepened the kiss.
βNamjoon will kill us,β he whispered, pressing his forehead against the younger Yoongiβs, βor worse, heβll fire us.β
Jimin then laughed, lightly poked him in the side and ran into his arms again.
βYou have a problem with priorities, Investigator Min.β
Fanfic: βThe answers are in your nameβ
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