The living room was soundless,broken only by the low, distant hum of the traffic outside and the rustle of shopping bags from the hallway where Jin and Namjoon had dropped their things before heading out again for a romantic date.
Jungkook was sitting on the couch,his right leg bouncing restlessly, staring at his half empty glass of Americano on the coffee table. Jimin came from the kitchen with a bowl of grapes and flopped on the couch next to him, chewing lazily.
" You've been oddly quiet." he noted through a mouthful." I mean that's your usual status the last couple of weeks but this is a brand new level of weirdness."
Jungkook didn't know how to respond to that. Something inside him was itchy and didn't know how to handle it.
Jimin cropped up his head." Did something else happen that you're not telling me? I heard you talking to Aespa. Did you finally tell her to fuck off?"
Jungkook gave Jimin's brazen face a sideway glance." No. We talked and she's in Bangkok for a catwalk."
" So what's up?"
Jungkook swirled his head, munching on his lower lip,throat bobbing as he forced himself to speak.." I gotta tell you something. The night that Kim kissed me..he was furious because when I was having a smoke break this guy came and made a move on me.. tried to kiss me and Taehyung might have.. misunderstood what was actually happening."
Jimin's jaw dropped, blinking his eyes several times, putting his bowl away and wiping his hands on his sweatpants." That bastard! Did you punch him? Kick his balls? Knocked his teeth out?How could you not tell me? Idiot!"
" Sorry..I pushed him away but before I could react,he appeared out of nowhere. He thinks I kissed that fucker back. I didn't,Jimin! I swear!"
The older's eyes narrowed and his expression was dead serious." First of all,why do you care if Kim misunderstood? And second I believe you."
Jungkook opened his mouth and closed with the same speed.
" Yeah! Got it. Of course he misunderstood., dummy!The guy thinks the whole world revolves around who gets to suck your soul out,through your mouth."
Jungkook ignored the comment and the crimson red coating his cheeks." He punched him. Yelled at me and then.."his voice dropped."kissed me."
"Mmmm..a ' I own every inch of you ' kiss. There's nothing more arousing than a claiming kiss." he whooped jokingly." And we know how that made you feel."
" Jimin, stop teasing me!"
The older squatted down and lisped." You're blushing. I've never seen you blush and it's all because of that kiss. "
"I'm not blushing! Don't be ridiculous!" he strongly protested but the heat in his cheeks screamed the opposite.
" Won't argue." Jimin replied, shrugging but that teasing smile never left his mouth." If you're so worried he got the wrong idea,why don't you explain? Tell him what happened. I guess he was so freaking mad,he couldn't behave properly."
" What are you saying? I won't explain. He doesn't need to know and I don't owe him an explanation."
" Then why are we even talking about it? Let him believe you were making out with a random dude in the dark while screaming of how straight you are."
Jungkook abruptly stood up,raking his fingers through his hair." I..I don't fancy being thought of as a cheater."
" Kook, don't play me for a fool! This has nothing to do with that girl or cheating. You got hard from kissing him. You want him. And I'd advise you to quit resisting and let him fuck you. Let him show you what you're missing."
Jimin's words were too blunt and straightforward. He began pacing in the living room." I..I.. can't.. he's..a man.."
" Good for you to notice. But it doesn't change the fact that you got hard. From him. A man. Not a woman. Not Aespa."
"Jimin..I.." his tongue was tangled as he kept pacing and ruffling his hair.
" The doctors said your condition isn't physical but mental. You're attracted to men. Well to one in particular."
" But what kind of sick, twisted mind gets aroused by a guy he hates?" he asked out loud.
Jimin stood up and moved closer,his hand gripping on Jungkook's arm, halting him." A guy who hasn't been fucked in like..never. A guy who's terrified of discovering his true nature. A guy who wants Kim Taehyung to fuck him to oblivion. And there's nothing wrong with that!"
Jungkook gazed at his friend with blazing eyes and ragged breaths.He tried to look away but his eyes seemed stuck.
" Kook, you're my family,my brother,my best friend and I love you. I have watched you struggling with yourself and your identity for years. Wanting a man,this man doesn't show weakness and vulnerability. You're not broken…at least not the way you think. This man can break you more and fix you at the same time. Your heart,your body is screaming the truth and your logic is fighting back." He hugged him." Don't miss the chance of becoming whole."
" I'm not..gay."
" Maybe not..but does it really matter at this point? You want Taehyung. You're into him. You need that annoying, arrogant, devastatingly hot asshole."
Jungkook pushed him and stepped back. " This is crazy."
" Is it? What's crazy is you pretending you're happy,fooling yourself with insignificant women you don't want and forcing yourself to get hard with them.This isn't who you are."
Jungkook raised both hands, wagging them at him." No. No. I have a girlfriend. I hate him."
" Deny it all you want. But he's the one who makes your body tremble with desire." He took a long breath. Perhaps Jungkook wasn't ready to accept the truth yet. Maybe he wasn't ready to recognise the source of his need but Jimin wouldn't shut up. Not anymore." That kiss? You didn't just kiss him back. You craved it– longed for it. It made your heart pound. Your breath hitch. Your knees bent. Your whole body shake."
Jungkook's face flushed and his breathing choked, remembering the feeling." Shut up.."
" I'm done shutting up. You want Kim. Even if you believe you hate him. Even if he drives you insane. You want to feel him.Stop fighting it. Try something real. Try him!"
Jungkook looked like he was ready to explode.He stared at Jimin,calm and certain of his words but he felt more puzzled and frustrated than ever." I don't know who the fuck I am anymore."
Jimin reached out and held his hand, feeling him trembling." You're Jungkook. The same obnoxious, naughty brat who gives me a headache. Whatever or whoever you want.. it's still you."
" I still hate his guts." the younger muttered, pulling a face.
Jimin sneered." Then let him hate-fuck you and get it out of your system.!"
"JIMIN!"
"Oh please! If it solves your erectile dysfunction and makes you see stars, it's a win-win situation."He giggled and continued."I do have a question and you'd better not lie to me,mister. How badly do you want him? Do you fantasize about him..naked in bed doing all sorts of nasty things to you?" He wiggled his eyebrows.
Jungkook mumbled something incoherent,balling his fists and storming out of the room. Jimin's laughter followed him down the hallway.
" I thought so..you in deep shit buddy!"
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The door of their apartment opened and Jimin fell into his boyfriend's arms,kissing him hungrily."You're early today. I usually have to call you at least four times before you decide to come." Jimin said as soon as his lips set Yoongi free.
" I was promised food."
" That's devastating." Jimin pouted." I thought you missed me."
" I did but I also missed Jin hyung's cooking." He held Jimin's hand and walked inside, closing the door behind him. He greeted the Kim's and Jungkook and took a seat at the table, Jimin on his lap." You know how much I enjoy food,baby."
" Sometimes more than me." Jimin muttered,sulking.
Yoongi smiled." I've got three pleasures in life. You,food and sleep."
" Apparently not in that order." Jungkook teased both of them, munching on a carrot.
Jimin huffed." Eat your carrot, bunny!"
Jungkook poked his tongue and gave his brother the middle finger without anyone noticing.
" Stop bickering,you two." Jin scolded his brats. He knew once they started, they'd turn the house into a warzone." Food will be ready in five. Go set the table."
The two boys whispered something between gritted teeth and followed Jin's instructions. The apartment was filled with the scent of grilled meat, kimchi,garlic and the loud hum of laughter. Jin was at the table, pointing his chopsticks dramatically at Namjoon like he was arguing a life-or-death case over the best way to marinate beef.
Namjoon, completely ignorant to cooking,was defending sesame oil like it was his thesis. Yoongi was sitting cross-legged at the table next to Jimin,who was enjoying the little quarrel. Yoongi was quietly amused watching the chaotic domestic moments with a gentle smile tugging at his lips.
Jungkook was sitting beside Jimin, mechanically chewing his food, giving a chuckle here and there but his eyes remained distant. It didn't go unnoticed by Yoongi. The way his shoulders stayed stiff,his gaze occasionally farting to the window,his thumb tapping rhythmically on the rim of his glass.
Jimin was pouring drinks, laughing and blabbering but Yoongi could tell he had noticed it too. His eyes were sad every time he gazed at Jungkook.
" So Yoongi, how's work? Beat anyone lately?"Jin asked,mid-bite,waving a piece of kimchi.
" Hyung,we don't beat people. We show them what will happen if they misbehave."
" Right! That's one way of putting it!" Jin pointed out. "Jimin told me you nearly decked a guy for hitting on him at the club last week."He raised his brows, munching on a piece of kimchi.
Yoongi blinked." That's..an exaggeration."
Namjoon gave him a sideways glance, smiling."So you didn't say ' touch him again and I'll rearrange your bone structure'?"
Yoongi picked up his soju calmly." He was being a jerk. I was being poetic." He took a sip then left it on the table.
" Poetic,huh? You match perfectly with Namjoon."Jin teased him.
Jimin giggled." That's what happens when you find two intellectuals as partners. They shout, beat,argue with poetic licence."
Jin chewed on his meat and said." I don't know about Yoongi but Namjoon doesn't beat people. He confronts them with constructive dialogue and philosophical quotes."
" I can beat a guy if I want to." Namjoon protested, looking at his husband's smirk." I prefer to solve differences with conversation and dialogue."
"I prefer my fist." Yoongi noted." It's quicker and more effective."
" Yeah! It requires using less brain cells." Jimin lisped, wiggling his brows.
" My brain cells are fine. I don't like using them on drunken bastards. My fist is much more persuasive."
Laughter erupted around the table and even Jungkook showed a grin. Small and fleeting but nevertheless real. He hadn't said a word throughout lunch and Yoongi took note of that. He knew how to read between silence better than anyone. And Jungkook's silence wasn't anger rather than chaos pretending to be calm.
Lunch was over. Jin and Jungkook were cleaning the table and washing the dishes, Namjoon was reading his book in the living room and Yoongi quietly dragged Jimin to his room. He leaned against the closed door,arms crossed over his chest.
" Are you gonna tell me what's up with Jungkook?" he asked,preamble.
Jimin sprawled on his bed, looking up from his phone." Yoongi,subtlety?"
" Didn't bring it today."
Jimin let out a sigh,sat up and left his phone on the side." He's losing it, Yoongi. I don't think he realises how bad it's getting. I'm seriously worried about him."
" What is it?" Yoongi asked, walking closer to him and sitting at the edge of the bed."Trouble at work? Aespa?"
The younger shook his head." Worse. Emotional identity crisis. Confusion and frustration mixed with his inability to realise and acknowledge his true nature."
Yoongi scratched his jaw, his brows knitted in concern." Still refuses to admit he's gay? I mean we all know it. The only one turning a blind eye is Kook."
" I tried telling him. He's resisting."
" Does it have to do with the big boss? Kim?"
Jimin nodded slowly." He kissed him."
"Kim? He kissed Kook?" Yoongi blinked a couple of times even though it didn't come as a shock to him.
"And Kook kissed back. He loved it, Yoongi. He wanted it to happen."
Yoongi swept his hand from his hair to his chin." I'll be damned! I noticed something between them. Tension. Looks. But I didn't think Kim would have the balls to kiss him."
" I was certain it would come to this."
" He's losing it, isn't he?"
Jimin stood up and started pacing in the room."He's trying to keep it together. For Aespa. For himself. For his idiotic belief he's straight. But Taehyung is pushing him. Makes him question his beliefs. Makes him feel things Kook doesn't want to name.Makes him doubt his identity."
Yoongi leaned his elbows on his knees." He's terrified."
" He's stubborn. He thinks being turned on by a man is the worst,most twisted thing that could happen to him. It means his entire identity is in crisis."
" Poor kid. He needs time to digest it. To see clearly and understand that's who he is."
" He was always so hard on himself. Wanted to be normal. To fit in."
" It's not about being normal but about being honest with his feelings. It's time someone reminded him that love doesn't play by the rules. Man or woman..the heart doesn't see that." he added with a low exhale." He's making himself miserable and all those around him."
Jimin sat on his lap,fingers trailing his face." Is that romantic Yoongi or security guard Yoongi?"
" Security…because the real threat here is self destruction."
" He needs time."
" Don't let him drown in it."
" I won't."
" And if Kim hurts him…" Yoongi's face darkened."Boss or not, I won't be poetic next time,love. "
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The city outside Jungkook's window pulsed in silver and ink-neon light bleeding through the glass, painting erratic patterns on the ceiling of his dimly lit bedroom. The room was quiet and inside Jungkook's mind, there was no stillness. There was chaos and confusion but mostly fire. A fire that burnt his skin.
It started as always. In his sleep. A dream that blurred the lines between memory and illusion. Taehyung was present. Jungkook felt him. The hoarse of his voice curling into his ear,his breath warm,his touch,savage and silky, brushing over Jungkook's bare skin,a whisper of sin. Taehyung 's eyes were molten,his mouth decadent, slightly parted to release those hushed, passionate sounds Jungkook often imagined in the deepest folds of the night.
Then came the weight,the body and finally the heat. Strong hands roaming on his skin, wrapped around his waist,teeth grazing and biting his neck. A voice,raspy and deep,mixed with growls and moans, whispering his name like a prayer." Jungkook.. Jungkook.." His name had never sounded more powerful like a worship. His body jolted awake,soaked in silky sweat,breath in gaps,chest heaving from need. The sheets tangled between his thighs as if he was battling in his dreams.
He combed the room and kept staring into the darkness,pulse vibrating to his ribs. He was uncontrollably panting,his skin felt feverish but the worst of all was that his cock was thudding inside his boxer,thick with desire,drenched in precum, painfully hard. He grinded his jaw and forced himself to breathe.
Did he want to escape the yearning thoughts in his head? Yeap. Was he willing to do it?
Unfortunately nope. At some point he had to admit his defeat. He was horny, mercilessly aroused and every time he blinked Taehyung 's image appeared. Bent over him, touching him, kissing him, whispering filthy,erotic words while pounding his ass.
He groaned in pain and surrender, fingers digging into the mattress."Fuck! Taehyung.." he lisped hoarsely.The name escaped,only this time with full knowledge, slipping from his trembling lips like a spell before he finally admitted his defeat..
His shaky hand crawled from his panting chest, pinching his right nipple,to his flat stomach ending beneath the waistband of his grey boxer,seeking relief. Something to ease the storm in his flesh.
He fisted his cock, stroking it to the frantic rhythm of lust and fantasy,hips twitching,lips parting in weeping moans. The image of Taehyung's mouth wrapped around his shaft,sucking him was enough to make him lose his mind. He imagined being fucked,rough and savage,his hole ravaged by that huge cock.
His boxer was abruptly kicked off,legs stretched as one hand was pumping his dick,thumb stroking and squeezing the moist tip,whilst the other unwillingly moved downwards, in the crack between his asscheeks,fingers rubbing the surprisingly wet hole. He was stripped of guilt and disturbing thoughts pestering his mind.
Jungkook wanted to cum. Needed to cum as much as the air he breathed to survive. He arched his back,forming a bow,curled his toes, swallowing a moan while his fingers slithered on his cock, roughly pulling down the foreskin.
"Taehyung..oh please..Tae.." His release came like tidal waves crushing the sore. Huge,thick spurts of cum erupted from his dick on his stomach and hand. Yet it wasn't sufficient to erase the thirst. He did it again and again and again till his fingers were numbed,his thighs were sore, his body was covered in sticky cum and his breath came in ragged gasps. Till he was completely spent, sprawled,drenched in desire,shame and lust.
" I can't.. can't escape him..I need him.. inside me.." It was almost painful to admit it out loud but who was he kidding? He had noticed Taehyung the moment he came strutting into the club and instantly felt he had to keep him at arms length,far away from him and each time they happened to cross paths Jungkook was alert. A defence mechanism to hide…he had no idea what but a clear idea from whom.
He curled up in bed, pressing his sweaty forehead to the crook of his arm,shaking. The craving hadn't fully disappeared but he was too worn out to even think." This can't..be happening..Oh dear God!" he murmured low and cranked.
But he knew,deep down he knew he was getting a little bit closer to his destruction.
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" Move. I said move." Jungkook asked,gulping down a curse,his shoulder slamming into a bulky figure in the corridor outside the storage room.He understood who it was without even bothering to lift up his head.That musky scent hit his nostrils and reminded him of last night's sin.
Taehyung didn't wince, he simply stood still. He leaned against the wall with a certain calmness, successfully hiding that his presence didn't set his nerves ablaze. His grey tailored suit clung to him, half unbuttoned,his sleeves rolled up to his elbows , exposing his long,veiny forearms.
" Feeling tense, pumpkin?"he whispered in a husky tone,lips slicked in a grin like he was enjoying it.
Jungkook took sharp breaths,chest rising and falling." I told you to move..sir."
However Taehyung made no effort to obey and deliberately stepped closer,his eyes scanning every inch of Jungkook's figure like a predator. His voice dropped when speaking,dark velvet along the rough edges of Jungkook's restraint.
" You're shaking sweetheart." he lisped, hunching over,their hot breaths mingling." Do you always tremble when you're this hard?"
The younger one froze on the spot. His breath choked in his throat,fists balling at his sides but it wasn't fear or anger that drove him. It was the striking realisation that he was indeed hard..too hard." You think you're so clever. Talking like that..like.." he gabbered his teeth,taking a few steps back, searching for a way out.
" Who are you trying to fool? Me or..you? I know you liked our kiss." Taehyung immediately intervened,his eyes boldly dropping to the huge bulge throbbing between the younger 's thighs." You're already aching for me. Did you think about me while jerking off last night? Or the night before? Or the night I kissed you in that alley and you nearly came in your pants like a desperate little.."
That was it! Jungkook snapped. Every bit of logic went down the drain. He slammed Taehyung back into the cold wall, snatching him by the collar with one hand,his breath ragged,his pupils dilated from need and undeniable lust. His left hand abruptly hooked around his neck as he surged forward and crashed their lips together in an aggressive, passionate kiss so raw and demanding that it was pure combustion.
Taehyung's lips parted with a thundering moan of need matching perfectly Jungkook's starvation. Their tongues collided in a feverish,fervit war of teeth and whimpers,mouths devouring like they wanted to consume each other. Jungkook's body was on fire as he pulled him impossibly closer, lifting one leg and wrapping it around the older's thigh. His tongue swirled inside the sinful mouth, savouring the smoky taste with savage desperation,strings of saliva dripping from the corners.
Taehyung 's both hands groped his ass, pressing their cocks together and the friction was relentless and dragging them to the abyss. Taehyung's cock swelled,precum staining the layers of his expensive pants,mixing with the younger 's.
" Fuck.." Jungkook hissed against his mouth, stripped of shame." I hate you..I fucken..hate you.."
Taehyung sneered,his lips brushing the boy's jaw then biting the smooth skin all the way to his neck." Liar. You want me to fuck you so hard you'll forget your own name. You need my cock as much as the air you breathe."
Jungkook's head was tossed back,his swollen lips half opened,his eyes blinking while a raw moan surged out of him. His shaky fingers clutched tighter around his collar, knuckles going numb but he was still rubbing his cock on Taehyung's.
" Say it. Say you want me to fuck you. Say you need my cock." His tongue swirled on his neck,lapping and biting the scorching flesh, slowly yet brutally erotic.
Jungkook wanted to send him to bloody hell but not a word came out. On the contrary, he pressed their mouths again,teeth dragging over the man's lips,gasping as his tongue invaded the wet cavity, reaching all the way to his throat. He was drowning in an ocean of filthy lust and didn't give a damn anymore.
Suddenly,he was abruptly pushed off, lurching back,chest pumping, eyes full of disbelief. He unwillingly whimpered at the unexpected and licked his lips. Humiliation along with disappointment crashed through his hot veins.
Taehyung arched an eyebrow, running his thumb on his bottom lip, observing the lust in his beautiful eyes." Still think you're straight,Jeon?" he murmured,voice laced with sarcasm." I won't make it easy for you. You'll beg me to fuck you. You'll plead me to fuck your filthy hole and breed you. My cock will be the only one fucking your ass."
Jungkook was struck dumb watching him turn around and walk away,leaving him strained, painfully hard but surprisingly not angry. Just horny and needy. Taehyung's smell,the taste of his lips,his veiny hands roaming on his body,their cocks grinding together. He barely made it inside the storage, banging the door behind him before collapsing on the ground.
He tried to breathe,to think rationally but he was there.
His words were stuck in his head,his mouth was still tangled in his,his scent hooked around his aching body. If Taehyung hadn't left,he would have surrendered without a fight. He'd let him do whatever he wanted, suck him,fuck him,breed him and he'd get immense pleasure from it.
Jungkook's will was bent. He had no strength left to resist. He wasn't scared to admit that he wanted nothing more than to have that man dominate his body and soul." I..want..him..oh God! What will I do?" His voice sounded broken and darker than his soul. He needed Taehyung to be rough on him. To make him do the filthiest,most wicked things to him. Hear him whispering dirty words while plunging deeper inside him.
He squeezed his thighs,hand rubbing his cock above his stained black pants. He hissed, shutting his eyes closed and his palm kept stroking the painful bulge, gulping on thin air. He was so absorbed in reaching his highs he paid no notice to the door opening and closing,the footsteps looming up or the tall figure stooping over him.
" Are you thinking about me sweetie? Oh don't stop on my account..not when you're this hard..cum..cum for me..cum for daddy.." a rusky voice whispered in the distance, fingers gripping tight on his hair.
Jungkook's eyes opened wide at the word 'daddy'. It was so exhilaratingly pleasurable and he didn't stop the friction or pushed him away. He simply grabbed Taehyung 's collar again to anchor himself while his eyes were pinned on the man." This..proves..nothing.." he spat with his voice cracking through the sentence, betraying his need." I don't..want..this..I.. don't."
Taehyung's lips glossed over his ear, slurping his lobe." I believe you never wanted anything more than this in your entire life." He kissed him again but this time it felt different. It was teasing,calculated and methodical. He licked inside the boy's mouth like he owned it with profound dominance. One hand slid down his side, just above his thigh, snatching his hip,rolling him forward.
Jungkook whimpered. Yes, he was corrupted to the core,his gaze didn't flatter,his mind utterly empty,every nerve in his heated body was screaming for release. The friction continued alongside with the kiss bringing him a step closer to his orgasm.
The words Taehyung lisped to his ear, cutting their kiss short, caused him to pang." You want me to touch you." He nibbled on the blazing skin below his chin." To make you fall apart. I could make you scream from pleasure. Make you moan my name and beg for my cock to thrust inside your dirty hole..I bet it's already wet..but not yet baby boy. Not until you beg me to fuck your brains out."
Jungkook could no longer hold back his moans,his hips bucked willingly, chasing after the release he was so desperately craved for. His body betrayed him in the presence of the man he hated and he wasn't feeling the least bit ashamed.
" Bastard..you son of a bitch.. wanna cum..make..me cum.." He kept on rubbing his dick, gulping hard.
The older sneered and squeezed his hip harder in his palm, biting down a moan that threatened to expose his own painful state. He was also hard as a fucken rock and ready to cum untouched." I won't let you cum baby boy. Not now. I want you writhing in bed tonight, screaming for daddy into your pillow,haunted by me..by what you could have.."
Taehyung smirked and rolled his thigh harder against him, eliciting a sharp gasp. Jungkook clung to his collar now, head thrown back against the wall, lips parted in agony. And then..he stood up and stepped back.
Jungkook's body howled in protest,his cock throbbing, thudding,aching for release,his veins bubbling. Taehyung was already by the door,his fingers clung on the handle as if it was the most natural thing. The boy's hand fell to the side,legs stretched,back spanned, toes curled,eyes pleadingly fixed on him,moans he could no longer suppress rattled the silence while his orgasm lashed on his body, swarming his pants with loads of cum, scattering him to tiny, little pieces and putting him back together.
" Tae…" An indisputable admission of defeat.
" You're a terrible liar Jeon. Your mouth hates me but your body is begging to be fucked. You don't know the first thing about hate."he replied,his tone going back to cold elegance."But desire? You're a pro." He walked out the door, shutting it behind him and leaving Jungkook on the floor, breathless,horny beyond sanity and trembling with need. Not rage but pure need.
He had blatantly come right in front of Kim like a horny slut but oddly he felt no shame at his actions. He wanted that bastard to wreck him to the point his body would numb from fucking. Yeap! His mouth loathed him but his body craved for him. His eyes hunkered down to his pants. A huge,wet stain of sticky cum was visible and he..he laughed. He fucken laughed.
He didn't feel the usual need to puke or the constant stirring from disgust in his stomach. He could only feel the desire to be ravished by Kim. Choked and gagged by his cock thrusting in his mouth while on his knees,naked and burning.
Then he remembered he was gone for too long and eventually someone could come searching for him and in his current condition that could be humiliating. He took a breather,leaned on his palms, jumped to his feet that felt mussy like jello and straightened his posture.
Thinking about the strain on his cock he scrunched his lips together and tried to come up with a solution to hide it. " There must be something in here I can use.." He scanned the storage, biting his nails and huffing. He opened a few cabinets,checked behind the liquor shelves and finally found new aprons in one of the drawers. He put it on, securing it around his waist, grabbed a crate of whiskey and returned to the bar.
" What the hell took you so long?" Jimin asked the moment Jungkook stepped foot in the bar,the crate in his hands." Did you travel all the way to the distillery to get the whiskey?"
" I'm here now so quit nagging me." he scoffed, leaving the crate on the floor and slowly placing the bottles on the shelves behind him. His hands were shaking,his face was flushed,nearly breaking a bottle of experience aged whiskey and Jimin noticed.
He elbowed him and nearly made him drop a bottle." Hey, watch it! What's wrong with you,Jeon?"
" Don't call me Jeon! I hate being called Jeon! I hate it. I hate it " he snapped for no reason and Jimin was one hundred percent certain something was definitely off. He wasn't about to let it go easily. He gripped his arm, forcefully dragging him out in the corridor and trapped him in a corner.
" Start talking, mister!" He waved his finger to his face,fed up with his pigheaded attitude. This has gone too far!" And don't you even think about lying! I've had it with you and your stupidity!"
Jungkook darted his gaze afraid his face would betray the storm within him but he was between a rock and a hard place. And God he needed to talk! Wanted to get them out of his chest but shame was an obstacle. Over the past few months he was blubbering about how he wasn't gay,how he hated Kim's guts, how sick that man made him feel,denying his needs. How could he admit what he wanted now?
" You're not talking." Jimin reminded him,getting the hump from his silence.
Jungkook's lips split in half and glued back again. He rubbed his palms on his apron, sensing he had to walk on eggshells if he didn't want to make a fool of himself and give that 'shorty' the opportunity to make jokes about him for the next decade. Or hear the ' I told you so' from his big mouth.
"Hyung.."
"Oh no! Don't you dare 'hyung' me like that!" Jimin jabbed a finger to his chest." You and I have been telling each other everything ever since we were kids! Don't you dare shut me out!"
Jungkook's jaw tightened,his muscle ticking furiously." I'm not a kid anymore."
" And I'm not stupid, dumbass. When something is wrong I sense it."
Jungkook looked away,the burden of his problem weighing on his shoulders. Plus knowing his brother,he wasn't about to quit anytime soon." I was on my way to the storage when I bumped into.."
" Let me have a wild guess! Kim."
" Yeah..we..I..well I.."
Jimin huffed and puffed, rubbing his temples with his fingers." Can we skip the pronouns and cut to the chase?"
" I ki– kissed him Jimin. I grabbed him and kissed like no tomorrow. I literally tried to devour him. Then I got..horny and hard from a single kiss again and you know..needed to.."
" Cum! You needed to cum, for crying outloud!" Jimin blurted because finally they were making some progress." Annnnnnd?"
Jungkook let a frustrated sigh escape his lips."He got me even harder and walked out on me..so I went into the storage to..take care of my.. problem. He followed me and saw me..fixing it.." he unexpectedly blushed and giggled." I..came right in front of him. I came so hard I almost blacked out. And the weird part is..I enjoyed it." He began chewing on his bottom lip,still red as a poppy." I kind of..sort of.. perhaps..I want him?" he stated in a whisper, waiting for Jimin's teasing.
Surprisingly,Jimin pulled him into a tight hug, finally feeling they were making some progress. Admitting was the first step to realisation! " It was about time,Kook! I'm thrilled for you. So proud of you for admitting it! I'm here for you,baby. I'll do anything to help you. You're not alone."
Jungkook furrowed his eyebrows,eyes looking sideways and upwards. It wasn't the reaction he was waiting for. He was rather expecting a sarcastic jab and a grin from ear to ear. Instead he got an emotional response and it confused him even more." You're not gonna tease me? Throw me' the I told you so'?"
Jimin smiled at his idiotic friend and cupped his cheeks with his hands." I've been waiting for this statement for years, Kook and I'm not about to laugh on your face. You've been struggling with yourself since I can remember and it's the first time your face is calm. Like it got the peace it needed. You want him."
Jungkook's doubts weren't exactly appeased at the striking knowledge he did in fact wanted the guy he hated the most. But it was him that had woken up his nonexistent sexual desire and it was more baffling than ever. How can you possibly want the man you hate to fuck you? "I'm scared, Jimin.. it's such a big change and I'm lost..I never had sexual fantasies for a man before."
" Because you didn't allow yourself to have. You shut down your feelings and smothered your needs out of fear. Now that they're out in the open you can hide anymore."
"Is that a good thing?"
" You're embracing your true nature. It's a big step."
Jungkook quirked a disbelieving brow." You think?"
"You're finally realising you're not straight."
"I didn't say that!" The younger barked."This isn't about labels. It's about him! He's fucking ruining me."
" And you're letting him." Jimin proclaimed and all the teasing was gone from his voice." You're fighting a war you've already lost. You believe denying it will make it go away? You think you can beat desire and keep lying to yourself?"
The younger one knew his friend was dead right! He could no longer run but he couldn't admit it to Kim's face either."What do I do now,Jimina? I don't know how to deal with it..with him."
"Mmmm..my advice is still play a little hard to get. Don't throw yourself into his arms but don't get too shirty with him either. Let him..fight for you,make the next move and see how it goes."
" You think he will after turning him down so many times?"
" Damn right I do! He's been after you for far too long to quit now that you practically came for him in front of his own eyes! Whatever he does, play along with it."
" So..kiss first, punch and kick his balls later?"
" No!" Jimin protested,facepalming himself."We stay away from the parts we need. His cock is your first priority idiot!" he strictly scolded him and continued."And please.. please end your 'thing' with that woman. She's getting in the way."
Aespa had completely slipped his mind. He hadn't speared a thought on her for weeks. I guess Jimin was right all along. She never meant anything for him and he had led her on,had an affair with her only to reject her. Jungkook hated himself for being an asshole."What do I tell her? I'm feeling bad for her."
" Oh please! You shouldn't feel guilty for things you can't control! These things happen. You date someone,get to know each other,make out,see if you're a match,in your case.. you're not. You break up." Jimin casually replied, shaking his hand. " Case closed!"
Jungkook leaned against the wall,hands on his apron pockets and freed an exasperated huff."It's easier said than done. She's nice and I hate to break her heart."
" You could just tell her you need a dick up your bonny ass to get your cock hard and she doesn't have one to turn you on."
Jungkook smacked his head in irritation."You're a dickhead!"
Jimin's eyes sparkled with deviance and the strong desire to tease him." So..how does it feel to 'board the dude train'? Huh? How gay do you feel now Mr.Straight guy? Ready to bottom for Kim? I bet your ass is gonna love getting fucked by that gigantic cock!"
Jungkook balled his fists to the sides, gnashing his teeth, throwing him a bombastic side eye."JIMIN I'M WARNING YOU SHORTY!"he yelled at the top of his lungs. Then he realised Jimin's words so he frowned and raised his brow." How do you know his cock is.. gigantic? Are you checking him out? Because if you are, I'm telling hyung that you go around looking at other men's dicks."
" Jealous ass!" Jimin burst out laughing,holding his stomach and eventually dragged him back into the bar to finish their shift and go home. None of them noticed the stranger observing their every move from the darkness across the bar, hidden in one of the corner tables.