powerboys | This life is all wrong for you, ddaeng

"Everyone can dance, I promise you. I would love to show you, even if you can't but... I can dance for you. Anytime." Jimin winked, wanting him to know that he had no problem with how suggestive that came out. He was prepared to throw himself all in and dance for him if it helped him get more of his attention. He was already so attached to Yoongi and he wasn't sure why or how it had built up. He just knew he wanted to make him happy.

Frowning, he looked at the box and picked it up delicately. It was a gift, why was he getting it? People never got him gifts. Only Tae. Slowly, he opened it and peered inside. Oh! Oh no, it was pretty. "Yoongi-hyung! It's so beautiful! It's for me?"

"I can dance. In theory. Not that well, but I did some bboying back in the day. I just don't dance these days." Yoongi rolled his eyes at Jimin's flirting, not that he could blame him. He had unintentionally started it after all, since apparently he couldn't control himself around Jimin. "I'm sure you're a great dancer." He had no idea, but anyone would have to love watching that body move.

He leaned back so he could watch Jimin's reaction, loving how his eyes lit up. He shrugged his shoulders. "Might as well keep them. I saw them lying around." Saw them on display in a store, where they made him think about Jimin. Whatever, same difference. He reached out with one hand, touching Jimin's earlobe. "You have your ears pierced, so..."

"I do, Tae did it for me." He felt Yoongi's fingers on his ear and exhaled slowly, trying to contain any noises that'd leave him. He adored Yoongi's touch, it was so rare but so welcomed. He looked back at the box and eyed the fancy gift, not caring if he just gave him something that was lying around - it was still a gift.

"I will have to get you a gift, Yoongi-hyung." Jimin laughed playfully and blushed as he leaned into Yoongi and nuzzled him lightly against the shoulder, aiming for silly so he could get away with touching him. "You make me very happy, I owe you a gift."

"Don't be ridiculous. I can buy stuff for myself." But as dismissive as his words might have been, Yoongi was also taking the initiative and carefully taking out one of Jimin's earrings, putting it in the box so it wouldn't be lost, in case there was sentimental value. There definitely wasn't any money value, but Yoongi knew very well that that didn't always matter. Nevertheless he put the first earring he had bought in, careful not to hurt Jimin, then put a hand on Jimin's cheek so he could turn his head. He took out the other earring and once again exchanged it for the one he had bought, while his thumb drew gentle circles on the side of Jimin's neck.

He let go of him finally, reluctant as he was about it, and moved back to lean in his chair, making some distance between them. But his eyes didn't leave Jimin. "They look good on you."

Jimin's heart was hammering in his chest. Was this what a proper crush felt like? He'd never known. His love life was mostly scummy guys who wanted to use him, liars and the one time he thought he liked Tae - he didn't, he got over that very swiftly. Yoongi was different. Yoongi liked him. When his thumb circled around his neck, he let out a light exhale of pleasure and tried his best not to make a stupid sound.

As he sat there, wearing his new earrings and feeling so touched by all of this, he looked right at Yoongi and felt like he wanted to cry. Luckily, he didn't. "You're too kind to me, Yoongi-hyung." He didn't know why. "I like when you touch me."

He shuffled a little and tried to fight off his nerves. "You know, about what you said the other week... I wouldn't ever play around with you."

"No? I thought you liked to play. That's all you want to do." He was teasing him, definitely, repeating some words back at him, but that was easier than dealing with what Jimin actually was trying to say, because he didn't know how to deal with that. Yoongi didn't do relationships. He sometimes had sex with hot guys, sure. Every now and then there had also been ones he had had more than once. But he had made sure there wouldn't ever be an emotional connection.

He knew that wouldn't be possible with Jimin, who seemed to be nothing but emotional. "Don't worry. I wouldn't let you play with me." Best to get that out of the way. "Everyone else here is nice to you, right? No bad playmates?"

"There's a difference in playing. I'll always play with you, I'll never play you." Jimin clarified as he started to move around in his seat, looking over at the dance floor and wishing that Yoongi would dance with him. Maybe he could make him. He got up and stretched a little. "Everyone is nice, no one has been a jerk. I like it a lot here. This is nice, it's a place to belong."

He leaned on the back of his chair and looked down at Yoongi. "I want to dance. My shift just ended so I can! You can watch me but you could join me. If you wanna."

"Good. You let me know if anyone is bothering you. Or Hobi." Yoongi had already made sure that Hobi knew that Jimin's comfort went above anything. If he had to have some customers banned from the club to give Jimin his peace of mind, he honestly didn't care.

"I'll watch you," he promised, while taking another drink from the cocktail. He did take out the umbrella and hold it above his head for just a moment, grinning at Jimin and not caring that it looked stupid. "I'm glad I got this, it's been looking like it might rain."

"It'll keep you safe from the storm!" Jimin declared proudly as he already started to dance towards the dance floor, very peppy and energetic. He had a lot of fun dancing and he had a lot of stream to blow off. Besides, he wanted to keep Yoongi happy. Hence why he kept looking over at him and smiling, getting all blushy and giggly whenever he did something a bit showy.

Some guys tried to dance with him but he slipped away from them every time, not letting them touch him. He wasn't playing games, he wanted this to be for Yoongi.

Yoongi kept to his promise and watched him, feeling as if he was unable to look away, really. He was lucky that Jungkook or Namjoon weren't here or he'd never hear the end of this. Instead he had time to himself, had the time to imagine what it would be like if he could take Jimin home with him after this. He had no plans of doing so, but it was a nice fantasy to indulge. He watched how the earrings caught the light when Jimin moved and found himself already debating what else he could get him.

A bad road to go down on but, hey. He could spoil a boy without sleeping with him, that was hardly against the rules.

When Jimin was done dancing, he went to the bar to do some quick shots before dancing back over to Yoongi and dropping down in the same seat as before. He was a bit sweater now and a lot more excited but he smiled all the time at Yoongi, that special, soft smile he maintained for Yoongi. Just for Yoongi. "I love this music, it's so fun out there. It's a shame you can't dance, king Yoongi!"

Giggling, he reached out and stroked along Yoongi's chest. "One day maybe. I'll get you to dance. One day."

Yoongi moved his hand to snatch Jimin's wrist, although he was relatively gentle in moving him back, making sure he wasn't all over him any longer. "Don't touch me."

One day he'd be able to say that to Jimin and sound resolute instead of breathy with an edge of lust-filled, but it was evidently not this day. "Tae is supposed to visit Jungkook tomorrow, check in with him. Make sure you tag along, I think Jungkook could use the company. He gets bored easily." Something he imagined Jimin could relate to.

"I can, yes. I'll tag along." His hand was still holding him as he gently moved him back and released. Slowly, the breath left him and he stared at Yoongi, clearly turned on. It was hard to miss the lust in his eyes but hell, Yoongi spoke to him like that and it went straight through him.

"When will I next get to see you, hyung?" He wanted to know, he didn't want to be away from him too long. "I get lonely without you."

Yoongi looked at Jimin's lips, imagining all too vividly what it would be like to kiss them, what it would be like to feel him move against him. He was so beautiful, it was difficult to focus. Dangerous, he knew that much. "I don't think you'll ever be lonely around here, Jimin."

He wanted to take him home with him. Damn. He had to leave before he gave in to that. "Anyway, I don't know. I'm a busy man. I'll come by some time."

For a moment he pressed his lips together, then he reached out and touched Jimin's ear again, gently running a finger along his earlobe. "You better be wearing these when I next see you."

"Of course I will. Good luck making me take them off." Smiling at Yoongi, he licked his lips seductively and batted his eyelids, doing that look that made so many men want him. For so many reasons. He knew he had a way to get to Yoongi, he knew how easy it was to use that too.

Still, he knew that Yoongi needed time. Time to love him.

"I hope you're not too busy to come by and see how good I look in these." After all, he hadn't seen them yet himself but he knew he had to look good. Yoongi barely stopped looking at him.

"Brat." Yoongi tried to fight the smile off and finally let go of Jimin, shaking his head. Damn it. He had to stop letting the kid get to him. He really had to stop playing with him. Giving him rules, buying him presents, he knew what he was doing, he just couldn't seem to not.

Damn it. He got up with another shake of his head and headed for the exit, followed by two of his guards who just seamlessly came from wherever they'd been standing by on the side. He had good men.

This life is all wrong for you, ddaeng

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