💞 nsfw will be involved in moments through the au 💞
💞 side ship: sope 💞
💞 enjoy! 💞
sweat dripped off of jungkook’s body, the male applying a small towel on his forehead; a football (soccer) ball resting under his foot. dribbling it towards the bench, the brunette took huge gulps of water from the bottle resting on the object.
“we get it, we get it. you both are in love. and living together.”
“you make it sound like we are 16.”
“bunny boy, i’m not yoo- oh hi baby!” hoseok’s voice raising in surprise, wrapping his arms around him. “i thought you were at home cooking?” questioned the young man.
jimin blinked himself awake, huffing at the small streak of sunlight spilling onto his face which only made him roll over. checking the time, he saw he had 15 minutes before his alarm went off but he knew there was no point trying to go back to sleep so he got up.
“how could you say that?! you’ll jinx everything now!” pouted taehyung, folding his arms.
“who’s jinxing what now?” a familiar voice ringing in jimin’s ear making him turn around.
“a good looking one.”
“how about i buy you a hotdog or something there? as a token of my apology.”
“that would be cool, thank you jimin.” the boy now grinning. “i should get to class now.”
“minjae totally has a crush on you.” tae spoke.
“and you’re a blushing mess around jin. what /about/ it?” jimin shot back maybe a little too harshly, sighing at his words making friends shocked.
“tae. i didn’t mean-“ not able to finish his sentence, boy walking off.
“17...18...19...20.” muttering to himself before it bounces once again in the air and kicking it into the goal.
jungkook sat on the bench, listening to the coach speak before allowing the captain to take over in speech. nodding to every word, he took a gulp of his bottled water; standing up.
more like someone.
the dance student looked at how filled their school stadium was, impressed by the number. tae wasn’t answering any of his calls nor texts so he ended up coming alone; knowing jin took tae’s side. as if the universe knew he needed someone, he saw minjae.
“it’s alright! you owe me a hot dog, remember?” causing both of the men to chuckle at his comment. nodding slowly, jimin smiled.
“how about i get it then. follow me.”
“mhm!” jimin responded.
“when someone’s about to hit me, yeah.” minjae mumbled, not expecting jimin to hear.
“you get bullied?” sorrow evident in the petite’s voice. shrugging it off, minjae smiled. “are you feeling watched?”
jungkook’s team were still in a celebratory state, everyone praising his winning goal. the laughter of his team drowned out when his focus landed back on what it was on before the game started: a blonde boy. he knew he didn’t go to his uni, he has never seen him.
jimin was laughing with minjae at a joke he shared, seeing the exit of the area. finally after all the pushing from behind and slowness in the front, they made it out. “j-jimin?” the blonde heard next to him to which he responded with a hum.
jungkook finally felt like he could breathe when he made it out. but now he was in a damn dilemma. “which way would he have gone?..” he grunted, frustrated he couldn’t catch up to see the direction the blonde angel went in.
it wasn’t working.
tw// mentions of assault and panic attacks
jimin was trembling against the tree he was leaning on, the only thing keeping him stable. tears replacing the stained ones, eyes widening. why him? what did he do wrong? he wanted to get up and he did try, body saying no.
“....j-jimin.” his own name coming off his tongue in a stuttered slur.
“hi jimin, i’m namjoon.”
“s’cute.” namjoon released another chuckle, taking out a pair. “here you go.” placing the clothes in front of the blonde.
“it’s okay...i know, it’s just...” leaving unspoken words in the air, attempting to put on the pyjama shirt on himself which surprisingly worked despite the little hisses of pain.
“sweet dreams jimin..” voice just as soft, watching the boy drift off into sleep. smiling gently, namjoon feels sleep catch up to him; closing his eyes.
jungkook didn’t sleep. all he has crossing his mind all night was a mop of blonde hair on a boy that looked ethereal. sighing at the thought, he closed his locker. on top of that, namjoon didn’t come home, still not answering his texts. just his luck.
“if he answered my texts, sure.” watching hoseok frown too.
“what do you /think/ i mean? he didn’t come home last night.” jungkook folded his arms. “maybe he got some action last night.” suggested yoongi, his leg gently bouncing. “he’s always working, if he did get something last night, then good.”
“i’m sure he’ll text you today, don’t worry.” smiled hoseok encouragingly.
“two jobs?” questioned jimin.
“and i like yours.” the natural response being said, the two exchanging numbers.
“you look annoying again.” jungkook spat back, no actual venom in his tone. finishing the carton, he threw it in the bin, walking towards his room but namjoon stopped him. “are you gonna be all grumpy or will you let me explain?”
“it could’ve been a set up.” jungkook interrupted.
“he’s got the prettiest eyes and blonde hair even though it’s dyed.” the last part gaining kook’s full attention.
“what do you mean?” namjoon raised an eyebrow, tilting his head slightly.
oh, yes they did.
“but what?” taehyung interrupted, stepping closer to the blonde. “you disappeared for a whole week except that one bullshit tweet the other night.”
“not h-here...please?” jimin not looking at the pair, trying to stop himself from shaking more than he was. the two other men nodded.
jungkook cracked his neck lightly, happy he finished his baseball practice, texting hoseok that he was going to his to which he got a smile emoji as a response. waiting for the bus, the brunette then decided to message his brother about coming home late.
“you were gonna do it in the kitchen?” making hoseok shrug.
“we’ve done it everywhere.”
“poor legs.” teased hoseok, making yoongi chuckle. rolling his eyes, jungkook just sat down on the couch, trying not to imagine them on it.
“kiss me.” nibbling in his bottom lip. “i don’t care who wants to go first..”
and just like that.
he woke up in sweat...and a boner.
it was finally friday. jimin was able to relax and not worry about work for a little while. nothing on his mind. well...maybe /one/ thing. a person. the thought of him alone making his puffy cheeks in a shade of rose.
jm: yes, i’m here. is...everything okay?
nj: everything’s perfect! are you confused as to why i called?
jm: mhm, yeah..
nj: would it be weird to say that i wanted to hear your voice?
jm: *giggles* no, it isn’t weird at all
nj: good...d-do you wanna facetime then?
“we love you too~” his best friends spoke together.
hk: where’s your spare key?
nj: this is why you called me?...hoseok i’m on a date-
hk: i saw on twitter! that’s so cute!
nj: in the wall lamp.
nj: then jungkook must’ve moved it
hk: little shit...he’s been avoiding me..
hk: I DUNNO! but it’s annoying now
nj: search the front of the apartment for the key, gottagonowbye
“yes, everything’s fine. we should start riding back now, don’t wanna keep you out too late.” suggested the young man, going to the bikes.
“i would like to think so.” he teased back, beginning to peddle off, jimin following behind.
jungkook was almost 2 hours away from his home, holding a plastic container with cupcakes in it; his sweet tooth kicking in. the brunette bummed to himself, eyeing the steam escaping his system and temporarily dancing in the night air.
“the football game..” whispered jungkook. by the time he turned around, the blonde boy was gone.
leaving jungkook, yet again, wanting to see him.
“yes, him. he slips through my fingers. all the time..” making namjoon sigh. “maybe it’s a sign?”
“yeah. like, maybe the universe is telling you something?”
“that i’m a fucking idiot.” making the pair shared laughter amongst each other.
“are you sure? i don’t wanna bother you guys.”
“his name is jimin.”
that’s a nice name.
was this the moment?
“nice to meet you jimin.” kook stopped him.
releasing a sigh, he was upset with the thought that was running through his mind:
/namjoon can’t have him./
couple of hours slipped by, the young blonde, putting on his jacket. “thank you for having me in your home.” jimin spoke humbly, slightly frowning when the brother just gives him a thumbs up. intertwining his fingers with his new boyfriend, the two then left.
“why’d you say that?”
“he was cold..” fiddling with his rings.
once done, the male threw one the first couple things he saw in his closet that looked decent together and texted hoseok saying he was coming over.
maybe he could. but they were all he had really, he couldn’t lose them over stupid hormones.
“what colour?” asked yoongi, casually fiddling with jungkook’s clothing.
“okay the abbreviation may not sound the nicest but yes.”
jimin was snuggled into namjoon’s frame as they were enjoying each other’s company in silence: a few pecks shared here and there. “are you alright?” questioned his partner making jimin nod in response. “i’m perfect.” the blonde smiled, leaning up to kiss namjoon.
“maybe you guys should just talk more? i could give you his number?” suggested the elder making jimin smile.
“if it makes you happy, i’ll talk to him.”
jm: hi! come over?
th: sure, lemme just tell seokjin im leaving his then i’ll be over!
jm: jin? you two confuse me.
th: what do you m-
jm: do you have feelings for him?
th: jimin why do you always bring this up?
jm: cause you look like you have a crush.
th: whatever image you have in your head? scrap it.
jm: fine....do you at least wanna fuck him?
jm: *giggles* him fuck you?
th: i’m hanging up now! i’ll see you soon!
while cooking, the blonde’s phone when off, it being the boy he didn’t expect to answer back his text.
“i knew i married well.”
“uh, yeah?” tae smirked.
it was just past afternoon when jungkook woke up from the couch as he stayed over at hoseok and yoongi’s. groaning as he stretched his muscles, the young boy made his way to the bathroom.
as he was soaping his body, his mind told him it was someone’s hands on him instead of his own pair, caressing his body gently; fingertips grazing his abdomen softly which caused him to breathe out a little moan at the gentleness.
with closed eyes, a hand was wandering up his thigh causing jungkook to shiver as a hand was still caressing his abdomen. “moan for us little kookie..” a voice whispered in his ear and that voice belonged to hoseok.
the raspy whisper along with the hands being gentle with his skin allowed a whine to escape between wet lips. his hand wrapped around his growing length, quivering lightly at the feeling. “don’t hold back baby.” another voice demanded; yoongi’s voice.
pumping his erection, the young man bit down on his lip to suppress any of his moans from getting too loud even if he was in the shower. a pair of lips kissing his thighs while another pair were on his neck.
the shower still hitting on the brunette’s skin as his thumb made its way to his tip, shower water and precum blending together as he smeared it around on his cock. “f-fuck.” he moaned out, pumping faster and harder.
the young man knew he wouldn’t last long, moans becoming more frantic as he continued to pump his length, squeezing a little at the base and that caused a whine to leave his lips again.
“i-i’m close.” he moaned out, soap still washing off his body from the water. the two pair of hands he felt were now replaced with one, their lips on his jaw before they were touching his lips. “cum for me jungkook.” they whispered. that voice. he knew that voice.
just when he thought of who it was, the young boy began to spill on his hand the minute he moaned out his name, gently pumping out his orgasm; breathing heavy.
it was jimin’s.
the blonde looked in the mirror and smiled lightly to himself. he woke up in a good mood. tae left before he woke leaving a note saying he was going to see his grandmother. the young boy then left his bedroom and began walking down the apartment hallway.
“they’re each other’s date.” explained namjoon making jimin huff again. “why would i want to spend time with someone who hates me?”
“i have work that day.” justified the brunette with a smile.
it was him.
the second jimin made it safely into a stall, contents from his stomach was poured into the toilet bowl; everything all watery as he barely ate this morning. the male’s vision was blurry as he gagged, hands shaking even with the grip they had on the seat.
tears cursed his cheeks, slipping from his eyes in a constant rate; the blonde finally leaning against the wall - choking and reaching for air. jimin could barely register the voices that were calling his name; everything sounding as if he were underwater.
“idiot.” jungkook mumbled to himself when he assumed namjoon forgot his keys, a frown being sculpted into his face when he saw the blonde male. the brunette watched him exhale through his nose. “i’ll just leave, namjoon clearly isn’t home.” the blonde spoke up.
“no.” word escaping plump lips firmly, not even batting an eye at the younger which made jungkook scoff. “asshole..” he muttered under his breath.
“you’ve got to be fucking kid- namjoon are you serious?” jungkook scoffed.
when jungkook stormed out, jimin looked at namjoon who was frowning. “i thought me and him were getting alone..” pouted jimin, a pair of arms wrapping around him. “i’m sure you guys were angel. he’ll come around, i promise.” spoke namjoon.
jungkook’s red eyes died down but he was still heavily frustrated, getting out the taxi and walking towards a familiar apartment. when he was in front of the door, jungkook knocked until it finally opened. “geez, what is i-“ hoseok cut off by a pair of lips.
“i-in the bedroom but-“ getting dragged into the room.
“jungkook? are-“ yoongi stopped when the brunette kissed him roughly.
“answer the damn question.”
“excuse me?” yoongi shockingly asked.
“i want you both to fuck me.”
hoseok licked his lips before he straddled jungkook’s waist. yoongi was getting the essentials they would need soon as hoseok pressed his lips against jungkook’s, arms loosely wrapped around his neck and he tilted his head to make the kiss deeper.
hoseok moved his hips, his clothed groin gaining friction from jungkook’s who whimpered in his mouth; hoseok sliding his tongue into the younger’s mouth - the boy quivering underneath the elder at the feeling. a ruffle sound was making his ears twitch but he ignored it.
hoseok moaned a little when they were forced to separate lips from yoongi who was naked, showcasing his half hard cock. so that’s what the sound was. with no hesitation, hoseok took yoongi in his mouth; a moan slipping out from both jungkook and yoongi’s lips.
jungkook leaned forward to plant kisses onto hoseok’s neck, sucking on the skin lightly to leave his mark; hoseok moaning on yoongi’s mouth, the vibration making yoongi grip onto hoseok’s hair - pulling it just a little.
hoseok was bobbing his head up and down the growing length, a pair of his fingers slipped into jungkook’s mouth accepting it easily, sucking on them like his mouth was made to do so. slowly getting off his lap, easing off yoongi’s dick briefly. “clothes. off.” he commanded.
nodding, jungkook slid out of his sweatpants; palming his hard-on before ridding himself of underwear, leaking cock springing up. still sucking on hoseok’s fingers, he then removed them; yoongi moving to sit on the bed with hoseok still wrapped around his cock.
jungkook let a hiss escape balmed lips when hoseok used his wet fingers, teasing kook’s ring. “f-fuck..” the young male moaned out, head getting thrown back. when yoongi was completely hard, hoseok stopped sucking; stripping himself now of his clothes.
going to the bedside table, hoseok got the vanilla flavoured lube and popped it open. the dyed haired man went back on his knees, watching the two boys deeply kiss as their dicks were twitching for attention. “awh...my babies.” smirked hoseok lightly.
the substance was smeared onto hoseok’s fingers, two teasing jungkook’s rim once more before slowly pushing a digit in; jungkook’s head resting on yoongi’s shoulder due to the intense feeling. yoongi moved his hand to stroke kook’s hair in comfort.
thrusting his finger in and out the virgin, jungkook’s breathing increased, fingers digging into yoongi’s thigh. “m-more.” breathed out the youngest, melting at the hair strokes yoongi was giving him. hoseok slowly inserted another digit inside jungkook, hips bucking.
hoseok continued to thrust his two fingers inside before using them to scissor open the brunette, watching the precum leak out from his cock and hoseok’s own. stretching the young male, hoseok placed a kiss on his inner thigh before taking out his fingers.
walking back over to the bedside table to get a condom, jungkook whimpered. “no, don’t...don’t do a condom.” jungkook requested to which the couple smirked softly. “okay little kookie, no condom.” nodded hoseok, laying kookie down on the bed.
stroking his erection, yoongi kissed hoseok passionately and needy. getting the lube, hoseok smeared some over his hard cock, teasing jungkook by rubbing the length against his hole. “are you ready?” hoseok asked. jungkook nodded before suddenly taking yoongi in his mouth.
hoseok lined his cock to jungkook’s rim, slowly pushing his length in; jungkook letting out a breathy moan traced with a small bit of pain against yoongi’s member. when hoseok was a quarter way inside jungkook, hoseok looked at him. “tell me when to move, okay?”
he felt full and hoseok wasn’t all the way in yet, the feeling being so new. once he got used to it, he used his hip to indicate that hoseok could continue, yoongi thrusting in and out his mouth. when hoseok started to move again, the pleasure from both angles overwhelmed him.
hoseok thrusted in and out his hole, his groans mixing with the two boys moans in the air. “you’re so fucking tight.” hoseok moaned out, fingers digging into the younger’s hips. moving a little faster, yoongi thrusted his throat deeper, fist full of his hair.
hoseok moved faster, jungkook’s cock bouncing against his abdomen before he pulled away from yoongi. “b-both.” whined the brunette, using his hand to pleasure yoongi. “i-i want you boys inside me..” the couple looking at each other with lust in their eyes.
pulling yoongi closer to him, hoseok left a light bruise on his neck when he kissed it. hoseok then held jungkook up, chests pressed against each other so that yoongi could lay down; resting jungkook’s back on his chest.
once yoongi lubed his erection, he slowly stretched out the boy with his own wet cock, jungkook whimpering loudly at the feeling. the deeper yoongi pushed along with hoseok, his body shook more to the new feeling.
if it wasn’t for hoseok holding him up, he would just be a collapsed mess: hair stuck on his forehead. he wrapped his arms around hoseok, muffling his moans in his neck. “oh god.” he muffled, enjoying the feeling of being filled with two cocks.
jungkook was then angled in a position where thrusts hit his prostate, his dick leaking and twitching. he knew he wasn’t going to last any longer now. the couple moaned in his ear, using a pair of hands to hold each other’s.
heat filled the room along with their breathy and deep moans. “i-i’m close.” announced jungkook in whines. that made the two fuck him harder and faster, them feeling close too. “cum for us baby, it’s okay.” reassured hoseok with lust.
moments later, jungkook spilled out onto his stomach, some hitting against hoseok’s skin as they continued to fuck him; a wave of overstimulation hitting him. soon after, yoongi cums before hoseok followed close behind, thrusting out their orgasms.
pulling out, jungkook collapsed completely on yoongi when hoseok collapsed on jungkook. breathy laughter traced with lust, hoseok flipping off of them and laying on his back next to them, jungkook now between the two.
they’ll just wash off and tidy in the morning.
“i’ll carry you to the bathroom, i assume that’s where you wanted to go.” even though the tone was suggestive, his words were firm.
namjoon’s fingers were heavily grazing into his skin, making the blonde laugh at the feeling. “joonie it tickles!” he spoke between giggles, the elder not stopping at the action. trying to grab his wrists, jimin continued to laugh.
“should’ve fucking checked your phone before letting him think you’re gonna fuck him!” rage building up.
“don’t even fucking speak to me.” looking at tae with hooded eyes. taking a step closer, taehyung took a step back; watching how uneven jimin’s breathing was.
“don’t tell me what i’m gonna have!” he yelled, regretting it as his breathing was short and the syllables felt like knives in his throat. walking closer to who he thought was his best friend, the blonde shook his head before slapping taehyung.
“you should’ve known!” short breath. “you...you should’ve known...” breaking out into a silent sob. “you were my best friend..”
he lost jimin.
that’s when he broke.
jimin was beating down on namjoon’s apartment door when jungkook opened it. the sight of the brunette made jimin burst into tears. “w-where’s namjoon?” he sobbed, walking inside. “where?! where is he?” words escaping him frantically, sobbing harder.
“i-i want namjoon..”
/and i want you/
it was an hour later when namjoon arrived home, the sight of a sleeping jimin cuddling into jungkook on the couch was the first thing he encountered. “hey?..” whispering so he didn’t wake up his boyfriend. looking up, jungkook smiled softly. “hey joon.”
“so why didn’t you call me?” a hint of bitterness in his tone.
“he would’ve woken up to me...” the boy whispered amongst himself.
“the event’s gonna start guys, shush.” kook interrupting.
jungkook watched when their principal walked on. the brunette was glad, he didn’t wanna hear another second about his brother’s relationship from his boyfriend himself. downing the non-alcoholic beverage. jungkook took a deep breath.
it was gonna be a long night.
“i didn’t know you played so many sports.” astonishment underlying in the statement which made jungkook smirk gently. “yeah, i like my sports. couldn’t choose one. so here we are.” quick explaination from the younger, jimin folding his arms over his chest.
“well, yeah but you go to see joon so to you, it’s his.” the declarative toke making min quiet.
“you two look nice together...but maybe we’d look better.” he mumbled, walking off.
“jinnie isn’t /you/ jimin, you know that.” sighed out the young one, looking away briefly.
“...i do believe you..that you wouldn’t deliberately hurt me.”
“can you grow?” taehyung shot back with the same tone.
tae’s heart was mended again.
“oh, hey jungkook.” the older male smiled gently. the brunette eyed the other man who had his eyebrow raised.
“tae and i were visiting his grandmother.” jimin claimed.
jimin was softly humming to himself, walking with tae when he chuckled, causing jimin to look over at him. “what is it?” the sentence coming off with nervous laughter. “who’s jungkook?” smirked the younger male, a scoff leaving the blonde’s system.
“i don’t have a crush on him and he likes this guy called hoseok anyway, remember?” not ignoring the small pout that just made his lips.
“i don’t know if you’ve noticed but jin has stopped talking about him these couple weeks.” jimin spoke to which tae shrugged.
“good for him?”
“jin? but that’s cause he’s all i really have besides you and nana.”
“so why didn’t you go to nana?” jimin raised an eyebrow suggestively.
“cause i wanted to see jin in that moment.”
“him? he’s able to focus more unlike you.”
rolling his eyes at the comment, jimin continued.
“when i’m busy, who do you go to?”
“again, jin? same thing applies to him being my only other close friend.”
“i’m not being stubborn.” jimin yet again rolling his eyes. “i’ll believe that when pigs fly.” sighing gently. “fine, i’ll drop this topic.”
the topic wasn’t dropped.
“everything alright?” the question humming off the elder’s lips. tae bit the inside of him gums lightly before responding. “jimin is with namjoon.” watching jin chuckle gently. “of course he is.”
“because i wasn’t seokjin, i really wasn’t. b-but then-“
“but then what?” the pair barely a couple inches a part from each other. when did they get close?
and he left.
the blonde was snuggled into the larger frame of his boyfriend; namjoon creating patterned circles on his thigh which jimin sigh in content to. “we start our performance practice tomorrow for the showcase.” announced the blonde, listening to joon hum in response.
jungkook was touching himself; fingers in his mouth with closed eyes.
why was he staring?
jungkook couldn’t breathe. and he had to blame all of that on the male who just portrayed himself as a graceful swan upon that stage. “angel, that was beautiful.” he heard namjoon exclaim, jungkook still having no words.
/break up/ the two words preaching in his mind, wishing he could say them out loud. “namjoon we should go.” uttered the male, wanting to get out of there.
the elder turned to look at him with a brief icy gaze. “i do love him.” confirmed the brother before he walked off into his room.
/that’s what makes this harder./
/the message sounded suggestive you idiot/ his inner thoughts scolding him and his eyes widened.
he didn’t sleep that night.
jungkook closed his locker, getting startled when two figures appeared behind it. “i’m young. a heart attack /isn’t/ what i need right now.” exaggerated the brunette, getting hit in the arm by hoseok. “oh don’t be silly.” the elder chuckled, fixing his bag strap.
“hoseok, you’re dating the devil.”
“um, jungkook, can i talk to you quickly?” yoongi asked awkwardly.
“i wanna ask hoseok to marry me.” the words being the last thing jungkook expected to fall from between his lips.
when jin arrived in the discussed room, he saw taehyung sitting on a table with his legs crossed. closing the door, he leaned against it. “why have you been ignoring me?” is the first thing jin said to fill the silence, watching tae look away.
he lightly spanked the male of the ass, taehyung gasping at the impact, biting down on his lip when jin did it again. rubbing where the redness was forming, jin pulled down the fishnets to his ankles; kissing the red print.
jin grabbed tae’s balls delicately, squeezing them ever so slightly and smirking when another low growl came from his throat. slapping his ass in the exact same spot, the elder went on his knees.
taehyung wiggled on the desk, legs dangling. when he didn’t feel any touch from the other man, he was about to say something but shook at the feeling of a tongue swiping across his rim ring. “holy shit.” the two words coming off him hushes.
jin held down tae’s waist due to moving so much. slowly, jin thrusted in his tongue loving how tae moaned because of him. continuing to thrust his tongue in and out the male, taehyung’s squirming increased.
“j-jin.” moaned out the younger, hands becoming fists; fingernails digging into his palm. seokjin rubbed the boy’s ass before lightly slapping him but enough for a baby shade of red to appear upon his skin.
“jin stop.” he continued to moan. hearing the request, jin stopped, slightly fear raising inside him. did he do something wrong? taehyung got off the table, kissing jin lightly to taste himself. “i wanna give you my apology for ignoring you.” tae spoke, biting his lip.
he rested a kiss on jin’s neck, following more all the way down on his stomach as he got into his knees. taehyung undid jin’s dark washed jeans, giggling at the cartoon printed on the boxers. kissing the elder’s bulge, tae kept his fingers on the hem of the boxers.
pulling them down slowly, he loved how the male’s hard cock hit against his face lightly; tae amazed at the length. using his thumb, the young man rubbed the tip, enjoying the sight of the precum leaking from the hole. smearing the liquid over his dick, tae kissed the tip.
jin’s lustful eyes watched every movement, head being thrown back the minute his erection was in his companion’s mouth, tae’s own eyes trailing up jin’s body to look him in the eyes when he looked back down; head bobbing up and down.
the sight was fucking sinful for the two of them let alone someone else if they walked in; long fingers gripping on dyed hair and tugging a little. one of tae’s palms being rested on jin’s thick thigh while the other was pumping what his mouth couldn’t reach.
taehyung enjoyed the fullness of the hard cock in his mouth, warmth presenting itself. the young man continued to bop his head up and down, feeling the thrusting in his throat. moving the hand that was on jin’s thigh, tae moved it to his own cock.
stroking his own hard length, he kept on doing his original activity. moans surrounded the spacious classroom. taehyung had no control, pumping his erection hard and fast. “fuck, sweetheart, you look amazing.” grunted the man standing, tugging harder on tae’s dyed locks.
that’s when jin started to thrust into tae’s mouth himself, moving taehyung’s head along with his own hips. moaning at the change, tae teased his own cock tip; going back to stroking the twitching genital.
the pair knew they were going to ride out their orgasms soon, it being confirmed from jin when he claimed he was close through moans. everything became uneven and frantic, twitches happening from bodies to the growth of heavy moans. jin then came in tae’s mouth.
feeling the student swallow what was being let out into his mouth, his own spillage occurred on the floor. licking all the cum that didn’t make him mouth, taehyung breathed heavy. seokijn slid down to the floor, using tissue from a packet he had to wipe the floor.
“a-are you thirsty jimin?” the younger sputters, causing yoongi to snort.
“i’m happy i found someone who loves dance as much as i do!” hoseok moving seating position from yoongi to jimin.
“we could play twister?” suggested yoongi to which hoseok ran to get the game before anyone even agreed.
this was going to be interesting.
“wait what?” and that’s when he collapsed onto jungkook who grunted heavily at the impact.
/oh no/ those two single syllables increasing in volume in his head.
“no way.” jimin squealed in amusement.
“...with yoongi too.” and that’s what made jimin gasp, quickly looking over at jungkook.
“namjoon and kook...kook and namjoon...” began the brunette to himself, picking up the picture, fingertips lightly touching the two happy humans.
“always and forever.”
jungkook kissed him. why did he do that?
today was gonna be a long day.
/don’t do it jimin. don’t do it jimin. don’t do it jimin./ the scolding subconscious annoying the blonde. with a sigh, he sat down.
later that evening, jimin was pouting in his soup, drinking it slowly as his appetite was slipping away from his stomach.
“you what?!” the car jerking a little forward heavily when hoseok accidentally pressed down on the accelerator. safely putting the car in park, hoseok looked back at him.
“n-no. i kissed him, he didn’t kiss me..nothing is going on between us.”
“he took you from me..” jungkook responded, watching how jimin seperated himself from the man.
“our first date was right here at this beach where we joked about forever, not knowing that we both deeply wanted a forever. hoseok, i want that forever.” his own eyes tearing up.
it didn’t take the couple too long to get to namjoon’s apartment, jimin gulping when they entered.
namjoon’s salvia glossed lips travelled down the petite frame underneath him, fingertips caressing his sides, placing a kiss right above the hem of his jeans that he later then began to strip away from his body, only leaving him in boxers.
jimin raised his head to watch namjoon fiddle with his boxers in a teasing matter to see jimin wiggle in desperation. finally beginning to slide it down his soft tender legs, the elder placed his hand under his thigh to kiss up it, a finger guiding up his growing cock.
the sudden touches made the blonde shiver in pleasure. hating how namjoon was completely clothed, jimin gently kicked him to get his attention. namjoon stopped placing kisses on the blonde’s groin and looked up. “take off your clothes.” jimin pouted.
with a smirk, namjoon shook his head. “tonight is your night baby..” preaching the sentence in whispers before attending back to jimin’s growing erection, the blonde’s head falling back when a pair on lips touched his tip.
namjoon dug his fingers in the man’s thighs before moving his kissed swollen lips back to the skin, sucking on it with the intention of leaving marks only he could see. jimin moved a hand to wrap around his shaft but namjoon took it, pinning it down next to him.
namjoon then swept his tongue along a strong vein on his partner’s erection, heavy whimpers escaping jimin’s plump lips. “joon..” muttered the blonde weakly in pleasure. the elder’s mouth consumed on his cock, allowing as much as he can in his mouth to get it wet.
he then hovered back over jimin, kissing him on his plump lips. “you taste good baby, don’t you think?” lust melted on the syllables. whimpering gently, jimin nodded, a hand being placed on namjoon’s neck. “i want you inside me...please..”
the couple kissed passionately once more, namjoon standing up to take off his clothes, going extremely slow when he arrived at taking off his jeans which made the blonde whine in frustration; teasing his own precum leaking tip. kicking off his jeans, namjoon smirked.
namjoon wasted no time in disregarding the cotton material, hard cock present to his boyfriend who he could’ve sworn his mouth watered at the sight. hovering back over the blonde, a hand holding him up, he used the next one to get access to the beside table.
retrieving the lubricant from the drawer, namjoon kissed jimin lightly who was begging for more so he pulled him back down into a heated kiss; tongues dancing in each other’s mouths. sitting up, jimin rested his feet on namjoon’s thighs so his own knees were at his chest.
namjoon squirted the cool liquid on his fingers and applied it to jimin’s rim who’s lip quivered at the cold substance, finding pleasure in the feeling. the brunette entered a finger inside of the blonde’s rectum, a high breathy moan leaving his body.
“m-more.” exhaled the dancer, namjoon obeying the request by entering another finger inside, beginning to scissor the younger open in preparation. “tell me if i hurt you, okay angel?” the petname making jimin whine lightly.
once namjoon felt like he prepared the male’s body enough for insertion, namjoon grabbed the lube again. popping it open, the chocolate haired man smeared it from the tip of his hard dick, pumping it all over his shaft, jimin biting on his finger as he watching namjoon.
namjoon pulled jimin closer by the legs, putting a pillow under his hips for additional support. lining the tip of his now glistening hard-on with the wet rim, he leaned down to kiss the younger as he slowly entered in him; jimin moaning in his mouth.
namjoon stopped when some of his erection was inside his boyfriend, separating their lips to speak. “tell me if it hurts baby, okay? tell me when i can move.” the protective tone making jimin wrap his arms around him to pull him back into a gentle kiss.
their lips were in a passionate and lustful movement till jimin finally accepted that namjoon could move which he did: pulling out so that only his tip was slightly in before thrusting back inside the young blonde who bit his lip to muffle a whimper.
namjoon continued the pattern at a regular pace that felt slow to jimin but it was if his thoughts were read as the dark headed elder thrusted inside the male a little faster, the couple’s moans and whimpers mixing into one in the atmosphere of the candle lit room.
the blonde picked himself up, chest against chest as they were now both sitting up; namjoon’s hands on the male’s thick glutes, jimin now riding him. the taller male had his lips attached on his neck - kissing away at the skin, jimin scratching his nails down the male’s back.
jimin whimpered into the male’s neck, bouncing up and down on his partner’s length, feeling full with him inside him. fingernails dug further into namjoon’s skin, the couple knowing the territorial marks that’ll be left on the whole area.
lips once again met, making them swollen and shine from their licking. “i love you.” namjoon whispered against his lips that attached back to namjoon’s briefly. “i love you too.” hushed the blonde, bouncing faster on namjoon’s cock, angling himself so it hit his prostate.
jimin’s cock was hitting their stomachs, twitching at the impact. the dancer continued to pump his partner’s cock with his lower body; sounds of skin on skin meeting the mixture of moans and whimpers. small fingers found its way in namjoon’s hair with a grip.
namjoon’s arms tightened around the male to increase their proximity, now grunting in the blonde’s ear, the lustful voice causing jimin to release a low whimper. “i’m close.” namjoon’s cock continuously pressing on his prostate.
the couple looked at each other with hooded eyes coated in lust and love, one final kiss before he came onto their stomachs, namjoon following behind and cumming inside the younger. jimin didn’t stop riding namjoon until he felt him shiver.
easing off of the male’s dick, the white substance oozed out the blonde who laid back down with a heavy breath, namjoon getting up to get a warm wet towel. coming back, the older man cleaned them up, throwing the towel in the hamper in the corner.
the two falling asleep not long after.
“that won’t happen to you.” tae and jin looking behind at the door when jimin pouted. it was jungkook.
“you don’t know that kook.”
jimin felt better now that people calmed him down. “you guys should go get your seats now, the dance performance is gonna start soon.”
[i’m lazy to write it and i wanted visuals anyways~]
jungkook was left with his mouth wide open during the whole performance. the blonde looked graceful, as if every move he did was done effortlessly. everything in jungkook just stopped working; the sound of his heartbeat in his ears.
they all shortly arrived at the restaurant, lucky they didn’t wait long to get a table big enough for all of them.
“unbelievable...you’re /still/ gonna lie to my face?” a mixture of hurt and anger dripping off his tongue. “angel, not here..” namjoon stepped in with a light calming voice.
“of course you’d take his side. you know, since you’re together and all.”
aaaaaaand there it is. the bomb.
everyone’s eyes landed on the pair in surprise.
“h-how did you-“
“how did i know? i saw you both kiss.” admitted jimin, tongue poking his inner cheek.
some eyes of locals in the restaurant were on them. “jin would’ve probably told you before me.” jimin continued angrily.
what a hell of a dinner. literally. jungkook was there left in shock at the event that took place. seokjin was now cradling tae who was on the verge of tears and namjoon came back saying that he was gone but knew he would need space.
the thought persisted in the young ones mind, the boy closing his legs which he regretted as his thighs rubbed against his dick; small gasp leaving his plump lips. he felt as if namjoon’s lips were on his body praising how beautiful he was underneath him.
setting on the timer, the blonde clicked the photo button - looking at the countdown as he quickly posed, erecting penis poking out in the side like he wanted it to. when the picture was taken and he looked at it, a smile of satisfaction grew on his face.
the blonde’s voice blasted through the phone that jungkook had to slightly move the device from his ear.
jk: i-it’s fine. we can just pretend it didn’t happen right? at least i weirdly now know my brother’s getting action.
jm: i’m still sorry you had to see my dick that way.
jk: that way? was there any other way to see it? not like you were gonna show me. *chuckles*
jm: r-right. you’re right
jk: jimin, are you alright?
jm: yeah, i’m just still sorry i sent you that inappropriate picture
swallowing down the lump in his throat, the brunette shuffled in his bed.
jk: jimin it’s o-
jm: please don’t hate me.
jm: it probably looks like i-i’m leading you on or something...
jk: it’s fine jimin...it’s whatever..
jm: lemme take you to get ice cream!
jk: ice cream?
jm: o-or whatever you want.
jk: ice cream sounds good.
jm: good...anyway it sounded like you’re home, did you leave school early?
jk: oh yeah, i finished my coursework today, not much to do now.
jk: yeah me too, maybe everyone could hang out again
jk: *sigh* still not talking to them, huh?
jk: why not?
jm: they were hiding things from me..it hurt from taehyung more cause, y’know..
jk: he’s your best friend, yeah
jm: i’m sorry this conversation just went sad *light chuckle*
jm: i would like that, hold on.
the brunette heard ruffles and shuffles in the background and he got comfortable on his own bed, awaiting the call.
“you’re lucky you exercise.” hitting back the younger with the same teasing tone as kook adjusted him on his back.
a single painful tear escaping his eye.
the two stumbled in jimin’s apartment in laughter. closing the door, the blonde wiped at his eyes and walked into the kitchen for some water; younger following him. the smaller man bent over a little to get the water, jungkook biting his lip gently.
the pair gradually got closer to each other, jimin resting his head on kook’s shoulder.
little did he know, jungkook was leaning against the other side of the door with the same feeling.
jimin was falling. and he was falling fast. maybe he always felt like this and it took him a while to realise.
“are you gonna keep starting?” grunge voice questioned from pouty lips that jimin leaned in to kiss. “when you’re handsome the way you are, i’ll always stare.” confessed the blonde.
the words that left his new lover’s lips made him quickly strip himself of the rest of his clothing. he gently added a little pressure to jimin’s cock with his knee, the blonde moaning under the touch. getting up to go to his drawer, he grabbed a bottle of lube.
jungkook sat up on the bed when he returned, knees pressing into the mattress and he pulled his boxers down, presenting his erected cock that was already leaking. licking his lips at the sight, jimin went on all fours in front of the genital, kissing the tip softly.
the feeling of the elder’s lips made jungkook moan, almost dropping the bottle in his hand. swiftly, jimin took jungkook’s length in his mouth, it twitching against his tongue as he suck on it a little.
the blonde teased the younger by removing his mouth, getting only on his knees as he kissed jungkook so he was able to taste himself; kiss sloppy that there was a thin string of salvia when they separated.
kook moved from in front of jimin to behind him, stripping off his boxers completely as he forced the elder to go back on all fours. jimin let out a breathy moan at the dominance, hissing at a sudden cool liquid touching his asshole.
jungkook had squirted the clear liquid straight onto the rim instead of warming it on his fingers. he then used his middle finger to rub it in between ass cheeks, pushing jimin’s upper body further into the mattress, the blonde whimpering into the sheets.
the sportsman squirted some of the cool liquid onto his hard cock, pumping it all over his erection. the younger then lined his tip with the rim of jimin’s hole, rubbing it against it to tease the elder to want to crave more which he did by moving back onto his cock.
seeing jimin’s desperation, jungkook slowly and steadily began to push his cock inside of him, the blonde gripping onto the sheets. once he had enough inside him, the male waited for a while before pulling back out only to strongly thrust back in; jimin gasping on a moan.
the brunette’s actions were rough. hands tightly gripped onto the male’s hips, fingers digging into the skin to match jimin’s digging into the sheets continuing with his muffled moans. the boy thrusted in and out the smaller body sharply, his own moans filling the air.
the movement was making the blonde look like he was bouncing. leaning over a little, jungkook carried on with the rough thrusting, increasing in pace a little. “does he fuck you like this? hm?” dominancy strong in his words while he couldn’t hear jimin’s.
he picked him up, lightly choking him as the blonde’s back was against his chest. “i said: does he fuck you like this? fuck you this good?” enjoying how jimin was whimpering loudly because of him, small hands on jungkook’s lower hips.
the younger slipped two fingers into the dancer’s mouth, rough thrusts being continuous. jungkook lightly bit down on the elder’s earlobe, kissing the spot underneath it which made jimin whine. “answer me baby. does he?” sharp thrust after sharp thrust.
jimin shook his head, closing his eyes at the intense feeling. “no, he doesn’t.” he moaned out on jungkook’s fingers. “who /does/ fuck you like this? huh?” even though words came off breathy, their was still a firmness to the tone; slapping of skin on skin loud in the bedroom.
kissing his ear again, he moved a hand to wrap around jimin’s leaking length that was bouncing on his stomach, pumping up and down this erection. “who do you belong to? whose are you?” questions coming out his mouth dominant, placing another kiss on jimin’s ear.
the blonde began to grow overwhelmed at the touches all over his body, jungkook continuing to pump his hard cock while now angling him to hit his prostate; whimpering at the rough affection. “y-yours. i belong to you.” he breathed out into a whimper.
the atmosphere was extremely warm while sounds of moans and the slapping of rough sex were mixing into the warmth. jungkook teases jimin’s tip, feeling how he was twitching in his hand, knowing he was gonna cum soon. “cum for me my prince.” the brunette moaned against his ear.
as if the words were his command for his body, he begun to spill white strips of cum onto the sheets and jungkook’s hand, jungkook letting go of his throat as he pushed him back into the mattress, jimin’s walls clenching on his cock.
the brunette continued to thrust until he orgasmed into the elder. thrusting a few more times to ride it out before pulling out, the blonde’s body twitching and shaking from the overwhelming pleasure.
the two showering with lazy kisses and a change of the sheets, putting back on their clothes.
that was the night that namjoon cried himself to sleep for the first time.
‘who do you belong to?’
that’s when jungkook got up from the seat.
he broke his brother.
oh what was he kidding.
he already lost him.
jimin was approaching the brother’s apartment with a smile on his face, fingers combing through his freshly dyed hair. in his hand was a bag filled with snacks that he and namjoon were gonna share.
he can’t believe he broke apart a family.
“it’ll be best to see them when they’re awake.” confirmed the doctor who then soon walked away. the previous blonde saw jin texting the two men outside about the current state of the brothers.
“i wanna see him.” urged the bed ridden human.
“did i do something wrong?..please tell me...” the rough voice continued. jimin only shook his head in tears. “you didn’t do anything...” established the younger, hating how he saw tears form in his eyes.
jungkook’s eyes fluttered open, the bright light above him almost making him go blind. one of his eyes were blurry of vision as it was half closed from the swelling. groaning as he tried to sit up, a voice spoke. “moving will only make it worse.” hoseok explained.
“you couldn’t just leave them alone, huh. you just had to wreck their relationship.”
“hoseok that’s enough.” yoongi stepping in with a calm voice. “now isn’t the time to be angry.”
“don’t promise that..” jimin sighed out, still looking at the brunette. the pale looking boy frowned at jimin.
jimin was supporting jungkook with an arm around his waist which made the brunette chuckle. “babe, my face was injured. i can use my legs just fine.” he joked, a nervous laugh leaving jimin’s lips. “s-sorry.” he spoke looking for his keys.
“is that a yes?”
“out.” was the only syllable jimin replied with.
“is he okay?” namjoon interrupted with sad urgency. “has he healed?” jimin nodded at the question to confirm a yes. “he’s fine...he misses you..” words making namjoon tense.
jimin looked down at the concrete, clearing his throat to rid the lump forming. “i’m still sorry...that i wasn’t good enough..” namjoon whispered, ache lingering on the syllables. “namjoon, we talked about this.”
“i’m sorry too.” jimin’s voice the same level as the other.
“well, i guess this is goodbye..” namjoon spoke once more.
“um, jimin.” namjoon called, the younger facing him again. “could i um..could i kiss you? one last time?” the softness of the question making jimin pout ever so slightly but he nodded.
the two leaving in different directions.
jimin was a lightweight. which wasn’t always the best thing. he was the first to finish his alcohol, the feeling kicking in instantly and he was constantly in a giggling fit.
jungkook grabbed his jacket near the front door before slipping out of it. he had texted hoseok that morning to see if namjoon at home which he wasn’t, luckily for him. the brunette had wanted to get a few more things that were left behind at the apartment.
“don’t.” voice firm, interrupting the elder’s apology. “it’s whatever namjoon. i only came here for my stuff.” jungkook continued.
“namjoon, just /stop/.” his voice finally showing a sense of emotion; anger. namjoon took a hesitant step forward. “you don’t exactly have the right to be mad at me.” the words setting kook off.
“like a weekend trip, obviously sometime before the wedding. hoseok and yoongi also look like they could use the break.” the elder continued to explain.
“so, a couples vocation?” the comment making both of them share a chuckle. “you could say that, yes.”
jungkook just watched him fall asleep, stroking the elder’s cheek lightly and placing a kiss on the spot he was caressing.
“sex is the reason.” teased yoongi.
jimin combed through his hair. “yoongi, you’re getting married soon.” breathed out the younger happily.
“when i said that hobi was my boyfriend. my father kept calling him ‘the thing’... ‘yoongi, do you and the thing want some salad?’ ‘why are you always out late with the thing?’” a shaky breath escaping the male, tae stroking the top of yoongi’s hand.
with a nibble of his lip, he continued. “he went on to calling hoseok disgusting and he ‘converted’ me into this awful thing called bisexuality. he forced me to date women, knowing well i was dating him.” yoongi spoke, tears reaching jimin’s eyes.
“cause i’m mr brightside!” sang hoseok and jin on the top of their lungs, jungkook laughing at the two he laid down in the back; staring at the car roof. he tapped his fingers against his stomach to the beat as the other two sang it.
“clock strikes, upon the hour!” they all blurted out, laughing in between. “and the sun begins to fade!” hoseok sung obnoxiously loud. the three rocked in their seats as they all sang.
jimin mumbled something in his sleep before his eyes slowly fluttered open; startled when he saw jungkook in the car who he was laying on. “hey sleepyhead.” the younger smiled, fingers playing in jimin’s dark hair.
the couple finally arrived at jimin’s beach house, all agape at how big it was. jungkook hopped out the car with wide eyes. going to the trunk, the brunette collected the luggage out of it, passing it to each owner.
“which makes it more fun!”
“you just wanna know if everyone’s a good kisser.” teased the dark haired dancer and tae just winked. “jealous jungkook will prefer my lips over yours?”
“do you want him to fuck you again or something?” words strong and spiteful leaving off in a question when he interrupted kook.
jimin rolled his eyes before laying back down, facing jungkook’s back when he smirked. going closer to the younger, he moved his hand to wrap around his exposed cock; feeling the brunette shiver at the touch and him muffling down any noise from his mouth.
he felt his cock start to leak precum as it began to twitch a little from the touch, growing in jimin’s hand. the elder used to fingers and collected some of the substance on them before moving it to his boyfriend’s mouth who accepted his fingers in it.
jungkook arrived back at the beach house, clutching onto the keys as he locked the door behind him. the young man went up to his temporary bedroom upstairs and sat on the bed with gentle impact in sound. the brunette placed the keys on the bedside table.
the sun was saying goodbye for another day when the group arrived back to the house with laughter in the air. jimin used the spare key for the house to get in, all lights off indoors so he flicked the one on in the hallway.
“you have nothing to worry about. i finished my coursework really early so i’ll have a lot of time on my hands.” jimin’s words reassuring as he rested a comforting hand on the man’s shoulder, yoongi showcasing a faint but soft smile.
before jimin could say anything, he felt a hand wrap around his dick, the dark haired male instantly placing a palm against the wet wall in order to keep himself stable on his feet. the brunette washed off jimin’s neck so he was able to put kisses there.
the elder bit down on his lip as jungkook began to pump up and down jimin’s length that was growing in his hand. “fuck me.” the male breathed out, clutching his hand into a fist that was on the wall. “so needy already baby?” the younger chuckled lowly in jimin’s ear.
jungkook bit his boyfriend’s shoulder gently before sucking on his neck hard enough to leave bruises. continuing to pump away at the elder’s dick; enjoying the sweet breathy moans that were escaping jimin. feeling his half hard cock twitch, he switched their standing spots.
jimin rested his palms on the wall in front of him, the soap washing away from his lower back as the water best down on his skin there. jungkook looked around at the self next to them of bath stuff, seeing one of them being lube. “you keep lube in your shower?”
with a nod, jimin breathed out. “i do things in the shower, c’mon fuck me.” he urged, jungkook then popping the bottle open and smearing it all over his length that was hard from touching jimin. he teased his tip against the rim of his boyfriend’s ass.
hearing the needy whine escape the elder, jungkook slowly inserted his length due to not having prepared the male before. he watched as jimin hunched over a little more, the water as well as the lube making it easy to gently thrust inside.
this time, jungkook thrusted all of his cock inside the elder before taking it back out to just the tip. feeling jimin wiggle his ass on his boyfriend’s erection, the brunette sharply thrusted back in; the elder letting out a heavy moan.
jungkook continued to thrust in and out the elder, his own pleasured groans mixing with jimin’s high breathy whimpers. he manoeuvred a hand to wrap around his partner’s cock that had grew that last time he touched it.
the water was going to run cold soon but they didn’t care, they were in each other’s lustful company. jungkook started to tease at jimin’s tip with his thumb when they both heard a loud crash that made them pause in their movements. “y-you heard that right?”
jungkook was about to move a finger to the elder’s rim when he felt an object blocking his way and he felt jimin shake on top of him from light giggles. feeling the object, he decided to take it out, a little squelch sound echoing in the room.
jungkook looked at the object once he pulled it out; attempting to ignore jimin’s deep moans vibrating on his skin. “you were having fun with yourself for awhile now, huh?” eyeing the matching pink butt plug, jimin but down on the younger’s shoulder gently.
“do you know what happens when you play with yourself without me or my permission?” the question coming off lowly from jungkook’s throat, a hint of dominance upon syllables. all jimin did was shake his head, still hiding his face in his partner’s neck.
jungkook rested his eyes back on the lube leaked buttplug, moving two of his fingers to jimin’s hole; feeling it stretched enough for him to thrust two of his fingers instantly, a muffled whimper escaping jimin. “answer my question, baby prince.”
the brunette moved his hand away from jimin’s ass and gripped upon a fistful of the dark locks to ease the elder’s head off his shoulder so he could look at him. “i’m waiting, baby.” jungkook continued dominantly, more shivers meeting jimin’s soft skin.
jungkook thrusted his fingers back into the stretched wet asshole then moved the fingers into jimin’s mouth; watching as he sucked on the long digits. when the brunette took back his fingers, jimin breathed out an answer. “i-i get punished, sir.”
jungkook watched as jimin’s cock started to leak, his fingers digging into the younger’s shoulders. “you know that yet you still disobeyed me, baby prince.” slowly pushing the toy back into jimin’s stretched ring, feeling him quiver gently on top of him.
“i-i’m sorry, sir.” jimin breathed out once more through his whiny whimpers, biting down on his lip. jungkook thrusted the inanimate object in and out of the petite boy, watching him begin to softly and discretely bounce on the butt plug.
the pace of the thrusting gradually begun to increase as jimin’s whimpering grew in volume; the sloppy sound of the lubricant constantly hitting his skin echoing against the walls. standing up with his boyfriend wrapping his legs around his waist, jungkook flipped them over.
jungkook kissed jimin roughy before their tongues started to dance with each other deeply, a string of salvia trailing on both their bottom lips when they separated. rubbing the curve of the elder’s ass, the brunette slapped the plump muscle; enjoying how jimin twitched.
the male rubbed at the skin again before slapping the red area once more. “i thought you were a good baby prince, i guess i was wrong.” jungkook growled lowly, nibbling on jimin’s ear with another spank to his ass. the petite boy flinched in pleasure; leaking cock on the bed.
the butt plug moved a little at each spank, causing jimin to be a whimpering mess underneath the hovering younger. “i-i promise i’ll be good, sir.” jimin moaned; high and breathy. the coolness of the chain applied to the redness every time jungkook slapped at the same spot.
moving back two fingers into jimin’s mouth, jungkook kissed at the back of his neck. “you’re gonna show me how good you’ll be, okay?” thrusting his fingers in the dancer’s mouth who was sucking on them willingly, rubbing his erection into the sheet for friction.
the chocolate haired boy spanked the male once more before wrapping fingers around the butt plug, yet again thrusting it in and out the elder as his other hand wrapped around jimin’s hard cock that was covered in precum at the tip.
as he thrusted the plug in and out of jimin, jungkook also pumped away at the erection in his hand; jimin biting into the sheets to muffle the loud whimpers and moans that were escaping him. the petite boy’s hands were shaking as he grabbed onto the sheet also.
due to jimin being all worked up ever since he put the toy inside him earlier today, he knew he was going to cum soon as his cock was twitching in his boyfriend’s hand; prostate being brushed against with the plug. “fuck, baby, please.” voice portraying his overwhelm.
jimin begun to shake underneath jungkook who was kissing away at his neck too while touching him intimately at all angles. “i’m g-gonna.” was all that jimin could breathe out before the brunette completely stopped in every single action; watching jimin shake lightly.
“you were gonna what, baby prince? cum?” the brunette hushed in jimin’s ear before licking the skin underneath his earlobe. “boys who don’t listen don’t get the pleasure to cum.” jungkook continued with dominance, jimin whimpering with a lip quiver.
jimin and hoseok went to double check the venue and discuss plans and extra details with the venue coordinator. when they left, hoseok looked nervous during their walk which made the younger give a comforting rub on his back.
jungkook jumped, startled when the door slammed and he saw jimin slide down it. “okay, i’m nice. /too/ nice. why are people so viscous?” voice high and pitchy when he groaned. standing up, he flopped his body onto the brunette’s who had to hold them both up.
one that he wanted with the man in the living room right now with him.
namjoon will have to get over his feelings. he has to.
for hoseok and yoongi.
everyone had decided to arrive at the hotel early so they were able to settle in to have enough time to prepare themselves for tonight’s rehearsal dinner. jimin was on the phone in the lobby, contacting the service in terms of arrival.
jungkook woke up with a smile on his face to the sun rising, almost completing its mission. when he twisted in the sheet, he felt he was alone but saw a note on the side jimin was sleeping on.
jimin was all dressed up for the wedding as he finally got hoseok to stop crying from his nervous state. he redid the light makeup and fixed hoseok’s hair who gave jimin a grateful smile. “i’m sorry i’m a mess.” muttered the male apologetically.
“fu- fudge.” jimin censored himself due to the older woman, getting up and walking out quickly.
when the music began to play, jimin’s heart felt like it dropped.
𝒾 𝑔𝒾𝓋𝑒 𝓂𝓎 𝒽𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓉𝑜 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝓂𝓎 𝒽𝑒𝒶𝓇𝓉.
jungkook was singing. “he sings?” jimin muttered to himself in shock as he continued to walk slowly. all the man could do was stare at his boyfriend who was vocally blessed without his acknowledgment.
𝒾 𝒸𝒶𝓃’𝓉 𝓌𝒶𝒾𝓉 𝓉𝑜 𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓇𝓉
𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒾 𝓌𝒾𝓁𝓁 𝓃𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇 𝒷𝑒 𝒶𝓅𝒶𝓇𝓉
jimin now separated from seojoon, the two men standing on each side of the arch as jimin’s eyes were still on jungkook as he continued to sing. everyone then stood up when they indicated hoseok’s arrival.
the moment jungkook sing those lyrics, butterflies arrived at jimin’s stomach as hoseok began to walk down to isle but the elder couldn’t turn his gaze away from the brunette.
hoseok was halfway, smiling at the family and friends that were there to celebrate his special day. a small sniffle escaped from yoongi when jimin assumed he was crying or tearing up.
when hoseok made it into jimin’s peripheral vision as he walked under the arch, holding yoongi’s hands when he passed over the flowers, jimin let out a deep exhale.
𝒻𝓇𝑜𝓂 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝓂𝑜𝓂𝑒𝓃𝓉 𝑜𝓃
“you have been my rock, my happiness, my strength, my everything. i will take your love to give me hope, give me joy, and make me a better man. i vow to make you happy, to make you laugh and to cherish you.”
“t-that when challenges arise we will always find our way back to one another. to you, i promise a forever.”
“i, j-jung hoseok, take y-you, min yoongi.” hoseok brokenly repeated through his sobs.
“to be m-my lawfully wedded husband.”
“to have and to hold from this day forward.”
“to have a-and to hold f-from this day forward.”
“for better.” that’s when hoseok took a shaky breath before repeating.
“for richer, for poorer.”
“for richer...for p-poorer.”
“in sickness and in health.”
“i-in sickness and in health.”
“to love and to cherish.”
“to love...to cherish..” a tear slipping from hoseok’s eye.
“till death do us part.” the male breathed out, wiping at his eyes, not caring about the light makeup anymore. no one in the audience did for theirs either. “yoongi, repeat after me.” and so the blonde did, hoseok trying to resist the urge to kiss him.
yoongi’s shaky fingers went towards hoseok’s left wedding finger that still displayed the engagement ring. “with this ring, i marry you.”
𝒷𝓊𝓉 𝒾’𝒹 𝓌𝒶𝒾𝓉 𝒶 𝒽𝓊𝓃𝒹𝓇𝑒𝒹 𝓂𝑜𝓇𝑒 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝓎𝑜𝓊
the vocal range of the song fittest the petite boy’s voice as the married couple began to dance to the tune, in each other’s worlds.
𝓌𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓅𝓇𝒾𝓋𝒾𝓁𝑒𝑔𝑒 𝑜𝒻 𝒷𝑒𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇𝓈 𝓌𝑜𝓊𝓁𝒹 𝒹𝑜
his eyes landing back onto his boyfriend’s who was still shocked. now he could feel how jimin felt when he was singing earlier.
𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝒾𝓈 𝓂𝓎 𝓉𝓊𝓇𝓃𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓅𝒶𝑔𝑒
𝓌𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝑜𝓃𝓁𝓎 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓈𝓌𝑒𝑒𝓉𝑒𝓈𝓉 𝓌𝑜𝓇𝒹𝓈 𝓇𝑒𝓂𝒶𝒾𝓃
his grip of the mic growing tighter when he focused more on the lyrics.
𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓎 𝓀𝒾𝓈𝓈 𝒾𝓈 𝒶 𝒸𝓊𝓇𝓈𝒾𝓋𝑒 𝓁𝒾𝓃𝑒
𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓎 𝓉𝑜𝓊𝒸𝒽 𝒾𝓈 𝒶 𝓇𝑒𝒹𝑒𝒻𝒾𝓃𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓅𝒽𝓇𝒶𝓈𝑒
𝒾 𝓈𝓊𝓇𝓇𝑒𝓃𝒹𝑒𝓇 𝓌𝒽𝑜 𝒾’𝓋𝑒 𝒷𝑒𝑒𝓃 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝓌𝒽𝑜 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒶𝓇𝑒
the strong notes catching back the brunette’s attention.
the smile lingered on the younger’s lips when his eyes connected with the singer on stage. “yeah...i am..” he confessed gently. he was in love with jimin. he wasn’t ashamed of it.
jimin smiled with his eyes at the brunette who only winked at him; hands stuffed in his pockets.
𝓌𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒾 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝓁𝒾𝓋𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝒶𝓁𝑜𝓃𝑔
jimin sang before the song fell back into an instrumental before ending, everyone clapping for the band and singer as well as the wedded couple. when jimin came off stage, he went straight to jungkook; kissing him deeply.
“what do you mean?” jimin pouted in sympathy.
“i lost the place where i wanted my book store.” admitted the man, jungkook’s features growing soft.
he wanted that forever.
💞i’ll be starting this sometime this week if you’re interested 💞