His ass is in the air, cheeks smushed against the bed, cock trapped against himself and the bed rubbing just so in a way that doesn't satisfy him, but just makes him more frustrated. And none of this wouldn't have been an issue if it weren't for him damned roommate.

Why? Because mimi has toys. He has it all, but these days, he's just been envisioning fingers inside him- thanks to a certain college senior who he happens to be roommates with. And it's frustrating because those the seniors fingers are long and thick, joints prominent and mimi-

-knows that the drag of those fingers along his walls would be delicious. That, coupled with the senior's deep voice-

He moans softly, mind sculpting an accurate image of it. Of yoongi- murmuring in his ear, fingers up jimin's hole, coupled with the wet squelching noises of lube and oh-

'Hyung-' he gasps softly. 'Yoongi hyung-' And fuck, he can't reach that spot within him. He crooks his fingers, desperate, all to no avail. Instead he takes them out, flips over to lay on his back not noticing his door being open nor the man at the foot of his door, staring at-

-him intensely. It completely escapes his notice, because he's so frantic in how he shoves his fingers in, desperate for that release. He whines, frustrated, only to be startled into focus by a gentle coo that has his eyes popping open.

'Oh you poor thing,' and it's none other than yoongi, arms crossee over his chest, a smirk gracing his face. 'I heard you crying for me, mh?' Jimin blushes scarlet, mortified. He hadn't been that loud had he? Surely not-

'Would you like hyung to help you out, hm?' Yoongi steps closer to the bed, eyes raking over jimin's naked body. 'Want hyung to help you cum?' And fuck if jimin doesn't like the way it makes him feel- all pliant and open for yoongi to see. He nods, eagerly.

'I need to hear you say it, baby,' yoongi croons. He's so so close, yet so far. Jimin pouts. 'Please hyung,' he breathes. 'Want your fingers in me.' Yoongi's eyes darken. He crawls on top of jimin, gently cupping the younger's hand and pulling it away.

'Of course you do,' he murmurs. 'Look at these tiny fingers, hm?' A kiss on to the back of jimin's hand. 'Bet you couldn't feel a thing with these inside you.' Jimin's eyes flutter, loving how small he felt. His eyes are wide and teary, and he just parts his lips to whisper-

-a soft, 'please, i'll be so good for you.' Yoongi curses. Despite that, the way his index finger circles around jimin's rim is gentle- almost ticklish. The younger almost moans when yoongi leans in to softly suck on the rim, a sarisfied hum leaving his lips.

'So precious,' yoongi coos. 'I'll ruin you with just my fingers, pretty baby.' 'Please- ah-' he throws his head back when yoongi thrusts fwo fingers in with no warning. 'Ah fuck yes, hyung-'