Like what you see? (Patreon)

Jimin has always loved going to yoga, especially now that he’s getting older, he really needs the stretch.

It’s been smooth sailing with their last yoga instructor. She was kind, and always helped him so much. But now, there’s this new instructor who’s just a tad too much.

Jimin has been biting his tongue, but Jeongguk gets on his nerves with his playful and quirky attitude, the way he seems to have everyone down bad with just a grin. He’s some sort of young hotshot that thinks he can earn everyone’s favour by being slimy.

Jimin hates smooth talkers. And he hates them mainly because he is one himself. He sees through the whole package. And he definitely sees through Jeongguk.

Jeongguk is always targeting the hot women, trying to ‘explain’ things when really he’s just coping a feel and Jimin just rolls his eyes.

One time, when he’s the first to enter, Jeongguk is preparing the room without a fucking shirt on and it’s just too much.

What a fucking show-off.

Jimin glares at him, even though Jeongguk can’t see it. He’s busy putting down the mats, back turned towards him.

It’s broad. Jimin admits a little reluctantly. He’s only seen Jeongguk in loose shirts, but he has a sleeper build. His back alone, is all rippling muscle, every little line visible, and when he moves around he looks so strong.

And then there’s also an entire sleeve around his arm, from his shoulder down to his hand. Jimin folds his arms and purses his lips, trying very hard not to stare but he has a fucking weakness for tattoos and muscles and lip piercings- oh, Jeongguk is looking at him.

He gives him that grin and wink that he always gives the hot women as well, and Jimin pokes his tongue in his cheek, trying to not feel flattered.

Instead he just walks closer.

“You can’t walk around like this. It’s unprofessional.”

He says, very proud of himself for being able to say that when Jeongguk’s front is turned towards him and he can see big peck and abs in his peripheral.

Jeongguk blinks, looks down at his own body, then back up with a small smirk.

“Why? Like what you see?”

How fucking dare he be so right?