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Little Secrets [JIKOOK]

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The Jeon family was like any other family. Mr. and Mrs. Jeon enjoyed a nice and comfortable life with their two teenage boys Jungkook and Jimin. Mr. Jeon was a financial advisor and worked pretty much around the clock. But his family was used to his late hours and cherished the time they did spend together as a family. To ensure that the boys did have a structured upbringing, Mrs. Jeon worked from home as a consultant, mostly in interior design. Their boys used to be very close as children, but as they entered those difficult teenage years, they became very distant from each other. The reason for that being, they had a three-year age difference and very opposite personalities. Jungkook, a 16-yearold, was an all-round jock. He was on the wrestling team, he played soccer and he ran track. Jeon Jungkook was the pride and joy of his high school when it came to athleticism. On the other hand, Jimin, a 13-yearold, had no interest in sports whatsoever. Ever since he was a child, he always had certain feminine aspects to him. As a young teenage boy, he had more beautiful feminine features to him than most of the girls his age. Jimin had smooth, soft skin, a warm and captivating smile, a tiny waist and gorgeous hair. His face was flawless, not even a hint of teenage acne. His petite, delicate body made him a very attractive guy. But what really made all the boys question their sexuality was Jimin’s soft, round and thick booty (Jibooty). Since Jimin was a little bit of a tease and overly proud of his perfect good looks, he made sure that everyone always drooled over him. He always wore very tight skinny jeans to highlight his round mounds and those thick thighs that everyone was secretly dying to get in between.

 

It was a Monday morning and Jungkook was sitting in the kitchen having breakfast when Jimin walked in. Jungkook quickly gave him a onceover and rolled his eyes. For the past couple of years, Jungkook couldn’t stand Jimin at all. Everything he did just annoyed Jungkook to his very core.

‘Why are you always dressed like a little slut?’ Jungkook sneered.

‘Why does it even bother you?’ Jimin chuckled. He secretly enjoyed irritating Jungkook.

‘Because I’m your brother. You’re embarrassing me.’ Jungkook scowled.

‘Relax Kook, we don’t even go to the same school.’ Jimin smirked, furtively glancing at Jungkook’s muscular chest. In another life, Jimin would’ve wanted such a muscular built as well. It was one of the reasons why he always admired Jungkook.

‘Yes, but everyone knows we’re related. All my friends make fun of me. They call you my little sister!’ Jungkook snapped, clenching his fists. But Jimin simply burst out in laughter, upsetting Jungkook even more.

‘Oh yeah? So all your friends wanna fuck me?’ Jimin grinned teasingly.

‘You have some serious issues.’ Jungkook retorted, standing up and taking his plate and glass to the sink.

‘Trust me, I know.’ Jimin mumbled to himself, secretly smiling while staring at Jungkook’s back muscles. Unknowingly, he licked his plump lips as his mind wandered off to some very inappropriate thoughts. But he snapped out of it when his mother walked into the kitchen.

‘Sweetie, thanks for helping with the dishes.’ Their mother said with a smile, fondly caressing Jungkook’s face.

‘Sure thing mom.’ Jungkook replied with a smile.

‘And good, you’re both ready for school. Jungkook, I’m gonna need you to give your brother a ride to school. Your father had to leave early for an appointment.’

‘What?! No! Mom, I don’t wanna drive him. Just let him take the bus.’ Jungkook objected, not wanting to be alone with Jimin in a confined space.

‘What is the problem here? It’s on the way to your school.’ His mother pointed out.

‘I don’t wanna be seen with him.’ Jungkook sighed in annoyance.

‘And why is that? He is your brother.’ His mother scolded with a stern expression, crossing her arms.

‘Hyung thinks I embarrass him.’ Jimin interjected, a sad expression on his face.

‘Jungkook is that true?’ She asked, incredulous.

‘Well maybe if he didn’t look like some---

‘Some what?’ His mother interjected, raising her voice.

‘Some fucking quee---

‘JUNGKOOK! What is the matter with you?! Don’t you dare use that language with me! Apologize to your brother immediately!’ She shouted, making both boys a bit anxious.

‘I’m sorry.’ Jungkook whispered with his gaze lowered.

‘It’s fine.’ Jimin mumbled.

‘Now either you take Jimin to school, or you both take the bus.’ Their mother stated. Jungkook clenched his fists then walked to his room to grab his backpack and car keys.

‘Jimin, you know your father and I are okay with you freely expressing yourself, but why do you insist on dressing like this for school? I’m just worried that the other kids will make fun of you for being different.’ She enquired, running her hand through his soft hair.

‘Mom, I’m not different, I’m gay. And the other kids don’t bother me. A lot of the girls hate me because their boyfriends always stare at me, but I don’t mind.’ Jimin smiled proudly, making his mother chuckle.

‘Well okay then. Just don’t let me get another call from your principal because you were making-out with some boy much older than you.’ His mother warned, a serious look on her face.

‘He wasn’t much older, he was hyung’s age.’ Jimin chuckled.

‘What? You were making-out with some guy my age?’ Jungkook remarked upon entering the kitchen, clearly angered.

‘Relax Jungkook, Jimin and I have talked about that. Jimin go wait in the car while I have a quick word with your brother.’ She insisted. Jimin nodded and left.

‘What is it mom?’ Jungkook sighed.

‘Are you ashamed of your brother? Does it bother you that he’s gay?’ She inquired, trying her best to remain calm.

‘No mom, it doesn’t bother me. Look, I’m sorry for what I said. I’m just going through some stuff right now.’ Jungkook replied in a soft tone. He had been rather frustrated lately, but he couldn’t exactly talk to anyone about it.

‘Sweetie, you know you can always talk to me about these things. Why don’t we take a nice walk together this afternoon, get some food and just talk things through?’ She kindly offered with a smile.

‘Thanks mom, but I’m not ready to talk. I just need some time.’

‘That’s okay. I’m here when you’re ready. Oh but you are grounded for using that offensive language in my house. When your father gets home, we’ll discuss your punishment.’ She reprimanded.

 

When Jungkook got into his car, Jimin was putting on lip-gloss. Jungkook rolled his eyes yet again and tried very hard not to stare at his luscious lips. They were driving for 10 minutes in awkward silence when Jungkook decided to break the ice.

‘Why do you need lipstick?’ Jungkook asked, making Jimin smile.

‘First of all, it’s lip-gloss. And how else am I supposed to get high school boys to kiss me?’ Jimin grinned teasingly.

‘Wouldn’t that make their lips sticky too?’ Jungkook posed, trying his best to have a brotherly conversation with Jimin. If he was being honest, Jungkook was not at all bothered by Jimin’s sexuality. In fact, he secretly envied Jimin for being so open, honest and confident all the time. He only wished he could have such a carefree attitude as well. But envy was not the main reason why Jungkook preferred to keep a certain distance from Jimin.

‘No, it’s not sticky. It’s water-based and flavored. Do you wanna taste it?’ Jimin offered with a type of smile Jungkook had never seen on him before. Jungkook’s eyes widened and his palms got sweaty around the steering wheel as he carefully glanced at Jimin’s soft, shimmering lips.

‘Uh… what?’ Jungkook stuttered. Jimin then scoffed and took out the tube from his pocket. Then he took Jungkook’s hand and squeezed a tiny amount on his thumb, all the while blushing with his gaze lowered.

‘Taste it.’ Jimin instructed with a soft smile. Reluctantly, Jungkook slowly licked the fluid off his thumb. Jimin had to look away as he did so since that image was too much for him to handle. As he looked away, he smiled to himself wondering why that was too much for him when he’s secretly seen Jungkook do much more stimulating things. While intently staring out the window, he bit on his bottom lip due to the images suddenly flooding his mind.

‘It tastes really good, kinda like cherries.’ Jungkook chuckled, making Jimin look at him again with glistening eyes. The intense look on Jimin’s face made Jungkook very uncomfortable but he chose to ignore it.

‘That’s what my lips taste like.’ Jimin whispered, staring into Jungkook’s eyes. Jungkook quickly looked away without responding. A few minutes later they got to Jimin’s school. Jimin opened the door and was about to leave when Jungkook suddenly grabbed his arm, making Jimin softly gasp in a much too seductive tone.

‘Sorry, did I hurt you?’ Jungkook asked, loosening his grip and sliding his hand down Jimin’s baby-soft skin.

‘No, I was just surprised.’ Jimin replied softly, unable to process that Jungkook actually touched him.

‘Oh okay. Look Jimin, I don’t want you kissing any more guys okay.’ Jungkook commanded in a deep tone of voice.

‘Why not?’ Jimin asked with his gaze lowered, trying to hide his smile.

‘Because I don’t want any guy touching you.’ Jungkook replied in that same deep tone. Jimin then looked up at him, intensely staring into his eyes.

‘Why not?’ He asked yet again, but in a more serious tone. Jungkook started to feel anxious. He didn’t know how to answer that.

‘Jiminie, I just don’t.’ Jungkook replied, trying to maintain his composure. Jimin then let out a soft sigh and pulled the door closed. He seemed really flustered and Jungkook stared at him with a puzzled look.

‘Why? Do you wanna touch me?’ Jimin whispered seductively, moving closer to his older brother. When Jungkook called him “Jiminie”, he was instantly reminded of all the times he secretly spied on Jungkook while he was masturbating. And every time, right when he was about to orgasm, he would softly moan out “Jiminie”.

‘What the fuck did you just say?’ Jungkook snapped, his eyes widened in disbelief. But Jimin licked his lips and moved even closer.

‘Hyung, I know you want to. Please, touch me.’ Jimin whispered, almost moaning. Then he firmly rested both hands on Jungkook’s inner thigh and squeezed it. Without wanting to, Jungkook let out a soft moan. But he quickly regained his senses.

‘Jimin stop! You need to leave. Get out now. GET OUT!’ He screamed, making Jimin storm out with tears in his eyes. The moment he left, Jungkook gripped the steering wheel and repeatedly banged his forehead against it. Tears started streaming down his face from all the pent up sexual frustration he had been struggling with for over a year. In that moment he had never felt more frustrated with himself.

 

 

 

 

 

The following day

It was a national holiday and the boys were home alone. Their parents were out having breakfast with some friends. Since their inappropriate encounter in the car the previous day, the pair of them completely ignored each other. While Jimin cried himself to sleep the previous night because he felt really hurt and disappointed, Jungkook was simply trying to hold on to what little sanity he had left. He was still lying in bed, softly stroking his morning glory over his boxers. His twitching cock was begging him for some relief, but Jungkook just couldn’t do it. The second he would really get into it, his sick and twisted desires for Jimin would flood his mind and he just couldn’t allow that after what happened. But it was getting harder for him to resist. Absolutely hating himself for it, he removed his boxers and started jerking off. He closed his eyes and tried so hard to think about something else, anything else, but all he could see was Jimin.

‘Fuck, I can’t.’ Jungkook moaned, stroking himself faster. A part of him really did want to stop but it just felt too good to resist. Of course, Jimin was silently observing him like he usually would. Very slowly, he opened Jungkook’s bedroom door a little more so he could get a better view. He licked his lips as he watched Jungkook’s sweaty, muscular body writhing in pleasure. In Jimin’s opinion, Jungkook was the sexiest man in the whole world. He had to bite his bottom lip to hold back his moans while he stared at Jungkook  licking his lips, moaning and stroking his thick, hardened length.

‘Ah!... ah… Jiminie… ah…’ Jungkook softly moaned, feeling that familiar buildup. Jimin’s eyes rolled into the back of his head and in that moment he decided he was done watching. It was time for him to get a real taste. So he slowly walked up to Jungkook’s bed and tugged at his shirt sleeve. Jungkook’s eyes immediately shot open and widened upon realizing Jimin’s presence.

‘What the fuck are you doing here?’ Jungkook gasped, trying to catch his breath. Then he quickly grabbed a pillow to cover up his erection.

‘Were you thinking about me?’ Jimin whispered with a seductive smile.

‘Jimin, you have some fucking issues okay. You need to leave.’ Jungkook sneered, gesturing at the door.

‘Oh I have issues? You’re the one that moans out my name every time you---

‘What the fuck are you talking about?!!’ Jungkook interjected, incredulous. Jimin scoffed and pulled the pillow away, dropping it on the floor. Then he rubbed his thumb in a circular motion on Jungkook’s tip.

‘Do you like it?’ He grinned. Jungkook knew he should stop him but the pleasure he felt from being touched by someone other than himself for the first time, and that someone being Jimin, the culmination of his twisted desires, was just too overpowering.

‘We shouldn’t do this.’ Jungkook whispered, struggling to resist.

‘You know hyung,--’ Jimin paused, then climbed on top of him and started pumping him with both hands, throwing Jungkook into a frenzy. Instinctively, he started rocking his hips, giving in to the stimulation. ‘The first time I ever got hard, was while I was watching you and you moaned my name. It was so fucking hot. I touched myself for the first time, thinking about how good it would feel if you were touching me instead.’ Jimin added, licking his lips and pumping Jungkook faster. That revelation only made Jungkook sink further down into his sinful desires.

‘Ah fuck Jiminie. No, this is too fucked up, we can’t do this.’ Jungkook objected, trying to gently move away from him.

‘I won’t tell anyone, I promise.’ Jimin assured.

‘That’s not even the main issue here. This is wrong.’ Jungkook stated firmly, batting Jimin’s hands away from him and sitting up.

‘Then why do you fantasize about it?’ Jimin posed, crossing his arms.

‘I don’t know. I guess I’m just really fucked up. But I wouldn’t actually do any of the sick stuff I think about.’ Jungkook explained, letting out a loud sigh of frustration.

‘What do you think about?’ Jimin smirked, genuinely curious.

‘Jimin, just get out of my room.’ Jungkook retorted.

‘Okay. After I make you cum.’

‘What?! No! Get out now!’ Jungkook snapped.

‘Please hyung! Just let me do it. There’s something I’ve always wanted to try.’ Jimin begged, his eyes glistening as he stared at Jungkook fighting his urges.

‘What do you want?’ Jungkook mumbled, his head spinning.

‘I want to taste you.’ Jimin whispered. Jungkook wasn’t even sure if he was awake or dreaming anymore. Yet he reluctantly laid back down on his bed and pulled Jimin’s head down to his dripping length.

‘Fine, do it.’ Jungkook whispered, closing his eyes, making the tears spill out. Jimin didn’t hesitate. He wrapped his lips around Jungkook’s tip and started sucking on it.

‘Ah fuck!’ Jungkook gasped, experiencing that satisfying pleasure for the first time. Jimin then started taking him down his throat as far as he could and sucking him hard, getting lost in the excitement of it.

‘Ah hyung, you taste so good…. Always wanted to know what you would taste like.’ Jimin whispered, moaning on Jungkook’s dick as he kept sucking him harder. Jungkook then finally opened his eyes and looked down at his little brother lustfully sucking on his cock.

‘Fuck this is so wrong!’ Jungkook cried, filled with self-hatred. But Jimin didn’t stop, instead he gripped Jungkook’s hips so he could swallow him further down. When the tip of Jungkook’s dick hit the back of Jimin’s throat, it made him gag and Jungkook’s mind went blank. He grabbed the back of Jimin’s neck and started thrusting in his mouth. Tears were streaming down Jimin’s face as he continuously gagged on Jungkook’s dick but he didn’t care, he loved every second of it. After just a couple of minutes, Jungkook knew he was going to cum, so he pulled away and started jerking himself.

‘No hyung, cum in my mouth.’ Jimin begged, wiping the tears and saliva from his face and neck.

‘No Jiminie, I can’t do that.’ Jungkook said softly, caressing his flushed cheek.

‘But I want to taste all of you.’ Jimin pleaded, not waiting for a response before he moved Jungkook’s hand away and started sucking on his dick again. Jungkook had zero willpower left to resist. Without ever intending to, he came in Jimin’s mouth, letting him swallow all of it. Jimin happily got up and reached for some wet wipes to clean up. After catching his breath, Jungkook sat up in bed and blankly stared at his little brother cleaning himself. The reality of what just happened started to dawn on him.

‘What the fuck just happened? I’m going to burn in hell for that.’ Jungkook cried, downright sobbing with his face buried in his palms. Jimin then quickly rushed towards him, pulled his hands away and wiped his tears.

‘Calm down, it’ll be our secret. And it’s not like you forced me or anything. I really wanted this.’ Jimin consoled, running his fingers through Jungkook’s hair.

‘If anything, you forced me! How do you even know about this stuff? You’re a fucking kid!’ Jungkook snapped, pushing Jimin away from him.

‘Duh, I watch porn. And yeah, I’m a fucking kid and your little brother, but that didn’t stop you from coming in my mouth just now.’ Jimin countered, giving Jungkook a stern look.

‘Jimin, please go away.’ Jungkook insisted, his voice shaking.

‘Fine. I guess I can just go call up Taehyung now.’ Jimin sighed with a sinister smile.

‘Taehyung? My best friend? You have his number?!’ Jungkook gritted, standing up and facing Jimin.

‘Yeah. And I’ve always wondered what his dick would taste like too.’ Jimin grinned. Jungkook then grabbed him and stared into his eyes, enraged, their faces just inches apart.

‘Don’t you dare!’ Jungkook warned.

‘Or what?’ Jimin teased, provoking Jungkook. Then he was suddenly pulled in for the most aggressive, passionate kiss. Of course Jimin gave into it, kissing Jungkook with just as much passion and desire.

‘Fuck you’re a good kisser.’ Jungkook breathed, then kissed him again, their tongues fighting for dominance. Jungkook could taste a little bit of his cum in Jimin’s mouth and it proved to be very arousing. Before he knew it, his dick was hard and good to go again.

‘You’re hard again.’ Jimin smiled, staring down at Jungkook’s erection rubbing against his inner thighs.

‘Fuck, look just go.’ Jungkook said firmly, moving away from him.

‘Or you could fuck me.’ Jimin suggested, lustfully staring at Jungkook’s swollen member.

‘I’m sorry, what?!!’ Jungkook questioned, certain that he misheard Jimin.

‘Let’s just do it. Put it inside of me.’

‘GET THE FUCK OUT!!!’ Jungkook shouted at the top of his lungs. Jimin then immediately ran out of his room, slamming the door shut behind him. Jungkook then crashed on his bed, still hard, but more frustrated than ever. He’d be lying if he said he didn’t want to fuck Jimin, but he swore he’d never do it. They had already crossed the line too much. Still, he started stroking himself at the thought of it. What would it feel like to push his dick inside of his tight, little, unused hole? Would he even fit? Could Jimin’s tight little virgin-hole take every inch? Would he cry and beg him to stop?

‘Fuck that would be so hot.’ Jungkook breathed, stroking faster. Or would Jimin moan and whimper, begging him for more like a thirsty little cock-slut?

‘That would be even hotter.’ Jungkook moaned, going even faster. Would his walls tremble and tighten around his cock when he filled him up with his warm strings of white?

‘Ah fuck Jiminie!’ Jungkook whimpered, releasing himself in the palm of his hand. After getting cleaned up, he sat in bed and contemplated his entire life. He couldn’t make sense of anything that had happened. All he knew was that it was very wrong and that he was certainly going to burn in hell. Maybe he could pray for forgiveness?

‘Forgive me father, for I am fucked up.’ Jungkook cried, somehow hoping it would just be a onetime mistake.

 

***To be continued…

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Jungkook was leaning against his car in the school parking lot. He was waiting for his best friend Taehyung. They would go to Jungkook’s house together to work on an assignment. While he stood there alone waiting for him, his mind wandered off to everything that had happened recently. That forbidden interaction was over a week ago and since then, Jungkook has never felt more frustrated. He and Jimin completely avoided each other, but it was mostly Jungkook’s doing. Besides the awful tension between them, Jungkook could barely eat, sleep or even concentrate on anything. But what bothered him the most, was that every night, he would hear Jimin crying in his room. Jungkook couldn’t help but feel that it was all his fault and that he somehow took advantage of him. The guilt and shame he felt was overbearing. Since that sinful day, he hadn’t even touched himself again. How could he possibly get aroused when all he felt was guilt, disgust and self-hatred? Taehyung then finally arrived, interrupting his thoughts.

‘Hey Kook, so I was talking to my girlfriend and she told me her cousin really likes you.’ Taehyung happily informed with a boxy smile.

‘Uh, what? Who is her cousin?’ Jungkook asked with a forced smile, pretending to be interested.

‘You know, Lisa, she’s really cute, has a nice smile, great hair, oh and she’s a dancer!’ Taehyung exclaimed, chiming with excitement.

‘Oh, the girl who just transferred here from Thailand or something?’ Jungkook asked, still pretending to care.

‘Exactly! She’s pretty hot right?’ Taehyung grinned, winking at him.

‘Uh yeah, I guess she’s pretty cute.’ Jungkook admitted in all honesty.

‘Okay great! So we were thinking, why don’t we all go to Yoongi’s party together this Friday night?’ Taehyung offered with far too much excitement.

‘Min Yoongi? I can’t stand the guy. He’s a fucking douchebag.’ Jungkook scowled.

‘Dude, what the hell! He’s captain of the basketball team and the most popular guy in school! What’s your problem with him?’ Taehyung demanded, slightly irritated.

‘Look, it doesn’t even matter. I can’t go to the party. I’m still grounded.’ Jungkook sighed.

‘Wait, you, the ideal son is grounded?’ Taehyung sniggered. ‘Why, what’d you do?’ He asked in addition.

‘Just a stupid fight with my brother.’ Jungkook replied in a soft tone, trying to dismiss images of Jimin from his mind.

‘Ah, your brother. Um, is he gonna be home later?’ Taehyung inquired, struggling to mask his excitement.

‘I’m not sure. He has art class after school today. So he’ll be home late.’ Jungkook informed, a bit curious as to why Taehyung even cared.

‘Art class? He’s an artist?’ Taehyung smirked sarcastically.

‘Yeah, and he’s actually really good.’ Jungkook stated, rising to Jimin’s defense.

‘Aw, look at you, defending your little sister.’ Taehyung joked.

‘Shut the fuck up Tae. Can we just go?’ Jungkook shrugged. Then they got into Jungkook’s car and drove off.

 

 

Jimin was in the car with his father who was driving him to art class. His father had been on the phone since they started driving and Jimin was going through some of his sketches, hoping to feel inspired. A few minutes later, his father finally stopped talking on the phone and glanced over at Jimin who seemed preoccupied.

‘Hey champ, you okay? What are you looking for?’ His father asked with a smile.

‘Nothing. I’m just not sure what to paint for today’s assignment.’ Jimin replied with a sigh.

‘Okay, maybe I can help. What’s the assignment?’ He probed.

‘We’re supposed to paint something that makes us happy. Looking at it should make us feel at peace.’ Jimin explained with a blank expression. His father then realized that something was upsetting him.

‘Jimin, is that a difficult assignment for you? You’re not happy?’ He asked with concern.

‘I honestly don’t know.’ Jimin admitted, fighting back tears.

‘Son, I know I’m not around a lot, but I only work so hard so that I can give you and your brother everything you want in life. But Jimin, you can still come to me with any problems you may have. I promise I’ll always make the time to be there when you need me.’ His father assured, gently caressing his hair.

‘Can I ask you something?’ Jimin whispered, wiping his tears.

‘Of course, anything.’

‘Dad, do I embarrass you? I mean, are you ashamed of me?’ Jimin cried, looking up at his father who seemed to be on the verge of tears as well. It deeply hurt him to find out that Jimin was holding on to such pain. His father then stopped the car and parked at a nearby convenience store.

‘Why would you even think that? Is it because of the fight you had with Jungkook?’ His father asked in a soft tone, caressing his flushed cheeks. The mention of Jungkook’s name only made Jimin want to cry more.

‘You know about that?’ Jimin asked softly.

‘Yes, your mother told me. Jimin, your brother loves you. He didn’t mean it. Look, you’re brothers, you’re going to argue every now and then. But that doesn’t mean you won’t share an unbreakable bond your entire lives. As for me, Jimin, I am so proud of you. You always get perfect grades in school, you’re a very honest and kind person and you’re on your way to becoming the next Pablo Picasso.’ He said with a bright smile.

‘Picasso? I am really not that good.’ Jimin chuckled, wiping his tears and finally cheering up.

‘Yes you are! I’ve seen your paintings. Son, I love you and I wouldn’t change anything about you.’ His father said, pulling him in for a warm embrace.

‘Thanks Dad, I feel a lot better now.’ Jimin said with a soft smile.

‘Good. So what do you say I pick you up after class, we get some food and just have some guy talk? Sound good?’ He kindly offered, pulling out of his parking spot.

‘I thought Mom was picking me up because you had an appointment.’ Jimin reminded.

‘That’s true. But I’d rather spend some time with my boy, so I’ll push back the appointment a little. Okay?’ He said with a smile. Jimin happily smiled back and nodded. If there was one thing Jimin was grateful for, it was that his father was the most caring, considerate and understanding person in his life.

 

 

Jungkook and Taehyung were enjoying the snacks Jungkook’s mother made them. After working on their biology assignment for two hours straight, they were completely exhausted. Jungkook’s mother then went out for some grocery shopping, leaving the boys alone in Jungkook’s bedroom. While taking a break to have some snacks, Taehyung noticed the empty expression on Jungkook’s face. For the past few days, Taehyung had already noticed the shift in Jungkook’s demeanor and while he was curious to find out what happened, Jungkook had always been a rather guarded person, so Taehyung was afraid of upsetting him. Although he figured he might at least try to cheer him up a bit.

‘So Kook, do you want Lisa’s number?’ Taehyung offered with a smile.

‘Um, why? I told you I can’t go to the party.’ Jungkook retold.

‘Yea but you won’t be grounded forever. Just start texting her, talking to her at school and ask her out after a week or so. Come on Kook, you remember how dating works right?’ Taehyung scoffed. Being unable to provide Taehyung with a valid excuse, he took down her number with a forced smile.

‘So are you still going to Yoongi’s party?’ Jungkook asked, trying to change the topic.

‘Why because you can’t go? Dude, of course I’m still going! It’s a party. I wanna get really drunk and have lots of sex.’ Taehyung scoffed, the pair of them bursting out in laughter afterwards.

‘Sure okay, go have fun.’ Jungkook chuckled. Taehyung was about to say something but was distracted when the front door opened.

‘What’s that? Is someone here?’ Taehyung asked, a bit anxious. Then they heard a car pull out of the driveway and take off.

‘Relax, it’s just Jimin. My Dad must’ve just dropped him off.’ Jungkook informed, his expression suddenly changing. Taehyung’s expression changed as well but Jungkook didn’t notice it. Overcome with excitement, Taehyung struggled to maintain his composure as he stood up.

‘Uh Kook, I’m just gonna head to the bathroom real quick. Be right back.’ Taehyung said as calmly as he could. Jungkook simply nodded without even looking up at him. Quietly smiling to himself, Taehyung walked towards the bathroom that Jungkook and Jimin both shared. And it was conveniently right next to Jimin’s bedroom. As he walked by Jimin’s bedroom, he noticed that his door wasn’t closed, so he decided to pop in and say a quick “hi”.

‘Jimin-ah, you look delicious as ever.’ Taehyung said in his familiar deep voice, making Jimin gasp as he turned around to realize his presence.

‘Oh, hey Tae. I didn’t know you were here.’ Jimin said with a smile. Taehyung licked his lips as he stared at Jimin’s smooth, flawless skin.

‘Can I come in?’ He asked with a seductive smile, raising an eyebrow.

‘Um, yea sure.’ Jimin replied in a soft voice, feeling rather nervous.

‘So, I gave you my number, but you never called me. Do you already have a boyfriend or something?’ Taehyung inquired, standing much too close to him.

‘No, I don’t. Well, I kinda like this guy, but it won’t happen.’ Jimin responded with his gaze lowered.

‘Why not?’

‘He doesn’t wanna be with me.’ Jimin answered, looking up at him with tears in his eyes.

‘Well he’s a fucking idiot. I mean, fuck, look at you.’ Taehyung stated, giving him a onceover. Then he suddenly moved closer and caressed his face, their lips were just inches apart.

‘Um, Tae, don’t you have a girlfriend.’ Jimin whispered, making Taehyung smile.

‘I do, but you’re much prettier than her.’

‘Still, that doesn’t change the fact that you’re straight.’ Jimin chuckled, making Taehyung chuckle as well.

‘Well that’s true. I’m not interested in guys. So I guess that makes you the exception. You’re just very special Jimin-ah.’ Taehyung said, whispering the last part. Before Jimin could respond, Taehyung moved closer and kissed him. It was the first time Taehyung was tasting his luscious lips and it was driving him crazy. Jimin didn’t know what was happening but it felt so good to be distracted from all his frustrations. And Jimin did find Taehyung very attractive and he turned out to be a very good kisser. Taehyung then moved his hands down his body and started softly moaning as he kissed his neck.

‘Ah… wait… ah, Taehyung… ah…’ Jimin softly moaned, trying to resist.

‘Fuck, you don’t really expect me to stop when you say my name like that right?’ Taehyung breathed, palming his face and kissing those thick lips again.

‘No, wait. We can’t do this. Jungkook would get really mad.’ Jimin stated firmly upon breaking the kiss.

‘Jungkook doesn’t have to know. And honestly, he won’t care.’ Taehyung smirked.

‘What do you mean?’ Jimin asked in all seriousness.

‘Come on Jimin-ah, you guys hardly ever talk to each other. Clearly he can’t stand you.’ Taehyung noted.

‘Why do you say that?’ Jimin asked, starting to feel hurt.

‘Um, because he always says it? Seriously, he’s always complaining about how he wishes he was an only child.’ Taehyung further explained.

‘I see.’ Jimin whispered with his gaze lowered, fighting back tears. Upon seeing his sad expression, Taehyung felt guilty. He never meant to upset him. So he walked up to him and palmed his face.

‘Hey, Jungkook is a jerk. Okay, he just doesn’t get how amazing you are.’ Taehyung consoled with a genuine smile.

‘I’m not amazing. You only like me because I’m pretty.’ Jimin said with tears in his eyes.

‘What? Is that what you think? Jimin, I really do like you. I think you’re smart and funny and witty and you don’t care what people think about you. I think you’re great and I would love to spend time with you, get to know you better.’ Taehyung confessed with utmost sincerity.

‘So you don’t want sex?’ Jimin asked with a sinister smile, clearly teasing.

‘No, I really do want to fuck your sweet little ass, but I can wait until you’re a little older.’ Taehyung replied with a smile, making Jimin chuckle and bite his bottom lip.

‘Kiss me.’ Jimin whispered softly, moving his face closer to him. Taehyung didn’t hesitate. He immediately wrapped his arms around Jimin’s small frame and kissed him hard. It drove him crazy with desire when Jimin started moaning into the kiss and reached his small, soft hands under his shirt, lightly scratching his back.

‘Ah fuck… Jimin, if we don’t stop now, I will fuck your brains out.’ Taehyung panted, struggling to catch his breath after that steamy make-out session.

‘Yeah okay, let’s stop for now.’ Jimin panted.

‘Shit, I should really get back to Jungkook. I’ll see you around okay.’ Taehyung said, walking towards the door.

‘Hey Tae?’

‘Yeah?’ Taehyung asked, turning around.

‘If you wanna hang out sometime, I guess that would be cool.’ Jimin said softly, blushing.

‘Yeah, I’d love that. You have my number.’ Taehyung responded with a smile, then winked at him and left.

 

When Taehyung got back to Jungkook’s room he could clearly see that he was upset.

‘What the fuck took you so long?’ Jungkook demanded, somewhat angered.

‘Oh, I ran into your brother, had a quick conversation.’ Taehyung admitted, carefully omitting the details.

‘Wait, what? Why were you talking to Jimin?’ Jungkook demanded, this time his voice slightly deeper.

‘Relax Kook, I just think he’s chill.’ Taehyung confessed, trying to calm Jungkook down.

‘Look, just don’t get too close to him. He has a way of messing with people.’ Jungkook said while looking away, having calmed down a little.

‘What do you mean?’ Taehyung inquired, genuinely curious.

‘I mean, it’s no secret that a lot of people think he’s attractive.’ Jungkook pointed out.

‘Kook, what the hell? You know I have a girlfriend right? What, you think I wanna fuck your brother’s sweet little ass?’ Taehyung smirked, chuckling afterwards. But Jungkook wasn’t amused.

‘I don’t know, do you?’ Jungkook gritted, clenching his fists.

‘Chill, I like pussy. Can we drop this now?’ Taehyung insisted, desperate to change the topic.

‘Fine, let’s just finish the assignment.’ Jungkook agreed. Then they went back to work for another hour. After that, Taehyung left and Jungkook went to get washed up for dinner.

 

 

The Jeon family usually had very enjoyable dinners when it was all four of them at the table. But that night it was different. Mr. and Mrs. Jeon were having a fun, lively conversation, but the boys just stared down at their plates and ate in silence. Their parents noticed this of course. After some careful thought, their mother realized that they shouldn’t get involved, but rather let the boys sort out their issues on their own. So after dinner, she instructed that the boys do all the cleaning up together, hoping that it would provide them with a chance to talk things through. She and their father then retreated to their bedroom upstairs. But neither of them said a word or even looked at each other while they cleaned up. Jungkook did notice that Jimin seemed different. After their “incident”, Jimin did occasionally try to talk to him or make eye-contact, but not that night. It almost seemed like Jimin was mad at him. That only made Jungkook feel even worse. They were almost done cleaning when Jungkook decided he should at least apologize for what happened.

‘Jimin, I’m really sorry for what happened. I know it was my fault, okay I’m older. I shouldn’t have let it happen. It was a mistake and I’m so sorry.’ Jungkook sincerely apologized, causing Jimin to finally look at him.

‘Is that what you think it was? A mistake?’ Jimin cried, unable to hold back his tears.

‘Of course it was a mistake! I honestly don’t get what’s wrong with you!’ Jungkook shrugged, closing his eyes with his hands on his head. Jimin then marched off to his room. Before Jungkook decided to go after him, Jimin suddenly returned to the kitchen holding a painting.

‘Look at this.’ Jimin sniffed, laying the frame on the table. It was a portrait of Jungkook smiling brightly. And as Jungkook stared at Jimin’s magnificent work, he felt tears welling up in his eyes because he honestly couldn’t remember the last time he smiled like that.

‘What is this?’ Jungkook whispered, staring into Jimin’s glistening eyes.

‘We were told to paint something that makes us happy. Seeing you like this is the only thing that’s ever made me really happy.’ Jimin cried, moving closer to him. But Jungkook moved away.

‘Seriously, what do you want from me? Why are you complicating everything?’ Jungkook blurted out. The sexual frustration started pouring in again. He leaned against the kitchen counter with his face in his palms, struggling to process everything.

‘So it’s true then? You really wish you were an only child?’ Jimin said softly, his voice trembling.

‘What?’ Jungkook asked upon looking up at him, puzzled.

‘I’m sorry I was born and screwed everything up for you.’ Jimin retorted, then grabbed the painting and ran to his room in tears. Jungkook felt his heart shatter to pieces when Jimin said that. Unable to stand seeing him in such pain, he quickly rushed to his room in an effort to console him. When he got there, he found Jimin curled up in bed, sobbing in the dark. With tears streaming down his face, Jungkook knelt before him and stroked his back.

‘Jimin, please don’t cry. It kills me to see you like this. I don’t think you screwed everything up.’ Jungkook consoled, rubbing his back. Jimin then rolled over and faced him.

‘Tae told me you wanted to be an only child.’ Jimin sniffed, wiping his tears.

‘Yes, I said that. But it’s not what you think.’ Jungkook assured.

‘Then what do you want me to think?’ Jimin demanded, sitting up.

‘I just want to be an only child because that way… we wouldn’t be related. Then I wouldn’t hate myself all the time for wanting you so bad.’ Jungkook confessed, lowering his head, incredulous that he actually said that out loud.

‘So, you do want me?’ Jimin whispered, moving closer to him.

‘Of course I do. Fuck, it’s not even like I’m gay or anything. I mean, I don’t even look at other guys. It’s just you. I just want you.’ Jungkook confessed, pulling Jimin closer and kissing his forehead. Jimin felt such joy upon hearing him say that. So he carefully pulled Jungkook on top of him and wrapped his arms around him. Feeling the weight of his strong, muscular body on top of him for the first time was driving him crazy. Jungkook closed his eyes as he buried his face in the crook of Jimin’s neck, taking in his warm scent.

‘Hyung, will you kiss me?’ Jimin asked softly. Jungkook popped his head up and stared into his pleading eyes.

‘No, just let me hold you like this.’ Jungkook insisted, running his fingers through Jimin’s soft hair.

‘Please kiss me.’ Jimin begged, tears forming in his eyes. Jungkook didn’t want him to cry again, so he kissed him very softly on the lips. After just a few seconds, Jungkook wanted to pull away but Jimin grabbed his face and deepened the kiss. Jungkook couldn’t resist, he grabbed Jimin’s waist and kissed him more aggressively, softly moaning as he did so. Wanting more from him, Jimin wrapped his legs around Jungkook’s hips and started grinding up against his growing erection.

‘Ah fuck… no-no, Jimin stop. We can’t ever do that.’ Jungkook panted, pulling away from their steamy kiss.

‘Why not? Do you wanna wait until I’m a little older?’ Jimin asked with a soft smile.

‘What? No Jimin, I am never having sex with you. You do get how wrong this is, don’t you?’ Jungkook stated in all seriousness.

‘I don’t care. You’re the only person I want this with.’ Jimin confessed, a sad look on his face.

‘Jimin… I should go.’ Jungkook responded, sitting up to leave.

‘Fine… go.’ Jimin whispered. Jungkook then looked away from him and was about to get up to leave but was immediately frozen in his place when he heard Jimin softly moaning. When he returned his gaze to Jimin, his eyes instantly widened upon seeing him stroke himself over his pants.

‘Are you touching yourself?’ Jungkook muttered, his head spinning.

‘Well, since you won’t touch me…’ Jimin breathed. Seeing Jimin masturbate for the first time was making all the blood in Jungkook’s body rush down to his throbbing dick and he lost all sense of control.

‘Show me.’ Jungkook whispered, turning around for a better view.

‘What?’ Jimin asked softly.

‘Show me how you touch yourself.’ Jungkook panted, literally on the verge of coming in his pants. Jimin smilingly bit his bottom lip while he undressed himself completely. Upon seeing Jimin’s petite, naked body for the first time, Jungkook let out a deep gasp from the lightning bolt of pleasure he felt surging through his dick. He continuously licked his lips while he watched Jimin’s small hands wrapped around his cock, gently massaging it, caressing it, Jimin was driving Jungkook crazy and he knew it. But Jimin wanted more of a reaction out of him, so he decided to tease him more. Purposefully, he started moaning louder and in a more seductive tone.

‘Ah… so good… ah… Jungkook-hyung… ah.’ Jimin moaned with his eyes closed, licking his lips and pushing Jungkook over the limit. Jungkook just couldn’t restrain himself anymore after Jimin moaned his name.

‘Ah, fuck it.’ Jungkook breathed, then he batted Jimin’s hands away and took his entire length in his mouth.

‘AH!... ah-ah-ah… no-no… hyung… AH!’ Jimin was positively losing his mind. He had no idea how to process such overwhelming pleasure. As Jungkook kept lustfully sucking on Jimin’s length, easily swallowing all of it, he reached his hand down his pants and started stroking himself. Obviously it didn’t take very long for Jimin to cum and as soon as he did, Jungkook finished as well. The second he calmed down from his high, Jungkook rested his forehead against Jimin’s small, sweaty body and started sobbing. Worried, but too spent from his orgasm, Jimin caressed his hair with both hands in an effort to console him.

‘Jiminie, I’m so sorry.’ Jungkook sobbed.

‘No hyung, please don’t cry. It was so amazing.’ Jimin mumbled, half drifting off to sleep. After a couple more minutes of crying, Jungkook finally looked up to find Jimin peacefully asleep with a soft smile on his face. So he got up, wiped his tears, covered Jimin with his blanket then retreated to his room where he cried himself to sleep. While Jimin was utterly blissful, thinking that he would finally have Jungkook to himself, Jungkook on the other hand was slowly drowning in frustration, guilt and self-hatred. What would the following day hold for them?

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Jungkook was having a terrible nightmare. He couldn’t make sense of what was happening, but he felt very unsettled. Ever since things got so out of control with Jimin, he had been having a lot of trouble sleeping. The occurrences of the previous night only made matters much worse. Once again he let himself get carried away by his twisted desires. The previous night he took things a lot further by actually ‘touching’ Jimin in such an inappropriate way and he never hated himself more. At some point during his bad dream, things suddenly took a twist. All of a sudden, he started to feel really good. The discomfort he was just experiencing simply faded away as he started feeling intense sexual pleasure. Jungkook felt rather flustered, was he suddenly having an erotic dream? He had decided to just enjoy it until he heard his alarm going off again. Around 10 minutes ago, his alarm went off but he snoozed it. It was shortly after that, that he started having the erotic dream. Very slowly he opened his eyes, finally waking up, his eyes still adjusting to the daylight. But as he rubbed his eyes he started to wonder why he still felt sexually stimulated.

‘JIMIN WHAT THE FUCK!’ Jungkook shouted when he discovered Jimin lustfully sucking on his morning glory.

‘Hyung be quiet, mom and dad will hear you.’ Jimin whispered.

‘Jimin, what is wrong with you, stop!’ Jungkook cautioned, lowering his voice.

‘Why? You seem to really like it. You were moaning my name in your sleep.’ Jimin grinned, slowly pumping Jungkook’s throbbing member with his small hands.

‘Seriously, get out of my room! Why are you even here?’ Jungkook scolded, giving Jimin a stern look.

‘Mom sent me to wake you up. I saw you struggling in your sleep and then I saw you were hard, so I figured I could help you.’ Jimin explained with a bright smile. But Jungkook simply stared at him with a puzzled expression trying to make sense of what he just said.

‘I really don’t understand what goes on in your head. Honestly, do you even get how fucked up this is?’ Jungkook questioned, still puzzled.

‘So then, you want me to stop?’ Jimin whispered, lowering his head down to Jungkook’s dick and staring into his eyes as he repeatedly licked the tip. Jungkook had to bite his lip since the stimulation was too much for him. He wanted to stop Jimin but his orgasm was already so close that he simply couldn’t resist.

‘Okay fine, just suck it.’ Jungkook breathed. Jimin then smiled and swallowed his member down as much as he could, sucking him hard and fast. In less than a minute later, Jungkook came in his mouth. As Jimin happily went to the bathroom afterwards to get ready for school, Jungkook sat by himself in silence and wondered why Jimin had such an intoxicating effect on him.

 

Once Jungkook was fully dressed and ready for school, he went into the kitchen for some breakfast. Upon getting there, he saw Jimin having his cereal and brightly smiling while he texted someone. Jungkook’s possessiveness immediately took over as he marched towards him and grabbed his phone out of his hand.

‘Mom, hyung took my phone.’ Jimin complained as their parents walked into the kitchen.

‘Jungkook give your brother his phone back.’ She reprimanded.

‘Who were you texting?’ Jungkook demanded in a much too jealous tone, staring into Jimin’s eyes.

‘Alright Kook, give Jimin his phone back.’ His father said, giving him a stern look. Still rather upset, Jungkook returned his phone and took a seat at the table to have some breakfast.

‘You didn’t answer me.’ Jungkook said softly, glancing over at Jimin.

‘Hyung, she’s a friend from school.’ Jimin chuckled, amused at how jealous Jungkook was. Jungkook instantly felt relieved when he heard it was a girl so he smiled back at Jimin and ate his sandwich.

‘Well this is nice. I see you two are talking. I call that progress.’ Their father said with a smile, patting Jungkook on the back.

‘Yes, and they will have some more time to talk when Jungkook takes Jimin to school in a bit.’ Their mother smiled, glancing over at the pair of them.

‘What?! Again?! Mom, isn’t Dad taking him?’ Jungkook protested.

‘You’re father is leaving right away, he has a meeting. So you will be taking him.’ His mother pressed, giving Jungkook a strict look.

‘Then it’s settled. I have to go. Play nice boys.’ Their father grinned, taking his briefcase and walking out. Their mother walked with him to the door, leaving the boys alone in the kitchen.

‘You don’t have to pretend you don’t like me anymore.’ Jimin smirked, softly caressing Jungkook’s arm.

‘I’m not pretending, I don’t like you.’ Jungkook sneered, pulling his arm away. But Jimin could tell he was lying. He already knew he won him over.

‘Ah, I see. You only like it when I suck your dick.’ Jimin chuckled, leaving Jungkook no choice but to smile as well.

 

As the pair of them got into Jungkook’s car and closed the doors, Jungkook was immediately alarmed when he felt Jimin grab his inner thigh.

‘What are you doing?! Just put your seatbelt on and let’s go.’ Jungkook snapped, moving his hand away. But Jimin scoffed and moved close enough to grab Jungkook’s dick and start massaging it through his jeans.

‘Why are you so needy?! Just stop!’ Jungkook scolded, making Jimin pout and cross his arms, disappointed. As Jungkook was about to pull out of the driveway, he suddenly stopped when Jimin started laughing. Jimin was prompted to explain himself after Jungkook shot him a dark glare.

‘Sorry, you call me needy, but you’re the one with a boner right now.’ Jimin chuckled, staring down at Jungkook’s erection.

‘It’s a dick. If you grab it and start rubbing it, it’s gonna get hard!’ Jungkook sneered, rising to his own defense.

‘So then let me suck it while you drive.’ Jimin suggested eagerly.

‘Do you wanna get to school alive?’ Jungkook retorted.

‘I can’t think of a better way to die.’ Jimin teased, stroking Jungkook’s thigh.

‘You’d wanna die with my dick in your mouth?’ Jungkook scoffed, amused by the image Jimin provided him with.

‘Yeah I do.’ Jimin chuckled.

‘Do you even know how to do it while I drive?’ Jungkook asked out of curiosity.

‘Sure I do. I saw it in a video once.’ Jimin kindly informed with a smile.

‘Of course you did. Fine, do it. But wait till I pull out of the driveway.’ Jungkook relented, unable to deny both his and Jimin’s desires.

 

Though Jungkook had only been driving for a few minutes, it already felt like he was losing his mind. It took all the energy he had to keep his eyes focused on the road when all he wanted to do was throw his head back and close them. Hearing Jimin softly moan as he savored his taste continuously sent shivers down Jungkook’s spine.

‘Hyung your cock is so thick. Will mine look like this too when I’m your age?’ Jimin inquired, looking up at him with bright eyes.

‘Jimin, just shut the fuck up and suck it.’ Jungkook breathed, unable to even process what Jimin was saying. Jimin then giggled and went back to work.

‘Hmm… so thick…’ Jimin moaned like a thirsty little cock-slut. Jungkook’s eyes then rolled back into his skull as he felt his orgasm on his tip.

‘Ah… okay-okay… fuck, I’m gonna cum. Quick, grab those tissues.’ Jungkook instructed, pointing at the glove compartment.

‘No, let me drink it.’ Jimin insisted. For some reason, hearing Jimin say ‘drink’, made Jungkook’s mind go completely blank. So he just came in his mouth, all the while constantly shifting his gaze from the road then back down to Jimin who was literally sucking on his tip like he was drinking his favorite juice from a straw. Even after he came down from his orgasm, Jungkook still felt so aroused and stimulated. The reason for that being that Jimin was still sucking on his dick like a candy-cane. Jungkook just knew that he’d get instantly hard again if Jimin didn’t stop.

‘Okay, okay, Jimin stop!’ Jungkook prompted, taking one hand off the steering wheel to zip-up his jeans.

‘Were you getting hard again?’ Jimin giggled, a smug look on his face as he finally put on his seatbelt.

‘Why do you even like sucking my dick so much?’ Jungkook demanded in a somewhat judgmental tone.

‘Don’t look at me like that. It’s your fault!’ Jimin scoffed.

‘How is it my fault?’ Jungkook questioned, once again unable to make sense of what goes on in Jimin’s head.

‘Well, why does your cock taste so good?’ Jimin probed, arching an eyebrow at Jungkook who seemed to be having a stroke. At a complete loss for words, Jungkook merely focused on the road, all the while thinking to himself: “Don’t get hard! Don’t get hard! Jeon Jungkook don’t you dare get fucking hard again!”.

When they got to Jimin’s school a few minutes later, Jungkook was expecting Jimin to finally leave him alone. But Jimin just sat there staring at him with a stupid smile plastered on his face.

‘We’re at your school, get out.’ Jungkook gritted.

‘I don’t get a goodbye-kiss?’ Jimin blushed.

‘Are you crazy?! Someone could see us!’ Jungkook warned, a panicked look on his face.

‘Your windows have a dark tint.’ Jimin pointed out.

‘Still, someone could walk in front of the car and see us.’ Jungkook noted, gesturing at the clear glass.

‘It’s kinda hot if you think about it, the risk of getting caught.’ Jimin grinned seductively.

‘Jimin, do you even understand what would happen if we got caught?’ Jungkook sneered, somewhat irritated that Jimin simply didn’t get the severity of the situation.

‘Fine, don’t kiss me. I’ll just go.’ Jimin conceded, removing his seat belt with a sad puppy look on his face.

‘Are you kidding me with that face? Get over here quickly.’ Jungkook sighed, not wanting him to feel sad. Jimin instantly cheered up and climbed into his lap. Then they just sat there passionately kissing for a few minutes. Things started to get heated. They were grabbing, touching and caressing each other anywhere they could as they panted and moaned into the kiss.

‘Feels so right… when you touch me like this… when you kiss me.’ Jimin whispered as Jungkook gripped his waist and kissed his neck. Jungkook suddenly looked up to see that the crowd had dispersed.

‘Fuck! What time is it?’ He breathed, glancing at his wristwatch. ‘Fuck!! Jimin you have to go. We’re both gonna be late!’ He quickly added. Jimin then grabbed his backpack and opened the door to leave, but before taking off, he quickly glanced back at Jungkook who was fixing his clothes.

‘Hyung, do you promise to kiss me again when we get home?’ Jimin implored, his eyes filled with affection.

‘Yeah, sure.’ Jungkook replied in a soft tone. While he wasn’t sure if he would keep that promise, he really needed Jimin to leave.

 

After driving way past the speed limit for a few minutes, Jungkook finally got to his school. When he finally got to the building where he had his first class, he found Taehyung anxiously waiting for him.

‘Kook, were you actually gonna be late? Class starts in like a minute! You’re never late.’ Taehyung pointed out, quickly giving him a onceover.

‘Yeah, I know. Just had a busy morning.’ Jungkook wheezed, tired from running all the way from the parking lot to class.

‘And why do you look like shit? Did you run to school? Or were you jerking off in the parking lot? Hey, no judgement. I do that too sometimes.’ Taehyung joked, making them both chuckle.

‘Why are you standing out here?’ Jungkook asked.

‘Oh I was waiting in case I needed to cover for you.’ Taehyung replied with a genuine smile. Jungkook fondly smiled back at him. He really couldn’t have asked for a better friend, or so he thought.

‘Thanks Tae, you’re the best.’ Jungkook acknowledged, after which they quickly started walking to the classroom.

‘Oh hey, did you text Lisa?’ Taehyung inquired with much excitement.

‘Oh, um no. I mean, not yet.’ Jungkook replied, starting to feel anxious.

‘I see. I guess you and your brother just don’t text people.’ Taehyung mumbled to himself. However, Jungkook understood what he said and instantly felt triggered.

‘I’m sorry, what did you say?’ Jungkook demanded in a rather threatening tone.

‘Why are you getting upset?’ Taehyung questioned, puzzled. It was then that Jungkook remembered Jimin saying something about having Taehyung’s number.

‘Why does my brother have your number Tae?’ Jungkook demanded, clearly enraged.

‘Whoa, calm down! Why are you making a big deal out of it? I just think he’s a cool person.’ Taehyung lied, but he did so convincingly.

‘So you’re not into him?’ Jungkook probed, needing a clear confirmation.

‘Oh my god, how many times do I have to say that I’m not? Seriously, if I was into dudes, don’t you think I would’ve fucked you by now? Actually, you are kinda hot. Do you wanna skip class and go suck each other off in the bathroom?’ Taehyung joked, teasingly tugging at Jungkook’s arm, making him laugh.

‘Alright, alright. I promise I won’t bring this up again.’ Jungkook assured with a chuckle. As they then walked into class right on time, Taehyung secretly smiled to himself, impressed with how good of a liar he is.

 

 

Jimin eagerly got off the school bus and ran straight home as fast as he could. Since he had to stay back a while after school for swim practice, neither of his parents could pick him up given their busy work schedules. Jungkook had soccer practice, so he couldn’t go either. But by the time Jimin reached the bus-stop, Jungkook texted him to say that he just got home. The second Jimin pulled the front door open, he saw Jungkook walking up to him with a smile.

‘No, no, I’m really sweaty. Go wait for me in your room, I’ll go take a quick shower.’ Jimin suggested, then rushed past him and headed to the bathroom.

‘God officially hates me now.’ Jungkook murmured, blankly staring out in front of him. Yet he still went to his bedroom, patiently waiting to break biblical laws again. He was sitting on his bed, hunched over with his hands in his hair for a couple of minutes when he heard his bedroom door opening and closing.

‘JESUS FUCK!’ Jungkook gasped, chocking on his own saliva as he gazed upon Jimin’s naked body. Jimin blushed and slowly walked up to him. The bright daylight was highlighting the glow on Jimin’s perfect skin and he had never looked more beautiful. Jungkook’s heart was racing, his head was spinning, his dick was throbbing, Jimin would be the death of him.

‘I just thought I’d save us some time.’ Jimin blushed, palming Jungkook’s face. Jungkook closed his eyes and turned his head away.

‘Jimin, I said I would kiss you. Can you please get dressed then come back?’ Jungkook insisted, his voice shaking, fidgeting with his hands from wanting to touch his perfect body so badly.

‘What’s the problem? You already saw me naked last night.’ Jimin pointed out, running his fingers through Jungkook’s hair.

‘That’s not the point. Just do as I say.’ Jungkook stated firmly.

‘But I want you to touch me… here.’ Jimin whispered, taking Jungkook’s hand and pressing it against his flaccid cock. Jungkook let out a soft moan as he felt it twitching in response. Giving into him yet again, Jungkook pulled him closer and started kissing him anywhere he could, all the while massaging his growing erection. Jimin’s sweet, soft moans were making him burn in desire.

‘Ah Jiminie, you’re driving me crazy.’ Jungkook breathed into the crook of his neck.

‘Hyung, will you put it in your mouth again?’ Jimin asked softly, biting his bottom lip.

‘Do you want me to?’ Jungkook probed, gently stroking his erection. When Jimin blushed and nodded, Jungkook grabbed his round little ass and squeezed it as he swallowed him down, causing him to buckle over from the overstimulation. As soon as Jimin came, he leaned down and passionately kissed Jungkook, tasting his own cum in his mouth.

‘Okay, let me do it to you now.’ Jimin panted, tugging at Jungkook’s shirt.

‘No, it’s fine. You’ve already done that enough for me today.’ Jungkook declined, caressing his face with a soft smile.

‘If you say so. Then will you take your clothes off?’ Jimin asked in such a sweet tone that it made Jungkook want to set himself on fire for being such a sick bastard.

‘No Jimin. Why would I even need to do that.’ Jungkook retorted.

‘I just wanna see you. Please?’ Jimin begged, tugging at his shirt again.

‘Fuck it. I’m already going to hell.’ Jungkook sighed. Without standing up, he removed his clothing. The pair of them stared at each other for a few seconds, taking in the moment.

‘Jungkook, you’re so hot!’ Jimin acknowledged, taking a step closer to climb into his lap.

‘Jimin wait! Before you sit in my lap, I just need you to understand that I am not having sex with you.’ Jungkook explained in a firm tone.

‘Because you don’t think I can take it?’ Jimin asked softly, staring down at Jungkook’s length. Jungkook licked his lips and quickly dismissed that image.

‘Since you mentioned that, no, I don’t think you can take it. But that’s not the main reason.’ Jungkook admitted, his gaze lowered, deeply ashamed.

‘Then what is it?’ Jimin asked, curious.

‘Jimin, I could never forgive myself for doing that to you. And I already hate myself enough now as it is.’ Jungkook confessed on the verge of tears, his voice breaking. Hurt to see him so upset, Jimin grabbed his face and kissed his forehead.

‘Why do you hate yourself for this? Why do you think it’s so wrong?’ Jimin cried, pressing Jungkook’s face against his chest.

‘Because it just is! This is so fucking wrong Jimin! We’re brothers, we’re not supposed to do this.’ Jungkook cried, making Jimin cry harder.

‘But I love you.’ Jimin whispered, tears incessantly streaming down his face. Jungkook immediately popped his head up and stared into his deep brown eyes. For it was in that moment that Jungkook was finally able to make sense of his feelings for him. Unable to deny his love for him any longer, Jungkook wrapped his arms around him and hugged him so affectionately that neither of them had ever before felt more safe and loved.

 

 

Around dinner time, the boys were in the kitchen setting the table as their mother instructed them to do. After years of ignoring each other, they were finally talking and laughing again like they did as small children. While they were in Jungkook’s bedroom expressing their love for each other, Jimin kept insisting that Jungkook have ‘actual’ sex with him. But Jungkook repeatedly denied his request. In order to get Jimin to drop the issue, Jungkook convinced him to wait a couple of years and if he still felt like he wanted his first time to be with Jungkook, Jungkook would consider it.

‘Hyung, are you going to Yoongi’s party tomorrow?’ Jimin asked, passing Jungkook a plate.

‘No, I’m still grounded. Wait! How do you know Yoongi?’ Jungkook demanded, his possessiveness taking over again.

‘Fine, I’ll tell you. But hyung, don’t get mad. Yoongi is the guy my teacher caught me making out with.’ Jimin confessed with his gaze lowered.

‘WHAT?! Jimin, the guy is a player. Why are you even talking to guys in high school? Or any guys for that matter! And how do you know about his party?’ Jungkook pressed, slightly deepening his voice.

‘Um, he texted me to invite me over.’ Jimin replied in a soft tone.

‘WHY ARE YOU TEXTING HIM?!’ Jungkook snapped, stepping closer to him.

‘I’ll stop texting him, I promise! I’ll even delete his number.’ Jimin assured, resting his soft palms against Jungkook’s firm chest. Jungkook then gripped his hips and pulled him closer, their faces just inches apart.

‘Listen to me, I’m the only one that gets to touch you. You’re only mine.’ Jungkook whispered, making Jimin whimper from the rush of excitement he felt.

‘Touch me now.’ Jimin gasped, pulling down on Jungkook’s shirt.

‘Sure. Take your clothes off and get on the kitchen table. Go on, do it.’ Jungkook said sarcastically, causing Jimin to start laughing.

‘Okay, okay, I get it.’ Jimin chuckled.

‘No, I’m serious, do it.’ Jungkook continued, poking Jimin in his tickle spots, the pair of them playfully giggling.

‘Well you two suddenly seem to be getting along really well.’ Their mother noted upon walking into the kitchen. Jungkook immediately took a few steps away from Jimin, fearful that it might seem suspicious.

‘Uh yeah, we’re all good now.’ Jimin said with a smile.

‘That’s great. It definitely seems like a lot of the tension has been released.’ Their mother observed, taking the meatloaf out of the oven.

‘Yes, a lot has been… released.’ Jimin said, quickly glancing at Jungkook with a seductive smile. But Jungkook darkly glared back at him as he felt panic and anxiety rising up.

‘Good. Whatever you’re doing, keep at it. Clearly it’s working.’ Their mother encouraged with a smile.

‘You hear that Jungkook? We should keep doing it.’ Jimin said with a much too eager smile. Jungkook let out a nervous chuckle and poured himself a glass of water just so he could avoid eye-contact with both Jimin and his mother. The phone then thankfully rang and their mother left the kitchen to go answer it.

‘Jimin what the fuck are you doing?!’ Jungkook sneered, but kept his voice down.

‘Relax, I’m just messing.’ Jimin chuckled.

‘Do you have any idea what would happen to us if Mom and Dad found out about this?’ Jungkook pointed out in all seriousness.

‘Will you calm down. What parent would jump to those conclusions?’ Jimin mentioned, sounding far too confident.

‘Oh I think it’ll be pretty “conclusive” when you suddenly decide to start sucking me off during family dinner one night.’ Jungkook snapped, throwing his hands in the air, causing Jimin to laugh.

‘As much fun as that would be… I promise never to suck you off in front of our parents.’ Jimin scoffed, utterly amused by Jungkook’s panicked state. Before Jungkook could respond, their mother walked back in. After a pleasant dinner, the boys retreated to their separate bedrooms.

 

It was already past midnight, but Jungkook was wide awake. He just lay in the dark, processing everything that took place that day. When did his life turn into such a mess? Despite Jimin trying to convince him that he wasn’t to blame, Jungkook knew it was his fault. Although they loved each other, Jungkook still felt like he was taking advantage of him somehow. He only realized he had been crying when his bedroom door opened, interrupting his thoughts. Knowing that it was Jimin, he quickly wiped his tears, not wanting to worry him.

‘I can’t sleep.’ Jimin whispered. Jungkook then moved over a bit and gestured for him to lay next to him. Jimin smiled and climbed into his bed, cuddling next to his big brother.

‘Are you comfortable?’ Jungkook asked in a soft voice, wrapping his arms around him, feeling his warmth.

‘I am now.’ Jimin replied, feeling so safe and secure in his arms. In just a few minutes, the pair of them drifted off to sleep, getting the best night’s rest they’ve both had in a really long time. But how long could they remain in that blissful state?

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Jimin woke up with the biggest smile on his face. It was the best feeling to wake up in the arms of Jungkook, his big brother, the guy he was in love with. He turned over to find Jungkook still peacefully asleep. Even in his sleep, he was so handsome and irresistible. To that effect, Jimin started leaving a trail of kisses from his jawline all the way down to his collarbone. Jungkook then slowly woke up with a soft smile.

‘Did you sleep well hyung?’ Jimin asked, running his fingers through Jungkook’s hair.

‘The best ever.’ Jungkook replied, staring into Jimin’s eyes with love and adoration.

‘Good. We should probably start getting ready for school.’ Jimin sighed.

‘No, I want to hold you a little while longer.’ Jungkook whispered, pulling Jimin closer to him.

‘Hmm, we could shower together?’ Jimin suggested, biting his bottom lip, making Jungkook blush.

‘What if Mom and Dad catch us?’ Jungkook pointed out.

‘They don’t ever go into our bathroom, they have their own upstairs.’ Jimin reminded, grabbing Jungkook’s arm and getting out of bed.

 

The second they got into the shower, Jungkook pinned Jimin to the wall and started kissing him aggressively, all the while grinding their erections together. The warm water pouring over them just made the entire experience that much more pleasurable. Jungkook simply couldn’t get enough of Jimin’s sweet moans, his soft skin and his luscious lips. Drowning in his dark desires again, Jungkook slid his hands down Jimin’s body, grabbed his thighs and lifted his legs up, wrapping them around his hips. Jimin dug his nails into Jungkook’s back, pulling him closer, desperately seeking more friction.

‘Ah fuck Jiminie!’ Jungkook moaned, grinding so hard against him that it actually hurt a little but it also felt too good to stop.

‘Hyung please, I can’t take it anymore. Please just do it!’ Jimin begged, getting so carried away in the moment. He wanted all of Jungkook and he wanted it right then and there.

‘Do what?’ Jungkook panted, a puzzled look on his face.

‘Please just have sex with me? Please hyung! I want you inside of me. I wanna feel you, all of you.’ Jimin pleaded, causing Jungkook to freeze while all the blood in his body drained down to his already throbbing dick and stare at him blankly while he processed everything Jimin just said. With the position that they were in, Jungkook would be lying if he said the thought hadn’t crossed his mind. But he promised himself he wouldn’t do it and he had every intention of keeping that promise.

‘Jimin, we’ve been over this. That’s not happening!’ Jungkook objected, dead serious.

‘Yes but you’re already holding me like this. So just push it in.’ Jimin proposed, a hint of enthusiasm in his eyes.

‘What?!! No! I can’t just push it in!’ Jungkook stated firmly, letting go of Jimin and putting him down.

‘Why not?’ Jimin insisted, deeply disappointed.

‘Because… there’s stuff you have to do first.’ Jungkook replied, not even sure what any of that “stuff” was.

‘What kinda stuff?’ Jimin asked curiously.

‘I don’t know Jimin! You’re the one that watches gay porn!’ Jungkook pointed out.

‘In porn they usually just push it in.’ Jimin informed.

‘I’m sure there’s other stuff involved. It can’t just be that simple.’ Jungkook conceived.

‘No there isn’t! Can we just try?’ Jimin insisted, gripping Jungkook’s hips to pull him closer.

‘We are not trying anything. Jimin, we agreed to wait until you’re older remember?’ Jungkook stated, taking Jimin’s hands in his.

‘Don’t talk to me like I’m some stupid kid!’ Jimin protested, clearly upset.

‘I don’t think you’re a stupid kid. I think we’re both too young for this. What’s the big deal, we already do lots of other stuff.’ Jungkook consoled, softly caressing his wet face.

‘But it’s not the same.’ Jimin sighed with his head lowered.

‘FINE! Clearly, there’s no reasoning with you! So since you’re so unhappy, let’s just stop all of this. This is over!’ Jungkook snapped, tired of trying to convince Jimin of the same thing over and over again.

‘FINE! GET OUT!’ Jimin sneered, just as infuriated.

 

Once he was all ready for school, Jungkook felt really bad for lashing out on Jimin like that. He just knew that after he walked out of the shower, Jimin must’ve broken down in tears. So he decided to go to his room and apologize before they both left for school. But as he got to Jimin’s door, he heard him talking to someone on the phone. Just when Jungkook flung his door open, Jimin hung up the phone and shot him a dark glare.

‘Jimin who were you talking to?’ Jungkook demanded, stepping closer to him.

‘A friend. Why do you even care?’ Jimin retorted, still glaring darkly at him.

‘Are you actually wearing makeup?!’ Jungkook noted, giving him a confused stare.

‘So what? It’s Friday. I like to get a little extra dressed up.’ Jimin informed, still upset with him.

‘Jimin, are you meeting someone today?’ Jungkook gritted, clenching his fists and stepping even closer.

‘It’s none of your business.’ Jimin scowled, rushing past him only to have Jungkook grab him and shove him against the wall.

‘Who the fuck are you meeting?’ Jungkook growled, firmly holding him in place.

‘Let me go, you’re hurting me!’ Jimin whined, struggling to get out of his grip.

‘FUCKING ANSWER ME!’ Jungkook shouted, causing Jimin to cry. Jungkook then immediately let him go and took several steps back. Before he could apologize and console him, Jimin sprinted out of his room.

 

 

 

After school, Jimin was sitting outside of a café not so far from both his and Jungkook’s school. In fact, it was right in the middle of the two places, so a convenient place to meet. While waiting, he was going through some of the texts that Jungkook had sent him throughout the day, none of which Jimin replied to.

*Baby, I’m sorry! :(*

*Please talk to me!*

*I promise I won’t ever get so mad again*

*Please just answer…*

*Jiminie, I don’t want this to be over :(*

*Please Jimin, I promise I’ll do anything you want.*

*Please reply! PLEASE!*

Jimin quickly wiped his tears and put his phone away when he noticed someone familiar approaching his table. Jimin kindly smiled at him as he took a seat right next to him on the bench. If Jimin wasn’t already nervous when he called him over, having him sit so close to him that he could feel his body heat and smell his cologne, definitely got the job done.

‘I’m really glad you finally called me.’ Taehyung said in his seductive deep voice, lustfully staring into Jimin’s eyes.

‘Me too. It’s nice to be around someone who doesn’t treat me like some stupid kid.’ Jimin said with a sigh, slightly anxious.

‘Why would I treat you like a stupid kid?’ Taehyung scoffed, taking Jimin’s hand and entwining their fingers.

‘Most people do.’ Jimin replied in a soft tone, blushing as Taehyung lightly squeezed his small hand.

‘Most people are idiots then.’ Taehyung said, making Jimin smile. ‘Wow, you’re so beautiful when you smile.’ Taehyung added.

‘Then will you kiss me again?’ Jimin whispered in an overly seductive tone.

‘Are you sure you want me to?’ Taehyung asked, still pretending to be the decent guy Jimin believed him to be. Jimin bit his lip, palmed Taehyung’s face and kissed him. Instantly intoxicated by his taste again, Taehyung clutched him closer to his body and deepened the kiss. The pair of them both started moaning as they pulled and tugged at each other, desperately seeking more friction. Very slowly, Taehyung slid his hand between Jimin’s legs and cupped his crotch, lightly pressing on it.

‘Ah!... Tae.’ Jimin gasped.

‘Sorry, is this not okay?’ Taehyung asked, supposedly concerned.

‘No, it’s fine. I’m just not used to it.’ Jimin lied.

‘I see. You’ve never had sex?’ Taehyung inquired, but he already knew the answer.

‘Not technically. I’ve done other stuff.’ Jimin answered, making Taehyung raise an eyebrow at him.

‘Really, like what?’ He smirked.

‘Never mind that. Do you know how to do it with a guy?’ Jimin asked, hoping to get properly informed on male-X-male sexual encounters.

‘Uh, yeah I do.’ Taehyung affirmed, a light smirk on his face. Taehyung was loving the way that conversation was going.

‘So you know about all the stuff?’ Jimin questioned, eager to be enlightened.

‘The stuff? What do you mean?’ Taehyung chuckled.

‘You know, the stuff you need to do first, before you put it in.’ Jimin explained, causing Taehyung to lower his head in order to hide his smile.

‘Ah… that stuff. Yeah I know what to do first.’ Taehyung grinned, trying hard not to laugh at him.

‘Can you explain it to me?’ Jimin asked with a soft smile.

‘Yeah sure. So, it’s different with guys. You can’t just put things in, you need to prep first.’ Taehyung informed.

‘Prep? What’s prep?’ Jimin asked, puzzled. Taehyung wanted to start laughing again, but he kept his composure.

‘I was getting to that. Since buttholes don’t self-lubricate, you need to use a synthetic lube to make it wet and ready.’ Taehyung further informed.

‘Oh I see. But why does it need to be wet?’ Jimin asked, puzzled yet again.

‘Otherwise it’ll hurt… a lot.’ Taehyung replied, making Jimin’s eyes widen. He felt instantly relieved that Jungkook didn’t heed his request in the shower.

‘How do you know all this stuff? Have you done it with a guy before?’ Jimin asked, curious.

‘No I haven’t.’ He lied. ‘But I have a friend who’s bisexual, he told me about it.’ Taehyung added, moving a little closer to Jimin.

‘Thanks for telling me all of this.’ Jimin smiled, taking his hand.

‘Sure thing. Now, your turn. Tell me about the stuff you’ve done.’ Taehyung grinned seductively.

‘Or I can just show you.’ Jimin whispered, reaching his hand down Taehyung’s pants.

‘Whoa Jimin, someone could see us.’ Taehyung scoffed, instantly aroused.

‘I know. It’s hot right?’ Jimin whispered, licking his lips.

‘Fuck yeah!’ Taehyung breathed, aggressively kissing Jimin while he stroked his length.

‘You’re getting so hard.’ Jimin moaned as Taehyung hungrily sucked on his neck.

‘Ah fuck! Your hand is so soft… fuck! Oh, I’m so close.’ Taehyung moaned as Jimin jerked him faster. Then for some reason Taehyung glanced up, only to find a furious Jungkook marching towards them. He quickly fixed himself up and moved away from Jimin.

‘Tae, what’s wrong?’ Jimin asked softly, then he looked up to see Jungkook approaching their table with murderous rage.

‘This is not good.’ Taehyung mumbled to himself.

‘WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?! Jungkook screamed, grabbing Taehyung by the collar and pulling him to his feet.

‘Hey calm the fuck down! We were just hanging out.’ Taehyung explained as calmly as possible.

‘Jimin, get in my car.’ Jungkook commanded, giving him a stern look after he shoved Taehyung away.

‘Tae said he would take me home.’ Jimin informed, slightly tensed.

‘It’s not what you think Kook. We’re just chilling. I said I’d give him a ride home afterwards. It’s just a kind and friendly offer.’ Taehyung clarified with a smile, afraid of upsetting Jungkook again.

‘Jimin, I’m not gonna say this again, get in the car.’ Jungkook restated, completely ignoring Taehyung. Pouting at Jungkook, Jimin reluctantly walked towards his car and got in. Jungkook then returned his gaze to Taehyung, glaring angrily at him.

‘Kook, this is just a misunderstanding.’ Taehyung muttered, keeping his voice low.

‘If you ever touch my brother again, I will fucking end you Kim Taehyung!’ Jungkook threatened, furiously staring into his soul. After that he walked away, leaving an angry and very disappointed Taehyung behind.

 

When Jungkook got into his car, Jimin scowled at him with his arms crossed. Jungkook had never before felt such rage and he wanted more than anything to scream at Jimin and slap some sense in him. But he reminded himself that Jimin was still very naïve and innocent so he chose to reason with him in a calm manner.

‘Jimin, why were you meeting Taehyung?’ Jungkook asked, struggling to remain calm.

‘What is your problem? You don’t wanna be with me, so why can’t I be with someone else?’ Jimin countered, a furious look on his face. Jungkook stared at him, confused, once again rendered speechless by Jimin’s overall thought-process.

‘What the hell is wrong with you? Seriously, WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU?’ Jungkook shouted, losing the battle to stay calm.

‘JUST STOP YELLING AT ME!’ Jimin cried, burying his face in the palm of his hands. Jungkook then felt deeply hurt and guilty. He hated to see Jimin cry, his heart couldn’t take it.

‘Baby I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to yell at you. I won’t yell again, I promise. I just don’t know what to do anymore.’ Jungkook apologized, sighing in frustration.

‘I don’t know either.’ Jimin sniffed, wiping his tears.

‘Just tell me what you want.’ Jungkook whispered, moving closer and stroking his flushed cheek.

‘I just want you to love me.’ Jimin replied softly, tears streaming down his face.

‘Jimin, I do love you! I love you so much.’ Jungkook assured, lightly kissing his forehead.

‘Then can we please just try?’ Jimin implored, staring into Jungkook’s eyes with his big brown puppy-like eyes. Jungkook closed his eyes and let out a deep sigh. In all seriousness, Jungkook did not want to cross that particular limit, but he was more afraid of losing Jimin to someone else. In an effort to ensure that Jimin would be his, and only his, he unwillingly agreed.

 

 

 

The second they got into Jungkook’s bedroom, Jimin grabbed his arm, led him to the bed and pulled him on top of him. After a couple of minutes of intense kissing, they began undressing each other. Once completely naked, Jungkook grabbed Jimin’s inner thighs to spread his legs but stopped when he gasped.

‘Hyung wait! There actually is some stuff we need to do first.’ Jimin admitted, his gaze lowered.

‘See, I knew it! Okay, what do we need?’ Jungkook inquired, sitting up.

‘Um… we need something called lube?’ Jimin answered, sitting up as well.

‘Lube? That sticky wet stuff? Actually, that makes sense.’ Jungkook responded, nodding his head. On some level he felt like an idiot for not realizing that before.

‘Yea, so do you have any?’ Jimin posed, chiming with excitement.

‘Of course I don’t! Why would I have any lube lying around?’ Jungkook scoffed.

‘So then is there something else we can use?’ Jimin asked, determined to make it happen somehow.

‘I don’t know. Let me just google it real quick.’ Jungkook decided. After a few minutes of sitting at his desk, naked, with a naked Jimin sitting in his lap, they managed to find the answers they needed online.

‘Okay so it says here we can use Vaseline or baby oil instead.’ Jimin pointed out with a satisfied smile.

‘Um, I think we should have baby oil somewhere.’ Jungkook supposed, getting up and looking around his messy room.

‘Hyung… do you think it will hurt?’ Jimin asked in a soft voice, slowly standing up.

‘I don’t know Jimin, the article doesn’t say. But you know we don’t have to do this right?’ Jungkook suggested, walking up to Jimin and resting his hands on his small shoulders.

‘No, I wanna do it. Look! There’s the baby oil.’ Jimin said, smiling brightly as he picked the bottle up from the floor. Jungkook however started to feel really worried and panicked. It didn’t require someone experienced to figure out that it probably was going to hurt Jimin, presumably a lot. Jimin then walked up to Jungkook and handed him the bottle, blushing madly.

‘Okay… get on the bed.’ Jungkook instructed softly, his voice trembling. Jimin eagerly did as he was told, getting on his back and spreading his legs apart as far as he could, revealing his tiny, pink virgin-hole. In the meantime, Jungkook was looking down as he spread a generous amount of baby oil on his length. Once he felt it was lubricated enough, he finally glanced up at Jimin. What he felt when he saw Jimin’s pink little pucker for the first time however was not arousal. Granted, there was a part of him that wanted to march towards him and rob him of his innocence. But in that particular moment, what Jungkook felt the most was shame, guilt and self-hatred. Yet he slowly walked up to him, got into bed and knelt before him, positioning himself between his legs. Then he squirted some of the baby oil on his fingers and started rubbing them against Jimin’s entrance.

‘Ah… feels so wet.’ Jimin chuckled, unaware that Jungkook was on the verge of tears. As Jungkook hesitantly rubbed his moist fingers against Jimin’s pucker, he quickly realized that there was no possible way he could make his member fit into that tiny hole, not without causing Jimin a great deal of pain. That’s when he suddenly stopped everything he was doing and broke down in tears.

‘Jiminie I can’t do it. Please don’t make me do it.’ Jungkook sobbed, downright bawling like a baby.

‘Hyung, what’s wrong?’ Jimin asked worriedly, sitting up and wiping his tears.

‘I just can’t do it. I don’t wanna hurt you.’ Jungkook continued to sob.

‘Okay, it’s okay. We don’t have to do it.’ Jimin consoled, crying as well upon seeing Jungkook in such pain. Jungkook then grabbed him and hugged him tight.

‘I’m sorry, I just can’t stand the idea of ever hurting you.’ Jungkook whispered, calming down a bit.

‘It’s fine. Let’s just do the other stuff for now.’ Jimin reassured, trailing his hands up and down Jungkook’s back. After they managed to comfort each other, they sucked each other off a few times and fell asleep.

 

 

 

A couple of hours later, Jimin woke up, dazed and confused. He was naked and lying on top of Jungkook who was also naked and still asleep. Then he realized that the reason he woke up was because someone was knocking on Jungkook’s bedroom door. Instantly wide awake and very panicked, he started shaking Jungkook to wake him up.

‘Hmm, Jiminie… what is it?’ Jungkook yawned, slowly opening his eyes.

‘Someone is at the door!’ Jimin whispered, his eyes widened in fear. Then they both heard more knocking, causing Jungkook to jump up and start looking for his clothes.

‘Uh, just a second.’ Jungkook screamed out, hurriedly getting dressed, gesturing at Jimin to do the same. Once dressed he walked up to his door and very slowly opened it.

‘Hey sweetie, were you taking a nap?’ His mother asked with a smile.

‘Yeah, yeah I was.’ Jungkook muttered, furtively glancing over his shoulder at Jimin who was already fully dressed.

‘Oh sorry for waking you, but it is really late. You should get washed up for dinner soon. Do you know where Jimin is? He’s not in his room.’ His mother inquired, a puzzled look on her face.

‘Hey Mom!’ Jimin appeared with a smile, pulling the door wider open so he could stand next to Jungkook.

‘Oh you’re here. Someone called for you. Wait, why were you here?’ She asked with a curious smile.

‘Uh hyung and I were playing video games.’ Jimin lied with a confident smile.

‘Really? Jungkook, I thought you were napping.’ She pointed out, confusedly glancing at Jungkook who seemed a bit flustered.

‘Yea I was. We played some games and then fell asleep.’ Jungkook replied as convincingly as he could.

‘Well that’s good. I’m really glad you two are bonding. Now Jimin, a friend of yours called.’ She responded, arching an eyebrow at Jimin.

‘What friend?’ Jungkook demanded, a serious look on his face.

‘Um, a Min Yoongi? He invited Jimin to a party he’s having tonight.’ His mother answered, softly smiling at Jimin. Jungkook could feel his blood boiling.

‘Oh, I already told him I can’t go.’ Jimin replied softly, quickly glancing at Jungkook.

‘Right but he called to ask again and even offered to pick you up and drop you back home before your curfew.’ His mother encouraged.

‘Mom he said he’s not going!’ Jungkook snapped, clearly enraged.

‘Watch that tone Jeon Jungkook.’ She scolded. ‘What’s the big deal if he goes to his friend’s party? It’s a weekend.’ She continued.

‘I just don’t think it’s a good idea for him to go alone. It’s not safe.’ Jungkook countered, purposefully triggering her maternal instincts.

‘I see your point. Well, why don’t you go with him then? I heard you were invited as well. Since you two are so close now, you’re no longer grounded.’ She offered, affectionately caressing Jungkook’s cheek.

‘Can we go hyung? Please?’ Jimin begged, enthusiastically tugging on Jungkook’s arm.

‘Fine, let’s go.’ Jungkook conceded with a sigh. Jimin then excitedly hugged his mother and rushed to his room to start getting ready. After closing the door on the excited members of the Jeon family, Jungkook quietly sat on his bed, organizing his thoughts. What was that bastard Yoongi actually hoping to get from inviting Jimin to his party? Then there was Taehyung who would also be at the party. And then there was Lisa. While it was easy to avoid her at school, would he be able to avoid her at the party? That party was slowly changing into his worst nightmare and Jungkook only wished he could somehow wake up from it.

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Jungkook and Jimin were driving to Yoongi’s house. While Jimin was chiming with excitement as he applied his makeup, Jungkook was deep in thoughts, trying to figure out his game-plan. He kept glancing over at Jimin who had a clueless smile plastered on his face. Jungkook was trying to think of a way to reason with him without starting another fight. It was no secret to him that Yoongi invited Jimin over with the intention of getting lucky. But Jimin was too young and naïve to figure that out, he still believed in the overall goodness of people.

‘Uh Jimin?’ Jungkook started saying upon realizing that Jimin was done with his makeup.

‘Yeah hyung?’ Jimin replied, looking at him with a sweet smile.

‘Jimin, we won’t stay very long, okay?’ Jungkook stated calmly.

‘Why not?’ Jimin asked, puzzled.

‘I don’t really like any of those people.’ Jungkook responded, being perfectly honest.

‘Aren’t they your friends from school?’ Jimin posed, still puzzled.

‘They go to my school, but I’m not exactly friends with a lot of them.’ Jungkook answered, getting slightly tensed.

‘Okay, we don’t have to stay long.’ Jimin agreed with a nod.

‘One more thing… I want you to stay away from Yoongi. Oh and Taehyung. Stay away from them both.’ Jungkook ordered, a serious look on his face. Jimin felt a little unsettled with Jungkook getting possessive and controlling again, but he didn’t want to argue so he agreed with a forced smile.

 

As soon as they arrived at the party and got out of the car, Jimin clutched unto Jungkook, taking his hand in his own, only to have Jungkook pull his arm away with a stern look. Of course, how could he forget? They’re not supposed to be a couple. Holding on to Jungkook might seem a bit suspicious. Being reminded of the fact that he could never openly express his love for Jungkook, caused Jimin to suddenly get really sad. But since he didn’t want Jungkook to worry, he did a pretty decent job at hiding his pain as they walked in together, at a reasonable distance from each other of course. The place was unbearably chaotic. There was really loud music, people just running around for no reason, people stripping down and jumping in the pool, and as per usual, a lot of underage drinking. Jungkook rolled his eyes as they walked past Taehyung who was making-out with some girl who was not his girlfriend.

‘Oh hyung, I see some people I know, can I go say hi?’ Jimin asked, waiting for permission.

‘What people?’ Jungkook inquired, gazing around.

‘Those two girls over there. They’re in my art-class.’ Jimin informed, pointing at two girls eagerly waving him over.

‘Okay, but stay where I can see you.’ Jungkook insisted. Jimin then happily skipped over to his friends. While Jimin laughed and talked, basically being the social butterfly he is, Jungkook being his antisocial self, went over to the bowl of punch for a drink. It was then that he felt a light tap on his shoulder. He turned around to discover Lisa smiling at him. Almost immediately he glanced over to Jimin who was already staring at them with a dissatisfied look. Since Jungkook didn’t want to seem rude, he talked to her for a few minutes but then quickly glanced up at Jimin again only to see him marching of in an angered state.

 

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Jimin was on the verge of tears as he tried to find a secluded place to deal with his frustrations. Who was that girl Jungkook was talking to? Why did it seem like they were flirting? Did Jungkook like her on some level? Right when he was about to break down in tears, he felt a soft pair of lips on the back of his neck. He slowly turned around with a gasp.

‘I’m really glad you came.’ Yoongi whispered with a smile.

‘Oh hey. Thanks for inviting me.’ Jimin replied, trying to mask his distress.

‘Hey, are you okay? Do you wanna step outside for some fresh air?’ Yoongi suggested, lightly stroking his cheek.

‘Um, yeah actually, that sounds great.’ Jimin accepted, letting Yoongi take him by the hand and guide him outside. Behind the stupendous mansion that Yoongi lived in, there was a small secluded garden. The full moon that night truly made it a beautiful and romantic setting. They took a seat next to each other on the bench and enjoyed the serenity and cool air.

‘What’s on your mind Jimin? You seem a little distracted.’ Yoongi mentioned as he watched Jimin hunch over and blankly stare at the ground.

‘A lot of things. But I don’t really wanna talk about it.’ Jimin replied, sitting up straight.

‘That’s okay. So, I’ve been trying to call you, but I’m not getting much of an answer.’ Yoongi sighed, causing Jimin to finally look at him.

‘Right, I’m sorry. I lost your number.’ He lied.

‘I’m sure you did.’ Yoongi scoffed, seeing right through his lies. ‘Are you already seeing someone?’ He continued.

‘Yeah I am.’ Jimin admitted in a firm tone.

‘So that’s why you seem so different.’ Yoongi smirked, arching an eyebrow at him.

‘What do you mean?’ Jimin questioned, confused.

‘Clearly you’re fucking someone.’ Yoongi grinned, sarcastically chuckling afterwards.

‘What?! No, I’m not!’ Jimin countered, rather tensed and panicked.

‘Relax. You don’t have to lie to me. I can always tell when innocent boys aren’t quite so… innocent anymore.’ Yoongi stated with a slight smirk.

‘Yoongi that sounds really creepy.’ Jimin chuckled, making Yoongi chuckle as well.

‘So is it Taehyung?’ Yoongi inquired, clearly jealous.

‘Taehyung?’ Jimin repeated, slightly anxious.

‘Yeah, your brother’s friend. I see the way he looks at you.’ Yoongi pointed out.

‘No, it’s not him.’ Jimin responded, lowering his gaze when Yoongi mentioned his brother.

‘Then who is it?’ Yoongi asked, determined to find out who his competition is.

‘Um, I don’t think it’s anyone you know.’ Jimin muttered, already trying to think of ways to redirect that conversation.

‘Even so, tell me his name.’ Yoongi insisted with a forced smile.

‘I have to go. My brother is probably looking for me.’ Jimin replied, quickly standing up to leave. The panic and anxiety was really hitting him hard. His heart was beating so fast, he felt it would burst out of his chest.

‘No he’s not. He’s probably hooking-up with Lisa.’ Yoongi smirked. Jimin then suddenly felt all the panic and anxiety be replaced by boiling rage.

‘NO HE’S NOT!’ Jimin snapped, clenching his fists to regain his composure.

‘Why are you getting so worked up? I swear, you and your brother are weird.’ Yoongi remarked, about to burst out laughing.

‘What the hell is that supposed to mean?’ Jimin demanded, darkly glaring at Yoongi.

‘I don’t know but it almost seems like you two have sexual tension.’ Yoongi chuckled, hysterically laughing afterwards. But Jimin wasn’t amused. Instead he immediately started to think of something clever to say.

‘Why would you say that?’ Jimin asked in a soft tone.

‘You’re right, I’m sorry. It’s not funny. In fact, it’s just really fucked up.’ Yoongi scoffed, secretly content to see the anxious look on Jimin’s face.

‘Yeah it is. Um, I have to go.’ Jimin mumbled then walked away, denying Yoongi time to respond.

 

***

 

After Jungkook finally managed to get away from Lisa, he was walking all around the place desperately trying to find Jimin, but to no avail. He was feeling overly worried and frustrated when someone roughly tugged on his arm. It only upset him more when he turned around to see it was Taehyung.

‘What the fuck do you want?’ Jungkook snarled, barely able to even look at him.

‘Kook, I just really wanna talk to you for a minute.’ Taehyung replied, an urgent tone in his voice.

‘Not now. I’m looking for Jimin.’ Jungkook declined, walking away only to have Taehyung pull him back.

‘I really need to talk to you… in private.’ Taehyung insisted, whispering the last part.

‘Tae, I gotta find Jimin.’ Jungkook restated in a more serious tone.

‘Don’t worry about him. I just saw him chilling with some girls by the pool.’ He lied with a convincing smile. Jungkook then sighed and nodded, following Taehyung to an empty room.

‘Can you make this quick? Because I’m still really pissed at you.’ Jungkook gritted. Taehyung then closed the door behind them, stopped smiling to himself and turned around, facing Jungkook with a feigned look of remorse.

‘I’m sorry, but I honestly don’t get why you’re so mad at me.’ Taehyung replied with a sad expression, all in pretense of course.

‘You don’t get why I’m mad? Tae, you were making-out with my brother!’ Jungkook sneered, struggling to stay calm.

‘What’s wrong with that? Kook, I really like him.’ Taehyung admitted, trying his best to sound sincere.

‘I’m not okay with that! He’s my brother, you’re my friend. Isn’t that breaking some kinda rule?’ Jungkook countered, referring to the supposed friendship manual.

‘Rule? And since when do you care about rules?’ Taehyung smirked, winking at him. Jungkook was instantly startled by Taehyung’s sudden shift in demeanor. More than that, he started to feel rather scared.

‘I don’t—uh… I don’t know what you mean.’ Jungkook stuttered, making Taehyung chuckle.

‘Let’s just say you’re in no position to judge me when you’re breaking quite a few rules yourself. At least I won’t burn in hell for my mistakes.’ Taehyung grinned, enjoying every second of watching Jungkook struggle in his panicked state.

‘How do you—I, I mean—what do—what…’ Jungkook stuttered, feeling so dizzy from the shock, he was sure he would faint.

‘I gotta say Kook, I never took you for such a sick bastard.’ Taehyung chuckled.

‘No-no… it’s not—it’s not what you think.’ Jungkook mumbled, leaning against a desk so as to not pass out. Taehyung scoffed and walked up to him, standing much too close.

‘You mean… you’re not fucking your little brother?’ Taehyung whispered, trailing his hand down Jungkook’s abdomen.

‘No! I’m not! I swear I’m not!’ Jungkook denied, after which he broke down in tears. Taehyung smiled to himself for a few seconds but then quickly reassumed his role as the caring friend.

‘There there Kook, don’t cry. I’m sure you didn’t mean for it to happen.’ Taehyung consoled supposedly, wrapping his arms around Jungkook and closing his eyes as he took in his warm scent. Instinctively, Jungkook wrapped his arms around him as well and buried his face into the crook of his neck. While he wasn’t sure what Taehyung’s intentions were, it just felt really nice to be tightly held and comforted.

‘I really didn’t mean for it to happen Tae. And it’s not what it sounds like. I’m not fucking him. It’s not just about sex. I really love him.’ Jungkook explained after he gently pulled away from the embrace. Taehyung blankly stared at him for a few seconds while he processed everything he said. At some point he thought to himself: “Hmm, not fucking him? Too bad. I would!”

‘So you mean you’re in love with him?’ Taehyung asked, softly wiping his tears, making Jungkook fondly smile at him.

‘Yea Tae, I really am. And I know it’s fucked up, but we can’t help it.’ Jungkook replied, letting out a deep sigh of frustration.

‘Well that’s a lot to process.’ Taehyung scoffed, making Jungkook chuckle.

‘You’re not gonna tell anyone?’ Jungkook asked in a soft tone, almost pleading.

‘No, of course not. Kook, you’re my friend. I wouldn’t do that to you.’ Taehyung stated convincingly, gripping his hips with a smile, pulling him closer.

‘Thank you.’ Jungkook whispered, palming Taehyung’s face and closing his eyes as he pressed their foreheads together. While Jungkook’s eyes were closed, Taehyung’s on the other hand were wide open and intently staring down at his lips.

‘So uh, I should go. My girlfriend’s probably looking for me.’ Taehyung muttered, struggling to mask his arousal.

‘Right, okay. I should go too. Jimin and I have a curfew.’ Jungkook replied. Before he left, he quickly hugged Taehyung, thanked him again and agreed to meet up later throughout the weekend. As Taehyung watched him leave, he quietly smiled to himself, once again impressed with his ability to manipulate people.

 

***

Jungkook was sitting on his bed with his phone in his hand, anxiously waiting for Jimin to respond to his text. When Jungkook left Taehyung in that room, he continued to look around for Jimin. Eventually he found him waiting by the car with a saddened expression. For some reason, Jungkook didn’t bother asking him what’s wrong. In fact, the entire ride home consisted of awkward silence and tension. But as they got home, Jungkook realized that he missed him and that he wanted to talk. So he texted him, asking if Jimin could come to his room. However, a half hour had passed since he sent the text and no Jimin. Suddenly he glanced up, hearing his door creak open.

‘What took you so long?’ Jungkook asked with a soft smile, holding his hand as he sat next to him on the bed.

‘I’m sorry. I just didn’t wanna cry in front of you.’ Jimin replied softly, blankly staring at the floor, unable to look at Jungkook.

‘Jiminie, why are you so upset? Is it because I was talking to that girl?’ Jungkook asked, gently pulling him into his arms.

‘It’s not just that.’ Jimin said softly, on the verge of tears.

‘Then what else is it? Please just talk to me?’ Jungkook insisted, lightly kissing his cheek.

‘I don’t think we should do this anymore.’ Jimin replied, finally looking up at him with tears in his eyes.

‘You’re right. We shouldn’t. But Jimin, how am I supposed to stop now?’ Jungkook responded, turning his head away to hide his tears of frustration.

‘Maybe you should just be with that girl. You seem to like her.’ Jimin noted, tears streaming down his face.

‘No I don’t. Baby… I just want you.’ Jungkook whispered, palming his face, pulling him closer, but Jimin pulled away.

‘What are we even doing? It’s not like we can ever be a real couple.’ Jimin cried.

‘Fine, let’s just stop this.’ Jungkook replied in a soft tone.

‘Okay. Bye.’ Jimin sighed, wiping his tears and getting up to leave only to have Jungkook grab him and pull him into his lap.

‘Jiminie… I know we should stop… but I can’t. I wish I could, but I really can’t! I need to feel you… touch you… kiss you. I wish I wasn’t this fucked up, but I am. I can’t let you go.’ Jungkook breathed, all the while tugging at Jimin’s clothes, kissing and caressing him anywhere he could. Jimin had never before felt so aroused because it was the first time that Jungkook ever initiated sex between them.

‘Ah… Jungkook… I need you! I need you to touch me like this.’ Jimin moaned, pulling Jungkook’s shirt over his head. Just a couple of minutes later and they were naked in bed, kissing passionately.

‘Jimin, I want to try something new.’ Jungkook suggested, a flustered look on his face.

‘Really? Okay!’ Jimin agreed, overly excited.

‘Okay, roll over and spread your legs.’ Jungkook instructed, making Jimin arch an eyebrow at him as he lay down flat on his stomach.

‘I think I’m gonna like this.’ Jimin chuckled.

‘Don’t get too excited.’ Jungkook scoffed, positioning himself between Jimin’s legs. Jimin wasn’t sure what to expect when he felt Jungkook’s firm hands on his mounds, gently spreading them apart.

‘AH-FUCK!!’ Jimin exclaimed once he felt Jungkook’s tongue on his rim. Jungkook let out a soft chuckle then started eagerly licking and sucking on his pink little hole. Jimin was positively losing his mind, drowning in mind-altering pleasure.

‘Oh so you do like it?’ Jungkook teased, lifting one hand to spank him as he continued to earn loud and lewd moans from him.

‘AHH! Fuck… ah, hyung… fuck, I’m gonna cum… I’M GONNA CUM!’ Jimin screamed out, his entire body shuddering as he experienced the most intense orgasm ever. Jungkook lustfully stared down at his moist hole as Jimin softly whimpered, still coming down from his high. As Jungkook unknowingly started rubbing his middle-finger against it, he felt the strong urge to push it in.

‘Fuck! I can’t.’ Jungkook mumbled to himself, but Jimin heard him and felt so aroused and stimulated that he just couldn’t think straight.

‘Ah, just do it! Push it in!’ Jimin moaned, looking over his shoulder at Jungkook still deciding.

‘Fine, but you asked for it.’ Jungkook muttered, then pushed his finger inside in one swift motion.

‘AAHH!!’ Jimin screamed, throwing his head back, tears shooting out of his eyes. The penetration hurt and felt very uncomfortable at first, but when Jungkook started thrusting his finger in and out, that’s when Jimin started feeling the pleasure of it and he just couldn’t get enough.

‘Fuck… how is it so tight?’ Jungkook breathed, fingering him harder when Jimin started rocking his hips and moaning louder.

‘AH-FUCK! Yes! There!’ Jimin exclaimed when Jungkook hit a spot he didn’t even know he had.

‘Right here baby?’ Jungkook whispered, going even harder and faster.

‘Ah! Ah! FUCK!... no-no, I’m gonna cum… fuck, I can’t!’ Jimin whined, the overstimulation being too much for him. But Jungkook didn’t stop fingering him until he came again, almost crying from the sensitivity and exhaustion. After he finally stopped whimpering, Jungkook turned him over and straddled him.

‘I’m sorry baby. Did I overdo it?’ Jungkook asked softly, running his fingers through his sweat-soaked hair. Jimin slowly opened his eyes and saw Jungkook staring down at him with such affection that he felt like crying.

‘No, it’s—it’s fine—I, I’m fine.’ Jimin whispered with a soft smile, drifting off to sleep. But when he felt Jungkook’s erection against his thigh, he opened his eyes again.

‘It’s okay, just go to sleep.’ Jungkook assured, caressing his face.

‘No, you’re hard. Let me take care of it.’ Jimin insisted, lightly scratching his thighs to pull him up.

‘Jiminie, you’re falling asleep.’ Jungkook chuckled.

‘Just bring it up to my face.’ Jimin suggested, licking his lips.

‘You… wait, you want me to ride your face?’ Jungkook asked softly, almost moaning, his dick getting harder if that was even possible. Jimin smilingly bit his bottom lip and nodded eagerly. Jungkook didn’t hesitate. Very quickly, he moved up, carefully kneeling with Jimin’s head between his thighs.

‘Fuck this is so hot.’ Jimin moaned as he looked up at Jungkook who was already rubbing the tip of his throbbing dick against his thick lips. Then he dug his nails into Jungkook’s thighs, opened his mouth and let him push his dick down his throat.

‘Ah-fuck!... Ah!... fuck, yes, take it.’ Jungkook moaned as he held Jimin’s head in place and thrusted down his throat. Obviously it didn’t take very long for him to cum since Jimin didn’t try to squirm away once as Jungkook forced his dick further down, making him gag repeatedly.

 

About a half hour later, they lay awake, holding each other, just enjoying the warmth of it. For the time being, they both chose to ignore the repercussions of what they were doing. As they both continued to indulge in their sinful desires, their conscience just seemed to grow numb.

‘Hyung, what are we doing for the rest of the weekend?’ Jimin suddenly asked, breaking the silence.

‘Um, how ‘bout we hang out with Taehyung later?’ Jungkook suggested.

‘Taehyung? I thought you wanted to stay away from him?’ Jimin posed, a bit confused.

‘Nah, I was wrong about him. He’s a good friend.’ Jungkook explained.

Okay. Guess we’ll hang out with Taehyung then.’ Jimin agreed. A few minutes later they both drifted off to sleep, not knowing what horrors the future held for them.

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Taehyung woke up dazed and confused. As he rubbed his eyes, he tried to figure out where he was. Once he sat up straight in bed, he realized that he was definitely not in his own bedroom or even his own house for that matter. Then he heard a knock on the door and looked up to find a maid approaching him with a cup of coffee.

‘Thank you.’ Taehyung mumbled, taking the cup. After she smiled and walked away, Taehyung thought to himself: “Wait, I don’t have a maid!”. While enjoying the best cup of coffee he ever had, he walked out of the room and further down the hallway. Once he got to a door that said: “Genius Lab”, he finally realized that he was in Yoongi’s house. Without knocking, he opened the door and went inside to find Yoongi sitting at his desk on his computer.

‘Morning sunshine.’ Yoongi chuckled, standing up.

‘Uh yeah hi. Yoongi, what am I doing here?’ Taehyung asked, clearly confused.

‘You had too much to drink last night. I couldn’t let you drive home drunk, so I let you stay in one of my guestrooms. Don’t worry, I called your parents and let them know you were sleeping over.’ Yoongi explained with a smile.

‘Really? Um, thanks, that was really nice of you.’ Taehyung replied with a soft smile. As Taehyung took a seat on his desk, Yoongi quickly licked his lips, all the while trying not to stare at him too obviously. He really did think that Taehyung was the most beautiful creature he had ever seen.

‘So tell me, did anything happen with Jungkook last night? I saw you two going into a room and when he walked back out, he seemed pretty happy.’ Yoongi scoffed, raising an eyebrow at him.

‘No, nothing happened.’ Taehyung sighed, disappointed.

‘So you just talked? About what? Jimin?’ Yoongi questioned, a firm tone in his voice.

‘Yea, about that, I’m sorry. I know you like Jimin, I was just using him to get Jungkook’s attention.’ Taehyung confessed, his gaze lowered.

‘I honestly don’t get your obsession with Jungkook.’ Yoongi smirked, struggling to mask his jealousy.

‘I’m not obsessed with him! By the way, I think you should move on from Jimin. Trust me, it’s not gonna happen.’ Taehyung stated, sounding a bit too confident.

‘Why? Because he’s already seeing someone? Big deal, I like a challenge.’ Yoongi grinned.

‘It’s not just someone… it’s…’ Taehyung paused, unsure whether or not he should expose their sinful relationship.

‘What is it?’ Yoongi probed, stepping closer to him.

‘It’s nothing. Look, thanks for everything, but I should go.’ Taehyung deferred, wanting to get off the desk only to have Yoongi grab his waist and push him back.

‘Stay a while. I know I’m not Jungkook, but you’ve never complained before. I always fuck you really good, don’t I?’ Yoongi whispered into the crook of his neck, tugging at his clothes. Taehyung started breathing heavily as he instantly got aroused. While he wasn’t able to admit that he was into guys, he knew he loved being fucked into more than anything. Yoongi grabbed his face and kissed him aggressively, causing Taehyung to start moaning as he grew more needy.

‘Ah… okay-okay… fuck me.’ Taehyung moaned, tugging at Yoongi’s zipper.

‘You want me to fuck you? Then get on your knees and beg for it.’ Yoongi ordered, grabbing Taehyung by his shoulders and pushing him down to his knees. Taehyung didn’t hesitate. He quickly undid Yoongi’s pants and started sucking on his hardened length. After a few minutes of moaning on his dick, Taehyung stood up and hastily undressed himself.

‘I can’t wait anymore… please fuck me.’ Taehyung begged, wrapping his hands around Yoongi’s neck and pulling him in for an aggressive kiss. Yoongi lifted him unto his desk, making him lay on his back as he spread his legs, revealing that sweet hole he just couldn’t get enough of. Then he swiftly grabbed a bottle of lube from one of the drawers and started prepping Taehyung with his fingers.

‘Fuck, you’re always so tight for me.’ Yoongi breathed, harshly thrusting two of his lubed-up fingers inside of Taehyung’s twitching hole.

‘Ah! AH!... Yoongi, AH! You trying to make me cum with just your fingers?’ Taehyung whined, already so stimulated. Yoongi smirked and lubed-up his member. Without warning, he thrust his entire length in, making Taehyung gasp from the harsh penetration.

‘Fuck… you’re so tight… I can’t…’ Yoongi moaned, drowning inside of Taehyung as he felt his wet, warm hole twitching around his cock. He looked down at Taehyung panting and moaning, his sweaty body writhing in pleasure and he just loved the feeling of dominating the ever so masculine Kim Taehyung.

‘AH! Yes… yes, fuck me harder! FUCK! Don’t hold back, fuck me!’ Taehyung moaned, begging for more like the thirsty little cock-slut he secretly was. Yoongi did as he wanted and picked up the pace, earning the lewdest moans from him as he felt his orgasm building up. When Yoongi felt his orgasm getting close, he pulled Taehyung closer to him, wanting to feel more of him. He only wished he could tell Taehyung how he really felt about him and have him feel the same way. What started off as just meaningless sex between friends a few months back, inevitably led to Yoongi falling in love with him. But Taehyung on the other hand was convinced that he was straight and that he simply enjoyed experimenting with a guy. As he once again looked down at Taehyung’s incomparable beauty, he felt so overwhelmed that he could no longer fight off his orgasm. Once he came inside of him, Taehyung instantly came as well, loving the feeling of being filled up with his cum.

‘So, round two?’ Yoongi grinned, still trying to catch his breath. Taehyung breathed heavily as he still lay on his back, staring up at the ceiling with a satisfied smile.

‘Fuck, that was amazing. I can’t move.’ Taehyung scoffed, making Yoongi chuckle.

‘You’re welcome. Let’s get on the bed.’ Yoongi suggested with a smile, softly caressing Taehyung’s inner thigh.

‘Sorry, I gotta go.’ Taehyung responded, finally getting up and getting dressed.

‘Why? Let’s go a few  more rounds first.’ Yoongi insisted, stepping up to him and caressing his face, only to have Taehyung bat his hand away.

‘Stop. You know I don’t like any of that gay shit. I’m not your fucking boyfriend.’ Taehyung scoffed, buttoning up his shirt.

‘I can’t believe you still think you’re straight.’ Yoongi chuckled, laughing afterwards.

‘I am straight. Look, I like having sex with you, but it’s not like I feel anything for you. I’m really not interested in being in a relationship with a guy.’ Taehyung explained, carefully holding on to his denial.

‘Then how do you explain your thing for Jungkook?’ Yoongi retorted, hiding how deeply hurt he felt by his words.

‘It’s not like I’m in love with him! I just really want him to fuck me. Man, you know I like chicks right?’ Taehyung further explained, quickly rising to his own defense.

‘I like chicks too. Tae, I’m not saying you’re gay, I’m saying you’re bisexual, like me.’ Yoongi pointed out.

‘No, I’m not like you. You could actually date a guy, I could never do that.’ Taehyung affirmed, getting ready to leave.

‘And if you don’t get what you want from Jungkook?’ Yoongi inquired in a soft tone, still struggling to hide his pain.

‘Then I will need to have a rather uncomfortable conversation with his parents.’ Taehyung smirked, then winked at Yoongi and left. Yoongi chose to ignore his remark since he had no idea what he could be referring to.

 

***

Jimin was standing at the kitchen counter, pouring some orange juice into a glass when he suddenly felt a pair of strong arms wrapped around his waist. He blushed, closed his eyes and leaned his head back against Jungkook’s firm chest. It felt so nice to be held by him, feel his warmth, feel his hot breath dancing across his skin as Jungkook lightly kissed the back of his neck. Jimin couldn’t imagine ever loving anyone more than he loved Jungkook. Being with him just made all the sense in the world even though he knew it was wrong on so many levels. He let out a soft gasp when Jungkook suddenly slid his hand down his pants, cupping his crotch.

‘Jiminie… why were you moaning in the shower?’ Jungkook whispered, softly giggling as he sucked on his earlobe.

‘Ah, I um, I was hard when I woke up… thought I should take care of it.’ Jimin breathed, feeling himself get hard in Jungkook’s hand as he gently massaged his member.

‘I don’t like it when you touch yourself without me.’ Jungkook whispered, softly stroking him.

‘Ah-ah… I’m sorry, I didn’t wanna wake you.’ Jimin moaned, slowly thrusting in his hand. When he felt that familiar build-up, he wanted to turn around to kiss Jungkook, but Jungkook firmly held him into place.

‘Don’t turn around. I love feeling your ass grinding against my dick.’ Jungkook chuckled, causing Jimin to smile and grind harder against him.

‘Mom and Dad might catch us.’ Jimin warned, biting his lip to hold back his moans.

‘I’ll stop when I hear someone coming down the stairs. So were you thinking about me in the shower?’ Jungkook grinned, stroking him faster.

‘Hmm… ah-ah, hyung… ah! I always think about you.’ Jimin whimpered, feeling his orgasm on the tip of his dick. Jungkook smiled then started lustfully sucking on his neck while he pumped him harder. Jimin had to cover his mouth with both hands when he came, the surge of pleasure being too much for him. After a couple of minutes of kissing, Jungkook quickly cleaned them both up with kitchen towels when he heard footsteps coming down the stairs. Then, along with their parents, they had the most awkward breakfast ever and then left to go meet up with Taehyung at the mall.

 

***

Taehyung was sitting on a bench, deep in thoughts while he waited on Jungkook and Jimin. He hated the fact that Jungkook texted him to inform that Jimin would be joining them. Didn’t that make him some kind of pathetic third-wheel? Then he suddenly got a text from Yoongi. He quietly smiled to himself while reading the content.

*Hey sexy, if things don’t go well with Jungkook again, come over to my house tonight. I wanna stretch that tight hole and fill you up with my cum.*

Taehyung giggled for a few seconds then put his phone away without replying. His mind then wandered off to everything that happened with Yoongi the past few months. Taehyung honestly never meant for it to happen. They were just working late on a project for school one night and for some reason Taehyung decided to open up to him about the many difficulties he’s had to face in life. After Taehyung told him everything he’s been through, Yoongi was in tears and it tugged at Taehyung’s heart that he actually cared so much. It just started off with an affectionate hug, then an innocent kiss, but then the kiss grew more passionate. However, the second Yoongi slid his hand down Taehyung’s body, he jumped up and stormed out in tears. But unable to deny his desires for him, Taehyung secretly met up with him for a few weeks following that night, just to kiss him. The make-out sessions kept getting more passionate however, so when Yoongi suggested they take things to the next level, Taehyung gave into his desire and curiosity. The first time Taehyung felt Yoongi inside of him, was the single most intense and pleasurable experience he had ever had. Yes, Taehyung had had sex with girls and he always really enjoyed it. But actually giving yourself over to someone and having them feed you with pure ecstasy as they touched and stimulated you in ways you were previously unaware of, was such an intoxicating feeling. Suddenly Taehyung glanced up to notice Jungkook and Jimin approaching him with bright smiles. To that effect, he quickly dismissed memories of how good the sex with Yoongi was and composed himself.

‘Hey guys, good to see ya.’ Taehyung said with a fake smile as they both took a seat on either side of him, trapping him in the middle of their twisted love.

‘You too Tae. Uh, you look a little wrecked. Are you okay?’ Jungkook inquired with genuine concern. Taehyung quickly smiled to himself as he thought about how hard and good Yoongi fucked into him that morning. Before he could respond, Jimin lightly kissed his cheek, causing him to gasp softly.

‘Uh, I’m a little hungover. Jimin, what was that for?’ Taehyung scoffed, touching his cheek as he looked at Jimin happily smiling at him.

‘Hyung told me you know. And that you promised not to tell anyone. Thanks Tae.’ Jimin replied with a soft smile, taking Taehyung’s hand in his. Taehyung then quickly glanced over at Jungkook who was also fondly smiling at him.

‘Uhuh, yeah sure.’ Taehyung stuttered, starting to get anxious.

‘Oh hyung, I see some friends from school. Can I go talk to them?’ Jimin asked, getting up and looking at Jungkook, waiting for permission.

‘Sure, go ahead. But stay where I can see you.’ Jungkook instructed. As they both watched him walk away, Taehyung figured it was the perfect time to have a private conversation.

‘So Kook, where do you see this going?’ Taehyung inquired, leaning back, throwing his arm around Jungkook’s shoulder as he leaned back as well.

‘Honestly, I have no idea.’ Jungkook sighed, somewhat relieved that he actually had someone he could talk to regarding his many frustrations.

‘Well, you know this has no future right? I’m sure the sex must be really good and everything but Kook, let’s be realistic here. In less than two years, you’ll be going off to college and then what?’ Taehyung pointed out, his logic undeniable. Jungkook lowered his head as Taehyung forced him to confront facts he kept trying to ignore.

‘I know, you’re right.’ Jungkook whispered, starting to feel light-headed.

‘I mean, even if you somehow manage to stay together in secret during college and everything. What’s gonna happen after that? It’s not like you can get married and live happily ever after.’ Taehyung continued.

‘What if we just move away when we’re old enough? I know the next few years are gonna be really hard but Tae, I love him so much. I don’t wanna be with anyone else.’ Jungkook replied, looking at Taehyung with tears in his eyes.

‘Move away to a place where no one knows you’re brothers? Did you read “Flowers in the Attic” and decide to base your life on it?’ Taehyung scoffed, making Jungkook chuckle.

‘I actually thought that book and movie was so fucked up. Jimin and I are not that fucked up.’ Jungkook stated, causing Taehyung to smirk.

‘Why? Because you’re both guys? Trust me Kook, it’s just as fucked up. Besides that, do you honestly think nobody will find out for the next few years of your masterplan?’ Taehyung smirked, trying not to burst out in laughter.

‘No, we’ll be really careful. Why should anyone have to find out?’ Jungkook reasoned, sounding rather doubtful than confident.

‘Seriously? How do you think I found out? Kook, Jimin stares at you like he just wants to suck on your dick all day long.’ Taehyung replied in all seriousness.

‘Really? Are we being that obvious?’ Jungkook inquired, feeling very anxious and scared.

‘Yes you are. It’s only a matter of time before someone finds out.’ Taehyung sighed, trying his best to sound concerned.

‘You’re right. But Tae, I don’t know how to stop this. I need him.’ Jungkook confessed, his gaze lowered.

‘I won’t tell you what to do. You know this is wrong and fucked up. I understand you Kook, but don’t think for a second that I approve of your sickening behavior.’ Taehyung gritted, tired of trying to reason with him.

‘Sickening?’ Jungkook whispered, looking into his eyes.

‘Yes, sickening! I mean, c’mon Kook, you get how gross this is, right? He’s your brother!’ Taehyung remarked, a clear indication of disgust in his tone and expression.

‘You’re right.’ Jungkook admitted in a soft tone, quickly wiping his tears as he noticed Jimin approaching them. Instead of taking a seat next to Taehyung like they discussed, Jimin hurried over to Jungkook upon realizing the worried look on his face.

‘Hyung, are you okay?’ Jimin asked with concern, taking a seat next to Jungkook, not too close of course.

‘Yeah I’m fine. We should probably just go.’ Jungkook replied, struggling to compose himself. Until Taehyung so eloquently reminded him of the facts, he had never before felt more disgusted with himself.

‘Why are we leaving? Why don’t the three of us catch a movie?’ Jimin suggested with a bright smile.

‘No, we should go. I’m sure Taehyung doesn’t want to spend too much time with us since we’re… sickening.’ Jungkook answered, whispering the last part. Taehyung got upset and jumped to his feet, a furious expression on his face.

‘Don’t try to turn this around on me! Don’t make it seem like I’m a bad person because I don’t support your ‘Game of Thrones’ bullshit!’ Taehyung sneered, not raising his voice too much.

‘Tae, I thought you were okay with this.’ Jimin said in a soft voice, feeling rather hurt.

‘No Jimin! I am not okay with this fucked up mess you guys got yourselves into!’ Taehyung snapped, done with trying the passive approach.

‘But we’re in love. Why is that so wrong?’ Jimin cried, unable to contain his pain and frustrations.

‘Oh my god, you two belong in a fucking psyche-ward.’ Taehyung scoffed, looking down at Jimin burying his face in his hands as he sobbed.

‘That’s enough! Jimin, we’re leaving.’ Jungkook stated firmly, getting up and taking Jimin by the hand. Before walking away, he faced Taehyung and stared into his rage-filled eyes.

‘I never asked for your support. I never even asked you to understand. I guess this means we’re no longer friends.’ Jungkook added, then wrapped his arm around a crying Jimin and walked away. Taehyung felt tears welling up in his eyes as he watched them walk away. Maybe he took things too far. Perhaps he was just taking out his own frustrations on them.

 

***

Jungkook was lying in bed with Jimin cuddled on top of him. Jimin hadn’t stopped crying since the mall. He cried the entire ride home and as soon as they got into Jungkook’s room, he cried in his embrace. Jungkook blankly stared up at the ceiling while he ran his fingers through Jimin’s hair, trying to console him. It had been two hours already, but Jimin just wouldn’t stop crying.

‘Jiminie, please stop. You’re gonna make yourself sick.’ Jungkook consoled, kissing his forehead.

‘Why is this wrong? Why can’t I just love you? Are we really crazy for wanting this?’ Jimin cried, looking up at him, his eyes almost swollen shut from crying so much.

‘I don’t know baby. I just… don’t know.’ Jungkook sighed, fighting off tears. If he started crying as well then he couldn’t console Jimin, so he had to stay strong.

‘But it’s not fair! It’s not our fault! I didn’t plan to fall in love with you, it just happened!’ Jimin cried, burying his face into the crook of Jungkook’s neck.

‘I know baby, neither of us meant for this to happen.’ Jungkook replied softly, pulling him closer.

‘Hyung, I love you so much and I just… I just want that to be okay.’ Jimin whispered, looking into his eyes with utmost affection. Jungkook then flipped him unto his back and started kissing his neck.

‘Me too. Fuck, I love you. Jiminie, I love you so much.’ Jungkook whispered in between kisses. After a few minutes, Jimin finally stopped crying. Jungkook rested his head on his chest and just listened to his heartbeat, to him it was the most peaceful sound. Another few minutes later, they both drifted off to sleep, once again unaware of the dire consequences their actions would have.

Chapter Text

2 weeks later…

 

Jungkook was lying in bed, his eyes closed and a satisfied smile on his face. The past couple of weeks were amazing. They were filled with such joy and laughter. He and Jimin had never been closer. They spent every waking moment together and fell asleep in each other’s arms every night. It wasn’t just the sex that made it so amazing. They were madly, deeply in love and simply knew that they always would be. Although they were brothers, they had no doubt in their hearts that they were meant for each other. The pair of them had never before felt such genuine happiness. They would talk, laugh and play the same way normal brothers and best friends would, but then there were those passion filled moments where they would express their immense love for each other in the most intense and meaningful ways. Currently, Jungkook was softly moaning as Jimin played with his flaccid cock, softly kissing and caressing it.

‘Jiminie, aren’t you tired?’ Jungkook chuckled, reaching his hand down to caress the back of his neck.

‘I never get tired of this. I love your body.’ Jimin whispered, then he started licking his tip.

‘Jimin, stop. I seriously can’t get hard again. You already made me cum four times.’ Jungkook sighed, severely exhausted and possibly dehydrated.

‘Really? Four times?’ Jimin noted with a smile, popping his head up.

‘Yes, we’ve been here for like three hours. Let’s get cleaned up and get some food.’ Jungkook suggested, running his fingers through Jimin’s hair with a soft smile.

‘Sure. But we need to even the score first.’ Jimin smirked seductively, moving up towards Jungkook and palming his face as he stared into his eyes.

‘What do you mean?’ Jungkook whispered, caressing his bottom lip with his thumb.

‘I only came three times.’ Jimin grinned, then took Jungkook’s hand and moved it down to his soft mounds.

‘You really like it, don’t you?’ Jungkook chuckled, rubbing two of his fingers against Jimin’s moist, twitching entrance. It drove Jungkook wild with desire upon realizing that Jimin’s pink little hole was still so wet from when Jungkook fingered him a short while ago.

‘I love it when you touch me like this.’ Jimin replied softly, leaning down to kiss Jungkook. As Jungkook passionately kissed him back, he pushed two of his fingers inside of his soft, warm hole. Jimin started moaning into the kiss and canting his hips back and forth, grinding against Jungkook’s abdomen. Jungkook moaned into the kiss as well when he felt Jimin’s hole adjusting to the stretch. All he could think of was how good it would feel to have his dick in there.

‘Ah… you’re so tight… and wet… and… FUCK!’ Jungkook breathed, drowning in his sinful desires, unknowingly fingering him harder and faster.

‘Ah-Ah… hyung… AH!... you’re gonna make me cum! AH! Hyung… I’m gonna cum!’ Jimin whimpered, digging his nails into Jungkook’s chest and biting into his shoulder as his orgasm crashed over him like a violent wave of pleasure. Jungkook licked his lips with a soft gasp and threw his head back when he felt Jimin’s warm cum squirt all over his abdomen.

‘Fuck, I didn’t even need to cum for that to be so amazing.’ Jungkook scoffed, making Jimin blush. Then they both suddenly jumped up when they heard their parents’ car approaching in the driveway. It was a Saturday and they would be having some relatives visiting them that afternoon. Without saying anything, Jimin quickly grabbed his clothes and rushed towards his bedroom. Jungkook sat up in bed, struggling to organize his thoughts. It was relatively easy for them to avoid their parents during weekdays, thus making it easy to keep their little secret. But actually having to spend the next few hours with them, and their uncles, talking about their lives, how would they get through that?

 

***

Taehyung was driving to Yoongi’s house. He had been ignoring him for the past couple of weeks. Yoongi tried calling him and sent him several text messages, but Taehyung didn’t respond to any of it. It wasn’t that he was mad at Yoongi, he just really needed some time to clear his head. There were just too many things happening at once and he felt overwhelmed. Since he couldn’t sort everything out on his own, he decided to confide in Yoongi. After all, Yoongi was one of the most understanding people Taehyung had ever met. The reason they became so close was because Yoongi was a great listener and always gave him sound advice. But what Taehyung appreciated the most, was that Yoongi could always make him feel better. And it wasn’t just with sex, Yoongi was really great at getting through to him and making him laugh despite his many issues in life. While thinking about all of that, Taehyung came to realize that he truly valued his friendship and he started to feel bad for ignoring him. Upon getting to his house, one of Yoongi’s maids kindly invited him in and informed that Yoongi was in his room. The second Taehyung opened his bedroom door and walked in, Yoongi leaped towards him and kissed him aggressively, causing Taehyung to get instantly aroused. Taehyung honestly couldn’t make sense of why Yoongi had such a powerful effect on him, or perhaps he simply didn’t want to think about it.

‘Wait-wait… Yoongi, stop. I’m not here to suck your dick.’ Taehyung objected, pulling away from him and walking towards his bed to take a seat.

‘Alright, good. Let’s talk then. Why have you been avoiding me?’ Yoongi demanded, grabbing the chair at his desk and sitting across him. Taehyung looked up at him and as he stared at his blush-tinted lips, he felt the strong urge to kiss him again, but since he really needed to talk, he quickly dismissed that thought.

‘I’m sorry, I’ve just been dealing with some stuff. I needed some time.’ Taehyung admitted.

‘I see. Is it your step-dad again?’ Yoongi asked with concern, taking his hand. Taehyung smiled as he intertwined their fingers, he loved the warmth of Yoongi’s touch.

‘No, it’s not. Can I ask you something?’ Taehyung posed, a serious look on his face.

‘Sure, anything.’ Yoongi assured with a soft smile.

‘If you knew a secret about someone, what would you do?’ Taehyung asked, clearly getting anxious.

‘Tae, I know lots of secrets. If someone trusts you with a secret, you keep it.’ Yoongi scoffed, a bit amused at such an obvious statement.

‘Okay, but what if the secret is something really bad?’ Taehyung pressed, nervously looking into his eyes.

‘Hmm, well in that case, I guess I would try to talk to the person, reason with them. But I’m not sure what you mean. It really depends on what it is.’ Yoongi answered, a curious look on his face.

‘What if they won’t listen to reason?’ Taehyung continued to ask.

‘Again Tae, it really depends on what it is. What is this person doing? Drugs or something?’ Yoongi inquired, worried that Taehyung might be in some kind of trouble.

‘No, not drugs. But it is really bad for him.’ Taehyung sighed, lowering his gaze.

‘Okay, I’m starting to get really worried. Are you in some kind of trouble? Tae, just talk to me.’ Yoongi implored, gently squeezing his hand.

‘No, it’s not me. It’s Jungkook.’ Taehyung replied, a blank expression on his face. Yoongi felt immediately unsettled upon hearing Jungkook’s name. It deeply bothered him that Taehyung had a thing for him.

‘Oh, him. What’s he doing?’ Yoongi posed, struggling to mask his jealousy.

‘His brother.’ Taehyung answered with a straight face, intently staring into Yoongi’s eyes.

‘I’m sorry, what?’ Yoongi asked, not sure what Taehyung meant or if he understood him correctly.

‘I just answered your question. He’s doing his brother.’ Taehyung retold with a serious expression. Yoongi rose to his feet, a blank look on his face as he struggled to process that disturbing piece of information.

‘Are you fucking kidding me right now?!’ Yoongi snapped, absolutely incredulous.

‘Do you see me fucking laughing?’ Taehyung countered, standing up as well.

‘Wait-wait-wait… you mean, Jungkook and Jimin… they’re---they’re… WHAT?!’ Yoongi scoffed, anxiously pacing around.

‘Yes, they’re having sex.’ Taehyung informed, mildly amused at Yoongi pacing around, trying to make sense of it.

‘Fuck, no… don’t—don’t say that. I seriously can’t wrap my mind around it. What the fuck is wrong with them?!!’ Yoongi exclaimed, deeply unsettled by that image.

‘Well, they said they’re in love.’ Taehyung scoffed, letting out a sigh.

‘Oh god that’s so fucked up! I mean, I have an older brother and just the thought of—fuck, no… I’m gonna throw up.’ Yoongi mumbled, taking some deep breaths to calm down.

‘Yeah, I know! It’s really fucked up. And they actually made me feel like such an asshole for not being okay with it.’ Taehyung sneered, sitting back down on the bed.

‘So when Jimin told me he was seeing someone, he was referring to his older brother.’ Yoongi stated, blankly staring out in front of him as he took a seat next to Taehyung on his bed.

‘Wait, Jimin actually told you he’s seeing someone?’ Taehyung asked, once again convinced that they wouldn’t be able to keep their secret for long.

‘Yeah, at the party. You know, I always thought they were really weird. Just the way they look at each other and interact. How long has it been going on for?’ Yoongi inquired, strangely curious.

‘I honestly don’t know. But Jungkook has been moaning out Jimin’s name in his sleep for quite some time now.’ Taehyung informed, a slight smirk on his face.

‘Okay, that’s disturbing. Tae, you have to do something about this.’ Yoongi stated firmly.

‘What the hell am I supposed to do?! Tell their parents?’ Taehyung asked with a confused expression.

‘Yes! Clearly, they need help. Do they even realize how fucked up they’re gonna be for the rest of their lives?’ Yoongi responded in all seriousness.

‘Yeah, I get that. But how am I supposed to tell them? Show up at their house and say, “Hi Mr. and Mrs. Jeon, real quick, your sons are fucking each other!” ’ Taehyung scoffed, anxiously chuckling afterwards.

‘You don’t have to use those exact words, but yeah, basically that’s what you have to tell them.’ Yoongi replied calmly, regaining his composure.

‘And why would they even believe me?’ Taehyung posed.

‘Make them call Jungkook and Jimin and have them face you. I don’t think they would lie about it with you being there. Besides, Jimin is a terrible liar. He’s a good kisser though.’ Yoongi admitted, smiling to himself as he remembered the taste of his soft lips.

‘Oh yeah definitely. Jimin is a great kisser. And he’s so soft, his lips, his hands…’ Taehyung confessed with a smile. Yoongi glanced at him with rage and jealousy.

‘Are you sure it’s Jungkook you’re into?’ Yoongi scowled.

‘Honestly I’d fuck both of them… at the same time.’ Taehyung grinned, but Yoongi wasn’t amused.

‘So what they’re doing doesn’t really bother you then.’ Yoongi remarked, a stern expression on his face.

‘Of course it bothers me! But it’s not like I’m related to them in any way.’ Taehyung scoffed, trying to defend himself.

‘Am I the only normal person in this?’ Yoongi chuckled, the pair of them laughing afterwards.

‘If I’m being honest, you’re the only normal person in my life.’ Taehyung confessed with a soft smile, taking Yoongi’s hand and holding it tight.

‘Aw, do I actually mean something to you?’ Yoongi smirked, moving closer to him.

‘Of course you do. Yoongi, you mean a lot to me. I honestly don’t know what I would do without you.’ Taehyung admitted, lowering his gaze. Yoongi then softly palmed his face and kissed him. The kiss was soft and intense, not hard and aggressive like it usually would be. Taehyung softly moaned, realizing that he actually enjoyed Yoongi being so tender with him.

‘I feel the same way about you.’ Yoongi breathed, his lips hovering over Taehyung’s, then he moved closer and kissed him again. Besides arousal, Taehyung also started to feel a great deal of affection for him and it freaked him out, so he roughly pulled away.

‘Yoongi, don’t kiss me like that. It feels… strange.’ Taehyung said softly, standing up.

‘Feels just right to me.’ Yoongi responded, standing up and facing him.

‘Why are you doing this? Why are you trying to complicate things?’ Taehyung sighed, frustrations pouring in.

‘Because I want more than just sex.’ Yoongi replied sincerely, stepping closer to him.

‘Yoongi, there’s nothing more than sex.’ Taehyung chuckled, trying to brush off the tension with his sarcastic sense of humor.

‘Of course there is. Do you even get how much it bothers me that you just get up and leave every time we’re done having sex?’ Yoongi countered, letting out a deep sigh.

‘So what else do you want? You wanna hold hands in public? Want me to stay over and let you cuddle me? Want me to fall asleep in your arms?’ Taehyung scoffed.

‘That’s exactly what I want. I wanna wake up with you in my arms. I wanna bring you breakfast in bed. I want us to talk and laugh and just have fun together. Tae, I want all of you.’ Yoongi replied sincerely, an intense look on his face.

‘Why are you making it sound like you’re fucking in love with me or something?’ Taehyung sneered, deeply unsettled by everything Yoongi just confessed to him.

‘Because I am.’ Yoongi whispered with his gaze lowered. Taehyung felt tears welling up in his eyes and he just knew he’d break down crying if that conversation didn’t end soon.

‘I have to go.’ Taehyung mumbled, then started walking away only to have Yoongi grab his hand and stop him.

‘Why won’t you just admit that you feel the same way?’ Yoongi pleaded, tears welling up in his eyes as well.

‘Because I don’t.’ Taehyung whispered, his voice breaking.

‘You’re lying. You’re just afraid. That’s why you’re obsessing over Jungkook, you’re just using him as a distraction. Because you don’t wanna admit that you love me.’ Yoongi stated, pulling Taehyung closer to him and grabbing his waist.

‘Yoongi please let me go.’ Taehyung pleaded, his head lowered, tears streaming down his face. It shattered Yoongi to pieces, seeing him like that, so he reluctantly let him go. Taehyung then quickly wiped his tears and walked towards the door. Before he left, he turned around for some final words.

‘I’m not what you want Yoongi. I can’t make you happy.’ Taehyung stated sincerely.

‘I love you. You’re everything that I want.’ Yoongi confessed with tears streaming down his face. Taehyung then broke down in tears and marched towards him, grabbing him and kissing him passionately. They were both crying, gasping and moaning into the kiss, the pair of them feeling so overwhelmed.

‘No… I can’t—I just can’t. I’m not this.’ Taehyung cried, gently pulling away from him.

‘You’re not this? This what? Gay? What’s wrong with that?’ Yoongi breathed, palming his face.

‘I’m not saying it’s wrong, I’m just saying it’s not me.’ Taehyung replied, moving Yoongi’s hands away and composing himself. After a few seconds of awkward silence, Taehyung walked away and left, leaving a deeply heart-broken Yoongi behind.

 

***

Jungkook and Jimin were anxiously sitting at the dinner table with their family. Their father’s cousin Namjoon was their favorite uncle, along with his husband Seokjin of course. They were the type of couple that liked to spend most of their time travelling all around the world. Whenever they came back to visit, Jungkook and Jimin were always really excited because they would bring them really interesting presents from foreign places. But the boys didn’t feel much excitement on that particular afternoon. In fact, while their family enjoyed a fun and lively conversation, the boys simply ate their food in silence.

‘So JK, are you gonna tell us about your girlfriend?’ His uncle Namjoon asked, winking at him. Jungkook immediately popped his head up, feeling dizzy from panic and anxiety.

‘Uh—who… what girlfriend?’ Jungkook scoffed anxiously, causing everyone except Jimin to look at him with puzzled expressions.

‘No it’s just I noticed that, uh what is that? A bite-mark? There on your shoulder.’ Namjoon chuckled, pointing at the reddish mark on his right shoulder. Since Jimin was taking a sip of his juice while his uncle talked, understandably he choked on it at a certain point and started coughing, causing Jungkook to furtively glance at him.

‘Jimin, breathe. Jungkook, why do you have a bite-mark on your shoulder?! Come here let me see it!’ His mother scolded.

‘Why are you getting so worked up? He’s a sixteen year-old boy.’ Namjoon chuckled, reaching over to pat Jungkook.

‘That’s not the point.’ She retorted.

‘It’s fine, Jungkook and I will have a little talk later. Okay? Man to man.’ His father stated firmly, glancing at Jungkook with a smile.

‘So Jimin, do you know his girlfriend?’ His uncle Seokjin asked with a smile. Without looking up from his plate, Jimin let out a nervous chuckle and grabbed his juice.

‘I’m sure Jiminie knows her. The boys have been so close lately.’ Their mother responded with a soft smile, happy that her sons seemed to be getting along again.

‘Really? Well that’s great. When we were here last year, they could hardly stand each other.’ Namjoon pointed out.

‘I think now that they’re a bit older, they’ve managed to come to a better understanding of each other.’ Seokjin interposed, being a certified psychologist.

***

 

It was around 10pm and the boys were in Jungkook’s bedroom playing video games. Their parents went to a bar for drinks along with their uncles, so they were home alone. After such a stressful dinner, they definitely needed to relax. Jimin noticed that Jungkook seemed a bit quiet and distant. He was worried that Jungkook might’ve been upset with him.

‘Hyung, are you mad at me?’ Jimin asked in a soft tone, putting down his controller and turning around to face him.

‘No, I’m not.’ Jungkook sighed, putting down his controller as well. But Jimin could tell something was bothering him since Jungkook wasn’t even looking at him. So he got out of his seat and climbed into Jungkook’s lap, softly palming his face.

‘Are you mad because of this? I’m really sorry.’ Jimin apologized, trailing his finger across the bite-mark on Jungkook’s shoulder.

‘Jimin, I’m not mad at you. It’s just that… Dad told me he wants to talk to me tomorrow about my supposed girlfriend. What the hell am I supposed to say to him? I don’t wanna lie to him.’ Jungkook shrugged, letting out a deep sigh of frustration.

‘I seriously don’t get how uncle Namjoon even saw this. I mean, your shirt covers most of it.’ Jimin pointed out, fixing his shirt to cover it again.

‘Uncle Namjoon just has a way of noticing everything. We have to be really careful while they’re here.’ Jungkook stated in a serious tone.

‘Yeah you’re right. I’m gonna go to my room.’ Jimin said softly with his gaze lowered.

‘Why? We’re alone. They probably won’t be back for a couple of hours.’ Jungkook responded, pulling Jimin closer.

‘I know, but it’s not like I can stay with you tonight.’ Jimin pouted.

‘Then just stay until everyone gets back.’ Jungkook whispered, lightly kissing his neck.

 

After a few minutes of intense kissing, Jungkook lifted Jimin up and walked up to the bed, all the while not breaking the kiss. Then they started simultaneously kissing and undressing each other. Once completely naked, Jungkook straddled Jimin and started kissing and caressing every inch of his soft, gorgeous body.

‘What do you feel like doing?’ Jungkook breathed, intently staring into his deep brown eyes. Jimin blushed and maneuvered away from underneath him, getting out of bed.

‘Wait here, I’ll be right back.’ Jimin whispered with a smile, then he sprinted out of the room and towards his. Less than a minute later, he returned with a seductive grin, holding something in his hand.

‘What’s that?’ Jungkook inquired, a puzzled smile on his face.

‘This is lube, and it’s watermelon flavored.’ Jimin grinned, holding the bottle out in front of him.

‘Why would it need to be flavored?’ Jungkook scoffed, taking the bottle and examining it.

‘That way you can do more stuff with it.’ Jimin informed with a chuckle.

‘Seriously, how are you so freaky? Also, where’d you get this?’ Jungkook smirked, raising an eyebrow at him.

‘A friend got it for me.’ Jimin replied, stepping closer to Jungkook.

‘So what do you wanna do with it?’ Jungkook asked, a bit anxious.

‘If I tell you, you’ll get upset again.’ Jimin answered with his gaze lowered.

‘Jimin, I really want that too. But I’m just scared.’ Jungkook admitted, gently pulling him into his lap.

‘But we have everything we need. And it’s not like you don’t already finger me.’ Jimin countered, wrapping his small hands around Jungkook’s neck.

‘Baby, that’s not the same. If we do this, then it means that this is real.’ Jungkook explained.

‘But this is real. We already know we want to be together for the rest of our lives.’ Jimin replied in utmost confidence. Jungkook was at a complete loss for words. In that moment, he couldn’t think of any valid reasons why they should keep putting it off.

‘Okay, we can try. But Jimin, the moment something feels uncomfortable, or it hurts, that’s it! If this doesn’t go well, then I don’t want you to ever bring it up again, promise?’ Jungkook explained in all seriousness. Jimin eagerly nodded with a smile and kissed him.

 

Although it was something he had wanted for quite some time, Jimin still felt really nervous as he lay on his back and spread his legs. Of course, he wasn’t the only one. As Jungkook carefully positioned himself between his legs to start the prep, his heart was beating so fast, he was certain it would explode. Very gently, he thrusted two of his lubed-up fingers in and out of him, causing Jimin to whimper softly. Once he felt Jimin relax around his fingers, he bit his bottom lip and started thrusting them faster.

‘Ah—ah, hyung you’re gonna make me cum with your fingers.’ Jimin moaned, already feeling that familiar buildup. Jungkook then pulled his fingers out and lubed up his member.

‘Are you really sure about this?’ Jungkook whispered, looking up at Jimin while brushing his tip against his moist entrance. Jimin softly smiled and nodded, trailing his hands down Jungkook’s abdomen. Jungkook let out a loud gasp as he pushed his tip in, the tightness being too much for him. Jimin arched his back and threw his head back, biting his bottom lip as Jungkook slowly stretched his tight hole.

‘AH!... It’s—it’s so deep!’ Jimin whined upon feeling Jungkook’s entire length inside of him. Jungkook gripped his hips, holding still to let him adjust to the feeling.

‘Jiminie, does it hurt?’ Jungkook breathed, struggling to control himself. The tightness of Jimin’s warm, wet hole would be the death of him.

‘No—no, it’s fine… it’s fine.’ Jimin panted, the oversensitivity being overbearing. Feeling a bit relieved that he wasn’t causing him any pain, Jungkook leaned down to kiss him as he slowly started thrusting.

‘Ah… ah… fuck, this feels… ah, this feels so good.’ Jungkook moaned into the crook of Jimin’s neck. A part of him started wondering why he had never had sex before. It was the single most pleasurable and intoxicating feeling. But then he figured it probably felt that good because he loved Jimin more than life itself.

‘Ah, Jungkook… I feel so close to you.’ Jimin whispered, tears streaming down his face. Jungkook then popped his head up to kiss him, but immediately stopped his movements when he noticed the tears.

‘Baby am I hurting you?’ Jungkook asked, overly anxious.

‘No you’re not.’ Jimin replied softly, caressing his face.

‘But you’re crying. Let’s just stop.’ Jungkook stated firmly, ready to pull out.

‘No, don’t. I’m only crying because I love you so much.’ Jimin assured, moving his hands down Jungkook’s body to pull him closer.

‘Jiminie, I love you too.’ Jungkook whispered as he leaned down to kiss him. Once he started thrusting again, Jimin trailed his fingernails down his back, lightly scratching it and Jungkook loved the burn so he picked up the pace.

‘Ah-ah-ah… Jungkook… I’m only yours now.’ Jimin moaned, feeling his orgasm buildup as Jungkook repeatedly brushed against his prostate. Jungkook was drowning in mild-altering pleasure. He held Jimin as close as he could while he kissed his soft sweaty body.

‘You’re only mine… only mine.’ Jungkook whispered, on the verge of climax.

‘Hyung… I’m gonna cum.’ Jimin whimpered, closing his eyes and tightly wrapping his arms around him.

‘Cum for me... Jiminie.’ Jungkook breathed, about to cum as well. They both moaned loudly as they came together. After they rode out their orgasms, Jungkook crashed on top of Jimin, resting his head on his chest as they both still panted for air.

 

‘That was so amazing.’ Jimin chuckled, feeling utter bliss and satisfaction.

‘It really was.’ Jungkook scoffed, rolling off of him and lying beside him.

‘Hyung, do you think we’ll ever be accepted as a real couple?’ Jimin suddenly asked out of nowhere, turning over to look at him.

‘I don’t know baby. For now, this has to be our secret.’ Jungkook replied, turning over to face him.

‘But Taehyung knows, and he’s mad at us.’ Jimin pointed out, clearly anxious.

‘Yeah that’s true. He hasn’t done or said anything yet, but I should still talk to him.’ Jungkook sighed, hating the harsh hand of cards life dealt him.

‘And tell him what? Why would he even listen to you?’ Jimin pressed, getting overly stressed.

‘I guess I’ll just have to find a way to convince him.’ Jungkook reasoned, running his fingers through Jimin’s hair.

‘What would happen if someone found out?’ Jimin inquired, tears welling up in his eyes.

‘Honestly I don’t know. But I guess they’d separate us.’ Jungkook responded, an anxious look on his face.

‘What?!! Hyung, no! They can’t do that! I can’t live without you!’ Jimin cried, moving closer to Jungkook.

‘Hey calm down, I am never leaving you!’ Jungkook consoled, palming Jimin’s face and fighting off tears.

‘Why can’t I just love you?’ Jimin whispered, sobbing in Jungkook’s arms.

‘Jiminie, please don’t cry again. I hate seeing you like this. I won’t ever leave you, I promise.’ Jungkook soothed, softly stroking his hair to console him. While Jimin cried in his arms yet again, he started thinking about Taehyung. To his knowledge, Taehyung was the only person that could ruin things for them. So whatever it would take, Jungkook would have to find a way to reason with him.

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Jungkook slowly opened his eyes and yawned. The moment he saw Jimin peacefully asleep besides him, he smiled and wrapped his arms around him, lightly kissing his neck and shoulders. Jimin let out a soft gasp as he slowly woke up with a chuckle. Both of them were thinking about the previous night and how utterly amazing it felt to be so close to one another. Jungkook straddled Jimin and stared into his glistening brown eyes. All he felt as he admired his tantalizing beauty was immense love for him. In his heart Jungkook knew that Jimin would be the only person he could ever love as much. Right when he was about to say something, Jimin’s smile faded and he suddenly jumped out of bed.

‘Jimin what is it?’ Jungkook asked with a puzzled expression as he observed Jimin hurriedly getting dressed.

‘Hyung I wasn’t supposed to stay here last night.’ Jimin mumbled, pulling his shirt over his head.

‘Shit! What time is it?! Fuck, it’s 9.30! Everyone is probably awake already!’ Jungkook muttered to himself, struggling to get dressed quickly as well. Without saying anything else, once fully dressed, they quickly washed up in their bathroom and walked into the kitchen where everyone was finishing their breakfast.

‘Morning boys! You two were probably up all night playing video games in JK’s room I’m guessing.’ Namjoon assumed, smiling at the pair of them as they awkwardly nodded and smiled back.

‘I know it’s a Sunday and all, but I thought you boys might get up early to spend some time with your uncles.’ Their mother reprimanded, throwing them a stern look. They both lowered their gaze in a remorseful way and took a seat next to each other at the kitchen table.

‘I’m sorry we overslept Mom. I know uncle Joon and Jin won’t be here long.’ Jungkook apologized while putting some pancakes in his and Jimin’s plates.

‘It’s so nice to see you taking care of Jimin. You two certainly seem very close now.’ Seokjin observed as he watched Jungkook put food in Jimin’s plate for him.

‘Yes it’s nice, but guys, you might wanna cut back on the video games. You both look really tired and I don’t want it to affect your schoolwork in any way, is that understood?’ Their father admonished, glancing at them both.

‘Sure Dad.’ Jimin replied, pouring some juice in Jungkook’s glass while smiling at him. It was then that Seokjin, a certified psychologist, noticed something a bit unsettling, but he quickly dismissed it since it was a rather disturbing thought.

‘Jiminie I was hoping you would join me on a walk this afternoon. We always have such fun talking about new developments in your life, don’t we?’ Seokjin offered with a strained smile, hoping to refute the unsettling thoughts weighing down on him. But besides the fact that he suddenly felt a little worried and uneasy, he always had a soft spot for Jimin since he knew he was also gay. Based on personal experience, Seokjin knew just how difficult it can be for a young boy to come to terms with his sexuality and just how challenging it can be to survive in a rather rigid society. So he always took a special interest in him, reassuring him that he would always be there if Jimin ever needed anything.

‘Um, sure uncle Jin, I would love that.’ Jimin replied somewhat anxiously and Seokjin noticed the sudden shift in his demeanor which only unsettled him more.

 

After everyone finished their breakfast, Mr. and Mrs. Jeon left to do some shopping for the special dinner they wanted to prepare later in honor of their guests. Despite Mrs. Jeon’s objections, Seokjin insisted on helping with cleaning up the kitchen. The boys retreated to their separate bedrooms for the time being and Namjoon was upstairs taking a shower. Seokjin was lost in deep thoughts as he carefully washed the dishes. He only realized Namjoon’s presence when he suddenly felt his arms wrapped around his waist.

‘Are you gonna tell me what’s bothering you?’ Namjoon asked softly as he kissed the back of his neck. Seokjin then turned around and faced him.

‘I don’t know. Did you notice anything strange about the boys?’ Seokjin asked with a worried expression.

‘Not really. They actually seem to be doing really well.’ Namjoon answered, a puzzled look on his face.

‘That’s the thing. Everything “seems” a little too perfect. It’s almost like they’re hiding something.’ Seokjin explained, causing Namjoon to feel a little worried.

‘They’re young teenage boys, I’m sure they have a few little secrets but nothing to be worried about, right?’ Namjoon responded, trying to dismiss both his and Jin’s paranoia.

‘Does Jungkook actually have a girlfriend?’ Seokjin inquired in all seriousness.

‘Yeah he said so last night.’ Namjoon answered.

‘No, he didn’t. You and everyone else at the table assumed that, but Jungkook never confirmed it. I can’t help but feel that something is off here.’ Seokjin sighed.

‘Why is something off? Because Jungkook may or may not have a girlfriend?’ Namjoon scoffed, unable to make sense of Jin’s concerns.

‘Just forget it. I’m sure I’m just being my usual analytical self.’ Jin shrugged, turning back around to finish the dishes.

‘If there’s something you wanna know, just ask Jimin when you take a walk with him later. He always opens up to you about everything.’ Namjoon suggested, hoping to ease his concern.

 

***

Jimin had just finished showering and was in his room drying off when his door slowly opened and Jungkook walked in, quietly closing the door behind him. Jimin blushed as he stood naked before him and dried his hair. Jungkook licked his lips and walked up to him, grabbing the towel and dropping it on the floor. Then he gently pushed Jimin towards his bed and climbed on top of him. Jimin started softly moaning as Jungkook trailed wet kisses down his body.

‘Wait, we can’t do this now.’ Jimin whispered, grabbing Jungkook’s head to stop him from what he was about to do.

‘Don’t worry, uncle Namjoon is upstairs with uncle Seokjin, probably doing the same thing.’ Jungkook chuckled, causing Jimin to smile.

‘About that, I’m really worried about going out with uncle Jin later. He always asks me about personal stuff and I’ve always been really honest with him.’ Jimin said with a sad expression. Jungkook then got off of him and they sat up next to each other.

‘I know what you mean. Before they left just now, Dad talked to me about my “girlfriend”.’ Jungkook sighed.

‘Really?’ Jimin asked, his eyes widened in panic.

‘Yeah. He came in my room and asked me all kinds of questions and then talked to me about safe sex.’ Jungkook replied, his gaze lowered in embarrassment.

‘That must’ve been awkward. So what did you tell him?’ Jimin pressed, moving closer to Jungkook.

‘I told him that I don’t have a girlfriend and that the bite-mark was just a one-time-thing. I just didn’t want to lie to him too much.’ Jungkook responded with a deep sigh. He hated having to lie to everyone, especially his parents. But it’s not like he could tell anyone the truth.

‘Yeah, Dad and I are really close. I don’t wanna ever lie to him.’ Jimin sighed with his gaze lowered.

‘I want you to be very careful later. Uncle Jin is a therapist. So just be yourself and try to be as honest as you possibly can because he will pick up on it if you’re lying or trying to hide something.’ Jungkook advised, a serious look on his face.

‘How am I supposed to be honest? What if he asks me if I’m seeing someone?’ Jimin asked, anxious and panicked.

‘Just tell him that you are but that it’s not too serious and you don’t want Mom and Dad to know about it yet.’ Jungkook answered, trying to ease his mind.

‘Hyung, I’m really bad at lying.’ Jimin admitted, taking Jungkook’s hand and squeezing it.

‘But you have to. Baby, I know this sucks, but if you want us to stay together then we have to keep this a secret.’ Jungkook soothed, pulling him into his arms.

‘Okay, I’ll try my best. Oh, what about Taehyung?’ Jimin posed, popping his head up and staring into his eyes with worry.

‘I’ll send him a text and ask to meet up later while you’re out with uncle Jin. I think it’s best if we talk in person.’ Jungkook replied, softly stroking his back.

‘Good. We probably don’t have a lot of time. Let’s make this quick.’ Jimin said with a seductive grin, tugging at Jungkook’s shirt.

‘I don’t like to rush it. I like taking my time with you.’ Jungkook whispered, climbing on top of him once more.

‘So what are we gonna do?’ Jimin blushed, staring up into Jungkook’s eyes. Jungkook smiled then leaned down to kiss him. As the kiss grew more passionate, Jimin reached his hand down Jungkook’s pants and started stroking his erection.

‘Ah… your soft hands. Let me taste you baby.’ Jungkook moaned, moving his head down Jimin’s body again so he could suck him off.

‘Ah… feels… ah, hyung, you always make me feel so good.’ Jimin moaned, arching his back as Jungkook savored his taste, swallowing him all the way down. After  he came, he jumped up and started tugging at Jungkook’s pants but stopped immediately when he heard their parents car pull up in the driveway. Jungkook then got out of his bed, fixed his clothes and left without saying a word.

 

***

 

It was late in the afternoon and Taehyung was lying in bed watching YouTube videos on his phone. His girlfriend had just left about an hour ago and he was anxiously waiting for Jungkook to arrive. While he was still very upset with Jungkook, he let his curiosity get the best of him. When he was done having sex with his girlfriend, roughly pounding into her as an attempt to channel his frustrations, he checked his phone and discovered a text from Jungkook. After some careful thought, he agreed to meet with him and invited him over. As soon as his bedroom door opened, Taehyung quickly sat up and put his phone away.

‘Thanks for calling me over.’ Jungkook said in a soft tone. Taehyung smiled and patted the space next to him on the bed.

‘So what’s up? Why did you wanna meet? I thought we weren’t friends anymore. You even avoid me at school.’ Taehyung stated firmly after Jungkook took a seat next to him.

‘Tae, that was your decision. You don’t think I miss hanging out with you? But you just don’t get it.’ Jungkook countered, letting out a sigh of frustration. Taehyung then gave him a onceover and started laughing.

‘There’s something different about you.’ Taehyung grinned, darkly chuckling afterwards.

‘What are you talking about?’ Jungkook questioned, all the while rather confused.

‘You’re full-on fucking him now, aren’t you?’ Taehyung smirked, arching an eyebrow at him. Jungkook’s eyes immediately widened in shock.

‘Tae, it’s really not like that. I love him more than anything.’ Jungkook explained, rising to his own defense.

‘You don’t love him Jungkook. You’re just a sick bastard that’s using him for your own sexual gratification.’ Taehyung sneered, frowning at him. Jungkook instantly stood up and darkly glared at him, clenching his fists to remain calm.

‘You think I’m abusing him?! Are you fucking serious?! Why is it so hard for you to believe that we’re in love?!’ Jungkook demanded, slightly raising his voice.

‘Seriously, you two need help. I was hoping that it wouldn’t come to this, but you leave me no choice.’ Taehyung sighed, supposedly concerned.

‘What the hell are you talking about?’ Jungkook posed, sitting back down.

‘Kook, I’m gonna have to tell your parents.’ Taehyung replied with a straight face.

‘WHAT?!’ Jungkook shouted, struggling to process what he had just heard.

‘I’m doing this because I’m your friend and I’m worried about you and Jimin. This is really wrong Kook, and you’re both gonna be so messed from this your whole lives, so it’s important that you get the help you need.’ Taehyung explained calmly, secretly enjoying the anxious look on Jungkook’s face.

‘No-no-no… we don’t need help! Tae, we’re not sick! We’re just in love! Why is this wrong? We’re not hurting anybody!’ Jungkook countered, unable to hold back his tears.

‘Kook, you may not realize it now, but you’re hurting yourselves.’ Taehyung soothed, wrapping an arm around Jungkook’s shoulder as he watched him cry.

‘Please don’t do this Tae… please.’ Jungkook begged, looking into his eyes with tears streaming down his face.

‘I’m sorry Kook, I have to.’ Taehyung stated firmly. Jungkook then pulled away from him and stood up. As he started walking to the door, he stopped and took a deep breath before turning back around.

‘I’ll give you what you want.’ Jungkook whispered with his head lowered. Taehyung smirked and stood up, slowly walking up to him.

‘Really? Do you even know what I want?’ Taehyung scoffed, standing much too close to him. Jungkook popped his head up, wiped his tears and stared into his hazel eyes.

‘Of course I do. I’m not a fucking idiot, I see the way you look at me.’ Jungkook replied, still intently staring into his eyes, so much so that it started to arouse Taehyung.

‘Maybe that was something that I wanted in the past, but I don’t anymore.’ Taehyung admitted in all honesty and started turning away only to have Jungkook grab his arm.

‘Then tell me what you want!’ Jungkook gritted.

‘I could, but you would probably beat me into a pulp.’ Taehyung smirked, pulling away from him and walking towards his bed to take a seat.

‘Tae, I’m willing to give you whatever you want if you just keep this a secret.’ Jungkook insisted, the sincerity being blatant in his tone of voice.

‘Fine. I want what’s yours.’ Taehyung stated in a serious tone.

‘I don’t know what that means. Can you be more specific?’ Jungkook shrugged, feeling slightly irritated.

‘I’ll tell you what, why don’t we have lunch tomorrow at school. I think it’s best if I tell you in a crowded place where you won’t make a scene. So, school cafeteria?’ Taehyung suggested with a sinister smile. For some reason, Jungkook still couldn’t make sense of what he could possibly be referring to, so he reluctantly agreed to lunch and left.

 

***

 

Jimin was sitting next to his uncle Seokjin on a park bench. They had just had some cheeseburgers and fries and Seokjin was telling him all about the amazing places he and Namjoon travelled to the past few months. While trying to talk to him, Seokjin couldn’t help but notice how guarded Jimin was all of a sudden. Jimin wasn’t the same open, honest and enthusiastic boy he loved so much anymore and it deeply worried him.

‘Jiminie, do you want some ice cream?’ Seokjin offered, trying to ease the tension.

‘No thanks. I don’t wanna get too full on junk food. Mom said she’s making a special dinner.’ Jimin declined with a soft smile. Seokjin smiled back at him and stroked his hair, he was very fond of that sweet boy.

‘Is something bothering you Jimin?’ Seokjin carefully asked, throwing an arm around his shoulder.

‘No, why do you ask?’ Jimin responded, looking up at him, supposedly puzzled.

‘I can’t help but feel that something’s troubling you. Tell me, do you have a secret boyfriend?’ Seokjin asked with a curious smile. Jimin felt panicked but he managed to stay composed.

‘Uh, yeah actually, I do. But it’s not serious, so I don’t want my parents to know yet.’ Jimin answered as confidently as he could.

‘Oh, well I can certainly understand that. Boyfriends aren’t exactly an easy topic to discuss with your parents. But you can talk to me about it. Tell me about him, what’s he like?’ Seokjin pressed, fondly smiling at him. Jimin wanted more than anything to just run away screaming, but he had to stay calm and lie his way through that conversation. Nothing could ever jeopardize his relationship with Jungkook.

‘Um, he’s very athletic and he’s smart and kind and he makes me laugh.’ Jimin replied, blushing as he thought about Jungkook. Seokjin couldn’t help but feel like he was describing Jungkook, but he chose to dismiss that disturbing thought yet again and moved on.

‘That sounds nice. Does Jungkook know about him since you two are so close now?’ Seokjin asked, instantly unsettled when he noticed Jimin’s triggered reaction at the mention of Jungkook’s name.

‘Yes, hyung knows about him.’ Jimin lied, hating himself for it.

‘Good. I’m glad things are going so well between you and your brother. When did you finally start getting along?’ Jin inquired, unable to let go of his concerns.

‘Uh, not too long ago. We just started talking and realized that we’re actually not so different. And now we’re best friends.’ Jimin answered with a bright smile since he didn’t have to lie about that part. But Jimin unknowingly added to Seokjin’s suspicions. Being a skilled therapist, Seokjin brushed his suspicions off with a smile and suggested that they head home since it was getting dark out. If he probed Jimin too much, he might get exasperated and refuse to ever open up to him again, so he dropped the issue for the time being. Although, he had already decided that Jungkook would be the very next person he was going to have a private conversation with.

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Jungkook was lost in thoughts as he sat at the kitchen table having breakfast with his mother and his uncles. His father had already left for work and Jimin was still in his room getting ready for school. Ever since the boys became so ‘close’, Jungkook started taking Jimin to school every day. On that particular morning, Jungkook was really looking forward to driving Jimin to school since they couldn’t be together the previous night. It may have seemed a little suspicious to their uncles if they ‘fell asleep’ together 2 nights in a row in Jungkook’s bedroom. So Jimin spent the night in his own room and neither of them really got any sleep because they missed each other too much. Besides missing Jimin, Jungkook also worried about the dreadful conversation he needed to have with Taehyung later that day. What could he possibly want from him?

‘Morning everyone.’ Jimin said cheerfully, announcing his presence. He then took a seat next to Jungkook and both of them tried very hard not to look and smile at each other too obviously.

‘Ah Jiminie, you certainly took your time. Hurry up and have your breakfast, I don’t want either of you to be late for school.’ His mother stated firmly.

‘Since you’re both leaving, Jungkook do you mind dropping me off at the café nearby your school? It’s always been one of my favorite places. I like to go there and write while enjoying some fresh bagels.’ Seokjin purposefully requested. Instead of talking to Jungkook in private, he figured it would be better if he talked to him in Jimin’s presence, thus making it easier to observe both of their behaviors.

‘Uh yeah, sure uncle Jin.’ Jungkook heeded with a strained smile.

 

After being on the road for just a minute or so, Seokjin realized that time is of the essence so he quickly started putting his skills as a licensed therapist to work. He purposefully insisted on taking the backseat, that way he could easily observe them both.

‘So Jungkook, tell me, what do you think of Jimin’s boyfriend?’ He asked, glancing at the pair of them struggling to stay composed.

‘Um, I don’t really know him.’ Jungkook managed to say, furtively glancing over at Jimin who seemed to be on the verge of a panic attack.

‘Really? Jiminie, I thought you said Jungkook knows of this secret boyfriend.’ Jin pressed, staring at Jimin, awaiting a response.

‘Oh, yeah, I know who he is but I don’t personally know him.’ Jungkook quickly interjected since Jimin was being too obvious in his panicked state.

‘Okay I see. And are you seeing someone Jungkook?’ Jin asked in a curious tone.

‘No, I’m not.’ Jungkook replied, blankly staring out in front of him.

‘Well that’s a shame, good-looking guy like you. Tell me, what kind of person would you be into?’ Jin asked with a friendly smile. Jungkook and Jimin then shared a brief but quite intense moment of eye-contact and it disturbed Jin to his very core.

‘I’m not really into anyone.’ Jungkook answered, staring out in front of him again. While Seokjin still had many questions, he once again decided to defer the conversation. Until he got to the bottom of what was actually happening, it was important that no one knew of his suspicions, especially not the boys.

***

 

Taehyung was sitting in the school cafeteria, once again anxiously waiting for Jungkook. While waiting for him, he took the time to organize his thoughts. After all, he had just been through another one of those weekends where his step-father would get really drunk and take out his frustrations on him. After his mother married his step-father approximately 3 years ago, it didn’t take very long for him to show his true colors. Taehyung’s step-father was an abusive drunk. At first, he would just get verbally aggressive and only towards his mother. But as his alcohol addiction got worse, he started physically abusing her. Taehyung being just a 14-yearold boy at the time, would just hide in his room and cry while he listened to his mother’s screams. On one faithful day however, Taehyung decided to step up to him and defend his mother. Infuriated by his sudden burst of courage, his step-father then started using Taehyung as his personal punching-bag. Since his mother was too scared to ever stand up to him, she would simply crash to the floor and bawl her eyes out while he took out all his anger on Taehyung. Once he suddenly noticed Jungkook walking towards his table, he quickly wiped his tears and composed himself.

‘Alright Tae, I’m here. What do you want?’ Jungkook sighed, taking a seat across him. Taehyung could see the pain and frustration in Jungkook’s eyes and he started to feel guilty.

‘I don’t want anything.’ Taehyung muttered, then stood up and marched off. Jungkook quickly followed him.

‘Wait-wait, what do you mean? Tae please just tell me what you want.’ Jungkook implored, grabbing his arm to stop him from walking off. But he instantly let go and took a step back when Taehyung winced in pain.

‘Just leave me alone.’ Taehyung gritted.

‘Tae, are you okay? Did you hurt your arm? What happened?’ Jungkook inquired with genuine concern. But Taehyung absolutely hated the sympathetic look on his face and tone in his voice. He didn’t need anyone’s pity.

‘You wanna know what I want Kook? Fine, I want Jimin.’ Taehyung stated with a blank expression. Jungkook stared at him, dazed and confused as he struggled to process that piece of information.

‘What the fuck is that supposed to mean?’ Jungkook demanded, glaring darkly at him.

‘It means, before you decided to give Jimin his first taste of dick, I had a pretty fair chance. So that’s what I want, another chance.’ Taehyung grinned, once again using his sadistic tendencies as a coping mechanism.

‘Are you saying you want to fuck him?’ Jungkook snarled, ready to choke the life out of him.

‘That’s exactly what I’m saying.’ Taehyung darkly chuckled.

‘What the fuck is wrong with you? He’s just a kid!’ Jungkook snapped, incredulous that he ever considered Taehyung to be his best friend.

‘Yes, I know that! Do you? I mean, Kook, he’s not just a kid, he’s your kid-brother! But that doesn’t stop you from ramming your cock up his ass now does it?’ Taehyung smirked, arching an eyebrow at him.

‘No, please, don’t say it like that. It’s really not like that!’ Jungkook screeched, the anxiety making him dizzy.

‘You’re in denial Kook. Jimin is a naïve little boy and you’re just taking advantage of him. And you know what the worst part is? You know you’re taking advantage of his innocence, you just won’t admit it.’ Taehyung went on, smiling to himself as he watched Jungkook cry from guilt and shame.

‘I’m not taking advantage of him. I love him.’ Jungkook sniffed, wiping his tears. The hallway they were standing in then started to get crowded since recess was over and everyone was heading to class.

‘Yeah, that sounded really convincing. Look, you know what I want. I’m gonna give you a couple of days to think about it. See ya Kook.’ Taehyung scoffed, then he walked away and towards his next class.

 

***

After school, Taehyung decided to head over to Yoongi’s house. He hadn’t seen Yoongi at school that day and in all honesty, he missed him. But at the same time, he just wanted to avoid going home for as long as he could. Yoongi was the only person Taehyung ever confided in with regards to his domestic situation. For some reason he just felt like he could trust Yoongi. Although, he carefully chose not to mention every detail since he didn’t want Yoongi to somehow view him differently. As soon as Taehyung opened the door to his bedroom and saw Yoongi walking up to him with a soft smile, he broke down in tears and ran into his arms.

‘Tae, what’s wrong?’ Yoongi asked with utmost concern as Taehyung sobbed in his arms. Knowing the answer to his question, he moved his shirt up to discover the bruises on his back. Upon seeing the marks and bruises on Taehyung’s beautiful skin, Yoongi broke down in tears as well.

‘I’m sorry, I didn’t  mean to upset you.’ Taehyung sniffed, gently pulling away from Yoongi.

‘Of course I’m upset. I’m not okay with him hurting you.’ Yoongi cried, pulling him closer and affectionately kissing his face and neck.

‘It’s fine, I’m fine. I didn’t mean to be such a girl about this.’ Taehyung scoffed, taking a seat on his bed after regaining his composure.

‘Tae, there’s nothing fine about this.’ Yoongi sighed, taking a seat next to him and holding his hand.

‘No really, things used to be a lot worse. But now that he drinks more, he doesn’t hit me as often. Most nights he just passes out somewhere.’ Taehyung explained, causing Yoongi to turn his head away in an attempt to hide his anger.

‘That really doesn’t sound like any kind of improvement.’ Yoongi replied softly with his gaze lowered.

‘Trust me, it is.’ Taehyung mumbled, tears welling up in his eyes.

‘What is that supposed to mean?’ Yoongi asked anxiously, squeezing his hand.

‘Before when he would come home drunk, he would hit me so hard that I would cry and beg him to stop. And when I started crying, he would—I mean, sometimes he would…’ Taehyung started to say but paused. The memory alone was too much for him and he started crying again.

‘He would what?’ Yoongi pressed, tears already streaming down his face.

‘He would make me suck him off.’ Taehyung whispered, crying from shame and embarrassment.

‘Tae I’m so sorry.’ Yoongi cried, downright sobbing into the crook of Taehyung’s neck, holding him tight. He wished he could just hold Taehyung in his arms and keep him safe forever.

‘It’s fine, it hasn’t happened in a long time.’ Taehyung stated softly.

‘I don’t care. Tae, I want you to move in with your Dad. He’s asked you a few times already to move in with him! Just leave that awful place!’ Yoongi insisted, caressing his face to wipe away his tears.

‘But if I leave then he’ll start hurting my Mom again.’ Taehyung whispered with his gaze lowered.

‘Tae, your Mom is an adult! Okay, she can leave him if she wanted to. You are not supposed to protect her! She’s supposed to protect you! Baby just leave… Don’t let him ever hurt you again.’ Yoongi pleaded, palming his face and staring into his hazel eyes with concern.

‘Okay, I’ll call my Dad later and tell him to come get me. But what if my Mom doesn’t want me to leave?’ Taehyung asked.

‘Then I’ll get my Dad to get a court order against her!’ Yoongi gritted, unable to stand the idea of Taehyung ever getting hurt.

‘What? No, Yoongi, I don’t want to get the authorities involved. I don’t want anyone to know about this.’ Taehyung admitted, refusing to be the sad little abused kid that people would see him as for the rest of his life.

‘Fine, we won’t actually get anyone else involved, but just threaten them with the idea.’ Yoongi then suggested. Taehyung smiled and agreed.

‘Why do you care about me so much?’ Taehyung blushed, taking Yoongi’s hand and entwining their fingers.

‘I told you, I love you.’ Yoongi replied, fondly smiling at him.

‘Really? I just told you how much of a mess I am, and you still love me?’ Taehyung scoffed.

‘Tae, the awful things you’ve been through don’t define you. I love the person that you really are, in spite of all the difficulties you’ve had to struggle with.’ Yoongi explained, moving closer to him. Taehyung then grabbed his face and started kissing him aggressively. Since Yoongi loved him more than anything, he pulled him closer and kissed him back just as passionately.

‘You wanna do it?’ Taehyung grinned, lustfully staring into his eyes.

‘No, I don’t. You shouldn’t use sex as a way of making yourself feel better.’ Yoongi stated firmly, pulling away from him and getting out of bed.

‘Then what should I do then?’ Taehyung chuckled, amused at the thought of Yoongi lecturing him.

‘Just talk to me.’ Yoongi suggested with a genuine smile.

‘Like some fucking therapy session? No thanks, I’ll pass.’ Taehyung scoffed, standing up to leave.

‘Not like a therapist. Talk to me like a friend.’ Yoongi chuckled, gripping his hips and pulling him closer.

‘Okay fine, we can talk. But can’t we just have sex first?’ Taehyung insisted, leaning in to kiss him only to have Yoongi move away.

‘Tae I don’t want it like this.’ Yoongi sighed, deeply frustrated.

‘You don’t wanna have sex with me?’ Taehyung asked with a hurt expression, taking a seat on his bed.

‘No, not like this.’ Yoongi said, sitting next to him.

‘Is it because of what I just told you?’ Taehyung continued, on the verge of tears.

‘What? No, Tae, of course not! Look, when we have sex, it means everything to me because I love you so much. But I know that it’s just physical to you because you don’t feel the same way. It just kills me that it doesn’t mean anything to you. I can’t keep doing that to myself.’ Yoongi explained with his gaze lowered.

‘You’re right, I’m sorry. I should probably just go.’ Taehyung replied in a soft tone, choosing to suppress his true feelings once again.

‘No, stay. We can still be regular friends, you know, minus the sex.’ Yoongi offered, kindly smiling at him.

‘Are you sure? Because Yoongi it kills me that I’m hurting you.’ Taehyung admitted, hurt to see the pain in Yoongi’s eyes.

‘You could never hurt me.’ Yoongi assured, gently pulling him into his arms and holding him tight. Taehyung closed his eyes and fought back tears as he enjoyed the warmth of Yoongi’s embrace. For in that moment, he felt truly safe and secure which was something he hadn’t felt in a really long time.

 

***

Jimin was in a rather dissatisfied mood. It was fairly late in the afternoon and Jungkook wasn’t home yet. On top of that, Jimin sent him numerous texts throughout the day, none of which Jungkook bothered to reply to. After he managed to finish his homework, he simply lay in bed and listened to music in an effort to keep himself distracted. But it didn’t work, because all he could think about was Jungkook. Since he had his headphones on and his music blasting on maximum volume, he didn’t notice his bedroom door opening, closing and Jungkook walking up to his bed.

‘Hyung, you’re finally home!’ Jimin blushed, sitting up and wrapping his arms around Jungkook.

‘Yeah, practice ran late.’ Jungkook replied mechanically, blankly staring out in front of him as he sat hunched over on Jimin’s bed.

‘Is something wrong? Why didn’t you text me back?’ Jimin asked, somewhat upset, putting away his phone and headphones.

‘Jimin, I can’t do this anymore.’ Jungkook said softly, on the verge of tears.

‘Not this again.’ Jimin sighed, slightly annoyed.

‘It doesn’t matter anyways. Tae is gonna tell Mom and Dad and then I’ll probably get shipped off somewhere since this is all my fault!’ Jungkook sneered, furiously staring into Jimin’s eyes.

‘What are you saying? How is this your fault?’ Jimin asked quietly, tears streaming down his face.

‘That’s what everyone will say! I’m older, so they’ll say I took advantage of you! Like I’m some fucking sick and twisted bastard!’ Jungkook snapped, breaking down in tears afterwards.

‘Please don’t say that! Jungkook… please don’t ever say that.’ Jimin cried, wrapping his arms around Jungkook once more and sobbing with him.

‘This is over Jiminie… soon everyone will know.’ Jungkook whispered.

‘No, this can’t be happening. There has to be something we can do. Maybe I can talk to Tae.’ Jimin suggested, trying to pull himself together.

‘No! Do not ever talk to him! I mean it, stay away from him!’ Jungkook commanded, a stern expression on his face.

‘But there has to be something that he wants.’ Jimin insisted.

‘I CAN’T GIVE HIM WHAT HE WANTS!’ Jungkook shouted, causing Jimin to move back a little.

‘What does he want?’ Jimin asked carefully.

‘It doesn’t matter, he’s not getting you.’ Jungkook blurted out, then let out a deep sigh of frustration upon realizing that he slipped up.

‘He wants me?’ Jimin questioned with his gaze lowered.

‘Jimin, we’re not even going to discuss that, okay.’ Jungkook retorted.

‘I can do it.’ Jimin said in a serious tone.

‘What?!’ Jungkook gritted, furiously glaring at him.

‘Hyung, let’s just give him what he wants.’ Jimin pleaded, moving closer to him. Jungkook then grabbed his shoulders and roughly pulled him closer.

‘I am not okay with anyone else ever touching you. Do you understand me?!’ Jungkook growled. Jimin then grabbed the back of his neck and kissed him, pulling him on top of him as he lay back down.

 

After several minutes of foreplay, they ended up having ‘actual’ sex again for the second time ever. Although Jimin had already once before felt Jungkook’s thick length inside of him, he was convinced that he would never get used to how immensely pleasurable it felt. Jungkook had been struggling with his shame and guilt but the second he felt Jimin’s tight, warm and wet hole wrapped around his cock, it all faded away somehow. All he felt as he held Jimin close and gently thrusted inside of him, was their unending love for each other.

‘Ah… hyung, you won’t ever leave me right? You promised…’ Jimin whispered, staring up into his eyes with tears streaming down his face.

‘I don’t know baby… I don’t want to…’ Jungkook replied softly, crying as well. Then they held each other tight, crying and moaning, despite their many frustrations still chasing their orgasm.

‘Ah-ah! Jungkook… I love you.’ Jimin cried as he came hard, clenching around Jungkook’s throbbing dick, causing him to cum as well. When they came down, they simply held each other close and cried, fearful of what might happen to them soon.

***

 

It was late at night but Seokjin couldn’t sleep. He was sitting outside on the balcony with a cup of tea, struggling to organize his thoughts. It was one thing to be suspicious of something that disturbing but to actually have it confirmed was far more overwhelming than he had anticipated. Earlier that day, he had wanted to take another afternoon walk with Jimin, hoping to get more answers out of him. But all of his questions were instantly answered when he stood in front of Jimin’s bedroom door and heard him moan out the words: “Hyung, I love feeling you inside of me.”. Tears started streaming down Seokjin’s face as he struggled to make sense of what they were doing. He thought to himself, how could Jungkook take advantage of his own little brother like that?

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Jin was up rather early despite the fact that he hardly got any sleep the previous night. He was just sitting in an armchair next to the bed Namjoon was still sleeping in. Since he couldn’t sleep the previous night, he decided to do some research about the matter regarding Jungkook and Jimin. Because he was in a way related to them, it would be unethical for him to actually treat them. But Jin really cared about them. It would break his heart to watch them suffer through counseling and possibly get separated. That would be such an awful thing to put their family through. So Jin decided to do some more research in order to obtain an objective view on the matter and then try to help them in his own way. Jungkook and Jimin were both so young, Jin would hate to watch them suffer in any manner. While typing in notes on his laptop, Namjoon woke up to the sound of him tapping on the keyboard.

‘Baby, why are you up so early?’ Namjoon yawned, sitting up and staring at him with a puzzled expression.

‘I’m doing some research for a new case.’ Jin answered, not even looking up at him.

‘Oh, I didn’t know you were taking on new patients. It must be complicated if you’ve decided to work on it so early in the morning.’ Namjoon noted.

‘Yes, it is.’

‘Jin, do you want to talk about it? Clearly this is really confusing to you.’ Namjoon asked with a soft smile. He rarely ever saw Jin in such a dissatisfied mood so he knew it was something very serious and that it was weighing down on him.

‘Babe, you know I can’t discuss my patients.’ Jin sighed, finally glancing up at him.

‘I know that. You don’t have to tell me their names or go too much into detail, but just hit me with the highlights. Doesn’t that always help you get some clarity?’ Namjoon insisted. Jin then finally smiled at him and agreed. Whenever he couldn’t make sense of something, simply saying it out loud to Namjoon always seemed to help.

‘Okay, so this new patient of mine has certain issues with his sexuality. In psychology it’s often referred to as, reverse sexual imprinting.’ Jin explained.

‘Well let’s assume for a moment that I’m not a mental health professional, what does that mean?’ Namjoon scoffed, causing Jin to chuckle.

‘It means this patient has developed a strong sexual attraction to a first-degree relative.’ Jin replied as Namjoon contorted his face in disgust.

‘So it’s incest? That is so messed up! Shouldn’t he be locked up somewhere?’ Namjoon stated firmly, repulsed by the mere idea of it.

‘Joonie, these people don’t exactly choose for this to happen. They don’t need to be locked up, they need proper guidance.’ Jin countered, a strict expression on his face.

‘You’re right, you’re right. I’m sorry, I shouldn’t be judgmental. This person just needs a lot of help. So have you decided how to approach the matter?’ Namjoon asked, softening his expression.

‘I think we should start with some sessions where we simply discuss the matter. There’s usually a reason behind such things, so I need to figure out what led to the problem.’ Jin sighed, deep in thoughts. After saying that, he decided to end that conversation with Namjoon. He couldn’t risk Namjoon ever getting suspicious of the boys.

 

***

Jimin woke up in his own room, instantly disappointed that he wasn’t in Jungkook’s arms. After he dozed off in his arms the previous night, Jungkook must’ve returned to his own room, Jimin figured. Given everything weighing down on his mind, Jimin felt like crying and he needed to see Jungkook. Once he managed to compose himself, he quietly rushed to Jungkook’s bedroom. Upon getting there, he noticed Jungkook still ‘peacefully’ asleep. Jimin gently sat down next to his sleeping form and started softly running his fingers through his hair, all the while fighting off tears as he stared down at him with affection.

‘You don’t even know how much I love you.’ Jimin whispered, caressing his face. Jungkook then slowly woke up and looked up at him with a soft smile.

‘Hey beautiful.’ He whispered, tenderly pulling him into his arms. Unable to contain his emotions any longer, Jimin started crying while Jungkook lightly kissed his neck.

‘Hyung, I’m so scared.’ Jimin cried, moving closer to him.

‘I know. I wish I could always hold you like this, but I’m scared too Jiminie. I don’t know what’s going to happen.’ Jungkook admitted with a soft sigh.

‘Then let’s not waste any time.’ Jimin replied, moving down Jungkook’s body while pulling down his shorts.

‘Wait-wait Jimin, we can’t do this now.’ Jungkook gasped, trying to mask his arousal.

‘Don’t you have the first period off today?’ Jimin questioned with a puzzled expression.

‘Yes I do, but you don’t.’ Jungkook pointed out.

‘So what? I’ll just tell Mom and Dad that I have the first period off too. It’s not a big deal if I skip math, I can pass math in my sleep.’ Jimin responded, afterwards massaging Jungkook’s growing erection.

‘That’s true, you are kind of a nerd.’ Jungkook joked, the pair of them chuckling at it. Then after some passionate foreplay, Jimin was on his hands and knees, breathing heavily as felt Jungkook rubbing the tip of his throbbing dick on his twitching entrance. When Jungkook pushed his length in, Jimin gasped and arched his back, the swift penetration stabbing directly into his prostate.

‘AH!... Fuck, your dick feels so good.’ Jimin moaned as Jungkook pounded into him, for the first time ever not holding anything back. Jungkook gripped his hips, possibly digging his nails into his skin as he roughly pulled him towards himself with each thrust.

‘Fuck Jiminie, you’re always so tight for me.’ Jungkook breathed, picking up the pace as he felt his orgasm build up.

‘AAHH! No-no… ah-ah-ah… no, not so hard…’ Jimin whined. He felt like Jungkook was literally fucking his brains out. After a couple more minutes of Jungkook repeatedly stabbing into his sweet spot, Jimin came while screaming out in pleasure. Jungkook had to cover his mouth with his hand to keep him quiet while he came inside of him, panting heavily as he rode out his orgasm. Once he came down from his high, Jimin fell flat on his face with a satisfied grin.

‘Waw, I honestly didn’t think you could handle it.’ Jungkook smirked, rubbing his fingers against Jimin’s moist hole.

‘Is that why you were always so gentle with me before?’ Jimin managed to say, still trying to catch his breath.

‘Well no, I’m gentle because I love you. But this way is fun too right?’ Jungkook grinned, caressing his soft mounds with both hands.

‘Oh yeah, that was amazing. I mean, I can’t move, but it was awesome.’ Jimin chuckled, causing Jungkook to smirk. He couldn’t help but feel smug about it.

‘Well since you can’t move…’ Jungkook whispered, afterwards spreading Jimin’s mounds and burying his face between them.

‘Ah… no-no… Jungkook, I’m too sensitive.’ Jimin whimpered as Jungkook lustfully sucked on his hole, tasting his own cum every time he pushed his tongue in. Jimin had to give in to the stimulation. The second he was hard again, he started grinding up against Jungkook’s face, desperately seeking more friction. Jungkook lifted his hand and spanked him hard, knowing that Jimin secretly loved it.

‘I want you to cum again.’ Jungkook breathed, then started sucking on his twitching hole again. Without ever intending to, Jimin bit down on Jungkook’s pillow as he came all over his sheets. Jimin was softly whimpering, certain that he would pass out from the exhaustion. Right when he was about to close his eyes, he suddenly gasped upon feeling Jungkook climb on top of him and rub his erection against him.

‘Wait, hyung I—AAHH!’ Jimin screamed out, throwing his head back as Jungkook once again pushed his thick length inside of him.

‘Fuck you’re so wet.’ Jungkook moaned, rapidly thrusting deep inside of him. While Jimin felt really good with Jungkook repeatedly stabbing into his sweet spot again, he started to feel extremely dizzy from the exhaustion and overstimulation. So he gently pushed Jungkook back and moved away from underneath him. Then he made Jungkook lay flat on his back.

‘I’m gonna suck it, okay?’ Jimin said softly, not waiting for a response before he took Jungkook’s throbbing dick in his mouth. Obviously, Jungkook enjoyed Jimin skillfully sucking on his length, but what he really wanted was to be inside that sweet little hole again.

‘Jiminie, I don’t want you to suck it.’ Jungkook said in a soft tone, causing Jimin to pop his head up.

‘Then what do you want?’ Jimin asked.

‘I want you to sit on it.’ Jungkook scoffed, making Jimin blush. So he licked his lips and nodded. Then he carefully climbed on top of Jungkook and lowered himself on his dick. Both of them let out a soft moan once he hit the base. Determined to give Jungkook exactly what he wanted, Jimin started riding him hard and fast, not holding back in the least.

‘Ah Jungkook-hyung… you’re so deep.’ Jimin moaned, throwing his head back with his eyes closed.

‘Ah-fuck! Jiminie… ah, slow down… baby you’re gonna make me cum.’ Jungkook whined, the overstimulation being too much for him. But Jimin continued to slam down on him as hard as he could. Jungkook knew he wouldn’t last much longer so he palmed Jimin’s dick and started stroking him fast.

‘No Jungkook, you’re gonna make me cum again.’ Jimin whimpered, digging his nails into Jungkook’s chest.

‘Do it… squirt your cum all over me.’ Jungkook moaned, feeling his orgasm at the tip of his dick. The moment Jimin squirt his cum all over his chest and abdomen, Jungkook bit his bottom lip, threw his head back and came inside of him for the second time that morning. Though they both wanted to take a much needed nap afterwards, they had to start getting ready for school. Jimin in particular had a great sense of urgency since he had much more important plans in mind than simply attending school.

 

***

 

It was recess and Taehyung was sitting on one of the many benches on campus alone. Initially, he had planned to ask Yoongi to get some lunch with him, but then he saw Yoongi talking to some guy and he felt disheartened. Although Yoongi made it very clear that he and Hoseok were just friends, Taehyung couldn’t help but feel that it could be more. And what made it worse, he couldn’t understand why it bothered him. After a few minutes of scrolling through his social media, he got bored and glanced up from his phone to notice someone familiar approaching him.

‘Hey Tae.’ He said in a soft tone as he took a seat next to him.

‘Jimin, what the hell are you doing here? Shouldn’t you be at school?’ Taehyung demanded, somewhat anxious.

‘This is more important.’ Jimin replied nervously with his gaze lowered.

‘What is more important? How did you even find me?’ Taehyung pressed, looking around for Jungkook.

‘I just asked some people. Jungkook doesn’t know I’m here.’ Jimin said, finally looking up at him.

‘Okay, and why are you here?’ Taehyung continued, anxiety pouring in again.

‘Look, I need you to keep our secret. In return, I’ll give you anything you want.’ Jimin stated with a blank expression. Taehyung’s anxiety was quickly replaced by arousal but given everything that happened recently, he felt unsure.

‘Jimin, is that something you want? I mean do you actually want to have sex with me?’ Taehyung asked softly, taking his small hand in his.

‘Jungkook is the only person I want. But if you want me, then I’ll do it.’ Jimin replied, fighting off tears.

‘No Jimin. I only wanted this because I thought you might want it too. I mean, we’ve had some pretty good moments right? I just thought it would make more sense for you to be with me than with Jungkook, you can’t argue with me there. But Jimin, you don’t actually think I would force myself on you, do you? Because I could never do that to anyone.’ Taehyung stated firmly, softly wiping away Jimin’s tears.

‘Of course not Tae, I know you’re not a bad person. I just wanna give you what you want so you don’t expose us.’ Jimin responded, intently staring into his hazel eyes.

‘So what are you saying?’ Taehyung asked anxiously, Jimin’s penetrating stare arousing him once more.

‘I’m saying you can fuck me.’ Jimin whispered, moving closer to him and resting his hand on his thigh.

‘I’m only doing this if you want it too Jimin. So you tell me, are we doing this?’ Taehyung posed, licking his lips as Jimin moved his hand up to his crotch. Reluctantly, Jimin closed his eyes and nodded.

 

***

 

After Jungkook finished soccer practice, he hurried home hoping to find Jimin eagerly waiting for him. Imagine his disappointment when he got home to realize that Jimin wasn’t there. It was already late in the afternoon and he still wasn’t home. Jungkook had sent him a text inquiring his whereabouts and Jimin replied saying that he was at art class. But something felt off. Usually, Jimin would send Jungkook numerous texts throughout the day. On that day however, he didn’t, not even one. All he did was reply to the text Jungkook had sent him. When Jungkook finally heard his father’s car pull up in the driveway, his face immediately lit up. After several minutes passed by nevertheless, he started to feel off again because he was really expecting Jimin to come to his bedroom. Since he really missed Jimin, he decided to put aside his paranoia and just go up to his room. But the moment he got there he instantly noticed the shift in Jimin’s overall demeanor.

‘Hey baby, I missed you today.’ Jungkook said with a smile, walking up to him. Jimin then turned around and faced him with a forced smile.

‘Uh yeah, me too. Um, I’m just gonna take a quick shower okay.’ Jimin responded in a much too serious tone, then denying Jungkook a chance to reply, he moved past him and walked out of his room. It was then that Jungkook realized something was in fact very wrong. Deeply concerned, Jungkook sat on his bed and waited for him to finish his shower. When he came back, without saying anything, he grabbed some clothes out of his closet and quickly got dressed.

‘Jimin, is something wrong?’ Jungkook asked with a worried expression, motioning for him to sit next to him.

‘I just have a lot on my mind.’ Jimin sighed, sitting next to him on the bed. Jungkook then wrapped his arms around him and held him tight.

‘I know you’re worried about Tae telling on us, but nothing has happened yet so let’s just try to stay calm for now.’ Jungkook consoled, stroking his back.

‘We don’t have to worry about that.’ Jimin stated calmly.

‘What do you mean?’ Jungkook asked, puzzled. Right when Jimin was about to respond, they both jumped up at the sudden knock on Jimin’s door.

‘Yes, come in.’ Jimin said anxiously. The pair of them felt really nervous when their uncle Jin walked in with a stern expression.

‘Hey guys, I was hoping we could talk for a bit.’ Jin said with a strained smile, grabbing the chair at Jimin’s desk and sitting across them as they sat back down on the bed.

‘Um, both of us?’ Jungkook inquired softly, nervously staring down at the notepad his uncle was holding.

‘Yes, both of you. Now, I’m just going to get to the point, how long has this been going on for?’ Jin asked with a blank expression. Jungkook and Jimin felt their hearts skip a beat as they struggled not to break down in fear and panic.

‘I’m not sure what you mean uncle Jin.’ Jungkook muttered, but Jin intently stared into his eyes, making it clear that he wasn’t fooled.

‘Yes you do Jungkook. And I must say, as much as it bothers you to be having this conversation, you can’t even imagine the effect it’s having on me.’ Jin stated firmly. Jimin couldn’t compose himself any longer, he broke down in tears, sobbing into the palm of his hands.

‘Uncle Jin, look, it’s not what you think…’ Jungkook mumbled, unable to finish his sentence while crying as well.

‘Are you gonna separate us?’ Jimin cried, looking up at Jin with such pain and sadness that it tugged at his heart. But if he was going to help them, he had to stay composed at all times.

‘Boys, you don’t have to cry, okay, calm down.’ Jin said in a soothing tone.

‘Please don’t tell our parents.’ Jungkook pleaded, tears incessantly streaming down his face.

‘I can promise you that if you cooperate, I won’t get anyone else involved.’ Jin assured in all honesty. The boys then stopped crying and managed to regain their composure.

‘We’ll do anything you say uncle Jin.’ Jimin replied, sitting up straight and wiping his tears.

‘That’s good. If I’m going to help you, I need you both to be very honest with me. So tell me, how long has this been going on for?’ Jin restated, opening his notepad and taking out his pen.

‘Uncle Jin, there’s nothing wrong with us. We don’t need therapy. Why does everyone think we need help? We’re just in love.’ Jungkook said in a somewhat aggressive tone.

‘Interesting. Now answer my question.’ Jin demanded.

‘A few weeks, uncle Jin.’ Jimin replied, then he tugged at Jungkook’s arm. ‘Hyung, let’s just do what he says.’ Jimin scolded, furiously glaring at Jungkook.

‘I see, and you’re actually having sex?’ Jin posed, skillfully masking his inner turmoil.

‘That hasn’t been going on for very long.’ Jungkook answered with his gaze lowered, deeply ashamed.

‘How did this start? And I want you both to individually explain how this started for you personally.’ Jin continued to ask. After sharing an awkward moment of eye-contact with Jimin, Jungkook sighed and decided to speak first.

‘Honestly, I don’t know. Jimin and I were really close before, but when I got to high school, I didn’t really want to keep spending so much time with my little brother, so we grew apart. But then about a year ago, for some reason I started getting wet dreams about him and it wouldn’t stop. After that started happening, I just couldn’t help but feel really drawn to him. I knew it was really messed-up so I tried to stay away from him at all times. Then a few weeks ago, Jimin came on to me and I just couldn’t stop myself anymore. I know it sounds wrong, but it’s not just about sex uncle Jin. We realized that we felt so drawn to each other because we’re in love, we just couldn’t make sense of it before.’ Jungkook confessed with tears streaming down his face.

‘Okay, thank you for being so open and honest about that. Jimin, you came on to Jungkook?’ Jin posed, glancing over at Jimin who seemed to be on the verge of tears.

‘Yes, I did.’ Jimin admitted.

‘Why?’ Jin pressed, curiously glaring at him. At first Jin worried that Jungkook might’ve somehow manipulated Jimin into what they were doing. At the very least, he felt relieved that it wasn’t a case of child-on-child abuse.

‘Because I’ve always loved him. I was so tired of hiding how I really feel.’ Jimin cried. Jungkook then wrapped an arm around him and Jin tried very hard to keep a neutral expression.

‘Okay, I think we’ve covered enough for today. This has all been rather overwhelming on all of us, so let’s just take some time to process everything. Over the next few weeks, I am going to have more sessions with you, sometimes together, other times individually.’ Jin noted, glancing at them both with a serious expression.

‘We’ll do whatever you say uncle Jin.’ Jungkook replied sincerely.

‘I am very glad you said that. Because I already have an assignment of sorts for you both.’ Jin said with a sarcastic smile.

‘What is it?’ Jimin asked curiously.

‘You are not to have sex anymore. If this is really about love and not sex, then it shouldn’t be a problem. It’ll be a great way of proving your love to me and to yourselves.’ Jin instructed in a rather serious tone. Both of them blankly stared out in front of them as they struggled to process that.

‘Um, so when can we have sex again?’ Jimin asked softly.

‘Jimin, you’re 13, I don’t think you should be having sex at all. For the time being, do as I say so I can help you. If you don’t, I’ll have no choice but to get your parents and possibly others involved.’ Jin warned.

‘We promise not to have sex.’ Jungkook quickly stated, fear and panic pouring in again.

‘Good. And keep in mind, I will know if you are. So don’t try to go against me.’ Jin reiterated. After they both nodded with a sigh, Jin left the room.

‘Hyung, are we really never having sex again?’ Jimin scoffed.

‘Well, not for a while at least. We have to listen to everything he says. Let’s be glad he’s not telling anyone about it.’ Jungkook pointed out.

‘Yeah, you’re right. You should probably go to your room before he starts suspecting us.’ Jimin sighed, disappointed that they wouldn’t be having sex that night.

‘Good point. I guess I’ll see you in the morning.’ Jungkook said upon standing up to leave.

‘Jungkook, our love is all that matters, right?’ Jimin whispered, looking up at him with tears in his eyes.

‘Of course Jiminie. I love you and that’s all that matters.’ Jungkook replied, softly caressing his face. Then he kissed his forehead and rushed out of his room in tears. Both of them wondered if they should feel relieved or even more worried that their uncle Jin decided to ‘help’ them.

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One Week Later…

 

Jungkook and Jimin were positively losing their minds. The previous week was nothing short of torture for them. Both of them had to suffer through a few sessions with Seokjin but that was simply a minor inconvenience. What really drove them insane was the fact that they weren’t allowed to be even slightly intimate with one another. It certainly put a strain on their relationship because they didn’t know how to be around each other without the intimacy. They had to be so careful around one another and it just made things very awkward. At least they could take joy in the fact that Seokjin would be leaving their house soon. He and Namjoon would get on the road again, so that meant no more therapy. Seokjin did make it very clear that he would skype them regularly to check in, but that would just be another minor inconvenience. On that particular day, both of the boys had separate session planned with Seokjin. During all their previous sessions, they felt mostly at ease since Seokjin didn’t ask or discuss anything uncomfortable. They simply talked about casual things. Little did the boys know however, that Seokjin was all the while busy analyzing their personalities.

It was early in the afternoon and Seokjin was waiting for Jungkook to meet with him on the upstairs balcony. They had most of their sessions there since it was rather secluded. On that day, they were going to have their final face-to-face session. Seokjin and Namjoon were leaving that night. If he couldn’t get through to the boys that day, he’d have no choice but to get their parents involved. Throughout their previous sessions, Seokjin successfully managed to fully comprehend each of their personalities and the separate issues they were struggling with. So it was time to hit them with the facts and hope that they agree to his reasoning. He consciously chose to speak with Jungkook first, since he needed his confirmations to reason with Jimin.

‘Hey uncle Jin.’ Jungkook sighed, taking a seat across him while Jin was going through his notes.

‘Hey Kook. How was school?’ Seokjin asked with a genuine smile.

‘It was fine. I had a math test today but I don’t think I did well on it. Jimin’s the smart one.’ Jungkook scoffed.

‘Does that bother you?’ Jin asked, intently observing his triggered reaction.

‘Does what bother me?’ Jungkook pressed, puzzled.

‘Does it bother you that Jimin is smarter than you?’ Jin posed, still intently observing him.

‘Um, maybe a little, but that’s normal, right?’ Jungkook chuckled, suddenly anxious for some reason.

‘Yes, you’re right. It’s perfectly normal for siblings to feel envious towards each other in certain aspects. For instance, it bothers one when their sibling is more attractive, or more popular in school, or even favored by their parents.’ Jin explained, taking note of the sudden shift in Jungkook’s demeanor when he mentioned the last part.

‘What are you saying?’ Jungkook asked in a low voice, slightly irritated.

‘I’m not suggesting anything, rather I’d like to ask you something. Do you feel close to your parents?’ Jin questioned with a somewhat curious look.

‘No, not really. But I’m in high-school, I don’t exactly want to be close to my parents.’ Jungkook scoffed, unknowingly clenching his fists.

‘That’s a very good point. But what about before you got to high-school, did you feel close to them then?’ Jin probed.

‘No, not even back then.’ Jungkook answered with a blank expression.

‘Why is that?’ Jin continued.

‘Well, ever since Jimin came along, he’s been their main focus. But that’s fine, I mean, he’s younger, he needs more attention.’ Jungkook replied, masking the anxiety he felt for some reason.

‘Yes I see. Tell me something, have you ever dated someone before?’ Jin asked with a curious smile.

‘Um, no I haven’t. Honestly,  Jimin is the first person I ever kissed.’ Jungkook scoffed, somewhat embarrassed. Seokjin took a few seconds to process that before continuing.

‘That’s interesting. You know, Jimin has dated people before this. You’re not even the first or only person he’s shared sexual intimacy with.’ Jin purposefully pointed out.

‘Yes, I know that.’ Jungkook gritted, clenching his fists again.

‘Oh you know? Good. I believe he mentioned a Yoongi? Oh and a Taehyung.’ Seokjin added.

‘Those bastards aren’t good enough for him!’ Jungkook snapped, slightly raising his voice.

‘I’m sure I would agree. Let’s move on. Have you ever wanted to be with someone before Jimin? Maybe just a little crush on someone?’ Jin continued to ask, skillfully choosing to ignore his little outburst.

‘No, I haven’t. I mean, I do notice girls and I think some of them are really cute, but I don’t want to be with anyone else.’ Jungkook stated firmly.

‘I see. Now you’ve mentioned girls. What about guys? Do you notice guys?’ Seokjin posed.

‘No, not really. I’m not exactly into guys. It’s just Jimin.’ Jungkook replied, unknowingly providing Seokjin with the confirmation he was waiting for.

‘Okay, I think I have everything I need.’ Seokjin sighed, closing his notepad and sitting up straight.

‘Great. So I can go now?’ Jungkook asked with a smile, ready to stand-up and leave.

‘Not exactly. Now it’s time for me to tell you what I’ve concluded.’ Seokjin said in a strict tone, making Jungkook really nervous.

‘Oh, so now you tell me what my diagnosis is?’ Jungkook stated sarcastically, darkly chuckling afterwards.

‘Call it what you may. You and Jimin don’t know this, but over the past week, I haven’t just been talking to the pair of you, I’ve also been talking to your parents. Don’t worry, not about any of this. I just wanted a broader perspective on things.’ Jin informed, causing Jungkook to feel even more panicked.

‘Okay, and?’ Jungkook demanded, confused and irritated.

‘And what you feel for Jimin is not love. If I had to call it anything, I’d say it’s an obsession, a very unhealthy obsession.’ Seokjin noted, infuriating Jungkook in the process.

‘Uncle Jin, I know you’re the expert and everything, but you can’t tell me how I feel! I know I love him!’ Jungkook snapped, struggling to remain calm since his parents, Namjoon and Jimin were downstairs.

‘Of course you love him, he’s your brother. But why do you feel sexually attracted to him? I mean, clearly Jungkook, you’re not gay. So it’s not even like he has physical attributes that you find attractive.’ Jin pointed out while Jungkook blankly stared at him with tears streaming down his face.

‘Then how do you explain what I feel for him?’ Jungkook whispered with his gaze lowered.

‘Based on everything you, Jimin and your parents told me, quite obviously, Jimin is unintentionally your parents’ favorite. To that effect, you’ve been emotionally neglected by them, essentially by your father. Over the years, you’ve harbored quite a lot of resentment towards Jimin because of that. As time went on, all that anger, frustration and resentment turned into something sexual. But Jungkook listen to me, none of this is your fault.’ Jin explained, taking his hand in an effort to soothe him since he seemed to be on the verge of an anxiety attack.

‘No you’re wrong, I love him.’ Jungkook mumbled, dizzy from all the anxiety.

‘You’ve managed to convince yourself that you’re in love with him, because you feel it somehow justifies what you’re doing.’ Jin countered, moving closer to him and wrapping an arm around him.

‘I don’t believe you.’ Jungkook cried.

‘That’s fine. I know it’s a lot to process. Why don’t you take some time to gather your thoughts while I talk with Jimin.’ Jin suggested, rubbing his back in an effort to console him.

 

***

After Jungkook left, Seokjin took several minutes to gather his own thoughts before calling Jimin up. Out of the two of them, Jungkook was the one who had serious issues that required immediate attention. Jimin simply needed a little guidance, so it wouldn’t be a very serious session. Seokjin just hoped he could make him understand.

‘Hey uncle Jin, I’m here.’ Jimin said with a sigh upon taking a seat across him.

‘Hey there Chim, how was your day?’ Jin asked with a smile.

‘My day was fine.’ Jimin replied, kindly smiling back at him.

‘How are things between you and Jungkook?’ Jin asked, opening his notepad.

‘We’re not having sex uncle Jin, I promise.’ Jimin stated in all honesty.

‘I believe you. I’m asking how your emotional bond is now.’ Jin explained.

‘Honestly, I feel like things went back to how they were before. We hardly talk to each other. But that’s only because it’s so awkward. It sucks that we have to be so careful around each other.’ Jimin sighed, clearly frustrated.

‘Yes, I can imagine. Tell me something, could you actually picture yourself with someone else? I ask because you have in fact dated other people.’ Jin posed.

‘I suppose I could, but I don’t want to anymore. I just wanna be with Jungkook.’ Jimin replied, being perfectly honest.

‘I see. Do you think it’s wrong, what you and Jungkook have?’ Jin purposefully inquired.

‘No, I don’t. Why is our love for each other wrong?’ Jimin countered.

‘Well, it goes against society’s standards. Why do you think society has certain rules?’ Seokjin continued to ask.

‘Um, I guess people have rules so they know what’s right from wrong?’ Jimin answered, a bit unsure whether or not that was a trick question.

‘That’s correct. But is something wrong simply because people say it is? Did you know Jimin that just a few decades ago, homosexuality was unaccepted throughout society? At a certain point, there were even laws against it.’ Jin pointed out.

‘Yes, I know that.’ Jimin responded with a nod.

‘Good. I’ve always been particularly fond of you Jimin, because you don’t necessarily feel pressured to live by other people’s standards.’ Seokjin mentioned, fondly smiling at him.

‘No, I don’t. Because like you said, people like to assume things are wrong just because they don’t understand it.’ Jimin said in a firm tone.

‘I completely agree with you, which is why I understand why you’re doing this. After all, you are gay and Jungkook is very attractive. I know for a fact that Jungkook has certain aspects to him that you find very appealing.’ Seokjin skillfully added.

‘That’s true. I always thought Jungkook-hyung was very hot, sorry if that sounds weird.’ Jimin chuckled, slightly blushing.

‘No, believe me, I understand what you mean. What we find sexually stimulating has very little to do with society’s norms. It’s more a matter of instinct. And given that you don’t care much for rules, I get why you chose to give in to your attraction towards Jungkook. But have you ever wondered why he’s doing this?’ Jin inquired, curiously glaring at him.

‘Um, we love each other, that’s why we’re doing this.’ Jimin managed to say, feeling rather anxious all of a sudden.

‘Okay, let’s move on from that for now. Do you feel like your parents pay more attention to you than they do to Jungkook?’ Seokjin asked, redirecting the conversation.

‘Well, our parents are very busy, they don’t have a lot of time to spend with either of us. But Mom often talks to me, just to check in. They just worry about me because I’m younger and gay, so they wanna make sure I’m okay at all times.’ Jimin said with a sigh, a little annoyed by his parents’ overprotectiveness.

‘I see. But it’s not just your Mom, your Dad often puts off work to spend time with you, doesn’t he?’ Seokjin probed.

‘Yeah, he does. Like I said, they worry too much.’ Jimin scoffed.

‘Does your Dad ever do that for Jungkook?’ Jin questioned, noting the puzzled look on Jimin’s face.

‘Put off work? Uh, no, I don’t think so. But he never needs to do so. Besides, hyung likes to keep to himself.’ Jimin replied, unsure what his uncle might be getting at.

‘Maybe Jungkook got into the habit of keeping to himself because he feels nobody actually wants him around.’ Seokjin said with a serious expression, infuriating Jimin.

‘What the hell is that supposed to mean?! Of course people want him around!’ Jimin snapped, enraged.

‘I’m sure they do, but when your Dad takes you out for food, or to an art-gallery, or randomly decides to take you shopping, is Jungkook ever invited to these things?’ Jin continued to ask.

‘No, but that’s only because Jungkook hates art and shopping. Why are you making it sound like my parents neglect Jungkook?’ Jimin sneered, quick to rise to their defense.

‘Because I think they unintentionally do. They have for some time now and it proved to have a very negative impact on him.’ Jin stated firmly, closing his notepad.

‘Wait, are you saying that what happened between us has something to do with this?’ Jimin demanded, incredulous.

‘That is exactly what I’m saying. Jimin, you and I both know that Jungkook isn’t gay. Yet, why does he feel attracted to you?’ Jin skillfully posed.

‘I guess I’m the exception. Everyone has their exceptions, right?’ Jimin scoffed.

‘Perhaps, but exceptions are rarely ever one’s sibling. What Jungkook feels for you is not love. He feels drawn to you because he blames you for his many frustrations. Jungkook only feels such strong sexual desires for you because he loves the idea of being in control of you. That explains why he’s so possessive, he needs you to be his and only his. Exerting his dominance over you provides him with a certain sense of superiority, it makes him feel significant for once. Does it sound like I’m describing love to you?’ Jin explained, moving closer to him in an effort to console him since he started crying.

‘No, you’re wrong. Jungkook loves me. He never forced me into anything.’ Jimin cried, struggling to keep calm.

‘No Jimin, he would never force you into anything. I never said he has sadistic tendencies, he doesn’t. If anything, he’s a masochist. Unlike you, Jungkook fully understands and agrees that what you’re doing is wrong, yet he still chooses to torture himself. While he’s obsessed with the idea of having you to himself, he would never do so forcefully.’ Seokjin affirmed, taking a crying Jimin in his arms.

‘But what about me? Uncle Jin, I really do love him.’ Jimin whispered, tears incessantly streaming down his face.

‘I genuinely believe you have developed feelings for him. But in your case Jimin, you can get past those feelings and move on with your life, eventually start seeing someone else.’ Seokjin soothed, holding him tight.

‘Can I go talk to Jungkook?’ Jimin sniffed, popping his head up from Seokjin’s shoulder.

‘Of course, in fact, I encourage it. I’ll give you both some time and then I’ll have a quick discussion with both of you together  before I leave.’ Jin said with a soft smile, wiping Jimin’s tears.

 

***

 

The Following Day…

 

Taehyung was absentmindedly walking around campus during recess. Since he had a lot on his mind lately, it had become a bit of a habit for him to sit alone during recess on that particular, secluded bench. But when he got there that day, he felt instantly anxious upon discovering Jungkook sitting there with an empty expression. For a split second, he had wanted to quickly turn around and leave but Jungkook glanced up and noticed his presence. After an awkward moment of eye-contact, Taehyung let out a sigh and walked up to him, carefully taking a seat next to him.

‘What are you doing here Kook?’ Taehyung softly inquired.

‘I was looking for you. You know, I was curious why you never bothered to say anything to my parents anymore. But it doesn’t matter now.’ Jungkook replied, blankly staring out in front of him. Taehyung let out a soft sigh of relief. For a moment he actually worried that Jungkook found out what happened between him and Jimin.

‘Um, okay. Is everything alright with you? You don’t look so good.’ Taehyung observed, a bit concerned.

‘No. I’m not alright. Jimin decided to end things with me.’ Jungkook said softly, fighting back tears.

‘What?! Why? I mean, I can’t believe he would actually do that! Kook, he’s obsessed with you.’ Taehyung scoffed, supposedly incredulous.

‘It’s the other way around, actually. He’s not the one with the problem, I am.’ Jungkook clenched, struggling to remain calm.

‘I think I mentioned that before, but I’m glad you’re finally realizing it.’ Taehyung chuckled, bursting out in laughter afterwards.

‘You think this is funny?’ Jungkook growled, darkly glaring at him.

‘I do, yes. Now, why are you really here?’ Taehyung inquired, intently staring into his eyes.

‘You already know all of this, don’t you?’ Jungkook said in a threatening tone.

‘Yeah, I do. Jimin told me when he called me up last night.’ Taehyung smirked.

‘I know. I’m just here to warn you. If you even touch him, I’ll fucking kill you.’ Jungkook threatened, furiously staring into his soul. Before Taehyung had the chance to respond, Jungkook stood up and marched off. While sniggering at Jungkook’s remark, Taehyung’s mind wandered off to everything that recently happened between him and Jimin.

 

***FLASHBACK***

Taehyung kept glancing over at Jimin while they drove to his house. Ordinarily, Taehyung wouldn’t skip class, but since Jimin’s offer was too good to resist, he really didn’t have a choice. His father was at work, so they would have the house to themselves. When they got to his house, Taehyung couldn’t help but notice how nervous Jimin seemed. Nonetheless, after getting out of the car, Taehyung still took him by the hand and led him to his bedroom.

‘Your father’s house is really nice. Why did you suddenly move in with him?’ Jimin asked in a soft tone, hoping to ease the tension.

‘I’ve been wanting to live with him for some time now. I guess I finally got around to doing it.’ Taehyung answered with a smile, closing the bedroom door and slowly walking up to him.

‘Is that why you seem much happier lately?’ Jimin carefully posed.

‘Well, I feel much more comfortable, so yeah, I suppose.’ Taehyung chuckled, standing rather close and staring down at his plump lips.

‘Go ahead, kiss me.’ Jimin whispered, moving closer to him.

‘Jimin, if you’re not sure about this, then—’ Before Taehyung could finish his sentence, Jimin grabbed his face and kissed him. He was worried that Taehyung would change his mind and just tell their parents instead. Unable to resist his taste, Taehyung pulled him closer and deepened the kiss. So after a few minutes of intense kissing, it had gotten to the point where Taehyung was lying on top of Jimin on his bed. Taehyung was a really good kisser and was grinding his erection against him, naturally Jimin had to give in to the stimulation.

‘Do you want me to suck it?’ Jimin breathed, stroking Taehyung’s erection over his jeans.

‘After I suck you off first.’ Taehyung grinned, causing Jimin to blush in excitement. Then he moved down Jimin’s body, undid his pants and went to work. Taehyung sucked him hard and fast, causing him to moan louder with each passing second. When he felt Jimin was on the verge of his climax, he suddenly slowed down his pace, taking the time to savor his taste.

‘Ah-fuck… that feels so good. Fuck! You’re driving me crazy.’ Jimin whined, thrusting inside his mouth. While Taehyung practically denied him his orgasm, he made sure Jimin felt just as stimulated. In short, Jimin was having the best blow-job of his life. Without warning, Taehyung started sucking him hard and fast again, making him whimper from the overstimulation. Jimin’s mind went completely blank when he finally came in Taehyung’s mouth, his body shuddering in pleasure for several seconds.

‘I think it’s safe to say you really enjoyed that.’ Taehyung smirked, caressing his inner thighs.

‘Fuck, you’re so good at that!’ Jimin breathed, still struggling to catch his breath. Taehyung’s smile suddenly faded as he was instantly reminded of why he happened to be so good at that.

‘Yeah I guess.’ He mumbled with his gaze lowered.

‘Okay, I’ll turn over.’ Jimin said softly.

‘No stop. Let’s not do this.’ Taehyung stated in a serious tone, getting out of bed.

‘Tae, it’s fine. I’m okay with this.’ Jimin assured, sitting up and staring into his eyes.

‘No Jimin, you’re not. I know you just want this with Jungkook. I won’t manipulate you into doing this.’ Taehyung said sternly.

‘But I don’t want you to tell anyone.’ Jimin said on the verge of tears.

‘It’s okay. I won’t tell anyone, I promise.’ Taehyung replied with a soft smile, sitting next to him and taking his hand.

‘Thanks Tae. Do you mind dropping me off at art class?’ Jimin requested, making Taehyung chuckle.

‘Of course.’ He heeded with a smile.

***.***

It was late at night, but Mrs. Jeon was still up. After a long day of work, she was up organizing some paperwork. Her husband was fast asleep as were her boys she presumed. She couldn’t help but notice a sudden shift in the boys’ demeanor. But she figured they were just sad that their uncles left the previous night. Although she had to admit that she found it a bit strange that Seokjin asked both her and Mr. Jeon such detailed questions regarding the boys. Mr. Jeon had her convinced however that Seokjin was just satisfying his curiosity as a therapist. While putting away all the paperwork, she noticed an envelope in their mail that she hadn’t opened yet. But what really caused the puzzled expression on her face was the fact that there was nothing written on the envelope. Curiously, she opened it to find a letter.

 

I hate to be the one to tell you this, but you have failed terribly as parents. It’s simply inexcusable that you have no idea what’s going on under your own roof. I would advise that you check in on your sons as soon as possible. Regrettably, there’s something seriously wrong with them. Ever wonder why they seem so suspiciously close all of a sudden? Not to worry, I’ll answer that for you as well. Clearly you would never conclude any of this in your oblivious state. However, the truth still remains. And the truth is, Jungkook and Jimin are having sex, unfortunately, with each other. Handle the situation as you see fit. Personally, I strongly recommend psycho-therapy.

Anonymous

 

***To be continued…

Chapter Text

Two Weeks Later…

 

It was a bright Saturday morning. Jimin woke up due to the sunlight shining directly on his face. Once fully awake from the penetrating brightness, he sat up and stared down at Taehyung’s sleeping form with a soft smile. He then realized why Taehyung insisted that they close the curtains the night before, but the view from his bedroom was just too amazing at night so Jimin purposefully left them open, only to regret it that morning. While gently running his fingers through Taehyung’s hair, Jimin started thinking about everything that happened the past couple of weeks. He and Jungkook hadn’t said one word to each other since the breakup. They completely ignored one another. Jimin could see the pain in Jungkook’s eyes, but he simply didn’t trust him anymore. After all, how could he? Jimin knew with all his heart that he loved Jungkook more than life itself, how was he supposed to feel, knowing that Jungkook’s love for him was all a lie. Meanwhile, Taehyung truly proved to be a great comfort to him. Since the breakup, Jimin had been spending a lot of time with Taehyung and they grew rather close. It wasn’t anything sexual per se, Jimin simply enjoyed his company.

‘Jiminie, why are you waking me up so early?’ Taehyung yawned, softly smiling as Jimin continued to caress him.

‘Sorry, I wasn’t trying to wake you.’ Jimin replied, blushing as Taehyung sat up next to him and took his hand.

‘I told you to close those curtains. It gets too bright in here.’ Taehyung chuckled, ruffling his hair.

‘I know, I should’ve listened to you.’ Jimin sighed.

‘That’s fine. Since we’re both up this early, we can do a lot more than just a rushed breakfast. What time do you have to be home?’ Taehyung inquired.

‘I’m not sure. I told my parents I would be at a sleepover with some friends. My friends are covering for me, so I guess it doesn’t really matter, but not too late.’ Jimin answered.

‘I see. But why lie to them? You could’ve just told them you were spending the night with me.’ Taehyung pointed out.

‘I don’t know if they would let me. Your dad is out of town for the weekend and I also didn’t want Jungkook to know about this.’ Jimin admitted with his gaze slightly lowered.

‘Right. So how are things between you two?’ Taehyung asked carefully, not wanting to upset him.

‘He doesn’t even look at me. I feel like I broke his heart.’ Jimin said softly with tears streaming down his face. Taehyung moved closer and wrapped an arm around him.

‘But I thought you said he didn’t really love you?’ Taehyung posed, a bit confused.

‘Honestly, I’m not sure. Sometimes I feel that he does love me, but when I think about all the things my uncle said, it just makes sense. What if Jungkook really just wanted sex because it made him feel in control?’ Jimin questioned, staring up into Taehyung’s hazel eyes.

‘You’re asking the wrong guy. I’ve only ever used sex as a way of dealing with my issues too, so I seriously can’t give any advice on this.’ Taehyung scoffed.

‘Is that why you won’t have sex with me?’ Jimin asked in a much too serious tone.

‘Jimin, someone really smart once told me, you shouldn’t use sex to make yourself feel better.’ Taehyung replied upon getting out of bed.

‘Where are you going?’ Jimin asked rather seductively.

‘I’m going to shower, alone.’ Taehyung replied, firmly stating the last part. As soon as he got into the shower, he started masturbating. Being around Jimin so much the past couple of weeks was nothing short of torture. Jimin was so sexually aggressive. Every time they kissed, it would take all the energy of the universe for Taehyung to restrain himself. Honestly, he wasn’t sure why he felt like he needed to hold back. Maybe it was because he really did think Jimin was too young to be having sex, or maybe he still felt like he would be betraying Jungkook in some way and taking advantage of Jimin. Or maybe, just maybe, he wasn’t really interested in having sex with Jimin because he was secretly in love with someone else. The possibilities were endless. Taehyung was desperately chasing his orgasm, stroking himself faster and struggling to stifle his moans. As he felt that familiar buildup, he closed his eyes and leaned back against the wall.

‘Fuck, you’re so sexy. I hope you’re at least thinking about me.’ Jimin whispered seductively upon stepping into the shower cabinet. Taehyung instantly popped his eyes wide open. When their eyes met, Jimin let out a soft gasp because in that moment he had never wanted Taehyung more. The warm water pouring over his honey-glazed skin, his flushed cheeks, his low moans, it was all too much for Jimin.

‘Why are you in here?’ Taehyung breathed, trying not to stare at Jimin’s beautiful, naked body.

‘My mom sent me a text. I need to go home right now. So to save time, I’m showering with you.’ Jimin grinned, grabbing the bottle of shower gel.

‘There’s more than one shower in this house.’ Taehyung pointed out. Seeing Jimin completely naked for the first time was driving him insane and his throbbing dick was already begging him for some relief.

‘Well, where’s the fun in that.’ Jimin chuckled, moving closer to him. Before Taehyung could object, Jimin squirted some shower gel in his hand and started rubbing it all over Taehyung’s chest and abdomen.

‘You’re helping me shower? How nice of you.’ Taehyung scoffed, the pair of them laughing afterwards. But the smile on Jimin’s face was quickly replaced by a more lustful stare when he moved his hand down to Taehyung’s throbbing erection.

‘Tell me the truth, were you thinking about me?’ Jimin teased, smiling up at him while he pressed his thumb against his tip.

‘Jimin, we really shouldn’t do this.’ Taehyung breathed, struggling to resist. And if he was being honest, he was thinking about Yoongi for some reason.

‘Why not? When you kiss me, I can feel how much you want me.’ Jimin whispered, moving close enough for Taehyung’s length to brush against his soft inner thighs.

‘Look, I think you’re too young for this stuff.’ Taehyung blurted out, desperately trying to get away from him.

‘I’m turning 14 in two weeks. Is that old enough for you?’ Jimin grinned, rubbing their erections together. Once Jimin was hard and practically grinding against him, all Taehyung wanted to do was lift him up and fuck his brains out, but he chose to resist yet again.

‘Okay-okay, fine. If in two weeks you still want this, I’ll consider it.’ Taehyung conceded, basically too dizzy from the overstimulation to think clearly.

‘Sounds like a hell of a birthday present.’ Jimin smirked, then he palmed Taehyung’s face and kissed him. Taehyung couldn’t resist any longer. He lifted Jimin up, pressed him against the wall and kissed him aggressively while grinding his erection against him.

‘Fuck you’re driving me crazy.’ Taehyung moaned, hungrily kissing his soft, luscious lips.

‘You know, we can just do this now. It’s not like it’s anything new for either of us. Let me feel your thick cock inside of me.’ Jimin whimpered as he felt Taehyung grab and squeeze his thick mounds.

‘Fuck! Jimin, I really can’t do this, okay, not now.’ Taehyung breathed, gently putting him down and taking a step back.

‘Okay, we’ll wait. Meantime, let me take care of that for you.’ Jimin said with a soft smile. Then he got on his knees and sucked Taehyung off like his life depended on it. Of course Taehyung had to give in to the overwhelming pleasure of those thick lips wrapped around his oversensitive length. After Jimin sucked him off, Taehyung returned the favor. They then finished their shower and left, Jimin’s mother was expecting him home for breakfast after all.

 

***

 

Jungkook was absentmindedly sitting at the kitchen table. It didn’t bother him that his mother wanted to have a talk, even if she seemed a bit preoccupied lately. What really bothered Jungkook was that Jimin had to be present for that particular talk as well. While Jimin managed to successfully lie to his parents about his whereabouts lately, Jungkook just knew he was spending all that time with Taehyung. He honestly couldn’t make sense of what hurt him the most, the fact that Jimin ended things with him or the fact that he started seeing Taehyung right after he did so. For the past two weeks, Jungkook felt like he was stuck in a nightmare that was playing on an endless loop. He couldn’t exactly express his hurt and frustration, so he had to stick to his usual routine in order not to get anyone suspicious of anything. While he may seem to be his regular quiet and distant self, there was a significant change. All he felt was pain. It was the kind of excruciating pain that wouldn’t let him eat, sleep or even cry. The unbearable pain made him numb and he honestly found some comfort in that. Who knew the pain of having your heart ripped out could be so addicting?

‘Morning Kook, do you want me to make you some breakfast while we wait on your brother? He just texted me to say he’ll be here in a few minutes.’ His mother said upon walking into the kitchen with a discerned look on her face.

‘I’m fine. Why do you need to talk to us both?’ Jungkook inquired, still blankly staring down at the table. His mother noticed that Jungkook had been much more distant and in a lot of ways even cold lately, but given everything already weighing down on her mind, she couldn’t bring herself to check in on him. What if Jungkook’s shift in demeanor had anything to do with that despicable letter?

‘Oh, I just noticed that the two of you aren’t as close anymore and I want to make sure you’re both doing okay.’ She replied with a forced smile as she took a seat across him. After she read that horrible letter a couple of weeks back, she rushed to the bathroom and threw up. In her heart and mind she knew right away that it must’ve been a sick joke someone was playing on the boys. But of course, suspicion has a way of creeping in. She knew it would be unfair to confront the boys and accuse them of something so awful. Even if she made it clear that she didn’t believe a single word in that letter, she didn’t want to expose them to something that disturbing, so she kept it a secret. Initially, she had decided to let it go, but such a thing tends to linger around in ones thoughts. As time went on, she started making sense of the little things she would overlook due to the simple fact that they were brothers. For instance, Jungkook’s obsession with Jimin’s dating life and his overprotectiveness towards him, those furtive glances during dinner, the sudden increase of physical intimacy between them, and they often slept in the same bedroom. When you piece it all together, if these were two people that were not related to one another, anyone would assume they were a couple.

‘Good morning.’ Jimin said with a sigh, taking a seat next to Jungkook. The pair of them quickly glanced at each other for a second and then immediately looked away.

‘Jiminie, how was your sleepover?’ His mother asked, fondly smiling at him.

‘It was really great. So what are we doing here? Are we waiting for Dad?’ Jimin inquired, gazing around for his father.

‘No we’re not. Your father isn’t home, he had an urgent meeting. I think it’s best that I don’t include him in this. Honestly, I just need you two to confirm what I already know. I know someone is playing a sick joke on you and it disgusts me frankly speaking, but let’s not get your father involved.’ She explained, somewhat angered. Jungkook and Jimin looked at each other with puzzled expressions and then returned their gaze to their mother.

‘Mom, what are you talking about?’ Jungkook asked, confused and a little anxious.

‘Okay, a couple of weeks ago someone sent me an anonymous letter about the two of you and really, it was just very disturbing. It’s probably just some twisted kid one of you goes to school with. I’m only asking you about it because I want to get to the bottom of who sent it to me, that person will have to suffer the consequences.’ She stated firmly. Jungkook and Jimin already had everything figured out and while they were both screaming internally from fear and panic, they managed to stay composed.

‘Um, what does the letter say that’s so disturbing?’ Jimin carefully posed, surprised at himself for staying so calm.

‘Honestly I can’t even say it. I’ll just have to show it to you. I left it upstairs, I’ll be right back.’ She responded with a sigh. Then she went upstairs, leaving the boys alone in a room, something that hadn’t happened in a while.

‘Do you think it’s uncle Jin?’ Jimin asked in a soft tone, glancing over at Jungkook who seemed almost unbothered.

‘No, I don’t. He wouldn’t do something so juvenile. I think it’s your new boyfriend.’ Jungkook growled, furiously staring into his deep brown eyes.

‘It’s not Tae, trust me.’ Jimin stated firmly.

‘So you admit that he’s your new boyfriend?’ Jungkook scoffed, darkly chuckling afterwards.

‘He’s not my boyfriend.’ Jimin mumbled, looking away only to have Jungkook grab his face.

‘I know you spent the night with him. Tell me, what was that like?’ Jungkook snarled, squeezing his face so hard it was getting red. Before Jimin could respond, Jungkook moved away from him since they both heard footsteps coming down the stairs.

‘Here’s the letter. And boys I want you to know that I would never allow anyone to accuse you of something so repulsive, so I’ll find out who did this.’ Their mother said upon reentering the kitchen and handing the letter to Jungkook. After they both read it, Jungkook blankly stared out in front of him, struggling to process such a hurtful and insulting letter and Jimin simply broke down in tears.

‘Psycho-therapy?’ Jimin whispered, tears incessantly streaming down his face.

‘Jiminie, don’t get so upset. The person who wrote this obviously needs therapy since this is just wrong. Do either of you know who might’ve done this?’ She asked in a soft tone.

‘No Mom, we don’t.’ Jungkook replied mechanically.

‘Okay. I’m sorry I even had to show you this boys. I just don’t get how messed up some people can be. I need to run a few errands, I’ll be back in a couple of hours. Jungkook, take care of Jiminie while I’m gone, he seems really hurt by this.’ She said upon standing up and gathering her things to leave. Then she patted Jungkook’s shoulder, kissed Jimin on the forehead and left. The second she left, Jimin wiped his tears and rushed towards his bedroom without even looking at Jungkook.

 

 

About an hour later, Jungkook finally mustered up the courage to go check on Jimin in his bedroom. If he was being honest, he didn’t want to talk to him. What Jimin did and said to him really hurt him more than he could ever put into words. While he was still very upset with him, he couldn’t help but worry, so he hesitantly opened his bedroom door and walked in.

‘Hey, you okay?’ Jungkook asked after clearing his throat, making Jimin turn around from his desk and face him.

‘Now you’re asking me if I’m okay? You just tried to rip my face off!’ Jimin scowled, then turned back around and continued to work on his computer.

‘I’m sorry about that, I lost it for a second. You don’t know how hard these past two weeks have been for me.’ Jungkook admitted sincerely. Jimin felt guilt tugging at his heart, so he closed his laptop and faced Jungkook again.

‘I’m sorry too. It’s been really hard for me too, I really miss you.’ Jimin confessed, on the verge of tears.

‘Please don’t say that to me. Besides, you have Taehyung now.’ Jungkook gritted, struggling to mask his raging jealousy.

‘It’s not what you think. I’m just spending so much time with him to keep myself distracted. I wish I could just get over you.’ Jimin said with a sigh.

‘I’m sure you will, Tae will make sure of that.’ Jungkook retorted, then turned around to leave only to have Jimin leap forward and grab his arm.

‘Why are you being like this? I can’t even talk to you anymore!’ Jimin cried, moving closer to his ice-cold exterior.

‘You did this to me. You seduce me, then have sex with me and get me addicted to you, then you suddenly end everything and push me away. But somehow, I’m still to blame for all of it. Where’s the justice in that?’ Jungkook sneered, pulling his arm away.

‘Just get out of my room!’ Jimin cried, wiping his tears and walking towards his bed.

‘Gladly. Oh and tell your boyfriend Tae that I’ll fucking kick his ass for sending that letter to Mom.’ Jungkook warned.

‘I told you, it’s not him. Before that person, whoever it is even sent that letter, Tae promised me that he wouldn’t tell anyone.’ Jimin explained, rising to Taehyung’s defense.

‘Why would he promise you that?’ Jungkook asked in a threatening tone, slowly walking up to him. Jimin instinctively started walking backwards until he met his bed and stopped.

‘Look, it doesn’t even matter anymore.’ Jimin mumbled with his gaze lowered, somewhat anxious and afraid.

‘Did you have sex with him?’ Jungkook growled, standing much too close to him.

‘So what if I did?’ Jimin whispered anxiously. Jungkook then grabbed his shoulders, pushed him on the bed and climbed on top of him.

‘How could you do that to me?!’ Jungkook gritted, using one hand to pin Jimin’s hands above his head and the other to lightly choke him.

‘Jungkook let me go!’ Jimin managed to say while coughing. Jungkook stopped choking him and trailed his hand down his body.

‘You let him touch you? Where? Here?’ Jungkook smirked, cupping his crotch and staring into his tear-filled eyes.

‘No, please, stop…’ Jimin whined. Jungkook was practically massaging his dick and he started to feel aroused.

‘That’s not what you want. Tell me what you really want.’ Jungkook whispered, leaning down to trail wet kisses along his jawline, all the while still massaging his growing erection.

‘Ah… no stop. Jungkook, get off me!’ Jimin protested, trying to squirm away from underneath him.

‘JUST TELL ME WHAT YOU WANT!’ Jungkook shouted upon popping his head up and staring into his eyes.

‘I JUST WANT YOU TO LOVE ME! That’s all I ever wanted.’ Jimin replied, breaking down in tears. Hearing him say those words, seeing him in that state, it made Jungkook break down in tears as well.

‘Jiminie, why can’t you just believe that I do love you? I love you more than life itself. It was never about sex for me. But you’re right, I am obsessed with you. I’m obsessed with only having you to myself, I’m obsessed with always keeping you safe and happy. Jimin, I’m obsessed with the idea of spending the rest of my life with you. Does that make me a bad person?’ Jungkook confessed in a soft tone, tears streaming down his face while he stared down at Jimin with pure love and affection.

‘I want to believe you, but how can I be sure? How do I know that it’s not just about you feeling in control when we have sex?’ Jimin countered, still suspicious of Jungkook’s love for him. Jungkook let out a deep sigh and got off of him. They then sat next to each other in bed.

‘It’s not about sex. Let’s just start spending time together again, like we used to, but without the sex.’ Jungkook suggested, a sincere look on his face.

‘Okay, what would we do then?’ Jimin posed, curious.

‘Anything you want. We can go bowling, shopping, I’ll even take you to art-galleries.’ Jungkook scoffed, making Jimin blush.

‘You would do that for me?’ Jimin asked in a soft tone, moving closer to him and taking his hand.

‘Jiminie, I would do anything for you, I mean that.’ Jungkook replied, intertwining their fingers.

‘I think that’s a good idea. I really just need some time to figure everything out.’ Jimin sighed.

‘Take as much time as you need. Take my whole life, it’s all yours anyways.’ Jungkook whispered, tears welling up in his eyes. Jimin then moved into his arms and held him tight. After they held each other close for several minutes, simply enjoying the warmth of the embrace, Jungkook retreated to his bedroom. For the time being, they both chose to ignore that letter and just focus on rebuilding their relationship.

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Seokjin had a very concerned look on his face as he read the email Mrs. Jeon sent him. The boys never mentioned telling anyone about their little secret, so who could’ve possibly sent that letter? But what worried him the most was the fact that she was still suspicious. Although she mentioned that she confronted them and that they refuted her suspicions, Seokjin could tell that she was still dubious. He was concerned that recent events may have brought them closer together again. Was it perhaps time for him to take those drastic measures he was hoping to avoid?

‘Hey, you’re not ready yet? We need to leave in 20 minutes.’ Namjoon said upon entering their bedroom and interrupting Jin’s thoughts.

‘Right. Sorry, I was just checking my email.’ Jin replied, then closed his laptop and walked towards the closet.

‘Baby, is something bothering you?’ Namjoon asked in a soft tone, walking up behind him and wrapping his arms around his waist.

‘There is actually, but I’d rather not talk about it yet.’ Seokjin answered with a sigh.

‘That’s fine. But I’m always right here.’ Namjoon assured, tightening his grip and kissing the back of his neck. Seokjin turned around with a smile and kissed him.

‘I know you are.’ Seokjin whispered, fondly staring into his eyes.

‘Man, now I’m turned on, but we have to leave soon.’ Namjoon sighed, making Jin blush.

‘We can make this a quickie if you want.’ Jin suggested with a seductive grin. Namjoon licked his lips and pulled him closer, feeling the warmth of his body pressed against him.

‘I like the way you think Mr. Kim.’ Namjoon chuckled. Seokjin then palmed his face and kissed him again. For the time being, he chose to simply enjoy a nice and relaxing Sunday with his husband. The issue with Jimin and Jungkook could wait another day.

 

***

Jimin was happily getting ready to go out with Jungkook. Since it was a Sunday, they decided to go for a drive and just talk things through. The previous day provided them both with some clarity. It had become clear to Jimin that Jungkook did have genuine feelings for him, but he was still afraid of getting too close to him too soon. If he was being honest, he missed the intimacy. But now more than ever, they had to be really careful. The pair of them still worried about who could’ve sent that letter. If someone was really on to them, who else could he or she have told?

‘Hey, ready to go?’ Jungkook asked with a bright smile upon entering his bedroom.

‘Yeah sure. Did mom and dad go out? I think I heard dad’s car.’ Jimin inquired, grabbing his cellphone and walking towards Jungkook.

‘Yeah they did. Some of their friends invited them to brunch.’ Jungkook informed with his gaze slightly lowered. It made him anxious to think that they were home alone.

‘Oh. Not too long ago it would’ve been so exciting to have the house to ourselves.’ Jimin said in a soft tone, feeling rather anxious as well.

‘I was thinking the same thing. But never mind that, let’s just go. We can start by picking up some food.’ Jungkook suggested, reaching for the doorknob.

‘Hyung, you don’t think I’m pushing you away, right?’ Jimin asked in a soft tone, walking up to him and taking his hand.

‘No, I don’t, not anymore. Jimin I’m fine with this. I think it’s a good idea for us to bond over other things, it’ll make us closer.’ Jungkook replied with a smile, softly caressing his cheek.

‘Do you think we’ll ever have the life we talked about?’ Jimin asked out of nowhere, a look of concern on his face.

‘Of course I do. The next few years might be really tough, but I know that we’ll eventually be truly happy together.’ Jungkook soothed, running his fingers through Jimin’s soft hair.

‘So you really wanna be with me forever?’ Jimin asked with tears in his eyes.

‘Jiminie of course I do! I don’t want anything else.’ Jungkook assured, palming his face and intensely staring into his deep brown eyes.

‘I love you.’ Jimin whispered, a tear streaming down his face. Jungkook let out a soft sigh and kissed his forehead.

‘I love you too, so much.’ Jungkook replied softly. Jimin then grabbed his neck and kissed him. Both of them felt so overwhelmed by the rush of excitement from being that intimate again after such a  long time. They were both panting and moaning into the kiss, tugging at each other’s clothing, desperately seeking more friction. But after a couple of minutes Jimin abruptly pulled away.

‘I’m sorry, I can’t. I just can’t lose myself in you again.’ Jimin stated softly, tears streaming down his face.

‘Don’t worry, it’s fine. Like I said, there’s no rush.’ Jungkook consoled, gently wiping away his tears.

‘Thanks. Hyung, I’m kinda worried about that letter. I mean, if this person was willing to tell our parents, who else could they’ve told?’ Jimin pointed out, once again concerned.

‘Honestly, I don’t think this person told anyone else. If more people knew, the rumor would’ve been going around by now, but it hasn’t. I think this person just wants to get us into trouble.’ Jungkook reasoned, feeling rather concerned as well.

‘But who could it be?’ Jimin asked, somewhat panicked.

‘If it’s not Tae then I have no idea. Let’s just be extra careful while we try to figure this out.’ Jungkook said with a deep sigh. Jimin nodded in agreement. After that discussion they left for their drive and enjoyed the rest of the day together.

 

***

Taehyung was on his way to Yoongi’s house. Since he had been spending so much time with Jimin lately, he barely even saw Yoongi. A part of him felt guilty for always pushing Yoongi away and only going back to him when he needed something. While he missed him a lot, he was afraid of admitting that to him. The fact that he knew of his feelings for him only made Taehyung more afraid of getting too close to him. In his heart he felt that he didn’t deserve Yoongi’s love. When he finally got there and opened the door to Yoongi’s bedroom, he found him in bed, smiling while texting someone.

‘Who are you texting?’ Taehyung demanded in a rather deep tone.

‘Oh hey Tae, good to know we’re still acquainted.’ Yoongi scoffed upon sitting up and putting his phone away.

‘Sorry, I’ve been kinda busy lately.’ Taehyung said, softening his expression and taking a seat next to him on his bed.

‘Yes I know. It seems you and Jimin are kind of a thing now. What about his thing with his brother?’ Yoongi asked with a smirk, clearly being sarcastic.

‘First of all, we’re not a thing. And second of all, they ended whatever they had a couple of weeks back.’ Taehyung informed.

‘So their parents found out?’ Yoongi asked with an eager smile.

‘Um, no. Jimin just decided to end things with Jungkook. Why would you assume their parents found out?’ Taehyung demanded with a puzzled look on his face.

‘Oh, um, no, I just assumed you told their parents like you said you would.’ Yoongi muttered somewhat anxiously.

‘No I didn’t tell them. I decided it’s none of my business.’ Taehyung responded, ignoring the anxious look on Yoongi’s face.

‘Really? What made you decide that? Jimin’s sweet little ass?’ Yoongi scoffed, raising an eyebrow at him.

‘Can you just stop?! I hate it when people objectify him like that! He’s just a person and a really amazing one at that.’ Taehyung stated firmly, rising to Jimin’s defense. Yoongi felt a little hurt and jealous but he chose to remain calm.

‘I see. When did you two become so close?’ Yoongi asked in a soft tone, masking his pain and jealousy.

‘Why does it even matter?’ Taehyung retorted, slightly irritated.

‘You’re right, it doesn’t. Why are you here?’ Yoongi demanded, unable to contain his frustrations any longer.

‘Why are you getting so upset? I just wanted to see you.’ Taehyung admitted, finally smiling at him. But Yoongi kept the stern expression on his face.

‘Why bother? It’s a Sunday. I’m sure Jimin is available for a romantic picnic in the park or something.’ Yoongi sneered, moving away from him. Taehyung let out a soft chuckle and moved closer to him.

‘Are you jealous?’ Taehyung teased, smiling brightly as he took Yoongi’s hand.

‘I’m not jealous. I just don’t understand what the fuck you want from me.’ Yoongi snapped, roughly pulling his hand away.

‘Maybe I should just go.’ Taehyung said softly, a sad look on his face.

‘Yes, just go, because neither of us will ever get what we want here.’ Yoongi stated harshly, struggling to fight back tears.

‘Yoongi, what the fuck do you want from me?’ Taehyung demanded, tugging his arm to make him face him.

‘I just want you to let me love you.’ Yoongi whispered on the verge of tears. No matter how hard he tried, he just couldn’t get over his feelings for Taehyung. In his heart he knew he would always love him more than life itself.

‘I don’t even know what that means.’ Taehyung sighed, tears welling up in his eyes.

‘Let me show you.’ Yoongi said in a soft tone, palming his face and moving closer. Taehyung felt so excited to have Yoongi touch him again after such a long time that he leaped forward and smashed their lips together.

‘If this is what you want then you can have it. You know I’ve always liked having sex with you.’ Taehyung moaned, tugging at Yoongi’s clothes.

‘That’s not what’s happening here. If you want sex then we’re doing it my way.’ Yoongi explained, softly smiling at him while he ran his fingers through his hair. Taehyung wasn’t sure what he was referring to but he really wanted sex, so he agreed. He felt really uncomfortable however with Yoongi taking his time in undressing them both, all the while softly kissing and caressing him anywhere he could. Once completely naked and on his back, Taehyung let out a soft sigh of relief. Finally the actual sex would start, or so he thought. When Yoongi was completely naked as well, he straddled him and started kissing his neck, shoulders and chest.

‘Yoongi, this feels weird.’ Taehyung said softly. Yoongi was being delicate and affectionate and it made Taehyung very uncomfortable. For some reason he really enjoyed feeling so close to Yoongi but that just alarmed him even more.

‘You’re so beautiful.’ Yoongi whispered, kissing his chest and suddenly sucking on his nipple.

‘Ah! Fuck… Yoongi, can we just have sex?’ Taehyung insisted. While it felt pleasurable, the intensity of it continued to make him uncomfortable.

‘I’m not trying to have sex with you, I’m trying to love you.’ Yoongi chuckled, amused to see the puzzled look on his face. Without warning, Yoongi moved down his body and took his throbbing dick in his mouth. Taehyung let out the lewdest moan, eager to finally start the actual sex. Even though Yoongi took his time and savored his taste, Taehyung still enjoyed every second of it. After a few minutes, Yoongi spread his legs apart and buried his face between his inner thighs.

‘FUCK! What are you doing?!’ Taehyung gasped, completely taken by surprise when he felt Yoongi’s tongue on his rim.

‘What’s wrong?’ Yoongi scoffed, looking up at the anxious expression on his face.

‘We’ve never done that before.’ Taehyung replied in a soft tone.

‘Well, first time for everything. Besides, you seem to enjoy it.’ Yoongi smirked. Before Taehyung could respond, Yoongi buried his face between his thighs again and went to work. Taehyung threw his head back and bit his bottom lip in an effort to stifle his moans. Yoongi’s warm, wet tongue (technology) was making him feel things he had never felt before. In less than a minute, Taehyung was reduced to a moaning mess, stroking his dripping length and grinding up against Yoongi’s face.

‘Ah-fuck… Yoongi, you’re gonna make me cum.’ Taehyung whimpered, feeling his orgasm on the tip of his dick. Yoongi then stopped and quickly grabbed a bottle of lube. Since he had spent enough time sucking on Taehyung’s twitching entrance, he simply lubed up his member and positioned it before his moist hole. Before pushing his length in, he leaned down and kissed him. Taehyung wrapped his arms around him and deepened the kiss. While they both softly moaned into the kiss, Yoongi started gently pushing his member inside of him. Taehyung let out a soft gasp and wrapped his legs around his hips, pulling him closer. Once he was all the way in, Yoongi held still and stared into Taehyung’s hazel eyes.

‘I love you.’ Yoongi whispered with tears in his eyes. Taehyung grabbed his face and kissed him passionately, closing his eyes and letting the tears spill out. Yoongi then started thrusting slowly, taking the time to enjoy every second of feeling so close to Taehyung, the love of his life. After several minutes of the most gentle and intense sex ever, they both came while holding each other close. Once they came down from their high, they actually continued to hold each other close, enjoying the warmth of it.

‘Are we actually cuddling?’ Taehyung scoffed, fondly staring into Yoongi’s eyes as he caressed his face. If he was being honest, Taehyung enjoyed every second of the passionate and intense sex.

‘Yeah, I guess we are. We don’t have to, you can leave if you want.’ Yoongi said softly, his smile fading.

‘I don’t wanna leave. I want you to keep holding me like this.’ Taehyung admitted in all honesty, both of them blushing as he moved closer into Yoongi’s arms. Soon afterwards they fell asleep in each other’s arms for the first time ever.

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2 weeks later…

 

It was Jimin’s 14th birthday and his parents planned a huge party for him. While getting ready for his party with much excitement and anticipation, Jimin reflected back on the past couple of weeks. He and Jungkook had never felt closer to each other and strangely enough, they hadn’t even started having sex again. They simply spent all of their free-time hanging out, having fun, taking and laughing, the same way best friends would. Every night, for the past couple of weeks, they would lay next to each other in bed, holding hands or wrapped in an embrace and just talk until they fell asleep together. They truly managed to build a strong and unbreakable emotional connection. Now more than ever, they were convinced that their feelings for each other never had anything to do with sex. It was in fact, and always would be, true love. Spending all that time together, connecting over anything and everything, it made them feel so loved and cherished by one another, but moreover it made them certain of the fact that they wanted to spend the rest of their lives together. Once he was done getting ready for his party, Jimin left his room with the most eager smile. His parents had wanted to rent a huge event-room for the party, but Jimin insisted on having it at home where he felt most comfortable. The party was amazing. His mother really went all out on the decorations. All of his friends from school and art-class were invited, along with most of his relatives. Jungkook and Jimin agreed not to be around each other too much during the party since they acknowledged the possibility that someone there may have sent that letter. While keeping a safe distance from Jungkook, Jimin stumbled across Taehyung who was greedily eating a big piece of birthday cake.

‘Uh Tae, we have a lot more cake you know.’ Jimin chuckled, causing Taehyung to look up at him with whipped-cream smeared all over his face.

‘Sorry, I’ve never had this cake before, it’s so good!’ Taehyung said with a bright smile, wiping his face with the tissue Jimin handed him.

‘Yeah, it’s my favorite, red velvet.’ Jimin informed with a smile, amused at Taehyung’s cuteness.

‘It’s really good, I love it! Can I take some home?’ Taehyung asked, almost pleading.

‘Of course you can.’ Jimin chuckled.

‘Thanks. So how are things with Kook?’ Taehyung inquired, lowering his voice. Jimin had been honest with him from the start and informed him that he agreed to give Jungkook another chance.

‘Things are amazing actually. I’ve never felt closer to him. It’s really not about sex Tae, we really do love each other more than anything.’ Jimin replied softly while blushing.

‘I think that’s great Jimin. I just want you to be happy, both of you.’ Taehyung said sincerely.

‘Thanks Tae. That reminds me, don’t you think you should talk to Jungkook? He really does miss being friends with you.’ Jimin suggested, raising an eyebrow at him.

‘I’m not sure we can rehash our friendship, not after everything that happened.’ Taehyung sighed, deeply regretful of his past behavior.

‘I still think you should talk to him. Jungkook can be very understanding and forgiving.’ Jimin insisted, moving closer to him and stroking his arm.

‘We’ll see. Maybe I’ll try to talk to him this Monday at school. Anyways, since I can no longer give you the birthday present you suggested a couple of weeks back, I got you this.’ Taehyung said with a slight smirk, handing him a small, neatly decorated box. Jimin took the box while blushing, lowering his head in embarrassment.

‘Waw, it’s so pretty.’ Jimin said with a bright smile upon discovering a charm bracelet with his zodiac sign in the box.

‘I’m glad you like it.’ Taehyung responded with a smile, resting his hand on Jimin’s shoulder.

‘I love it, thank you. So why didn’t you bring Yoongi to the party?’ Jimin suddenly asked out of nowhere, causing Taehyung to feel a little anxious.

‘Uh Yoongi? Why would I bring him? Besides, it’s a Saturday night, I’m sure he has other plans.’ Taehyung scoffed, trying to mask his anxiety.

‘Well, aren’t you two a couple now?’ Jimin inquired, crossing his arms and stepping closer to him.

‘A couple? Um, no we’re not. Why would you even think that?’ Taehyung chuckled, trying to brush off the tension with humor.

‘Tae, I see the way your face lights up when you talk about him. And you told me that you’re having sex with him, so what’s the problem? What am I missing?’ Jimin pressed, a puzzled look on his face.

‘Jimin, I know you and Kook are all about the love, but that’s not the case with me and Yoongi.’ Taehyung lied, still unable to admit the truth.

‘If you say so. But I think you’re just scared to admit that you’re in love with him.’ Jimin stated firmly, intently staring into his hazel eyes, making him all the more anxious. Taehyung felt tears welling up in his eyes and he just couldn’t bear the intensity, so he turned away from Jimin and was about to walk away when Jimin quickly wrapped his arms around him and held him tight in an effort to soothe him.

‘I just can’t say it. Whenever I’m with him, all I wanna do is tell him how I feel, but I just can’t. And it hurts so much when he says it to me because I can see the pain in his eyes. He thinks that I don’t love him, but I do, I really do.’ Taehyung whispered, tears incessantly streaming down his face as he finally admitted the truth to himself. Jimin was crying as well while he listened to Taehyung’s confession. Being the sensitive guy he is, Jimin could feel his pain and frustration.

‘Tae, I know it’s scary to be honest with someone about how you feel, but you already know that he loves you. So just be honest with him. I really think you two could make each other so happy.’ Jimin suggested in a soothing tone, softly wiping away his tears. Taehyung smiled and nodded, taking Jimin’s hands in his. After Jimin successfully managed to cheer him up, he took a big piece of birthday cake and went home, seeing as how it had already gotten pretty late.

 

***

After the party was officially over, meaning all the guests had left, Jimin was happily going through all of his presents in his bedroom. When he was done sorting through all of them, he had a disappointed look on his face because it seemed Jungkook didn’t get him anything. Since he hadn’t seen him all night, Jimin quickly texted him, asking him to come to his room. While he missed him terribly throughout the night, Jimin also wanted an explanation as to why he didn’t get him a gift. The second he heard his door open, he quickly sat up straight in bed, ready to start the questioning.

‘Hey baby, what’s up? Did you enjoy your party?’ Jungkook asked with a much too cheerful smile as he took a seat next to him on his bed.

‘Oh so you do know it’s my birthday.’ Jimin said sarcastically, crossing his arms as he stared at Jungkook with a dissatisfied look on his face.

‘Of course I know it’s your birthday. At least, that’s what the cake said.’ Jungkook chuckled, amused by his misplaced anger.

‘I see, so you chose not to get me anything.’ Jimin continued, still darkly glaring at him.

‘Was I supposed to get you something? Isn’t my love for you enough?’ Jungkook teased, letting out a deep sigh as he wrapped an arm around his waist to pull him closer. But Jimin wasn’t amused. He roughly pulled away and stood up to face him.

‘You know, you’re a real jerk Kook. Your birthday is 3 weeks from now and I already got you a present.’ Jimin informed, crossing his arms again.

‘Really, you did? What did you get me?’ Jungkook asked with a bright smile, still amused by his angered state.

‘I’m not gonna tell you! I’m not even gonna give it to you anymore!’ Jimin scowled, afterwards turning around to walk away only to have Jungkook grab him and pull him into his lap.

‘Jiminie, do you really think I wouldn’t get you something for your birthday?’ Jungkook said in a soft tone, gently caressing his face as Jimin stared into his eyes with a smile.

‘So you got me something?’ Jimin asked with much excitement, moving around so he could comfortably sit in his lap.

‘Of course I did.’ Jungkook scoffed, reaching in his pocket and taking out an envelope. After he handed it to him, Jimin wasted no time in opening it to discover its contents. When he saw what it contained, he took it out with tears of joy streaming down his face.

‘Hyung, is this for real?’ Jimin asked with a joyful smile, holding out 2 tickets to the Annual National Art Festival in front of him. Jimin had always wanted to go to the annual art festival, but since it was always held in the capital, a 6-hour long drive away, he never had the chance. On top of that, the tickets were very expensive and sold out rather quickly.

‘Yep, it’s real. I know it’s something you’ve always wanted. The festival is a month from now, so we have enough time to prepare our trip.’ Jungkook said with a soft smile, at utter bliss to see Jimin so happy. Jimin wiped his tears, put the envelope down and just threw himself in Jungkook’s arms. Jungkook let out a soft chuckle and held him tight, kissing his forehead as he ran his fingers through his hair.

‘I can’t believe you did this! I mean, those tickets are really expensive!’ Jimin pointed out, looking up into Jungkook’s eyes.

‘I don’t care. Your happiness is worth everything to me.’ Jungkook replied, fondly smiling at him. Jimin couldn’t contain his feelings anymore, he leaped forward and smashed their lips together. Both of them let out a deep sigh of satisfaction upon finally feeling that familiar intimacy again. Before they knew it, they were panting and moaning into the kiss, grabbing at each other anywhere they could. Since he was already conveniently sitting in Jungkook’s lap, Jimin started grinding down on his erection, throwing them both in a frenzy.

‘Jungkook, let’s do it… let’s have sex.’ Jimin moaned with his eyes closed while Jungkook hungrily sucked on his neck.

‘Wait, what? Um, I don’t think we should do that yet.’ Jungkook said reluctantly as he stared into his pleading eyes.

‘Hyung, I know you love me. So please just, make love to me.’ Jimin whispered, palming his face and hovering his lips over Jungkook’s.

‘Are you sure?’ Jungkook pressed, slightly anxious.

‘I’m sure. I love you.’ Jimin confirmed on the verge of  tears. Jungkook then pulled him close and kissed him passionately, all the while struggling to undress both Jimin and himself at the same time. The pair of them had missed each other’s touch so much that they were both already on the verge of climax just from the anticipation of having sex again. In that moment they were sure that they just wanted each other for the rest of their lives. It was not sexual frustration, it was not a passing phase, it was just pure love.

Meanwhile, it just so happened that a late night courier dropped off a package at the Jeon’s residence. Mrs. Jeon was happy to discover that it was a birthday present for Jimin, sent by his uncles Namjoon and Seokjin. Although it was rather late at night, she figured Jimin would still be awake in his bedroom admiring his presents. So she decided not to wait until morning, but to bring the gift to him right away. Jimin didn’t have a lock on his bedroom door since his parents felt he was too young for that amount of privacy. Without knocking, she opened the door to find her boys quickly move away from each other and fix their clothes as they both stared at her with worried looks on their flushed faces. It all happened it a split second so she wasn’t entirely sure of what she saw.

‘Jungkook, what are you doing in Jimin’s bedroom this late?’ She demanded in a firm tone of voice, staring into Jungkook’s soul.

‘Mom, we were just hanging out.’ Jungkook answered with his gaze slightly lowered. The boys weren’t sure of what she may have witnessed. Nonetheless, they were both on the verge of a panic attack.

‘Uh Mom, what’s that?’ Jimin asked with a forced smile, pointing at the gift-bag, hoping to ease the palpable tension. Once again she chose to dismiss her suspicions as paranoia.

‘Oh it’s a birthday present from you uncles Namjoon and Jin. I think it’s art supplies.’ She said with a smile, walking up to him and handing him the bag. Jimin accepted the bag with an eager smile and started examining its contents right away. While she carefully observed her boys going through the contents of the gift-bag, she couldn’t help but notice all the things she would ordinarily overlook. When she entered the room, they quickly moved away from each other, they quickly fixed their clothes and for some reason they were both breathing heavily. The first few seconds that she was there, they both had a very worried look on their faces. Were they worried that she may have discovered their secret? Then she decided to take a closer look at them. Several of Jungkook’s shirt buttons were undone. Their hair was in disarray and their faces were flushed. The pair of them seemed rather sweaty and they were still struggling to catch their breath. Could it really be? Was that letter an attempt from someone to open her eyes to the horrific truth? Once the image of Jungkook having sex with Jimin appeared in her mind, she blankly stared out in front of her with tears streaming down her face while she took a few steps back.

‘Mom, are you okay?’ Jimin asked with concern when he popped his head up to find his mother having nothing short of a mental-breakdown. Jungkook on the other hand already had everything figured out and started crying as well. Alarmed by his sudden outburst, Jimin moved closer to him in an effort to console him.

‘Jimin, get away from him! Get over here! NOW!’ Their mother scolded, causing Jimin to start crying as well when he realized what was happening. He glanced back over at Jungkook who had been reduced to a sobbing mess since it was just as he had predicted. Jungkook knew he was going to get the blame for all of it.

‘Mom, it’s not what you think, okay, we can explain this.’ Jimin pleaded, getting out of bed and slowly walking up to her. The second he got to her, she grabbed him and started thoroughly examining him while Jungkook continued to sob with his face buried in the palm of his hands.

‘Jiminie, I need you to be very honest with me, okay? Tell me, is Jungkook hurting you?’ She asked, her voice trembling at the mere thought of it.

‘MOM, STOP! JUNGKOOK IS NOT HURTING ME! IT’S EVERYONE ELSE THAT’S HURTING ME!’ Jimin shouted with tears streaming down his face, roughly maneuvering out of her grip. But she quickly grabbed him again since he was about to walk towards Jungkook.

‘You don’t have to be scared, just tell me the truth. That letter, is it true?’ She demanded, choking down sobs.

‘Yes Mom, it’s true, but it’s really not what you think!’ Jimin admitted. She froze for a second while she processed that unsettling piece of information. As predicted, she assumed right away that Jungkook was abusing Jimin. So she gently moved Jimin aside and marched towards Jungkook. Then she grabbed him by his collar, forcing him to look up at her.

‘HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO YOUR OWN BROTHER?! HOW COULD YOU HURT HIM LIKE THAT?!!’ She shouted at the top of her lungs, violently shaking Jungkook as he continued to sob in her grip.

‘I’m sorry, I’m so sorry…’ Jungkook cried, feeling more guilt, shame and self-hatred than he had ever felt before.

‘MOM, STOP, YOU’RE HURTING HIM!’ Jimin shouted, grabbing her arm to pull her away from Jungkook.

‘What the hell is going on in here?!’ Mr. Jeon demanded upon entering the room after hearing a lot of distorted shouting.

‘I should’ve told you when I got that letter, but I didn’t wanna believe it.’ Mrs. Jeon replied, moving away from Jungkook only to crash to the floor in tears.

‘What letter? What is this?! Why are you all so upset?’ He asked with utmost concern. His whole family was bawling their eyes out and he had no idea why. Jimin quickly rushed towards Jungkook and wrapped his arms around him.

‘No Hyung, don’t cry, please don’t cry. It’s not your fault!’ Jimin consoled, struggling to compose himself.

‘No Jiminie, GET AWAY FROM HIM!’ His mother shouted, struggling to rise to her feet. But before she could get to the boys, her husband grabbed her and pulled her away.

‘Okay, you and I are going to step outside of this room and talk about what’s going on here.’ He stated in a firm tone.

‘No, we can’t leave Jimin in here with Jungkook!’ She insisted with tears streaming down her face.

‘What the hell are you talking about?’ He posed, rather puzzled.

‘Please just get Jiminie away from him…’ She pleaded, crumbling down to the floor again, but her husband held on to her for support.

‘Okay, calm down. Kook, go to your room. After I talk to your mother, I’m gonna come check on you, okay?’ He instructed. Jungkook did as he was told and left. After he left, Jimin broke down completely.

‘Dad, it’s not Jungkook’s fault.’ Jimin cried.

‘Just calm down Jiminie, okay? Your Mom and I are gonna talk outside and then I’m gonna come check on you and Kook.’ He replied, trying his best to stay composed, after all, somebody had to.

 

After Mr. Jeon talked with his wife, and afterwards Jungkook, he retreated into his bedroom and broke down in tears. He was downright sobbing on the floor for several minutes before he managed to regain his composure. Where did he fail as a parent? He just couldn’t make sense of the situation. Nonetheless, they needed to come up with a solution. So he and Mrs. Jeon, after struggling to regain a balanced frame of mind, took the time to discuss a fitting solution.

Approximately an hour later, all four members of the Jeon family were seated at the kitchen table in awkward silence. Mrs. Jeon decided to speak first.

‘Jungkook, I just want to say I’m sorry for grabbing you like that. Sweetie, I don’t blame you, I just got carried away.’ She said with tears in her eyes, reaching her hand across the table to hold Jungkook’s hand. Jungkook wiped his tears and nodded.

‘Boys, while you’re mother and I were upstairs, we decided to reach out to your uncle Seokjin for help. He told us everything. While I was upset that he knew about this and never said anything, I do agree with his solution to the problem.’ Their father said firmly, struggling to remain calm.

‘Dad, we don’t have a problem.’ Jimin cried, frustrated that everyone was always trying to keep them apart.

‘Jimin, I don’t wanna hear it. Honestly, I don’t even know how to start making sense of the fact that you’re in love!’ He snapped.

‘Let’s just tell them what we’ve decided.’ Mrs. Jeon suggested, taking her husband’s hand with a heavy heart.

‘I just need you boys to know that this hurts me more than I can ever put into words, but there’s no other way. Kook, I’m gonna need you to pack all of your stuff. First thing tomorrow morning, I’m driving you to your grandparents in the capital. You’re gonna live there until you head out to college.’ He stated firmly, fighting back tears. Upon hearing that, Jimin broke down sobbing yet again.

‘So, you’re kicking me out?’ Jungkook asked softly, looking up at his father with tears streaming down his face. Mr. Jeon couldn’t stand seeing him in such pain. He quickly rushed towards him and embraced him.

‘I’m so sorry son, but I just don’t know what else to do.’ He whispered, unable to hold his tears back anymore.

‘Please don’t separate us. Don’t send Jungkook away! I can’t live without him!’ Jimin sobbed, hurt to his very core. His mother rushed towards him and held him tight as she cried with him. As Jungkook continued to cry in his father’s arms, he contemplated his entire life. A part of him always knew that it would all end in unbearable pain and suffering.

 

To be continued…

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One Month Later…

 

It was a chilly Friday afternoon and Taehyung was eagerly waiting for Yoongi to arrive. For the past month, he and Yoongi had gotten much closer. People at their school even started spreading the rumor that they’re dating. Speaking of rumors, the rumors surrounding Jungkook were far worse. Taehyung never cared much about people’s opinion of him, but the fact that the kids at school had such awful things to say about Jungkook really bothered him. While they didn’t get the chance to talk before he left, Taehyung still valued his friendship with Jungkook, and with Jimin for that matter. Which is why he tried his best to be there for Jimin during that difficult time. Their parents simply informed the school and everyone else that Jungkook was going to live with his grandparents until he graduated for college. They didn’t provide anyone with a reason why, but Taehyung knew the truth of course. The kids at school however, were circulating all kinds of vicious rumors. Some were saying that Jungkook had been sent to rehab, or possibly a facility for juvenile delinquents. And those weren’t even the worse rumors. Of course it bothered Taehyung, but what really hurt him was seeing Jimin in his current state. It almost seemed as if Jimin had had all of the life drained out of him. When Taehyung started to think about all the times Jimin sobbed in his arms, he started to feel really sad. However, a sudden knock on his bedroom door interrupted his thoughts.

‘Hey beautiful.’ Yoongi said with a gummy smile upon walking into his room. Taehyung smiled at him, sat up straight in bed and patted the space next to him. Yoongi quickly took a seat next to him and held his hand, all the while still smiling.

‘I missed you.’ Taehyung said softly, then leaned in and kissed him.

‘Tae, you saw me today at school.’ Yoongi chuckled, moving closer so he could kiss his neck.

‘Yeah, I know. Can we talk for a minute?’ Taehyung asked in a rather anxious tone.

‘Of course, what’s up?’ Yoongi asked with a hint of concern.

‘So you probably heard what everyone at school is saying about us. Everyone thinks we’re a couple now.’ Taehyung said nervously, trying hard not to blush.

‘Oh that. Yeah, I know what people are saying.’ Yoongi scoffed, relieved that it wasn’t anything to be concerned about.

‘And does it bother you?’ Taehyung posed with his gaze slightly lowered.

‘No, it really doesn’t. Because, it’s kinda true. I mean, we’ve been hanging out almost every day the past few weeks, we have gentle and intense sex, you actually sleepover at my house, we have breakfast in bed, and you’re always holding my hand in public lately. That’s probably what got people talking.’ Yoongi pointed out, all the while smiling at Taehyung while he blushed with his gaze lowered.

‘Is that something that you want? Do you want us to be a couple?’ Taehyung asked with utmost sincerity, affectionately staring into Yoongi’s eyes. Yoongi let out a deep gasp and palmed his face.

‘Tae, that’s everything that I want.’ He whispered.

‘Okay, guess I’m your boyfriend now.’ Taehyung blushed, moving closer to him. Yoongi couldn’t contain the amount of happiness he felt in that moment, he leaned in and smashed their lips together. Taehyung quickly wrapped his arms around him and deepened the kiss.

‘Fuck, I don’t think I’ve ever felt this happy.’ Yoongi whispered, kissing his neck while trying to undress him.

‘Yoongi, I was wondering if we could try something new.’ Taehyung suggested as he took off his shirt.

‘Sure, what do you have in mind?’ Yoongi smirked, taking off his shirt as well.

‘Can I top?’ Taehyung asked with an eager smile. Yoongi froze for a second while he took the time to fully process that request.

‘Uh, yeah, okay.’ Yoongi muttered rather hesitantly.

‘Yoongi, if you don’t want me to, then I won’t.’ Taehyung stated firmly, trying to put his mind at ease.

‘No baby, it’s fine. I’m just a little nervous. I’ve never bottomed before.’ Yoongi admitted, still rather anxious.

‘Really? So I’m gonna be your first? That’s kinda romantic actually. You were my first too.’ Taehyung said with a soft smile, taking his hand. Yoongi blushed and pulled him closer.

‘I’m loving this new, romantic side to you.’ Yoongi chuckled, then they continued to kiss for a few minutes. After they took the rest of their clothes off, Yoongi nervously laid on his back while Taehyung was getting a bottle of lube. When Taehyung returned with the lube and knelt between his legs, Yoongi felt all the more anxious.

‘I’m gonna take my time and start slow. Just tell me if something feels off, okay?’ Taehyung soothed, gently caressing his smooth inner thighs. Yoongi reluctantly nodded with a strained smile. Taehyung then squirted some lube on his fingers and started rubbing them against Yoongi’s untouched entrance. Once Yoongi started softly moaning, and Taehyung could feel him slowly opening up, he pushed two of his fingers inside.

‘AAHH!’ Yoongi gasped, throwing his head back. The penetration felt really uncomfortable and a little painful.

‘It’s okay, I can already feel you relaxing.’ Taehyung assured, slowly fingering Yoongi while he continued to whimper beneath him. The pain and discomfort led Yoongi to keep his eyes tightly closed, but he instantly popped them wide open when Taehyung brushed against a spot he didn’t even know he had. Of course he understood the pleasure of penetration, but it wasn’t something he had ever personally experienced before. Taehyung licked his lips and started softly moaning when Yoongi began pushing back on his fingers and moaning loudly while he stroked himself. Discovering such a submissive side to Yoongi was driving him crazy with desire.

‘Ah… Tae, fuck me… I’m so close.’ Yoongi moaned, already feeling that familiar buildup. Taehyung didn’t hesitate. He quickly lubed up his member and positioned it before Yoongi’s moist, twitching hole. After rubbing his tip against it for a few seconds, he pushed his length in.

‘FUCK!... You’re so tight!’ Taehyung moaned as he leaned down to kiss him while slowly thrusting inside of him. Yoongi decided that he loved the feeling, so he wrapped his legs around him, gripped his hips and started grinding up to meet his thrusts. This of course made it easier for Taehyung to hit all the right places. Yoongi felt so overstimulated with Taehyung repeatedly stabbing into his prostate that he dug his nails into his hips and trailed them down to his thighs, scratching his skin. Taehyung hissed loudly, but since he loved the burn of it, he picked up the pace even more.

‘Ah fuck, you’re gonna make me cum!’ Yoongi whimpered, grabbing Taehyung by the neck to pull him closer.

‘I didn’t think you’d like being the bottom so much.’ Taehyung scoffed, hovering his lips against Yoongi’s.

‘I love this… but only for you.’ Yoongi whispered. Taehyung then leaned closer and kissed him passionately. They were both going to cum and they knew it, but Yoongi suddenly had an idea.

‘Don’t cum yet… let me ride you.’ Yoongi grinned, palming Taehyung’s face as he lustfully stared into his eyes.

‘Fuck yeah!’ Taehyung chuckled. Once he was on his back, Yoongi carefully climbed on top of him and started lowering himself on his dick. They both let out a soft whimper when he hit the base. Both of them were so sensitive and overstimulated. But Yoongi had every intention of making that the most intense sexual experience for both of them, so he dug his nails into Taehyung’s chest and started riding him hard and fast, throwing them both into a frenzy.

‘AH! Tae… fuck! I love you…’ Yoongi moaned loudly, on the verge of climax again.

‘Ah… AH! Yoongi… I love you too…’ Taehyung whispered, reaching his hand forward to palm Yoongi’s face with tears in his eyes. Yoongi instantly stopped moving and blankly stared down at him with tears streaming down his face.

‘What did you say?’ Yoongi asked softly, downright crying at that point. Taehyung sat up and palmed his face with both hands.

‘It’s true. Yoongi, I love you. Baby I love you so much! I’m so sorry I couldn’t say it before.’ Taehyung finally admitted, crying as well. Yoongi wrapped his arms around him and started sobbing. He simply didn’t know how to process such overwhelming happiness. After crying in each other’s arms for a couple of minutes, Taehyung suddenly flipped Yoongi unto his back and gently thrusted inside of him until they both finally came, all the while kissing, moaning and in a way still crying.

‘I love you so much, Kim Taehyung.’ Yoongi whispered, struggling to catch his breath while he rested his head on Taehyung’s chest.

‘Not as much as I love you, Min Yoongi.’ Taehyung replied softly, running his fingers through Yoongi’s hair. Yoongi quickly moved up and started kissing him. In that moment, neither of them had ever felt happier.

 

***

Jimin was blankly staring out the window while the cab he was in, was driving him to Taehyung’s house. He told his parents he would be at a sleepover at a friend’s house that entire weekend.  His friends of course agreed to cover for him since he told them he was going to secretly meet a guy he’s been dating online for the first time ever. But in reality, he was going to the capital that weekend to meet Jungkook. Ever since Jungkook was practically kicked out of their house a month ago, they were prohibited from all forms of contact. Both of their cellphone records were reviewed on a daily basis. They couldn’t even try contacting each other with someone else’s phone or a payphone because received calls from unregistered numbers would certainly seem suspicious. Jimin wasn’t even allowed to access the internet at home unless if it was for schoolwork and he had to always do so in the presence of his mother. So besides the fact that they had been separated, they had also been sentenced to a form of prison. But what hurt Jimin the most, was that he wasn’t even allowed to see Jungkook on his birthday, which was a week ago. Their parents drove out to the capital to see him and bring him some presents. Jimin begged on his knees in front of them, he sobbed for hours, pleading with them to take him along. All he wanted was to see his hyung on his birthday and give him the present he had bought him several weeks before that. However, his parents firmly denied his request and left him at home to cry himself to sleep, just as he had been every night since Jungkook was gone. When the cab finally arrived at Taehyung’s house, Jimin wiped his tears and went inside. Since Taehyung lived in a very safe neighborhood, he never bothered to lock the front door, even if his Dad worked late and he was mostly at home alone. Ordinarily, Jimin would’ve noticed Yoongi’s car in the driveway, but he was so lost in thoughts that he could barely remember what year it was. It was only when he got to Taehyung’s bedroom and heard really loud moaning that he came to his senses. With a curious smile, he opened the door to discover a naked Yoongi on his back, moaning loudly while a naked Taehyung vigorously sucked him off. Jimin let out a soft gasp when he felt his dick twitch in response to that very stimulating image.

‘Jimin! What the fuck are you doing here?!’ Yoongi snapped, glancing over at the door to find Jimin blankly staring at them. Taehyung quickly popped his head up and started laughing when he saw Jimin lowering his gaze in embarrassment.

‘I’m sorry, I can just leave.’ Jimin mumbled, then turned around to leave.

‘No, Jiminie, you don’t have to leave. What’s up?’ Taehyung asked kindly, putting on his boxers and handing Yoongi his. Then he got up and pulled out a chair for Jimin to sit. Yoongi felt instantly irritated by Jimin’s presence but he chose to stay calm.

‘I can’t stay long, a cab is waiting for me outside. I need a favor.’ Jimin said anxiously.

‘Wait, why is a cab waiting for you? Are you going somewhere? What do you need? Ask me anything.’ Taehyung soothed, taking Jimin’s hand with a soft smile.

‘I’m going to the capital for the weekend.’ Jimin whispered on the verge of tears. It deeply hurt Taehyung to see him in that state.

‘To see Jungkook?’ Taehyung asked in a soft tone, squeezing his hand and moving closer.

‘Yeah. The cab is gonna take me to the train station. The next train back home won’t be until late Sunday night, and I’m kinda scared to take the train alone late at night, so I was hoping if maybe you could pick me up? I know it’s a lot to ask, it’s a really long drive and—

‘Jimin stop. It’s not a lot to ask. I told you, I’m here for you no matter what. Okay, go tell the cabdriver he can leave. I don’t want you taking such a long train-ride all by yourself. I’m gonna drive you to the capital myself right now. Since it’s a long drive, I guess I’ll just stay the weekend too and we can drive back on Sunday.’ Taehyung stated sincerely. Jimin’s face finally lit up and he leaped into Taehyung’s arms. Taehyung softly chuckled as he caressed his hair. It made him so happy to finally see a smile on Jimin’s face again.

‘Wait, what?! You’re going to the capital with him for the entire weekend? Why would you do that?!’ Yoongi demanded, standing up with a stern expression on his face. Taehyung and Jimin slowly let go of each other and stood up as well.

‘Yoongi, Jimin and Jungkook are my friends and they need me. Why are you getting so upset?’ Taehyung asked with a puzzled expression.

‘Oh please! You’re not even friends with Jungkook anymore! And honestly, I don’t know what the fuck you have going with Jimin right now, but I wouldn’t call it friendship!’ Yoongi snarled, throwing a dark glare at Jimin.

‘Yoongi, there’s nothing going on between me and Tae. I honestly think of him as my older brother.’ Jimin admitted in all honesty.

‘Oh well that’s very comforting! Especially since I know what you like to do with your older brother!’ Yoongi scowled, causing Jimin to widen his eyes in surprise and panic.

‘What the hell are you talking about?’ Jimin mumbled, his voice shaking from anxiety. He then glanced over at Taehyung who had a look of guilt and remorse on his face.

‘Jimin, I’m so sorry.’ Taehyung whispered with utmost regret.

‘You told him?’ Jimin asked in a soft tone, tears streaming down his face.

‘Yes, I did, but that was way back when I first found out about it. Jiminie, I’m not that guy anymore, you know that.’ Taehyung pleaded, stepping closer to him and wiping his tears. Jimin knew that Taehyung had truly changed into someone whom he wanted as a close friend for life, so he nodded and took his hands in his own. But then it suddenly dawned on him.

‘Wait, did you send that letter to my parents?!’ Jimin demanded, moving away from Taehyung and walking towards Yoongi.

‘Of course I did, you sick little bastard!’ Yoongi gritted, darkly glaring at him.

‘Yoongi, what the hell! Why would you do that?!’ Taehyung snapped, incredulous.

‘Because I seriously don’t get what the fuck is wrong with all of you! Tae, how can you be okay with this?’ Yoongi countered, glancing over at Taehyung with a look of disgust on his face.

‘Who the fuck am I to judge them or anyone else?! Why can’t they just choose their own happiness, they’re not hurting anyone!’ Taehyung stated firmly, rising to their defense.

‘Okay, all of you need some serious help. I’m gonna take off.’ Yoongi retorted, struggling to fight back tears. He quickly got dressed and left without saying another word.

 

***

Jungkook was anxiously sitting on the park-bench where he agreed to meet Jimin. Although he knew what time it was, he couldn’t help but continuously glance down at his watch every 10 seconds. In a way he still couldn’t believe that he was going to see Jimin again after an entire month of being so far away from him. The past month had been absolute hell for Jungkook. Putting aside the fact that he had to move to an entirely different city where he knew absolutely no one, Jungkook, unlike Jimin, was forced to undergo counseling twice a week. The only thing worse than being separated from the love of his life, was a therapist repeatedly trying to convince him that his love for Jimin was merely a symptom of an underlying mental condition. But Jungkook did not believe that for one second. He knew with all his heart and soul that the love they shared was genuine true love. Which is why it brought him such joy when Jimin actually managed to call him on his birthday. He knew he was taking a big risk when he borrowed a friend’s phone to call him up, but Jimin just had to hear his voice. They carefully kept the conversation very short, so that if Jungkook was asked about it, he could say a wrong number called him. After crying together for the first 5 seconds of the call, Jungkook quickly suggested that they meet up that weekend. The reason for that being, that weekend was the Annual National Art Festival and Jimin still had the tickets Jungkook gave him for his birthday. Jimin instantly agreed to meeting up. Since they had to keep the conversation short, Jungkook swiftly instructed where they would meet up and that once Jimin got there, they would figure everything else out. Jungkook was hunched over and nervously rubbing his palms together when he felt a soft grip on his shoulder. He let out a soft gasp and immediately turned around to find Jimin fondly staring at him with tears incessantly streaming down his face. Both of them broke down completely as Jimin leaped into his arms and sobbed into the crook of his neck. Jungkook held him tight to his body and continuously kissed his face allover.

‘Don’t let me go. Please, don’t ever let me go.’ Jimin cried, tightening his grip around Jungkook’s warm, rugged body. More than anything, they had missed each other’s warmth and comfort.

‘I don’t want to… Jiminie, I don’t want to.’ Jungkook whispered. Then he finally popped his head up and saw Taehyung awkwardly smiling at them. After seeing the puzzled look on Jungkook’s face, Jimin felt prompted to explain.

‘Hyung, Tae drove me here. He’s gonna stay here for the weekend so he can drive me back.’ Jimin explained with a soft smile. Jungkook instantly softened his expression and stood up.

‘Why would you do that?’ Jungkook inquired in a soft tone, walking up to him.

‘Because Kook, I’m your friend, I always will be.’ Taehyung answered on the verge of tears.

‘Tae has been really great to me since you left. I honestly don’t know how I would’ve survived without his support.’ Jimin added.

‘Kook, I know you don’t think of me as your friend anymore but—’ Taehyung was cut off by Jungkook suddenly wrapping his arms around him, hugging him tight.

‘I missed you buddy.’ Jungkook said with a bright smile, palming his face. Taehyung broke down in tears of joy.

‘I missed you too. How are you? Are you okay?’ Taehyung asked with concern.

‘Yeah, I’m okay.’ Jungkook chuckled, pulling him in for another hug. After their hug and some casual conversation between the three of them, Taehyung left to get some food, allowing Jungkook and Jimin some time alone to talk. After Taehyung returned with the food, the three of them went to the hotel they would be staying at that weekend.

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Jungkook and Taehyung were awkwardly sitting next to each other in the living-room of the hotel suite they would be staying at that weekend. The silence and tension was killing both of them. Jimin was in one of the bedrooms getting ready to go to the first night of the art festival. While Taehyung and Jungkook were both happy that they were friends again, somehow it was rather difficult to feel at ease around each other in Jimin’s absence. Perhaps they both worried that Taehyung’s past little “fling” with Jimin might make things uncomfortable. Jungkook was excited when Taehyung offered to pay for an upgrade of their hotel room. The suite they were staying in was very luxurious. But a part of Jungkook wondered if he was simply doing so out of guilt. On the other hand, Taehyung kept holding on to the fact that he betrayed Jungkook’s friendship and that he could never really make up for it, no matter how hard he tried. Clearly, they really needed to talk things through, but neither knew just where to start.

‘Who keeps texting you?’ Jungkook scoffed, staring down at the phone Taehyung was holding in his hand but simply refused to check.

‘Oh, it’s nothing.’ Taehyung mumbled, unable to mask the sadness he felt. Jungkook had noticed right from the start that something was bothering him, but he felt too scared to ask. However, seeing the sad look on his face tugged at his heart.

‘Tae, are you okay? You seem really off. What’s wrong?’ Jungkook asked in a soothing tone, moving closer to him.

‘I guess you could say I broke up with someone a few hours ago.’ Taehyung sighed, glancing down at his phone to see that Yoongi had sent him 24 messages.

‘Oh, really? I’m so sorry. But I thought you broke up with your girlfriend a couple of months back, did you start seeing someone else? Who is she?’ Jungkook asked curiously.

‘Uh, it’s not—it’s Yoongi.’ Taehyung admitted, slightly amused by the shocked expression on Jungkook’s face.

‘Wait, Yoongi?! Min Yoongi?!’ Jungkook asked, deeply surprised and somewhat bothered by it.

‘Yep, that’s the one.’ Taehyung chuckled, still amused by Jungkook’s startled reaction.

‘Well that explains why you always rose to his defense like his number-1 fanboy. When did that even happen?’ Jungkook scoffed, incredulous.

‘I don’t know, it’s hard to explain. At first we were just friends, but then at some point, we started having sex. I didn’t wanna make a big deal out of it, but I couldn’t help but develop these feelings for him. Since I have a lotta issues, I ignored them, even when he told me he’s in love with me. But the past few weeks, I just couldn’t keep lying to him and myself anymore. Kook, I’m in love with him.’ Taehyung explained, fighting back tears.

‘But, if you love him and he loves you, then why’d you break up with him?’ Jungkook posed with a puzzled expression. Taehyung took a deep breath and struggled to decide whether or not he should tell Jungkook the whole truth.

‘Kook, Yoongi sent that letter to your parents. Yes, I’m the one that told him, but that was back when I was mad at you and just struggling with my own problems. I’m sorry I told him, I never thought he would do that, I just found out today.’ Taehyung confessed. Jungkook could tell he was being sincere.

‘It’s fine, I don’t blame you. Do you think he told anyone else?’ Jungkook asked with a hint of concern.

‘No, I seriously doubt that. Yoongi hates gossip and rumors, he’d never indulge in that. I think he just wanted your parents to know because he said what you’re doing is morally wrong.’ Taehyung replied, causing the awkward tension to rise up again.

‘So, do you still think it’s morally wrong?’ Jungkook asked softly with his gaze slightly lowered.

‘No I don’t. There’s nothing wrong with choosing your own happiness. I mean, it’s not like your relationship with Jimin affects anyone else in any way, so why should it be a problem? People just don’t understand it, but that doesn’t mean it’s wrong.’ Taehyung answered sincerely, softly smiling at Jungkook.

‘Waw Tae, I really wish there was a way for me to make everyone understand it the way that you do.’ Jungkook scoffed, the pair of them chuckling afterwards. Jimin then walked in the living-room all dressed up and ready to have an exciting night in the capital.

 

***

 

The art festival was simply amazing. Jimin felt like he was literally in heaven. He had never before felt such joy, peace and excitement. Of course, being able to share that enriching experience with Jungkook just made it all the more miraculous. At some point, he was intently staring at a beautiful work of art that really spoke to him. For some reason Jimin felt like the painting was portraying fleeting moments of happiness, something that sums up his entire weekend with Jungkook. While he felt overjoyed that he could be with Jungkook again, he knew it was only temporary, mere fleeting moments of happiness. Before he started sinking further down into that depressing thought, Jungkook walked up behind him and wrapped his arms around. Jimin blushed softly and leaned his head back against his chest.

‘You know, someday, it could be your work on display at this festival.’ Jungkook said most sincerely. Jimin let out a soft chuckle and turned around to face him.

‘Do you really think so?’ Jimin asked, moving closer into his arms.

‘Of course I do. Jiminie, you’re so talented. I already know that you’re going to change the world with your art.’ Jungkook said with a bright smile.

‘Why do you believe in me so much?’ Jimin scoffed, a little anxious from that grand compliment.

‘Because I love you, and because I see so much greatness in you.’ Jungkook replied, caressing his face while fondly staring at him.

‘I love you too… Do you know what the best thing about being here with you is?’ Jimin asked with an eager smile.

‘No, what?’ Jungkook chuckled.

‘You can just kiss me in public.’ Jimin whispered, wrapping his arms around him. Jungkook blushed for a couple of seconds, then leaned down and kissed him softly. It was their first kiss since Jimin got there, and as the kiss grew more intense, both of them started wondering how they survived the past month without that closeness.

 

***

 

Jungkook and Jimin were anxiously holding hands while they stood next to each other in the elevator that was taking them up to their suite. After the art festival, they went to a nice restaurant for dinner. It sort of felt like it was their first official date. They enjoyed the pleasant ambience, the great food and of course, each other’s company. While they were at dinner, Taehyung called Jungkook to let him know that he would be out all night with some new friends he made. It didn’t come as a surprise to Jungkook, Taehyung had always been a social butterfly. When Jungkook conveyed the message to Jimin, all he heard was that they would have the suite to themselves, all night long. So when the elevator finally got to their floor and they went inside their room, Jimin wasted no time in grabbing Jungkook’s face and smashing their lips together. Unable to resist his taste, Jungkook pulled him closer to his body and deepened the kiss. Both of them felt so overwhelmed by the intensity of it. Although it had only been a month, it felt like they had spent an eternity apart. But when Jimin tugged at Jungkook’s jeans, struggling to undo them, Jungkook abruptly stopped and moved away.

‘Hyung what’s wrong?’ Jimin asked, puzzled.

‘I just don’t think we should have sex.’ Jungkook replied softly, struggling to calm down from the excitement and arousal he felt.

‘Why not? Do you even remember how long ago it was since we last had sex?’ Jimin scoffed, walking up to him.

‘Of course I know how long it’s been, that’s not the point.’ Jungkook shrugged, walking towards the bed and sitting down hunched over. He felt very frustrated because he wanted to have sex with Jimin more than anything, but he also felt that it would just make things worse. Jimin let out a soft sigh and walked up to him yet again.

‘Okay, so what’s the point?’ Jimin carefully asked, resting his hands on his shoulders when Jungkook looked up at him.

‘Jiminie, I don’t wanna have sex with you again after all this time only to say goodbye to you in a couple of days.’ Jungkook admitted with tears in his eyes.

‘But don’t you think it’ll make our bond stronger?’ Jimin reasoned, palming his face. But Jungkook moved away from him and stood up.

‘No, I don’t. I actually think it’ll just drive me even crazier when we’re apart. Jiminie, I don’t wanna hold you like that, feel your warmth, hear you moan out my name only to have it all taken away from me when you leave on Sunday.’ Jungkook countered. But Jimin craved the intimacy more than anything, so he walked up to Jungkook for the third time in 10 minutes.

‘Jungkook, I’ve missed you so much! I need to feel you! Please… touch me.’ Jimin whispered, practically moaning as he took Jungkook’s hand and placed it on his soft mounds. Jungkook licked his lips and pulled him closer, squeezing his mounds with both hands as he gently grinded against him. Jimin wanted to speed things along so he reached his hand down Jungkook’s jeans and boxers, and started stroking his hardening length.

‘Fuck Jiminie, I really don’t think we should do this.’ Jungkook declined yet again, walking towards the bed once more and sitting down with his face in his palms.

‘Then what do you wanna do?’ Jimin asked, finally giving up, deeply disappointed.

‘Just let me hold you in my arms.’ Jungkook replied with a fond smile, motioning for him to get into bed. Jimin started slowly walking up to him, all the while pouting like a dissatisfied child. Jungkook had to laugh at his overwhelming cuteness. Once they were both in bed, Jungkook took Jimin in his arms and held him tight. Jimin moved his face closer and intently stared into his eyes, so much so that Jungkook started to feel aroused yet again. Of course, Jimin knew exactly what he was doing when he licked his lips and moved even closer. With their faces being just inches apart, Jungkook started breathing heavily as he felt all the blood in his body drain down to his member. When Jimin felt Jungkook’s erection on his thigh, he slowly moved his hand down Jungkook’s body and started massaging his throbbing length.

‘Can you at least let me suck it?’ Jimin pleaded, softly moaning as he stroked Jungkook over his jeans.

‘Fuck! Just take your clothes off.’ Jungkook conceded with a sigh, unable to keep resisting the strong urges he felt for Jimin.

‘Really?’ Jimin asked with an eager smile.

‘Yeah. I seriously can’t take it anymore. Let me touch you…’ Jungkook whispered, quickly taking off his own shirt then grabbing Jimin and kissing him passionately. Once all of their clothes were gone, Jungkook had Jimin lay on his back while he carefully took the time to softly kiss and caress every inch of his beautiful body. When Jungkook started trailing wet kisses down his abdomen, Jimin started moaning loudly, desperately wanting to touch Jungkook as well.

‘Kook, please… just let me feel your dick inside of me. We can take our time with all of this afterwards.’ Jimin pleaded. While it felt amazing to have Jungkook gently cherish his body, Jimin just really needed the actual sex first. Jungkook smirked and moved up to his face.

‘When are you finally gonna stop lusting after my dick so much?’ Jungkook scoffed, both of them laughing at his remark.

‘Um, probably never.’ Jimin chuckled. Jungkook then leaned down and kissed him. Without wasting anymore time, Jungkook grabbed a bottle of lube and started the prep. Simply having just his fingers inside of Jimin again made him burn in desire. The second he felt sure Jimin was ready, he quickly lubed up his member and slowly pushed it inside of him. Jungkook’s eyes rolled into the back of his skull once he was reminded of how tight and wet and warm it felt to have Jimin wrapped around his length. Since everything started spiraling out of control, neither Jungkook, nor Jimin could actually muster up the enthusiasm to masturbate. So clearly, both of them felt really overwhelmed by the pleasure and satisfaction of finally releasing all that pent up sexual frustration.

‘Jiminie… you can’t go, not after this… I need you.’ Jungkook whispered, staring into his eyes as he gently thrusted inside of him. The pain in his eyes caused Jimin to break down in tears.

‘I need you too, I wish I could just stay with you.’ Jimin cried, wrapping his arms around him, taking comfort in his embrace while Jungkook continued to slowly thrust inside of him.

‘I love you.’ Jungkook whispered, holding him tight as he came, filling him up to the brim. Feeling Jungkook’s warm cum inside of him pushed Jimin over the edge. They lay next to each other for a few seconds, struggling to catch their breath. Jimin then suddenly rolled over and faced Jungkook.

‘So, are you done being gentle with me?’ Jimin smirked, causing Jungkook to raise an eyebrow at him.

‘Get on your hands and knees.’ Jungkook instructed. Jimin softly chuckled and got into position. Once Jungkook knelt down behind him, he pushed two fingers in his hole and wasted no time in fingering him hard and fast, making Jimin whimper from the overstimulation. Jungkook knew just how he liked it so he knew he was driving him crazy. Right when Jimin was about to cum, Jungkook pulled his fingers out, denying him his orgasm. But then he leaned down and started sucking on Jimin’s oversensitive entrance.

‘AHH! Jungkook… fuck… I really can’t… please, hmm, please fuck me!’ Jimin whined as Jungkook squeezed his mounds and repeatedly pushed his tongue inside of his slightly abused hole. Jungkook then popped his head up and stroked his throbbing dick a few times.

‘If that’s what you want, then you’ll get it.’ Jungkook breathed, rubbing his tip against his twitching entrance. After he pushed his length in, he started pounding inside of Jimin like there was no tomorrow. Jimin had only once before experienced Jungkook being so rough with him and he loved every second of it. He loved his dominant and aggressive touch, he loved hearing him grunt and moan in pleasure, knowing that he was the cause of it.

‘Ah Kook! Fuck! Hyung… please… I’m gonna cum… AH! AH!... I’M GONNA CUM!’ Jimin screamed out as his orgasm crashed over him, reducing him to a shuddering, whimpering mess. Jungkook chuckled when Jimin fell flat on his face, completely spent from coming so hard. It almost seemed like he was drifting off to sleep, but Jungkook wouldn’t have it. After all, Jungkook still had to cum. Without warning, he climbed on top of Jimin, gripped his hips, held him down and pushed his swollen member back in. Jimin was caught off guard and let out a soft whimper as he did so. However, he didn’t object, instead he arched his back and gripped the sheets for support. Jungkook licked his lips and slowly rolled his hips back and forth a few times, warming Jimin up for another round of pounding.

‘Fuck… I’ll never get over how good this feels.’ Jungkook scoffed, tightening his grip around Jimin’s hips, a clear sign that the pounding was going to start. Jimin bit down on the pillow his face was already buried in and started to mentally prepare himself for not being able to walk the next day.

 

***

 

The next morning…

Jimin slowly woke up, slightly dazed and confused. However, he felt instantly overjoyed when he realized he was in Jungkook’s arms. Waking up to Jungkook was the best feeling in the world. Jimin then realized that it was the perfect opportunity to surprise Jungkook with the birthday present he had gotten him. So he quietly got out of bed and started rummaging through his bag to find it. Once he found it, he carefully climbed back into bed and put it on Jungkook. After successfully putting it on, Jimin suddenly realized that he felt rather sore and kind of exhausted. He glanced over at Jungkook’s sleeping form and chuckled.

‘Well, I did ask for it.’ Jimin sighed, unintentionally waking up Jungkook.

‘Morning beautiful.’ Jungkook yawned, afterwards sitting up straight and fondly smiling at Jimin when he took his hand and entwined their fingers.

‘Notice anything different?’ Jimin asked with a secret smile, squeezing his hand.

‘Well, you look so beautiful in this sunlight. Anything else?’ Jungkook scoffed, a curious look on his face. Jimin blushed with his gaze lowered, then he took Jungkook’s hand up to his mouth and softly kissed it. That’s when Jungkook noticed the ring on his finger.

‘What’s this?’ Jungkook asked curiously, carefully examining the ring he suddenly had on his finger.

‘It’s your birthday present.’ Jimin chuckled.

‘So what, we’re married now?’ Jungkook joked, causing both of them to laugh.

‘No, not married, maybe engaged, I don’t know. But look, it says my name. This just means that I’m only yours, and I always will be.’ Jimin explained with tears in his eyes. Jungkook grabbed him into his arms and held him tight.

‘It’s you and me forever. Thank you so much for this, I love it.’ Jungkook said with a soft smile. While the joy and bliss they felt in that moment might soon be over, they knew their love would last forever.

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Jimin was taking a much needed shower. After giving Jungkook his birthday present/engagement ring, they cuddled in bed for a while and had something along the lines of a tickle-fight. Then Jimin decided to get cleaned up real quick so they could go downstairs and join Taehyung for breakfast. Right when he was about to get out of the shower, Jungkook stepped in with a seductive grin and a bottle of lube in his hand.

‘What do you need that for?’ Jimin teased, arching an eyebrow at him.

‘Because I can’t just push it in.’ Jungkook scoffed, the pair of them laughing as they remembered that ridiculous fight they had in the shower once. Jimin then licked his lips and faced the wall, slightly arching his back, inviting Jungkook in. Without hesitating, Jungkook walked up to him and started prepping him with his fingers. Although Jimin felt a little sore from the previous night, he couldn’t possibly resist since Jungkook rarely ever initiated sex between them. A couple of minutes later, since they were both getting impatient, Jungkook lubed up his member and slowly pushed it inside of Jimin’s moist, twitching entrance.

‘AH… Jungkook, how am I supposed to live without you?’ Jimin whispered with tears in his eyes as Jungkook gently thrusted inside of him. Jungkook moved closer to him, pressing his chest against Jimin’s back and wrapping his arms around him.

‘I don’t know how to answer that baby.’ Jungkook replied in a soft tone. Jimin then turned around and kissed him. Jungkook in turn lifted him up and held him up against the wall so he could continue making love to him. Jimin wrapped his arms and legs around him and moaned loudly as Jungkook provided him with the love, affection and intimacy he had been deprived of for too long.

 

***

When they finally managed to get out of the shower, the boys went downstairs to have some breakfast in the hotel’s main dining-room. Taehyung was already seated at a table and enjoying his blueberry waffles with vanilla syrup. Since they were both starving, they wasted no time in heading over to the buffet and filling their plates with scrambled eggs, bacon, sausages, muffins and some fruit salad. The second they sat down at the table, Taehyung glanced at them both and started sniggering.

‘You guys know too much sex can kill you right? I mean, Kook, you look dehydrated, and Jimin, you already look dead.’ Taehyung chuckled, causing them both to smile and lower their gaze in embarrassment.

‘Thanks for the warning Tae, we’ll keep that in mind.’ Jungkook scoffed, then poured him and Jimin some orange juice.

‘So did you have fun last night?’ Jimin asked Taehyung before taking a bite of his chocolate muffin.

‘Not as much fun as you two, but yeah, I had a great time.’ Taehyung replied, fondly smiling at Jimin whom he had really started to care for as a younger brother.

‘Tae, I can’t tell you how much I appreciate you doing this for us. I wanna talk to you about Yoongi.’ Jungkook said, making Taehyung pop his head up from his plate with an anxious expression.

‘What about Yoongi?’ Taehyung muttered, feeling rather nervous.

‘I don’t think you’ve ever been in love with anyone else. If you and Yoongi can work things out, then please do. I don’t want you to feel like you have to end things with him because of us.’ Jungkook explained in a soothing tone.

‘Kook, you and Jimin are like my best friends. How can I be with someone that’s against you?’ Taehyung pointed out, the pain and frustration from missing Yoongi blatant to see in his eyes.

‘But it doesn’t have to be either or. Maybe you can try talking to him again.’ Jimin suggested, taking his hand in an effort to console him.

‘I’ll see what happens when we get back.’ Taehyung sighed. After that the three of them continued to enjoy their breakfast with some casual conversation.

 

***

When Jungkook and Jimin got back to their hotel room after spending the entire day shopping and sightseeing, and then going to the second night of the art-festival, both of them had a saddened expression on their face. Taehyung would be out all night again with the same new friends from the previous night, so it was just the two of them alone in their suite again. Even so, neither of them initiated sex because all they could think about was the fact that Jimin would be leaving the next day. They simply sat across each other in bed, staring at each other in silence with tears streaming down their faces.

‘I can’t leave tomorrow. Please just let me stay with you.’ Jimin pleaded, taking Jungkook’s hands and moving closer.

‘Jiminie, how am I supposed to do that? Baby we’ve talked about this.’ Jungkook replied softly, struggling to maintain his composure.

‘Jungkook I can’t suffer through the next few years without you. I’ll die. I’m not trying to sound dramatic, I’ll really die.’ Jimin cried, downright sobbing in the palm of his hands. Jungkook moved closer and wrapped his arms around him.

‘Ssshh, don’t cry. We have to be strong. We’ll be together someday, I promise.’ Jungkook consoled, softly stroking his back.

‘When am I gonna see you again?’ Jimin posed, popping his head up and staring into Jungkook’s eyes.

‘Maybe in a couple of months from now, I’m not sure yet. I need to plan it out carefully.’ Jungkook answered with a sigh.

‘Why a couple of months from now?’ Jimin inquired with a puzzled look.

‘Tae said I could come over and stay with him on the weekend of his birthday. But I’m not sure yet if I can make that happen.’ Jungkook mentioned. Jimin then pulled away from the embrace and lowered his head to hide his tears.

‘So maybe, just maybe, I’ll see you in two whole months from now?’ Jimin cried yet again.

‘It’s better than nothing, right?’ Jungkook pointed out, trying to stay strong for both of them.

‘Hyung, can’t we just run away together?’ Jimin asked in a soft tone, moving into his arms again.

‘Jimin, I am in no position to take care of us right now.’ Jungkook stated firmly.

‘But I just wanna be with you.’ Jimin insisted.

‘Jiminie, I wanna be with you too, but not if I can’t give you every single thing you deserve in life.’ Jungkook countered, palming his face and kissing him on the forehead.

‘I just love you so much.’ Jimin whispered. Jungkook then pulled him into his lap and started kissing him passionately.

 

Several minutes later, it had gotten to the point where they were both naked and Jungkook was lying on top of Jimin, tenderly kissing his neck and chest while running his fingers through his soft hair. Jungkook knew Jimin must’ve felt sore, so he decided to be really gentle. After the most careful prep ever, Jungkook laid on his back and pulled Jimin on top of him. Since he was trying to be gentle, he figured it would be better if Jimin took control of things and did everything according to his pace. So Jimin started slowly riding him, moaning softly and moving Jungkook’s hands up to his chest since he loved it when Jungkook lightly squeezed his nipples.

‘Ah… ah hyung… mmph…’ Jimin moaned, throwing his head back and picking up the pace a little. Jungkook continuously licked his lips as he stared at Jimin slowly and seductively rolling his hips back and forth, biting his bottom-lip and trailing Jungkook’s hands all over his soft, sweaty body.

‘Fuck… you’re so sexy…’ Jungkook breathed, struggling to resist the urge to thrust up inside of him.

‘Hmm… ah… hyung, kiss me…’ Jimin moaned, licking his plump lips as he intensely stared into Jungkook’s glistening eyes. Jungkook instantly sat up straight, pulled him close and kissed him aggressively, both of them panting and moaning as they felt their orgasm building up. Shortly afterwards, they came together, holding each other close for several minutes, wishing they didn’t have to say goodbye. They then laid next to each other in bed, just cuddling and talking for hours until they fell asleep, hoping the next day wouldn’t come.

 

***

It was officially Sunday and Jungkook had just gotten back home to his grandparents after saying the second most painful goodbye to Jimin. The first most painful goodbye was when he had to leave home and his mother had to literally drag Jimin back inside of the house, crying, kicking and screaming so his father could take Jungkook away from them forever. At least Jungkook managed to console Jimin on that Sunday, promising him that they would see each other again soon, one way or the other.

‘Kookie, is that you? How was your gaming weekend with your friends from school?’ His grandmother asked with a fond smile as he walked into the kitchen.

‘Oh it was great grandma.’ Jungkook replied with a forced smile.

‘You don’t look so good, you feeling okay sweetie?’ She asked with concern.

‘I’m fine. I just feel a little tired.’ Jungkook lied, trying not to get close enough for her to notice that he had been crying.

‘Okay baby, why don’t you get freshened up and I’ll fix you some food, okay?’ She said with a smile. Jungkook nodded with a  fake smile and went upstairs to his room. The second he closed the door, he crashed on his bed and started to weep uncontrollably. He moved his hand closer to his face and trailed his finger across the ring Jimin gave him.

‘Please be mine forever… please…’ Jungkook cried as he pressed his thumb against the encryption of Jimin’s name. After managing to regain his composure, he went back downstairs and returned to his ‘new’ everyday life, a life without Jimin.

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Two Months Later…

Taehyung was doing some last-minute shopping for his birthday party. Since his father was overjoyed that he’s finally living with him, he decided to throw him a huge party. Taehyung could have everything that he asked for, except for the strippers of course. The last couple of months had been rather difficult for him. Ever since he learned of Yoongi’s betrayal, they hadn’t seen much of each other. They only ever saw each other at school every now and then. Yoongi tried to approach him and reached out to him several times, but Taehyung ignored all of it. While he knew for a fact that he still loved him, Taehyung couldn’t figure out how they could possibly make their relationship work. Despite all that frustration, he was excited for his birthday. Jungkook was able to arrange things so he could attend. At least he would have a fun weekend with his best friend whom he hadn’t seen in two months. He was also happy that Jimin would finally get see Jungkook again. The past couple of  months had after all been rather difficult for Jimin as well. Taehyung was browsing through some extra decorations when he felt a light tap on his shoulder.

‘Um hey.’ Taehyung said in a soft tone upon turning around to discover Yoongi staring at him with a saddened expression.

‘Waw, you actually said something.’ Yoongi scoffed, fighting back tears.

‘Right. I should go.’ Taehyung retorted, then started walking off only to have Yoongi grab his arm to stop him.

‘Tae can we please just talk? Fuck, I’ve missed you so much!’ Yoongi pleaded on the verge of tears.

‘There’s nothing left to say.’ Taehyung stated firmly, pulling his arm away.

‘So you don’t love me anymore?’ Yoongi whispered, tears streaming down his face.

‘Fuck Yoongi, of course I still love you! But how could you do that to my best friends?’ Taehyung said with a deep sigh, fighting off tears. If he was being honest, he had missed Yoongi terribly.

‘Tae I don’t know how you can be okay with them, but I still wanna be with you. Can’t we just be together without making them any kind of an issue?’ Yoongi insisted, moving closer to him. Taehyung wanted to step back but when he felt Yoongi’s palms on his chest, all he wanted was to grab him and kiss him. To that effect, he pulled Yoongi closer by his hips, their faces just inches apart.

‘Fuck, I’ve missed you too.’ Taehyung whispered, intently staring into his eyes. Yoongi couldn’t contain himself any longer, he leaped forward and smashed their lips together. Both of them were panting and moaning into the kiss, overwhelmed by the intensity of it.

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After 20 minutes of driving way past the speed limit, both Yoongi and Taehyung arrived at Taehyung’s house. After their intense kiss, neither of them bothered saying anything else once Yoongi said, ‘I want you to fuck me.’. Clearly, they still had a lot to discuss, but for the time being, they just wanted to feel that satisfying intimacy again. It wasn’t just that they both craved sex. Despite everything, they were still deeply in love with each other. Along with everything else, they had missed each other’s touch more than anything. So when they got to Taehyung’s bedroom, they wasted no time in undressing quickly and getting into bed. Taehyung was lying on his back, both of them naked with Yoongi kissing his neck and chest while he grinded their erections against each other.

‘So what are we doing?’ Taehyung asked, causing Yoongi to pop his head up with a smile.

‘I told you, I want you to fuck me.’ Yoongi smirked, gently running his fingers through his hair.

‘Wait, you want me to top?’ Taehyung posed, a bit surprised.

‘Tae… I need you to top.’ Yoongi whispered, slightly blushing, and Taehyung just loved seeing such a submissive side to him. Without hesitating, he quickly flipped Yoongi unto his back and started trailing wet kisses down his body. Then he spread his legs apart as far as he could and instructed Yoongi to hold them up. Yoongi in turn licked his lips and grabbed his legs, obediently holding them up and spread apart. Taehyung gripped his hips and pulled him a bit closer, then firmly grabbed his mounds to pull his body up enough for him to bury his face in between those cheeks.

‘AAHH!’ Yoongi gasped loudly, throwing his head back when he felt Taehyung’s tongue on his rim. It really took him by surprise. He thought Taehyung was simply going to prep him and then go in. Of course, it was a very pleasant surprise. Taehyung was introducing him to new realms of pleasure and he couldn’t get enough of it. Since he had to hold his legs up, he couldn’t stroke his throbbing dick and it was killing him. Taehyung was licking and sucking on his twitching entrance nonstop and Yoongi could feel his orgasm getting closer by the second. He couldn’t take it anymore, he had to touch himself, so he let go of his right leg and started quickly stroking himself.

‘Did I say you could touch yourself? Hold your legs up.’ Taehyung instructed firmly in his deep tone of voice, dominantly staring into Yoongi’s eyes. Yoongi let out a soft whimper and bit his bottom lip. He didn’t think it was possible for him to feel more aroused, but seeing Taehyung’s dominant, aggressive side for the very first time took things to a whole different level.

‘Okay… I’m sorry.’ Yoongi replied softly with his gaze lowered. Once he held his legs up again, Taehyung scoffed and grabbed a bottle of lube. After putting some of it on two of his fingers, he gently rubbed them against Yoongi’s moist, twitching hole then pushed them in, making Yoongi arch his back and whine at the overstimulation.

‘I’m gonna make you feel really good.’ Taehyung smirked, fingering him hard and fast, reducing him to a moaning mess. Then he suddenly leaned down and took Yoongi’s twitching length in his mouth. Yoongi’s mind went completely blank. All he thought, felt and knew was intoxicating pleasure.

‘Ah Tae… AH!... fuck I’m gonna cum, ah-ah… Tae! I’m gonna—FUCK!’ Yoongi screamed out, coming in Taehyung’s mouth, his body shuddering in pleasure for several seconds.

‘Poor sensitive baby, are you tired?’ Taehyung scoffed teasingly, looking down at Yoongi closing his eyes and panting for air.

‘That was…’ Yoongi started to say but stopped, both of them bursting out in laughter. Yoongi then pulled Taehyung on top of him and started kissing him softly. After a few more minutes of tender kissing, Yoongi wrapped his legs around him and pulled him closer.

‘Are you sure?’ Taehyung asked in a soft tone, fondly smiling at him. Yoongi choked down a sob and nodded, caressing Taehyung’s face as he fought back tears. Taehyung then leaned down and kissed him again while slowly pushing his length in.

‘AH… Tae, I love you… I love you so much.’ Yoongi whispered with tears streaming down his face, lightly scratching Taehyung’s back as he gently thrusted inside of him.

‘I love you too…’ Taehyung breathed, staring into his eyes as he picked up the pace. They kept staring into each other’s eyes and the intensity was driving them crazy.

‘Harder.’ Yoongi moaned, lustfully staring into his hazel eyes. Taehyung heeded his request and thrusted harder, causing both of them to moan from the overstimulation.

‘Fuck I’m gonna cum.’ Taehyung panted.

‘Don’t look away.’ Yoongi whimpered, grabbing his neck. They continued to stare deeply into each other’s eyes until they both had one of the most intense and satisfying orgasms ever. After they came down, they laid next to each other in bed, simply staring up at the ceiling in silence.

‘Yoongi, that was amazing, but there’s still a lot we need to discuss.’ Taehyung finally said, getting back to reality.

‘Yeah I know. Look, I just wanna be with you. I’m sorry for betraying your friends, but I still don’t approve of them and I never will. But Tae, can’t we just keep that separate? I won’t interfere with their lives and your friendship with them, I promise.’ Yoongi said in all honesty, sitting up and looking at him with such sincerity. Taehyung let out a deep sigh and sat up as well.

‘I wish it was that simple. I don’t wanna keep you all separate, all of you mean so much to me.’ Taehyung replied with a sad expression on his face.

‘Tae please don’t ask so much of me? I just can’t be okay with what they’re doing. But why should that have to affect you and me? Tae, those two months we spent apart was unbearable. After finally being with you again, touching you, kissing you, feeling you inside of me, how can I keep going on without you?’ Yoongi said softly, both of them crying, overwhelmed by his deep and meaningful confession. Taehyung palmed his face and kissed him passionately.

‘I don’t know if this can work.’ Taehyung admitted, crying as he held Yoongi in his arms.

‘Can we at least try?’ Yoongi insisted, looking up into his eyes with tears streaming down his face. In that moment, all Taehyung felt was his immense love for him, so he smiled and caressed his flushed cheek.

‘Okay.’ Taehyung whispered, causing Yoongi to break down crying, downright sobbing as he held him tight, overjoyed that they could finally be together.

 

***

Jungkook was in a cab on his way to Taehyung’s house. Taehyung had just sent him a text on his second phone that no one knew of, to inform him that he went out with Yoongi to pick up some snacks and other things he had ordered for his birthday party, and that he would leave the front door unlocked for him since his father wasn’t home either. Jungkook felt really happy when he read that text because he knew just how much Taehyung had missed being with Yoongi. It made him happy that they managed to work things out, after all, Taehyung was his best friend and Jungkook wanted only good things for him. Although he had been anticipating that weekend for a while, when the cab pulled up in front of Taehyung’s house, Jungkook felt instantly anxious. He hadn’t spoken to Jimin at all for the past two months and every time he asked Taehyung how he was doing, he’d simply sigh and say that Jimin missed him. While there could’ve been some ways for them to keep in touch, albeit, not frequently, Jungkook still chose not to contact Jimin. At first, he was afraid of taking that risk. He was also worried that it might make their separation more painful, keeping in touch, but still so far away. About 6 weeks ago however, a new reason came along. Jungkook was still required to attend counseling twice a week. But given that he had been doing so well lately, he was told he’d only have to start going twice a month and just to check in. If he continued doing well, he would soon be able to stop everything all together and simply move on with his life. When he got inside of Taehyung’s house, he found a note saying that he should put his bags in the guestroom. Jungkook chuckled to himself thinking, ‘Where else should I put my bags?’. As soon as he opened the door to the guestroom, Jimin leaped into his arms. The anxiety Jungkook already felt started getting more intense by the second. Yet he still wrapped his arms around Jimin and struggled to organize his thoughts, he had to make sure he said all the right things in all the right ways.

‘Hyung I missed you so much.’ Jimin cried, slowly letting go and fondly smiling at Jungkook. After seeing the blank expression on Jungkook’s face, Jimin knew right away that something was really wrong.

‘Hey Jiminie, I missed you too. Um, I didn’t know you’d be here already.’ Jungkook said with a forced smile, walking towards the bed and putting his bags down.

‘Tae thought it would be a nice surprise.’ Jimin replied, walking up to him and wrapping his arms around him, softly kissing the back of his neck. Jungkook closed his eyes and struggled not to give in to the stimulation. It was almost as if he had forgotten the feeling of Jimin’s soft lips. When he turned around to face him, Jimin tried to kiss him, but he moved away.

‘Jimin, there are some things we need to talk about.’ Jungkook stated firmly, taking a seat on the bed and motioning for Jimin to sit next to him.

‘Yeah I figured. You seem really off.’ Jimin pointed out, taking a seat next to him.

‘Okay, now, just hear me out first. Give me a chance to really explain everything before you—’

‘Kook where’s the ring I gave you?!’ Jimin interjected when he glanced down to discover Jungkook’s bare hand.

‘Oh the ring? I still have it of course, I’m just not wearing it right now.’ Jungkook scoffed, trying to use laughter to lighten the mood. But Jimin simply stared at him with pain and disappointment.

‘But you promised never to take it off.’ Jimin mentioned, fighting back tears. The second Jungkook walked in, Jimin noticed that he had changed back into the Jungkook that completely ignored his existence. It seemed as if he went back to being the cold and distant older brother who really couldn’t care less about him.

‘There’s really no need to get so upset.’ Jungkook sighed, then took out his phone to check the message he had just received.

‘Kook, what is that? That’s not your phone.’ Jimin inquired with a puzzled expression.

‘Uh, this is my secret phone. A friend got it for me a few weeks ago. I told her that my phone records get monitored, so she got me this prepaid phone.’ Jungkook informed.

‘She?’ Jimin asked in a soft tone, instantly suspicious.

‘Yeah. I made some friends at school. Jennie and I became really close, she’s pretty cool. Don’t worry, I didn’t tell her anything about why my phone records get checked.’ Jungkook scoffed, smiling as he quickly typed in a message on his new phone. Jimin stared at him with tears streaming down his face, frustrated since he no longer recognized the Jungkook he was in love with.

‘Let me get this straight, you have a new secret phone yet you didn’t bother to contact me? Also, what the fuck do you have going on with this Jennie?!’ Jimin demanded, breaking down in tears.

‘Jimin, please don’t cry. Look, I’m sorry, but you don’t know how much I’ve suffered since Mom and Dad kicked me out. Do you have any idea how frustrating it was for me to move someplace new and start a new school where I knew absolutely nobody? And on top of that, I was forced to go to counseling twice a week like some fucking sociopath. Being away from you was hard, but going through all that torture was worse. Things have finally started to get better for me. Jimin, I feel normal again. I made some cool new friends, I’ve started to like exploring and hanging out in the capital, it’s a really cool place to live. I’ve already started checking into universities with my friends. Cherry on top, I only go to therapy twice a month since I’m doing so well. My doctor said that I’m finally getting to a better, stable place and that if I keep it up, I can just move on with my life. Jimin, I really want that.’ Jungkook explained in full detail, gently stroking Jimin’s back in an effort to console him.

‘I get it, you just want a normal life.’ Jimin sniffed, wiping his tears and composing himself.

‘Yeah Jimin, I do.’ Jungkook reiterated.

‘A life without me?’ Jimin asked softly, tears welling up again.

‘Well, being with you isn’t normal.’ Jungkook said in a serious tone. Jimin felt his heart shatter into a million pieces.

‘So this Jennie, are you dating her?’ Jimin asked, unsure as to why he felt the need to suffer even more.

‘She makes me happy Jimin. When I’m with her, I feel like just any regular person. Can you blame me for wanting that? I want a normal life, a good future, a family.’ Jungkook continued, adding to Jimin’s pain.

‘If you’re done with me then why did you come here?’ Jimin asked, choking down his sobs.

‘I didn’t come here for you. I came here for Tae.’ Jungkook answered in a much too harsh tone.

‘Well, I guess I underestimated therapy. So I guess you’re cured now?’ Jimin said sarcastically, struggling to mask his pain.

‘Whatever. I think you should go.’ Jungkook retorted. Jimin wiped his tears, stood up and started walking towards the door. When he got to the door however, he suddenly stopped, turned around and started undressing. Jungkook didn’t realize what was happening since he was busy on his phone.

‘You still want me Jungkook.’ Jimin said in a soft tone, causing Jungkook to pop his head up from his phone and practically choke on his saliva once he saw Jimin’s beautiful naked body. Jimin started slowly walking up to him and Jungkook wanted to stop him, but he was frozen in his place and speechless. When Jimin climbed into his lap, Jungkook lost all sense of control. He pulled Jimin closer and started kissing his neck and chest. Jimin broke down in tears and held him tight, grinding down on his growing erection. Right when Jimin was about to remind him just how much he missed him, loved him and knew with all his heart that they belonged together, Jungkook suddenly pushed him off of him and stood up.

‘I’m not doing this again Jimin. I mean it, this is over. Get out.’ Jungkook sneered, furiously glaring at him. Jimin quickly got dressed in tears and left, certain that he no longer had any reason left to live.

Chapter Text

Jungkook was having breakfast in Taehyung’s kitchen. He was up really early, not that it mattered since he could barely sleep the previous night. All he did since he saw Jimin the day before, was think about him. It pained him to his very core to watch him storm out in tears after all the hurtful things Jungkook said to him. Of course, Jungkook didn’t mean any of it, but Jimin could never know the truth. Jungkook knew he would see Jimin again later on that day for Taehyung’s birthday party. While he was on his way over to Taehyung’s house, he tried so hard to prepare himself for what he had to do. But the moment Jimin leaped into his arms, all he wanted was to hold him, kiss him and tell him just how much he loves him, how much he always has and always will love him. Despite the pain Jungkook knew he was causing both of them, he knew it was time to let go and he was determined in his decision to do so. Taehyung then walked into the kitchen with a yawn.

‘Morning Kook, sleep well?’ Taehyung asked with a smile, taking a seat across him at the kitchen table.

‘Morning. How could I sleep when you and Yoongi were having some kinda sex marathon.’ Jungkook scoffed, arching an eyebrow at him, making him blush in embarrassment.

‘You could hear us?’ Taehyung asked with his gaze lowered.

‘Only all night long.’ Jungkook chuckled.

‘Sorry about that.’ Taehyung replied in a soft tone while trying not to smile.

‘That’s fine. So where is Yoongi?’ Jungkook questioned, gazing around.

‘Oh he left really early this morning. He has to help his Dad out at his office. He won’t be back until the party.’ Taehyung informed as he poured some cereal into his bowl.

‘Okay cool. You know, I never took Yoongi for a bottom.’ Jungkook scoffed as he watched Taehyung turn bright red.

‘How do you—um, how do you know he is?’ Taehyung asked in a soft tone with a curious smile.

‘Well he was screaming something like, “Your dick feels so good Oppa!”.’ Jungkook replied, purposefully moaning out the sentence, both of them bursting out in laughter afterwards.

‘We switch things up. Anyways, I wanna talk to you about something.’ Taehyung said after they both stopped laughing. There was a serious tone in his voice when he said the last part and Jungkook knew exactly what he was getting at.

‘Sure what’s up?’ Jungkook asked with a sigh, playing along.

‘Kook, Jimin called me yesterday. When Yoongi and I got back, I asked you where he is and you just said he had to leave, nothing else. But he called me about an hour later and told me everything that happened.’ Taehyung stated with a serious expression on his face.

‘Okay, so what’s your question?’ Jungkook posed, slightly annoyed.

‘First off all, why’d you lie to me? Second of all, what the hell?! You broke up with him?! And you’re seeing some girl? None of this makes any sense to me, so you better start talking!’ Taehyung demanded. Jungkook then decided to open up to him and confess everything.

‘Fine, I’ll explain everything. But Tae, you have to promise me to keep all of it to yourself, Jimin can never know.’ Jungkook insisted, a desperate look on his face.

‘I’m starting to get a little scared, but okay, I promise.’ Taehyung obliged.

‘Ever since I moved to the capital, my life has been living hell. It wasn’t just being away from Jimin, it was the forced Cognitive Behavioral Therapy.’ Jungkook mentioned as he looked away, fighting back tears.

‘Kook, I’m sorry, I don’t really know what that means.’ Taehyung replied softly, taking Jungkook’s hand in an effort to console him.

‘The therapist I was sent to, he diagnosed me with Unspecified Paraphilic Disorder. So basically I had to undergo a similar type of treatment for people with a psychosexual disorder.’ Jungkook added, finally looking up at Taehyung with tears streaming down his face. Taehyung’s eyes were widened in shock and disbelief. Without even realizing it, he started crying as well.

‘Kook, what the fuck? That’s not true! You don’t have some fucking disorder!’ Taehyung snapped, crying his eyes out as he thought about how much Jungkook must’ve suffered.

‘I honestly don’t know anymore. At least they didn’t make me take any meds, they wanted to, but my Uncle Jin stepped in and said it wasn’t necessary.’ Jungkook added with a loud sigh.

‘Is that why you ended things with Jimin? Because those bastards made you think you have some kind of psychotic disorder?’ Taehyung questioned, still struggling to process everything.

‘No, that’s not the reason. I don’t think I’m some sociopath, but they have convinced me that I took advantage of Jimin for my own selfish pleasure. Jimin is just a kid, and he’s my brother, I never should’ve done such things to him. It was wrong and in doing so, I almost ruined his life. I want him to get over everything and move on. I want him to have a normal and happy life. I can’t be so selfish and keep him to myself. All I’ve ever done is hurt him.’ Jungkook explained, then he broke down crying. Taehyung quickly rushed to him and hugged him.

‘Jungkook how can you say that? You never took advantage of him! You and Jimin love each other, that’s all it is. You have to believe that!’ Taehyung soothed as he held Jungkook tight and cried with him.

‘I can’t hold him back from having a normal life anymore. He’s not the one with the problem, I am. That’s why I’m in therapy and he isn’t.’ Jungkook said when he regained his composure.

‘And what if Jimin doesn’t want that “normal” life? What if he only wants you?’ Taehyung pressed, intently staring into his eyes.

‘Then I’ll be right here, waiting. But right now, I need to let him go, because if there’s even a slight chance that he can have a normal life filled with happiness, then I can’t just take that away from him.’ Jungkook answered in a firm tone.

‘Jungkook, are you sure about this?’ Taehyung pleaded on the verge of tears again.

‘Yes I’m sure. Tae, I love him so much. I just want him to be happy. All I can give him is a life filled with lies and secrecy and shame. I don’t want him to suffer like that.’ Jungkook cried. Taehyung then wrapped his arms around him once more and consoled him. After several minutes of crying together, they finally managed to calm down. Then they started making preparations for the party.

 

***

Despite everything that had happened the previous day, Jimin still went to Taehyung’s birthday party. After all, Taehyung was a very good friend of his. While he cried himself to sleep the previous night because of Jungkook, Jimin still felt the need to see him again. Even if Jungkook ended things and started seeing someone else, Jimin knew in his heart that he could only be his. Jungkook may have moved on, but Jimin felt certain that he never could. To that effect, he wanted to see Jungkook again. Another reason was that Jimin could feel it in his soul when Jungkook held him and kissed him the previous day, that the love, passion and desire was still there. There was just something in the way Jungkook touched him. But after everything Jungkook said to him afterwards, Jimin became doubtful. Was he just struggling to hold on when there was nothing left anymore? As soon as Jimin arrived at the party, his gaze met a familiar face. He had every intention of simply walking passed him, but the familiar face then smiled at him and started approaching him. Jimin didn’t want to be rude, so he smiled back and stopped in his tracks.

‘Hi, I think I’ve seen you before a few times at the Art Academy.’ The kind stranger said with a bright smile.

‘Oh right, I’ve seen you too a few times. Do you go to school with Tae?’ Jimin asked with a friendly smile.

‘Yeah I do.’ He answered.

‘Then you must know my brother too.’ Jimin added with a feigned smile.

‘I do? Who’s your brother?’ He asked with a curious smile.

‘Jeon Jungkook.’ Jimin responded, his smile fading a little.

‘Jungkook? He’s your brother? Is it true that he was sent to rehab?’ The stranger asked with a chuckle, making Jimin chuckle as well at that ridiculous rumor.

‘No, he just lives with my grandparents now. So what do you study at the Art Academy?’ Jimin questioned, eager to change the topic.

‘Modern Dance. I’ve always been into dancing, but I never took the time to pursue it. I figured, I should probably start before it’s too late. So for the past couple of months I’ve been taking a class. You’re a painter right? I always see you carrying a canvas.’ He pointed out.

‘Yes, I am.’ Jimin replied with a nod.

‘Nice. Oh, I’m Hoseok by the way.’ He finally mentioned with a sunshine smile.

‘Nice to meet you, I’m Jimin.’ Jimin said as he smiled back and shook his hand.

‘You’re probably already seeing someone, but I’d like to get to know you. Ever since I first saw you at the Academy, I’ve kinda had a crush on you.’ Hoseok confessed in an anxious tone, trying hard not to blush.

‘Really? That’s very sweet. I’m actually not seeing anyone, so I guess it would be fine if we hung out or something.’ Jimin pointed out, causing Hoseok’s eyes to brighten with hope and joy.

‘Um—I would… uh, I would really—um, I’d love that.’ Hoseok stuttered, overly nervous and excited. Jimin chuckled at his overwhelming cuteness.

‘Great. Let me give you my number.’ Jimin scoffed. After he gave Hoseok his phone number, he finally went inside, gave Taehyung his gift and spent the evening socializing with friends as if nothing was the matter. While he occasionally caught Jungkook glancing towards him, they avoided each other all throughout the party. But Jimin had already decided to speak with him once everyone had taken off.

 

***

The last guest finally left around 2 AM and Jimin was sitting outside on the balcony struggling to organize his thoughts. Taehyung and Yoongi retreated to Taehyung’s bedroom for another sex-marathon and Jungkook was in the kitchen cleaning up since he didn’t want to be an imposing guest in Taehyung’s father’s house. Jimin was trying to figure out how he should approach Jungkook. Whatever he wanted to say, he had to make it quick because his mother would be picking him up in a few minutes. To that effect, he took a deep breath and went inside. Jungkook was done cleaning up and was headed to the guestroom when his gaze caught Jimin’s. Jimin choked down a sob and walked up to him.

‘Oh, I didn’t know you were still here.’ Jungkook said, lying of course. It was merely a sad attempt at starting up a conversation.

‘Mom is on her way to pick me up. Speaking of, do Mom and Dad know you’re here?’ Jimin asked, blankly staring at him.

‘No they don’t, and I’d like to keep it that way.’ Jungkook pointed out.

‘Sure. I won’t say anything.’ Jimin replied with a nod. All of a sudden, he was at a complete loss for words.

‘So I saw you talking to Hoseok. What was that about?’ Jungkook asked with a curious expression, struggling to mask his jealousy.

‘He started going to the Art Academy. We just talked for a few minutes, no big deal.’ Jimin answered, fighting back tears. That whole conversation felt so awkward and forced.

‘Okay cool. Well, I’m gonna go to my room. I don’t want Mom to see me.’ Jungkook said with a loud sigh.

‘Hyung, do you really not love me anymore? Was all of it for nothing? Did I give my heart to you just so you could shatter me to pieces?’ Jimin cried, downright sobbing as he struggled to keep his balance. His outburst tugged at Jungkook’s heart, so he rushed to him and held him in his arms since it seemed like he was going to crash to the floor at any second.

‘Jiminie, I have truly loved you and I always will. I need you to know that everything we shared meant so much to me. But we can’t keep doing this. We both need to let this go and move on. That mistake doesn’t have to define us forever.’ Jungkook said in an effort to console him. However, the moment Jungkook said the word “mistake”, Jimin shoved him off and angrily glared at him.

‘That mistake? Is that what you call my love for you? A FUCKING MISTAKE?!’ Jimin snapped, shouting the last part so loud that Taehyung rushed out of his bedroom to check in on them.

‘Guys, keep it down. My Dad is asleep upstairs.’ Taehyung warned, throwing them both a cautious glance. When he saw the broken state Jimin was in, he almost felt like telling him the truth behind Jungkook’s sudden “change” in behavior.

‘Sorry Tae. You don’t have to worry, I think I hear a car pulling up. Jimin, Mom’s here. You should fix yourself up and leave.’ Jungkook said in a firm tone, blankly staring at him.

‘Yeah I should go. Well it was nice seeing you brother, have a good life.’ Jimin retorted after he managed to regain his composure. He then left Taehyung and Jungkook standing in the kitchen with blank expressions. The moment he walked out the door, Jungkook rushed to the guestroom in tears. He rummaged through all of his luggage until he found what he was looking for. With tears incessantly streaming down his face, he slipped on the ring Jimin gave him for his birthday.

‘In my heart, I’ll always belong to you.’ Jungkook whispered, trailing his finger across Jimin’s name. That night he cried himself to sleep, but of course, Jimin did the same.

Chapter Text

Two Years Later…

Jimin was driving over to Hoseok’s house. Hoseok had moved away after graduating high-school since he wanted to attend a university at the other side of the country. They had been dating for almost 2 years. Even after Hoseok moved away, they kept  their relationship intact by talking regularly and Hoseok would visit as often as he could. Most universities, including the one Jungkook was attending, were presently on break. Hoseok’s family planned a welcome-home-surprise-party for him and being that Jimin was his boyfriend, he was expected to attend. As Jimin parked his car in the driveway, he suddenly felt very overwhelmed. He hadn’t seen Hoseok in months and he missed him terribly. But that wasn’t the main reason why he had been feeling so overwhelmed for the past few days. That week was going to be his parents’ 20th wedding anniversary. Since it was such a special occasion and they had a huge party planned, their parents actually agreed to have Jungkook stay with them for the week that he had off from college. Jimin hadn’t seen or heard anything whatsoever from Jungkook for over 2 years. So when his parents told him that Jungkook would be coming home for a week, Jimin had absolutely no idea how to process that. Should he be happy? Should he be worried or sad? When he finally rang the doorbell after standing in front of the door in silence for a few minutes, he decided to put everything related to Jungkook on hold for the time being.

‘Jiminie! You’re finally here! Come in quickly! Hoseok should be here soon!’ Hoseok’s sister said with much enthusiasm. Jimin kindly smiled back and walked in to join the surprise. After just a couple of minutes of being inside and making small-talk with Hoseok’s father, the doorbell rang again and everyone knew it was Hoseok. Jimin put his best smile on as his boyfriend’s sister went to open the door to him. The second Hoseok walked in with his bright sunshine smile, he gravitated towards Jimin, the boy he loved more than life itself. Jimin chuckled softly as Hoseok lifted him up into his arms and held him tight.

‘Hi baby! I missed you so much…’ Hoseok said with tears in his eyes as he softly caressed Jimin’s flushed cheek. Hoseok truly couldn’t believe how lucky he was to have Jimin in his life. Jimin in turn really valued their relationship as well. He had never felt so loved and appreciated before. Hoseok practically worshipped the ground he walked on, but Jimin, being the kind person that he is, never took advantage of Hoseok’s immense love for him.

~~~

After enjoying a pleasant meal with Hoseok’s family, Jimin and Hoseok retreated to Hoseok’s bedroom so they could “catch-up” on things. The second Hoseok closed the door behind them, he palmed Jimin’s face and kissed him tenderly.

‘I can’t believe I’ve been away from you for 3 months!’ Hoseok whispered as he trailed kisses down Jimin’s neck. Jimin wrapped his arms around him and smiled as he enjoyed his warm affections.

‘I know, I really missed you.’ Jimin said softly, fondly smiling at him. Hoseok lifted him up once more and gently placed him on his bed. Hoseok always treated Jimin like he was the most precious and delicate thing on the planet. In the 2 years that they had been together, Hoseok never came to realize that Jimin secretly liked it rough. And even if he did find that out, his immense love for Jimin would never let him treat Jimin with anything other than respect and consideration. That’s why Hoseok had absolutely no problem with Jimin making him wait for over a year before they actually had sex. Jimin had a lot of doubts when they first started dating and Hoseok was very considerate since Jimin mentioned a past relationship that nearly broke him. Presently, Hoseok was kissing Jimin’s soft skin anywhere he could. When he felt Jimin trying to remove his shirt, he let out a soft gasp and popped his head up, intently staring down into Jimin’s deep brown eyes.

‘We don’t have to do this now. I mean, if you don’t want to.’ Hoseok assured, fondly smiling at him.

‘Babe, I haven’t seen you in 3 months, we’re doing this now.’ Jimin scoffed, then licked his lips and pulled Hoseok down, kissing him passionately. Hoseok moaned into the kiss as he was reminded of Jimin’s ever so captivating touch. Before they knew it, they were both naked and Hoseok was eagerly kneeling between Jimin’s legs, gently prepping him with his fingers. Jimin was grinding down on his fingers, moaning softly, licking and biting his lips and Hoseok couldn’t even understand how he was still alive. Jimin and his overpowering sexiness would be the death of him.

‘Are you ready?’ Hoseok breathed, gently thrusting his lubed-up fingers in and out while struggling to keep calm.

‘Are you serious? I’m ready to cum!’ Jimin chuckled, making Hoseok chuckle as well. Jimin never rushed him because he understood that Hoseok was very respectful towards him, something that Jimin truly valued in their relationship. After applying a generous amount of lube on his throbbing member, Hoseok carefully straddled Jimin and pushed his tip in, making him gasp while he arched his back.

‘Am I hurting you?’ Hoseok asked with concern.

‘No babe, it’s fine. It’s just been a while.’ Jimin chuckled, softly caressing his face. Once he felt reassured, Hoseok slowly pushed the rest of his length in and started thrusting at a gentle but very deep pace. Since Hoseok was rather impressive in size, the sex didn’t even need to be aggressive for Jimin to feel fucked out of his mind. He dug his nails into Hoseok’s back, pulling him closer with each thrust, wanting to feel more of him.

‘Fuck Jiminie… I missed you…’ Hoseok breathed, picking up the pace a little as he felt his orgasm building up. Although Jimin was the only person Hoseok had ever had sex with, he felt certain that sex could not get any better than it was with Jimin, the love of his life. Hoseok had never before met anyone so beautiful, kind, caring and artistic. In Hoseok’s eyes, heart and mind, Jimin was the definition of perfection. More than anything, he just wanted to spend the rest of his life making Jimin as happy as he possibly could.

‘Hoseokie… I’m gonna cum!’ Jimin moaned with his eyes closed, dragging his fingernails down Hoseok’s back, making him hiss at the burning sensation of it. As soon as Jimin came, Hoseok came as well. The pair of them then cuddled and started to actually catch up on things.

 

***

 

The following day…

Jungkook anxiously got out of the cab that drove him to his parents’ house. He hadn’t been home in almost 3 years and he honestly felt like that place wasn’t even his home anymore. It felt so strange and unsettling to walk up the porch and ring the doorbell. In addition to all that, Jimin, being that Jimin was 16, was still living at home and would to that effect certainly be there. They hadn’t spoken in over 2 years and Jungkook didn’t even know what Jimin currently looked like. Whenever his parents went over to visit him, they would never mention Jimin or show him pictures of him. It was like their parents just wanted both of them to forget the other’s existence. Given all that, Jungkook had no idea why his parents suddenly decided to have him over for a week. He knew it was their 20th anniversary, but he was very surprised to hear that he was even invited to the party, let alone stay at home for a week, especially since Jimin was still living there. Nevertheless, Jungkook accepted their invitation and went back to the place he once called home. When the door was finally opened to him, his mother broke down in tears and pulled him into her arms. Jungkook felt even more unsettled but he hugged her back anyways.

‘My beautiful boy! You’re finally home again.’ She cried as she palmed his face and stared at him with affection. Jungkook forced a smile as he thought to himself, “What the hell! You kicked me out, remember?!”

‘It’s good to see you Mom.’ Jungkook said instead. They then walked in and took a seat in the living-room. Before his mother could say anything else, they were both startled by the sound of footsteps coming down the stairs. Knowing that it was his father, Jungkook stood up and took a deep breath.

‘Kook my boy!’ His father said with a bright smile, rushing towards him so he could embrace him. Jungkook closed his eyes and let out a deep sigh as he enjoyed the warmth of his father’s embrace. Over the years, he harbored a lot of hate and resentment towards his parents. But despite everything that had happened, they were still his parents, the people he owed his life to.

‘Dad, you look great.’ Jungkook said with a sincere smile. His father had been struggling with some health issues and Jungkook felt relieved that he finally started doing better.

‘Not as great as you son, look at you! You’re practically a man now!’ His father scoffed, admiring his strong and strapping 19-yearold son. The moment Jungkook got there, he started furtively glancing around for Jimin, but there was no sign of him. Since he was too scared to ask, he simply sat in the living-room with his parents as they brought him some refreshments and asked about his college life, basically treating him like the guest he was in their home.

~~~

Meanwhile, Jimin was sitting at his desk, sobbing in the palm of his hands. Nothing could prepare him for seeing Jungkook again. After he got home from Hoseok’s house the previous day, he practically cried himself to sleep. Despite everything, Jungkook still had such a strong hold on him. His bedroom was far from the living-room so he couldn’t hear anything that went on there. But he knew Jungkook had arrived when he suddenly felt his heart skip a beat. Along with that rush of anxiety, he also felt overwhelming sadness. He simply couldn’t stop himself from crying. It had been over 2 years. Jimin didn’t even know what Jungkook had grown up to look like. Several minutes later, after he finally managed to calm down, he fixed himself up and left his bedroom. The moment he walked into the living-room, Jungkook glanced up and they shared the most intense moment of eye-contact in the history of life itself.

‘Oh good, Jiminie, come and say hi to your brother.’ His mother said, anxiously smiling at him. Jimin choked down a sob and slowly walked up to the couch his mother was sitting on.

‘Hi hyung.’ Jimin managed to say, his voice trembling. Jimin was sitting next to his mother on the couch across the one that Jungkook and their father were sitting on.

‘Hey Jimin.’ Jungkook mumbled, quickly sniffing as he fought back tears. Jimin lowered his head in an effort to hide the tears that started streaming down his face.

‘Hon, maybe we should give the boys a minute.’ Their father suggested. Their mother felt very uncertain about that idea but since they were in the living-room, she and their father awkwardly smiled at them for a second and walked away, not too far away of course. Once their parents were out of sight, Jimin finally glanced up at Jungkook again with tears incessantly streaming down his face. Jungkook leaped forward and got on his knees before him, palming his face as he broke down crying as well.

‘Jiminie… you look so big!’ Jungkook pointed out, both of them laughing at that remark.

‘Yeah I got big.’ Jimin chuckled, pulling Jungkook up so he could sit next to him. Jimin then threw himself into his older brother’s arms and cried. Jungkook held him tight and cried with him.

‘I missed your warmth.’ Jungkook whispered, causing Jimin to pop his head up and stare into his eyes. Since Jungkook understood that Jimin’s expression meant, “Careful, they’re not too far, they’ll hear you.” , he nodded and pulled away from the embrace.

‘Hyung, you look so—I mean, you’re so different! You look like an adult!’ Jimin scoffed, making Jungkook blush in embarrassment.

‘I kinda am an adult now. I live alone and I have a part-time job.’ Jungkook sighed as Jimin fondly smiled at him. Despite everything, it felt really nice to have his big brother back home.

~~~

During the first family dinner they’d had in a really long time, everyone seemed to be in an upbeat mood. Mrs. Jeon had prepared all of Jungkook’s favorite meals and the conversations had never been more pleasant. They talked about Jungkook’s experiences in college where he was studying International Business Management and Jimin’s early acceptance to a very reputable art institute in Europe. Mr. and Mrs. Jeon were finally at ease now that it seemed that both of their boys were doing so well. It was all going exceedingly well until the doorbell rang and Jimin jumped out of his seat, rushing to the front-door with an eager smile.

‘Who’s here?’ Jungkook asked with a curious smile. His parents both had a slightly worried expression on their faces and Jungkook didn’t even need to hear Hoseok’s voice to have his suspicions confirmed. While his parents never mentioned much of Jimin during their visits, his mother did let it slip once that Jimin was dating someone. The moment Jimin walked back into the kitchen with Hoseok, clutching to him with a soft smile on his face, Jungkook had to clench his fists to remain calm.

‘Hi Mr. and Mrs. Jeon. And Jungkook! It’s so good to finally see you again!’ Hoseok said with a bright smile as he took a seat next to Jimin across of Jungkook.

‘Jung Hoseok. Right, I remember that one class we had together. So, what brings you here?’ Jungkook asked with the fakest smile ever, something Hoseok noticed of course.

‘Um, Jimin invited me?’ Hoseok scoffed, only adding to Jungkook’s rage.

‘And we’re happy to have you Hoseok. Tell us all about your last semester.’ Mrs. Jeon said with a smile. She had never been happier in her whole life than when Jimin first introduced Hoseok to them as his boyfriend.

‘Oh it was great, but I’m just really happy to be back home for a bit. I really missed Jimin, and my family of course, but mostly Jimin.’ Hoseok chuckled, causing everyone except Jungkook to start laughing. Jimin then leaned into him and kissed him on the cheek. Hoseok in turn blushed and stroked his hair, meanwhile, Jungkook started premediating Hoseok’s murder.

‘Yes, Jiminie really missed you too. Will you be spending the night here?’ Mrs. Jeon asked most sincerely, causing Jungkook to throw her a dark glare.

‘I’m sorry, why is he spending the night here?!’ Jungkook demanded, clearly enraged.

‘Jungkook, Hoseok is Jimin’s boyfriend, he can spend the night here if he wants to.’ His father scolded with a stern expression on his face. Jimin started to feel uncomfortable and all the awkward tension was making Hoseok uncomfortable as well.

‘Well that’s a very progressive parenting strategy if you ask me!’ Jungkook scoffed sarcastically.

‘Jungkook, your brother is 16 and his boyfriend is someone we like and trust, so we don’t have a problem with him spending the night.’ His mother reprimanded. Jungkook rolled his eyes at her, abruptly got up and marched towards his bedroom/guestroom.

 

***

It was around midnight and everyone was finally asleep, everyone besides Jungkook. How could he sleep when all he could hear for over 2 hours was Jimin moaning loudly. It bothered him to his very core that Jimin was dating someone else. If that didn’t upset him enough, hearing Jimin moan out Hoseok’s name certainly stirred up murderous rage. Jungkook knew he wouldn’t be able to sleep that night, so he got out of bed, changed and headed out. When he walked past the kitchen after grabbing his father’s car-keys, he had to clench his fists once again since Hoseok was standing in front of the refrigerator drinking some water.

‘Oh hey Jungkook, where ya going?’ Hoseok asked with a curious smile, stopping Jungkook in his tracks. He turned around with a loud sigh of annoyance.

‘I’m just going out for a drink.’ Jungkook retorted.

‘Okay cool. Hey, can I ask you something?’ Hoseok asked in a soft tone, walking up to him.

‘What?’ Jungkook gritted, getting more irritated by the second.

‘What’s the issue with you and your family?’ Hoseok asked with a curious expression.

‘Issue? What the hell are you talking about?’ Jungkook demanded, feeling a bit anxious all of a sudden.

‘I mean, your parents and Jimin never even talk about you. I’m not even allowed to ask Jimin anything about you because he always gets so upset. And why did they send you away in the first place?’ Hoseok inquired, desperate to finally get some answers.

‘I’m curious, what do you think the “issue” is?’ Jungkook asked, crossing his arms as he blankly stared at him.

‘I have no idea and it bothers me. I feel like there’s this whole side to Jimin that he’s hiding from me. I just love him so much and I want him to let me all the way in.’ Hoseok replied with a sigh of frustration.

‘He doesn’t let you all the way in?’ Jungkook posed, relieved that Jimin hadn’t told him anything.

‘No. Only sexually.’ Hoseok scoffed, chuckling at his own joke. Jungkook was ready to choke the life out of him.

‘What did you say?!’ Jungkook growled, stepping closer to him.

‘I’m sorry, he’s your kid-brother, that wasn’t cool. I shouldn’t say anything to you about our sex-life.’ Hoseok chuckled.

‘You really shouldn’t. It might just get you killed.’ Jungkook gritted, then turned around and left.

 

~~~

After driving around for a few minutes, Jungkook finally stopped at a bar to get a drink. He sat at the bar and drank by himself, reflecting on everything that had happened that day and all the days before ever since he had ended things with Jimin. In a way, he felt at peace that Jimin found happiness and was able to lead a normal life. But his heart, his heart that still belonged to Jimin, felt hurt and betrayed. Jungkook started to feel a little drunk after a half hour of tossing back tequila shots, so he paid for his drinks and was about to leave when he felt a light tap on his shoulder. Before he could turn around to see who it was, Yoongi chuckled and took a seat next to him.

‘Yoongi? What are you doing here?’ Jungkook asked, feeling annoyed for the second time that night. Why was he seeing so many people he disliked on that particular night?

‘I kind of own this place.’ Yoongi scoffed, gesturing at the bartender to get him a drink.

‘Right. So your Dad still owns half the city?’ Jungkook asked, clearly being sarcastic.

‘Yeah he does. So why are you here? Aren’t you banished or some shit?’ Yoongi chuckled, a little tipsy from all the shots of whiskey.

‘It’s a long story.’ Jungkook sighed.

‘I’m sure it is. Let me buy you a drink.’ Yoongi offered. Since Jungkook literally had nowhere better to be, he accepted that offer.

 

About an hour later, Jungkook and Yoongi were both wasted at the bar, laughing out loud as they talked about their early high-school days. They were having a lot of fun until things took a bit of a serious turn.

‘Oh, I’m sorry you and Tae broke up.’ Jungkook managed to say, struggling to stay balanced on the barstool he was seated on.

‘Yeah. We didn’t really break up, he just said he needed some time.’ Yoongi sighed. It had been almost 6 months since he last spoke to Taehyung and he missed him terribly.

‘Well, you’re just not very supportive.’ Jungkook said blatantly, the alcohol having lowered his inhibitions.

‘How can you say that?! I just don’t understand why Tae would let his mother back into his life! I hate that woman! Sure, she never hurt him, but she stood by and watched! She never once tried to protect him!’ Yoongi snapped, enraged and very drunk.

‘But she has cancer. Tae wants to help her. She is still his mother.’ Jungkook pointed out. He knew better than anyone what it felt like to hate your parents but still feel obligated to them in a lot of ways.

‘That’s no fucking excuse. I’m not okay with anyone ever hurting him.’ Yoongi said softly with tears in his eyes.

‘I know the feeling. It’s hard when you care about someone but can’t really express it.’ Jungkook replied, blankly staring out in front of him.

‘Please don’t start talking about your sad love-story with Jimin, I was just starting to like you.’ Yoongi said sincerely, making Jungkook chuckle.

‘I gotta say, I never thought you could be someone I can actually talk to. This was kinda nice.’ Jungkook confessed with a soft smile.

‘Yeah it’s weird, but I really enjoyed this too.’ Yoongi replied, smiling back at him.

~~~

After several more shots of alcohol, it had gotten to a point where Yoongi dragged Jungkook upstairs and into one of the apartments in the building his father owned. Neither of them knew why it was happening, but for some reason they were in the bedroom and making-out aggressively.

‘Wait-wait… why are we doing this?’ Jungkook slurred, heavily intoxicated.

‘Who cares, let’s just do this.’ Yoongi insisted, moving closer again and kissing Jungkook’s neck as he palmed him through his jeans.

‘Fuck… no wait, we shouldn’t do this. I’m not even gay!’ Jungkook objected yet again, standing up to leave.

‘So what?! Look, we were just getting caught up in the moment, doesn’t have to mean anything.’ Yoongi pointed out, standing up as well.

‘I’m sorry, I think I should leave.’ Jungkook mumbled, checking his pockets for his car-keys.

‘Alright look, we won’t do this, but I think you should stay for a while until you sober up. You’re in no position to drive back home now.’ Yoongi suggested. Jungkook let out a deep sigh and sat back down on the bed.

‘Yeah I’ll stay.’ Jungkook sighed again, moving back so he could lean against the wall.

‘Good. Let me go make you some coffee.’ Yoongi kindly offered.

‘No just stay here.’ Jungkook insisted, patting the space next to him. Yoongi chuckled at his cute but drunken state and sat down next to him. Jungkook glanced over at him and blushed.

‘Honestly, I wouldn’t even know what to do anymore. It’s been so long since I did anything with a guy.’ Jungkook admitted, smiling as Yoongi lustfully stared at him.

‘Is that your only issue with this? Because if that’s the problem, then we have no problem.’ Yoongi scoffed, licking his lips as he climbed into Jungkook’s lap. They started making out again while simultaneously undressing each other. Once completely naked, Jungkook got on his back and pulled Yoongi on top of him.

‘I want you to ride me.’ Jungkook breathed, eagerly grinding his erection against Yoongi’s soft mounds.

‘Sure thing, let me go grab some lube.’ Yoongi smirked, then got out of bed and quickly walked towards a desk. He then bent over and reached for the bottom drawer where he kept the lube.

‘Fuck you have a nice ass!’ Jungkook scoffed, dying to get inside of it.

‘I had no idea you were this fucking sexy Jeon.’ Yoongi chuckled as he got back into bed with the bottle of lube. He then sat on top of Jungkook, spread his legs and started prepping himself with his fingers. Jungkook was getting dizzy from the arousal he felt of having to watch Yoongi fingering himself so readily on top of him. He kept breathing heavier and heavier as he stared at Yoongi’s fingers going in and out of his moist and twitching pink little hole. It wasn’t helping that Yoongi had his head thrown back and was moaning ever so loudly.

‘Okay are you ready?’ Jungkook muttered, getting overly impatient. Yoongi scoffed and pulled his fingers out. Afterwards he applied some lube on Jungkook’s already dripping length and started spreading it all over.

‘I don’t want your thick cock to hurt me.’ Yoongi blushed as he added some more lube. Jungkook had just about had enough of Yoongi teasing him. He batted his hands away and pulled Yoongi close enough so he could push his length inside of him. Yoongi gasped loudly as Jungkook pushed his entire member inside of him in one swift motion.

‘Now ride me.’ Jungkook commanded, lustfully staring up into his eyes. Yoongi nodded and started riding him hard and fast, throwing both of them into a frenzy.

‘AH! Jungkook… fuck!’ Yoongi moaned as Jungkook’s throbbing dick fed him with pure pleasure. Jungkook squeezed his thighs and thrusted up inside of him, making them both whimper each time Jungkook’s tip brushed against Yoongi’s sweet spot. It had been quite some time since both of them had sex, so the experience was very intense and overwhelming.

‘Yoongi I’m gonna cum… ah-fuck… I’m gonna cum…’ Jungkook moaned as he felt his orgasm on the tip of his dick.

‘Cum inside of me…’ Yoongi whined as he continued to ride him while stroking his own length. In just a minute later, Jungkook came hard, shuddering for several seconds from the intensity of it. Feeling Jungkook’s hot cum inside of him, pushed Yoongi over the edge. He threw his head back and screamed out in pleasure as he squirted his cum all over Jungkook’s chest. After they came down, they lay next to each other in silence, simply panting for air.

‘I’m sure that was a mistake, but it felt amazing.’ Jungkook admitted, glancing over at Yoongi with a satisfied grin on his face.

‘Yeah it was great.’ Yoongi replied, smiling back at him.

‘I just hope it doesn’t get weird.’ Jungkook said with a hint of concern.

‘Relax Jungkook, we both had a lot to drink and we just got caught up in the moment.’ Yoongi countered.

‘That’s true. So we’ll blame it on the alcohol?’ Jungkook scoffed.

‘Yep, that’s the plan.’ Yoongi said with a strained smile.

‘Okay. Fuck. Let’s not say anything to Tae about this.’ Jungkook sighed, the guilt already pouring in.

‘Well, you’re the only one he still talks to, so it’s your decision.’ Yoongi pointed out. In a way, Yoongi felt guilty as well, but not nearly as much as Jungkook. Taehyung was still Jungkook’s best-friend and he knew having sex with Yoongi was betraying that friendship. In addition to that, he felt guilty for betraying the love he felt for Jimin. Jungkook knew he made a horrible mistake, especially so since the effects of the alcohol started wearing off. He only hoped that he wouldn’t have to suffer any of the consequences.

Chapter Text

 

The Next Morning…

 

Jungkook woke up dazed and confused in his own bedroom/guestroom. The moment he sat up in bed, he held on to his head from the blazing headache. While gazing around his bedroom, he tried to recall how he got back home in the first place. Everything was such a blur and the hangover was making him feel drained and nauseas. He got out of bed and almost stumbled to the floor. The hangover was rather severe. In addition to everything else, he felt dizzy and sweaty. To that effect he took his shirt off. When he walked passed his mirror, he suddenly noticed all the scratches on his chest and abdomen. It was only then that he remembered having sex with Yoongi the night before. Jungkook closed his eyes and let out a deep sigh of guilt, shame and frustration.

‘Hyung Mom was—oh, what’s all that?’ Jimin posed when he entered his room without knocking and noticed all the scratches on Jungkook’s sweaty, muscular body.

‘Never mind. What did Mom want?’ Jungkook asked in a shaky voice, feeling sick to his stomach.

‘Hoseok told me you went out late last night. Did you hookup with someone? Was she someone you went to high-school with?’ Jimin demanded with a forced smile, struggling to mask his raging jealousy.

‘Yeah it’s someone from high-school, anyways, what’s up?’ Jungkook responded, carefully omitting the details.

‘Right. Mom wants to know if you’d like some breakfast or if you’ll head out to meet with Tae right away.’ Jimin stated calmly, all the while choking down sobs from the pain he felt of imagining Jungkook with someone else.

‘Fuck! I forgot I’m meeting Tae today. Shit! What do I tell him…’ Jungkook muttered to himself, causing Jimin to stare at him with a puzzled expression.

‘Tell him what?’ Jimin inquired, rather confused.

‘Nothing Jimin. Can you get the hell out of my room?!’ Jungkook snapped, gesturing at the door.

‘Sure. Sorry.’ Jimin said in a soft tone then left. Jungkook felt instantly guilty for lashing out on him but he felt too annoyed and frustrated to continue that conversation.

 

***

Jungkook was driving over to Yoongi’s apartment. He hated the very idea of going back there and having to see Yoongi again. But he had no choice, not if he wanted his cellphone back. He had to use his mother’s phone to text Yoongi and ask to meet up so he could pick up his cellphone. To make matters worse, right after seeing Yoongi again, he’d have to meet up with Taehyung. As if he needed to be reminded of all his guilt and shame from the previous night. When he got to the building, he went straight up to the apartment they were in the night before like Yoongi instructed him to do. The second he opened the door, Yoongi walked up to him with a smug grin.

‘Nice thinking, leaving your phone here. Good reason to come back for round 2, right?’ Yoongi smirked, handing him the phone.

‘Very funny. Thanks. I’m out then.’ Jungkook said firmly, only to have Yoongi grab his hand to stop him.

‘What’s the rush?’ Yoongi grinned seductively.

‘I’m meeting Tae.’ Jungkook retorted, pulling his hand away. Yoongi’s smile instantly disappeared at the mention of his name.

‘Oh. Are you gonna tell him about last night?’ Yoongi posed, a bit concerned.

‘I’ve thought about that, and no. I mean, you two aren’t even really together. So what’s the point?’ Jungkook replied.

‘Yeah you’re right. So then, how ‘bout you stay for a bit.’ Yoongi suggested with an eager smile, stepping closer to him only to have him take a few steps back.

‘Yoongi, I was wasted out of my mind last night. Okay, this isn’t my thing. I’m not into guys.’ Jungkook stated sternly.

‘I see. And what is Jimin exactly?’ Yoongi questioned in a sarcastic tone.

‘That’s different. What I feel for Jimin has nothing to do with attraction or sexual orientation.’ Jungkook sneered, furious that Yoongi even dared to mention him in such a way.

‘Feel? Present tense? You still have feelings for him?’ Yoongi scoffed, incredulous.

Always.’ Jungkook answered in a soft tone with his gaze lowered, his anger replaced by an overwhelming sadness. Seeing the hurt look on his face made Yoongi feel guilty.

‘I’m sorry Jungkook. I didn’t mean to add to your problems. I was pretty drunk myself last night and with everything that’s been happening, I guess I just wanted to make myself feel better.’ Yoongi apologized sincerely.

‘Hey, it’s cool. I was just trying to make myself feel better too. We both just wanted that distraction. But it’s fine, we’re good Yoongi.’ Jungkook replied with a soft smile.

‘Thanks, and thanks for not saying anything to Tae.’ Yoongi said, smiling back at him.

‘No problem. See you around.’ Jungkook chuckled, amused by the cute smile on his face. Yoongi then chuckled back, Jungkook smiled and winked at him, then he left, oblivious to the fact that Yoongi had already developed something along the lines of a crush on him.

 

***

Jimin and Hoseok were playing video games in Jimin’s bedroom. Hoseok had noticed since breakfast that something was bothering Jimin, but he chose to dismiss it since Jimin was rather guarded around him and even more so now that Jungkook had returned. Hoseok wasn’t an idiot. He knew right from the start that there were some dark hidden secrets within the Jeon family. However, he chose to ignore it due to his immense love for Jimin. At some point Mrs. Jeon brought them a pizza, so they took a break from their game and enjoyed the delicious pepperoni pineapple. It was then that Hoseok took the opportunity to get some answers out of Jimin.

‘Baby, are you okay? You seem so distant.’ Hoseok mentioned with a hint of concern.

‘Um, I’m fine. I just feel a little tired.’ Jimin lied, softly smiling at him. The truth was, he felt angered, confused and hurt to his very core. He had known ever since Jungkook ended things, that Jungkook stopped loving him, but to be confronted with the harsh reality of it. No matter how hard Jimin tried, he simply couldn’t stop loving, wanting and needing Jungkook. Jimin knew with all his being, that his heart and soul could only ever be Jungkook’s. But given that Jimin was now old enough to accept reality, he understood that there was no point to any of it. Even if he was brave enough to go against everything and everyone for his love, would there be any sense in that when Jungkook clearly didn’t return his feelings anymore.

‘Oh, then maybe you should take a quick nap before we head out.’ Hoseok kindly suggested, softly caressing his smooth skin.

‘Right, about that… I know we’re going to the carnival with your family tonight, but baby, I just wanna stay in tonight. Tomorrow is my parents’ anniversary party and I have to get up really early to help with all the preparations.’ Jimin explained in the most kind manner, taking Hoseok’s hand in his. If he was being honest, he simply felt too depressed to go anywhere.

‘That’s okay, I’ll just call my family and let them know that I’m staying here tonight.’ Hoseok proposed while taking his cellphone out of his pocket.

‘Babe, it’s not fair to your family that you spend all your time with me. They missed you too, so go to the carnival with them.’ Jimin insisted, fondly smiling at him.

‘Are you saying you don’t want me here?’ Hoseok teased, pulling Jimin into his lap with a seductive smirk. Jimin softly chuckled as Hoseok playfully kissed his neck.

‘Of course I want you here, but your family got those tickets to the carnival especially for you. You’re only here for a little while, have some fun with them too.’ Jimin continued, gently running his fingers through Hoseok’s hair.

‘I know, you’re right. Alright, I’ll go with them. But I’m back here first thing tomorrow morning so I can help you with the preparations for the party.’ Hoseok said with a bright sunshine smile.

‘Why are you so good to me?’ Jimin blushed, palming his face.

‘Because I love you, I really do. Jiminie, I love you so much that it doesn’t even make any sense to me.’ Hoseok replied, both of them chuckling at his romantic confession.

‘I love you too, you know that right?’ Jimin said sincerely with tears in his eyes. Of course, he wasn’t the only one. Hoseok felt so overwhelmed that he just wanted to weep in his arms. Jimin rarely ever expressed his feelings for him.

‘I know you do, but it feels really nice to hear you say it.’ Hoseok said softly, fighting back tears. Jimin then smiled and wrapped his arms around him. After they hugged for a few minutes, they finished their pizza then Hoseok left to be with his family.

 

***

It was rather late at night when Jungkook finally decided to head home. He and Taehyung had the best time catching up on things. Both of them carefully chose not to mention Yoongi, but for entirely different reasons of course. Besides the fun of hanging out with his best-friend, Jungkook wanted to avoid going back home for as long as he could. He honestly couldn’t stand being around Jimin and his boyfriend. If he was being honest, he couldn’t stand being around his parents either. Jungkook had started to wonder why he agreed to return home in the first place. Maybe he just wanted to see Jimin again. After 2 years of being apart, Jungkook could at least take joy in the fact that Jimin was doing really well, to his knowledge. Also, within those 2 years, Jimin had grown up to be a very-VERY attractive 16-yearold boy. Jungkook tried not to think about it, but how could he deny what was right in front of him? Jimin had really grown into his features. His captivating smile, his smooth skin, his slightly taller(than he was before) slender built, his deep brown eyes and his thick, pink, luscious lips. Jungkook only realized how aroused he felt when Taehyung returned with his car-keys.

‘Here ya go Kook, try not to lose them again.’ Taehyung chuckled, handing him the keys.

‘Uh yeah—um thanks.’ Jungkook muttered, taking the keys with an anxious smile, struggling to hide his erection.

‘Are you okay?’ Taehyung scoffed, noticing how flustered he seemed.

‘Yeah, I’m fine. I should head home.’ Jungkook sighed, bothered by the mere thought of returning to that place.

‘Okay. Before you go, I wanna ask you for some advice on something.’ Taehyung said with a worried expression.

‘Sure, anything.’ Jungkook replied, concerned by the expression on his face.

‘I was thinking of seeing Yoongi tomorrow. The time we spent apart was brutal. I know we don’t always agree on things, but I really love him Kook.’ Taehyung said on the verge of tears. If Jungkook didn’t feel guilty enough already, he certainly did in that moment.

‘Um, if you want to see him, then I think you should.’ Jungkook replied in all honesty.

‘Thanks, I think I will. I’ve really missed you Kook, you’re my best-friend for a reason.’ Taehyung chuckled, then pulled him into his arms. Jungkook hugged him back with a forced smile while thinking, ‘Will I ever stop doing things that’ll send me straight to hell?!!’.

 

***

It was past midnight, but Jimin was still wide awake. Jungkook hadn’t come home yet and Jimin couldn’t help but fixate on the possibility that Jungkook was with that person from the previous night again. Having Jungkook, his older brother home again, made their family feel complete and secure, something that brought Jimin a lot of peace and comfort. But seeing Jungkook, the love of his life, his soulmate again after 2 years of being apart, made Jimin feel overwhelmed by the emotional turmoil building up inside of him. A part of him felt happy that Jungkook seemed to be doing rather well, he was in college, he worked part-time, he was practically all grown-up and independent. Jimin couldn’t be more proud of him. But his heart, his weak and fragile heart that still carried Jungkook’s name with every beat, was constantly bleeding out in pain and sadness. It pained Jimin to his very core, not being able to express his love. All he wanted was to tell Jungkook how he felt, have him say it back, then he wanted more than anything for Jungkook to kiss him again. The only thing he could think about since he saw Jungkook was how much he missed being in his strong arms, feeling his hot, muscular body pressed against him, moaning out his name as he made sweet love to him. Jimin only realized he had been crying when he heard a car pulling up in the driveway. For some reason, he always recognized Jungkook’s presence. Although he knew better, Jimin still decided to go to Jungkook’s room. He hadn’t seen him all day and since Jungkook was only there for a week, Jimin at least wanted to catch up on things.

‘So you’re finally back?’ Jimin chuckled, standing in his doorway.

‘So… you just don’t knock anymore?’ Jungkook teased, making him laugh.

‘Sorry, but your door was open.’ Jimin countered, fondly smiling at him.

‘I was just about to close it, but you can come in for a minute if you like.’ Jungkook said kindly, trying to mask the anxiety he felt from having Jimin in his bedroom late at night. Jimin then nodded with a smile and closed the door behind him, unknowingly making Jungkook more anxious.

‘You were out pretty late. Did you meet up with that girl from last night again?’ Jimin asked in a soft tone, unsure why he always felt the need to suffer more.

‘No, I didn’t. And look, I’m sorry about this morning, I was just really hungover.’ Jungkook apologized, still feeling guilty for lashing out on him.

‘That’s okay. Since when do you drink?’ Jimin scoffed, making Jungkook smile in embarrassment.

‘I’m 19 Jimin, I like to go out for a drink every now and then.’ Jungkook chuckled.

‘It’s so weird to think that I completely missed 2 years of your life.’ Jimin said softly, struggling to stay composed. He didn’t want to cry again. Honestly, he wasn’t even sure whether he had any tears left.

‘I know. I try not to think about it.’ Jungkook replied with his gaze lowered.

‘Why? Does it bother you?’ Jimin posed, curious and a bit hopeful that Jungkook might still feel something for him.

‘Jimin, you’re my little brother, of course it bothers me that I missed 2 years of your life.’ Jungkook answered, intently staring into his eyes. There was more to it of course, but Jungkook carefully chose to leave those parts out.

‘I see. It bothers me too, but for different reasons.’ Jimin responded, whispering the last part with his gaze lowered. Jungkook started to feel like they were going down a dangerous path.

‘Right. Um, I’m gonna turn in, you should too.’ Jungkook suggested, desperate to have him leave.

‘Are you worried about me being here?’ Jimin pressed, walking up to him.

‘No I’m not, but if Mom and Dad find you here, it’s not gonna be good. Let’s not give them another heart-attack on the night before their big anniversary party.’ Jungkook scoffed, using humor as an attempt to brush off the tension.

‘We both know that they’re fast asleep around this time.’ Jimin pointed out, standing a bit too close to him.

‘True. And I’m pretty sure they wouldn’t have allowed me back if they thought this was still any kind of an issue.’ Jungkook mentioned, carefully taking a step back.

‘So it’s not any kind of an issue anymore?’ Jimin demanded, crossing his arms and staring into Jungkook’s soul.

‘Are you serious? Of course it’s not!’ Jungkook snapped, lying of course, but he did so convincingly. Jimin believed his harsh words and felt very hurt.

‘Right. Not since I’m too old for you now.’ Jimin sneered, darkly glaring at him.

‘What the fuck is that supposed to mean?’ Jungkook gritted, stepping closer to him, clearly enraged.

‘Oh I’m sorry, weren’t you sent to psycho-therapy because you like to fuck little boys?’ Jimin stated harshly, blankly staring at him. Jungkook vacantly stared out in front of him with tears streaming down his face. Jimin instantly regretted his words after seeing his broken state, but before he could apologize, Jungkook crashed to the floor, sobbing in the palm of his hands.

‘How could you—what…’ Jungkook whispered, unable to stop crying long enough to finish his sentence. Jimin crashed to the floor beside him and wrapped his arms around him, sobbing with him as he struggled to apologize.

‘Kook… hyung—I, I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean it! I was just upset… I’m so sorry, please don’t cry. I can’t see you like this, it’s killing me!’ Jimin sobbed, resting his head on Jungkook’s shoulder and bawling his eyes out. After a few minutes, Jungkook managed to regain his composure but Jimin simply couldn’t. Jungkook then pulled him into his arms and held him close in an effort to soothe him.

‘Jiminie, it’s okay, stop crying. I’m not mad at you.’ Jungkook assured, caressing his hair as Jimin continued to weep in his arms.

‘It’s not just that. I’ve been so hurt for so long, just let me cry.’ Jimin whispered, tightly holding on to Jungkook, enjoying his warmth since he honestly didn’t know if he would ever see him again after that week. Jungkook could never stand to see him cry. So he palmed his face and stared down into his deep brown eyes.

‘Will you stop crying if I kiss you?’ Jungkook asked in an anxious tone, softly caressing his face. Jimin’s eyes instantly widened in surprise and excitement.

‘Only if you actually want to kiss me.’ Jimin whispered, too afraid to get his hopes up. Jungkook inched closer and hovered his lips over Jimin’s.

‘I always want to kiss you.’ Jungkook breathed, then moved closer and kissed him so passionately that both of them started crying again, but for different reasons entirely. Jimin wrapped his arms around him, climbed into his lap and kissed him back just as intensely. It felt so immensely satisfying that both of them wished they could freeze time and enjoy that moment forever. When Jungkook pulled away, Jimin palmed his face and pressed their foreheads together.

‘You’re the only one that can kiss me like that.’ Jimin whispered with tears streaming down his face. Jungkook choked down a sob, gently moved away from underneath him and stood up.

‘Jimin, I think you should go now.’ Jungkook said reluctantly, struggling to stay composed. Jimin stood up as well and walked up to him.

‘Is that what you want?’ Jimin asked softly, taking his hand and entwining their fingers. Jungkook wanted more than anything to lift him up into his arms, throw him on his bed and make sweet-sweet love to him. But after finally getting his life together, after finally getting his parents’ trust and approval again, could he really just throw it all away? Even if Jungkook decided to be brave enough to do so, could he put Jimin through all of that? In Jungkook’s opinion, Jimin was finally doing well. And there was nothing more important to Jungkook than Jimin’s overall well-being and happiness. Things Jungkook felt certain Jimin could never have to gain from him.

‘Yes, you should leave. What the hell do you even want from me Jimin?’ Jungkook demanded, pulling his hand away and letting out a deep sigh of frustration.

‘I want what I’ve always wanted from you. I just want you to love me.’ Jimin answered with tears streaming down his face. Jungkook let out a sob, marched up to him, grabbed his face and smashed their lips together. Jimin reached his hands under his shirt and lightly scratched his back, knowing that it drove Jungkook crazy.

‘Jiminie… please don’t do this to me.’ Jungkook breathed, lustfully staring into his eyes.

‘I won’t… not if you don’t want me to.’ Jimin said in a soft tone, letting go of him and taking a few steps back.

‘I can’t do this again Jimin.’ Jungkook stated firmly, both of them fighting back tears. Jimin sniffed and nodded. He understood where Jungkook was coming from. After having suffered so much already, neither of them could take any more of it. To that effect, Jimin left and went to his own bedroom where he cried himself to sleep. But then again, so did Jungkook.

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The Next Day…

Jungkook was having the best dream until he was disturbed from his sleep by a loud and somewhat urgent knock on his door. He jumped out of bed, yawned, rubbed his eyes and went for the door. When he opened it, his parents were standing there with concerned expressions. Given their family history, Jungkook swallowed hard as he suddenly felt overwhelmed with anxiety. But he let out the deepest sigh of relief when they explained that they needed to head out for a couple of hours since there was a mix-up with the catering service they had hired for the party. His mother ensured him that they’d be back as soon as possible and stressed the point that Hoseok was on his way over. So basically she was saying, ‘You and Jimin won’t be alone for very long and we’re both here to remind you not to try anything ever again.”. Jungkook forced a smile and nodded as they walked away and left. After he showered and had some breakfast, he realized that Jimin hadn’t left his room all morning. Although Jimin was an early riser and had probably been awake for some time already, Jungkook wasn’t sure if he had had breakfast. So he took a deep breath and went to his room to check on him. When he opened the door, he found Jimin sitting in bed and texting with a dissatisfied expression on his face. Jungkook grabbed the chair at his desk and moved it next to his bed since he didn’t feel safe getting into bed with him.

‘Jimin, you okay? Did you have breakfast?’ Jungkook asked with a sincere smile. Jimin then popped his head up, put his phone away and fondly smiled back but the pain he felt was clear to see in his eyes.

‘Not really. I had some coffee, but I’m not really hungry.’ Jimin sighed.

‘Jiminie, it’s kind of late, you should eat something. Want me to make you some waffles?’ Jungkook kindly offered. Jimin fought back his tears because he finally felt like Jungkook cared for him again.

‘Sure. I’d love some.’ Jimin replied with a bright smile, causing Jungkook to smile brightly as well. He loved seeing a bright and genuine smile on Jimin’s face. They then went to the kitchen and made waffles together, all the while talking and laughing, finally bonding again like they used to.

~~~

After Jimin was well fed, the pair of them went back to his bedroom to play some videogames. Jungkook had noticed Jimin furtively glancing at him every now and then but felt too scared to ask about it. So he decided to change the topic entirely.

‘Oh, wasn’t Hoseok supposed to come over?’ Jungkook asked with a forced smile, causing Jimin to lower his gaze. In truth, Jimin really cared for Hoseok and often felt guilty for being dishonest with him.

‘He still is, but he’ll be a little late. He has to help his sister with something.’ Jimin informed, making Jungkook anxious in the process. Jungkook was honestly hoping they wouldn’t be alone for much longer. He was about to make some excuse to leave Jimin’s bedroom when he caught him curiously glaring at him again.

‘Jiminie, what is it?’ Jungkook scoffed, making him blush.

‘Nothing, I’m just curious about something but I shouldn’t say.’ Jimin replied in a soft tone, overly nervous.

‘It’s fine, you can ask me.’ Jungkook assured.

‘Did your dick get bigger?’ Jimin asked with a straight face, staring into his eyes, making that big dick of his throb in excitement.

‘Um, what?’ Jungkook scoffed, both of them bursting out in laughter.

‘I’m sorry, it’s just that you look so different. Your body is bigger, more muscular, I was just curious.’ Jimin chuckled, making Jungkook lower his head and smile in embarrassment.

‘You look different too. You’re a little taller, shoulders are broader, your thighs seem thicker—um, sorry, shouldn’t have said the last thing.’ Jungkook said, whispering the last part. Jimin gulped from the rush of excitement he suddenly felt and stepped closer to him.

‘That’s fine, I mean, I asked about your dick.’ Jimin pointed out, both of them bursting out in laughter once more.

‘Right. Anyways, I should go.’ Jungkook sighed, ready to walk away only to have Jimin step even closer and rest his palms on his firm chest.

‘What else is different about me?’ Jimin whispered as Jungkook lustfully stared down at his plump lips.

‘Uh, Jimin, I’m gonna go I—

‘No, stay, tell me.’ Jimin insisted, trailing his hand down his abdomen, getting him flustered.

‘Okay fine, your ass is thicker as well and I want more than anything to feel my dick inside of it again.’ Jungkook admitted, afterwards pushing him away so he could leave. But Jimin grabbed his arm and shoved him against his bedroom door. Without saying anything, Jimin started undoing his pants and Jungkook could feel early signs of an anxiety attack along with his arousal. For some reason Jungkook stood frozen in his place and simply stared at Jimin taking off his pants and boxers. Jimin licked his lips as he stared down at Jungkook’s erection and it took all the self-control he had not to get on his knees and suck it.

‘Okay, I’ve seen it. Do you wanna see me?’ Jimin posed, glancing up at Jungkook with a lustful smirk.

‘Is that what we’re doing, showing each other stuff?’ Jungkook scoffed, completely caught off guard.

‘Yeah. Unless you wanna do other stuff?’ Jimin grinned, causing Jungkook to chuckle.

‘We’re not doing anything. But yeah, show me.’ Jungkook relented, eager to see him naked. If he was being honest, he had been trying to imagine what Jimin currently looked like naked ever since he got back. Of course, Jimin didn’t hesitate. He hurriedly got undressed and stepped closer to Jungkook who seemed to be having a stroke.

‘So what do you think?’ Jimin whispered seductively, taking Jungkook’s hands and placing them on his hips. Jungkook closed his eyes for a couple of seconds, overwhelmed from feeling his smooth, soft and warm skin again.

‘You’re beautiful, you always have been.’ Jungkook replied softly, staring into his deep brown eyes with such affection that Jimin felt like crying.

‘Please kiss me…’ Jimin implored, inching his face closer.

‘I can’t. Jiminie, I won’t be able to stop.’ Jungkook said on the verge of tears, struggling to resist.

‘I don’t want you to stop.’ Jimin insisted, removing Jungkook’s shirt so that they were both completely naked. Jungkook grabbed him by his thick thighs, lifted him up into his arms and threw him on his bed. He then quickly straddled him and started kissing him aggressively, all the while grinding his erection against Jimin’s. Both of them felt so aroused from touching each other so intimately again after such a long time. They were both going crazy with desire, touching each other anywhere they could, gasping and moaning into the kiss, just craving more.

‘Are we really gonna do this?’ Jungkook suddenly posed, popping his head up and staring down at Jimin with much concern.

‘Only if you want to.’ Jimin answered with tears in his eyes.

‘But what about—I mean, besides this, what about… Hoseok?’ Jungkook questioned, struggling to mask the raging jealousy he then felt. Jimin lowered his gaze as the guilt started pouring in again.

‘I know it’s wrong, this time for a lot more reasons, but hyung, I love you.’ Jimin replied in a soft tone, tears streaming down the sides of his face. Jungkook gently wiped his tears and inched his face closer.

‘Jiminie, I love you too.’ Jungkook confessed, causing Jimin to break down crying. All he had wanted for over 2 years was for Jungkook to say those words to him. Neither of them could hold themselves back anymore. So they continued to kiss for several minutes, this time going slow, gentle. The kiss was intense yet passionate. After a few more minutes however, Jimin suddenly remembered that they wouldn’t be home alone for much longer. So he quickly moved away from underneath Jungkook and rushed to his desk so he could grab a bottle of lube. When he returned to his bed, Jungkook had him lay on his back and spread his legs. With much anticipation, Jungkook moved his lubed up fingers towards his pink little hole and started the prep. Jimin arched his back and moaned loudly just from having Jungkook between his legs again. Jungkook was taking his time with the prep and it was driving Jimin crazy. He couldn’t wait, he wanted to feel Jungkook’s huge, thick length inside of him.

‘Hyung, I’m ready… I’m ready, just put it in me.’ Jimin moaned, getting Jungkook more aroused if that was possible. He knew it was wrong, but Jungkook secretly loved it when Jimin called him “Hyung” during sex. So he lubed up his member and positioned it before Jimin’s moist, prepped entrance. Since he realized as well that they had no time to waste, he pushed his entire length in in one swift motion. Jungkook started thrusting at a slow and steady pace. They hadn’t had sex in a while and Jungkook felt scared of losing control. But Jimin couldn’t take it. Although the tender and gentle sex felt great and fulfilling, Jimin wanted the raw, animal sex. He had just about had enough of gentle sex. To that effect, he gently moved away from Jungkook and had him lie down so he could ride him. Jungkook was once again completely caught off guard when Jimin started slamming down on him repeatedly, throwing them both into a frenzy.

‘Jiminie… fuck! Baby, slow down.’ Jungkook whimpered, the overstimulation being too much for him. But Jimin didn’t slow down, he rested his palms on Jungkook’s abdomen and kept riding him hard and fast like his life depended on it. After a few minutes, Jimin and Jungkook were both ready to cum. Jungkook managed to fight off his orgasm, but Jimin couldn’t.

‘Ah… hyung… ah-ah, I’m gonna cum.’ Jimin moaned.

‘Get over here… cum in my mouth.’ Jungkook breathed, pulling Jimin off of him and towards his face. As Jimin sat on his face, pushing his throbbing dick in Jungkook’s mouth, Jungkook moved his fingers towards Jimin’s already sore and sensitive hole so he could finger him while he rode his face. Jimin threw his head back and whimpered loudly, oversensitive from having Jungkook swallow his dick down and finger him mercilessly at the same time. Right when Jimin was about to cum, Jungkook pushed two fingers in from his other hand as well and stretched him out.

“AAHH!!!... HYUNG! Jungkook… no-no-no, don’t stretch me like that!’ Jimin screamed, but coming nonetheless as Jungkook fully gave in to his animalistic desire. The second he came in Jungkook’s mouth, Jungkook quickly moved away from underneath him and pushed him face-flat on the bed, all the while holding his cum in his mouth. Then he spread his legs apart again, moved his face down to his stretched hole and slowly spit Jimin’s own cum inside of his hole, practically using it as additional lube. Jimin was almost drifting out of consciousness from that intense orgasm, but he still shuddered when he felt his warm cum and some of Jungkook’s saliva streaming into his abused hole. Since Jungkook still had to cum, he scoffed and got on top of him, ramming his cock in and out of Jimin, slamming down so hard that Jimin whimpered with each thrust. Jungkook was grunting like a wild animal as he pushed down on Jimin’s lower back and rammed his dick harder and harder.

‘Fuck… Ah Jiminie… fuck… I’m gonna cum… Ah.’ Jungkook leaned down and wrapped his hand around Jimin’s throat, lightly choking him as he kissed the side of his face. Jimin started to cough from the choking, so Jungkook moved his hand up and shoved two fingers in his mouth.

‘Suck…’ Jungkook breathed. Jimin did as he was told and started sucking on Jungkook’s fingers while he continued to ram his cock inside of him. Jimin knew it was his fault, he just had to awaken Jungkook’s animalistic craving. When Jungkook was ready to cum, he bit down into Jimin’s shoulder as his orgasm crashed over him, providing him with a very intense surge of pleasure.

‘That was… I’m gonna pass out…’ Jimin mumbled, burying his face into the pillow. Jungkook chuckled and got off of him. He stared down at Jimin’s abused and lightly swollen hole and felt a little concerned.

‘I’m sorry baby, I got carried away.’ Jungkook whispered, caressing his hair and kissing his cheek.

‘No, I love it when you lose control with me.’ Jimin chuckled, then he reached his hand down and started stroking his length.

‘Wait, are you hard? Let me get you off.’ Jungkook insisted, moving two fingers down to his entrance.

‘No don’t! I’m too sore.’ Jimin said in a soft tone. Jungkook then got between his legs once more, leaned his head down and started eating him out. Jimin let out the lewdest moan and started stroking himself faster. Jungkook squeezed his firm, thick mounds and grunted as he flicked his tongue in and around Jimin’s spent hole. When Jimin came again, he felt certain that he had died and went to heaven. Along with the exhaustion, he felt so blissed out on all the pleasure that crashed over him once again. He turned around and brightly smiled up at Jungkook who was fondly staring down at him. But before either of them could say anything, their parents’ car pulled up in the driveway, so Jungkook quickly got out of Jimin’s bed, got dressed and rushed out.

 

***

The anniversary party was amazing. Mr. and Mrs. Jeon decided to have it at home since it was the center of their life together as husband and wife and as a family. Throughout the party, Jungkook and Jimin would occasionally make eye-contact and blush. After the amazing, hardcore sex, they weren’t able to talk because they had to help with preparations. In addition, Hoseok came by not long afterwards, so Jimin had to devote his time to him of course. Everything was going exceedingly well until Mr. Jeon gave a speech that made Jungkook and Jimin want to throw themselves off a building.

‘So yes, in our 20 years of marriage, we’ve had our ups and downs, but my family is my pride and joy. I thank my wife for giving me our two boys. Jungkook, Jimin, I’m so proud of you both. You’re both doing so well in building towards a solid future and you honestly couldn’t make me happier. I can surely say that I’ve been blessed. My beautiful wife, my amazing, honest and hard-working boys, what else can a man ask for?’ Mr. Jeon stated proudly, raising his glass along with everyone in the room. While everyone cheered and clapped, Jungkook rushed outside in tears. He couldn’t stand the guilt and shame he felt. As he stood on the porch, he saw a familiar face approaching him, so he quickly wiped his tears and composed himself.

‘Yoongi, what are you doing here?’ Jungkook asked with a curious smile.

‘Oh I was in the neighborhood.’ Yoongi lied, smiling at him.

‘Let’s assume that’s true. Did you and Tae meet today?’ Jungkook posed as Yoongi took a couple of steps closer to him.

‘Right, he tells you everything. Yeah we did meet.’ Yoongi admitted with a nod.

‘Good! So are you back together?’ Jungkook asked, dismissing the additional guilt he started to feel.

‘Nope. He just wanted to see how I’m doing. When he left he said he needed some more time. I don’t know, maybe I should just move on.’ Yoongi sighed, struggling to mask his pain.

‘So is that why you’re here? Rebound sex?’ Jungkook scoffed, making Yoongi chuckle.

‘Dunno, are you offering?’ Yoongi smirked.

‘We’ve talked about that.’ Jungkook chuckled.

‘Yeah but, that night felt amazing right? I mean, the sex was fucking great!’ Yoongi pointed out.

‘I guess it was, in the moment. But sex is sex, it always feels great.’ Jungkook countered.

‘Exactly my point.’ Yoongi grinned, moving even closer.

‘So what are you saying?’ Jungkook breathed, anxious as Yoongi stood so close, their lips almost touching.

‘Kiss me.’ Yoongi whispered. For some reason Jungkook gave into his request and kissed him. Yoongi pulled him closer and deepened the kiss. Before they knew it, they were aggressively making out yet again. It was then that Jimin suddenly went outside in search for Jungkook to be met with that sight. Jimin wanted to break down in tears but he kept his cool.

‘Jungkook. Mom wants you inside for a family picture.’ Jimin stated firmly, blankly staring at the pair of them struggling to catch their breath.

‘Hi Jimin.’ Yoongi chuckled.

‘Jimin, it’s not what you think.’ Jungkook muttered, but Jimin simply rolled his eyes and walked away.

‘It’s fine, go deal with that. I’ll be at the bar if you wanna get a drink later.’ Yoongi mentioned.

‘Good to know.’ Jungkook replied with his gaze lowered, still anxious. Yoongi scoffed, winked at him then left.

 

***

After everyone was gone, Mr. and Mrs. Jeon went upstairs to their bedroom to continue celebrating their anniversary. Jungkook got a text from Yoongi and he wasn’t sure how to reply. Eventually he decided to meet up with him at the bar. If anything, he could really use a drink. Before leaving, he went to check in on Jimin. The second he walked into Jimin’s bedroom, Jimin marched up to him and grabbed his shirt.

‘Why the fuck were you kissing Yoongi?!’ Jimin demanded, angrily glaring at him.

‘That’s a long story.’ Jungkook said calmly, hoping to ease the tension.

‘Why are you dressed like this? Going somewhere?!’ Jimin questioned, still angrily glaring at him.

‘I’m meeting Yoongi for a drink.’ Jungkook admitted.

‘Wait a minute, is Yoongi the person you hooked up with?!’ Jimin demanded, incredulous.

‘Again, that’s a long story.’ Jungkook mumbled with his gaze lowered.

‘How could you do this to me? How could you do that to Tae?!’ Jimin said with tears streaming down his face.

‘I don’t know, okay, I’m sorry. Jimin, didn’t you hear Dad’s speech?’ Jungkook countered, fighting off tears.

‘Of course I did, and I feel like shit. But Jungkook, I still love you.’ Jimin whispered, moving closer only to have Jungkook move away.

‘I can’t hurt Mom and Dad again, I won’t.’ Jungkook stated firmly, then left. Jimin crashed on his bed and wept uncontrollably. Why was their love not meant to be?

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The Following Day…

Jimin was upset. No, not upset, downright furious. Jungkook actually left the previous night to get drinks with Yoongi and on top of that, he didn’t even bother to come home afterwards. Jimin already had to cry himself to sleep yet again, and woke up in the most dissatisfied mood only to discover Jungkook’s empty bedroom. Did he actually spend the night with Yoongi again?! Jimin couldn’t even understand why Jungkook was going through such measures to hurt him. It really seemed like Jungkook only expressed his love, just so he could kill him all over again by ripping it all away. So after some careful thought, he decided to drive over to Taehyung’s house. After all, Taehyung was also being betrayed by Jungkook’s and Yoongi’s selfish actions. When Jimin got to Taehyung’s bedroom, he found him sitting at his desk and scrolling through pictures of him and Yoongi on his computer. Jimin almost felt guilty for what he went there to say, but he figured Taehyung deserved to know the truth.

‘Hey Tae.’ Jimin said in a soft tone with a smile. Taehyung closed his laptop and turned around with a strained smile.

‘Jiminie! Hey gorgeous, haven’t seen you in a minute.’ Taehyung chuckled, walking up to him and hugging him.

‘Yeah, we’ve both been so busy. It’s good to see you, how are you?’ Jimin inquired, both of them taking a seat on his bed across each other.

‘I’m okay I guess, I mean, considering everything.’ Taehyung replied with a sigh.

‘Right. How is your Mom doing?’ Jimin carefully posed, regretting it immediately when he saw the sad expression on Taehyung’s face.

‘The doctors say she doesn’t have very long. So I’m just trying to make the most of the time we have left together, you know?’ Taehyung answered with tears in his eyes. Jimin gasped softly and took his hand, unable to see him in such pain. It was then that Jimin decided not to tell Taehyung about Jungkook and Yoongi. Those selfish bastards should not add to Taehyung’s pain.

‘I’m so sorry to hear that, but hyung I’m here for you, no matter what.’ Jimin soothed, entwining their fingers. Taehyung then fondly smiled at him and kissed his hand. He loved it when Jimin called him ‘hyung’ since he knew Jimin did so out of love and respect.

‘That means a lot to me Jiminie.’ Taehyung said in his overly deep voice.

‘Can I ask though? I mean, you said your mother was awful to you, so how can you care so much?’ Jimin questioned with a curious expression.

‘Yeah she was, but she’s still my mother. She gave life to me, she fed me, clothed me, kept a roof over my head, sent me to school. I can’t exactly hate her completely, you know? And now that she’s dying… I just know I’ll regret it later in life if I don’t get us both closure.’ Taehyung explained on the verge of tears. Jimin threw himself into Taehyung’s arms and held him tight. Taehyung scoffed and wrapped his arms around him.

‘You’re so amazing Tae. Seriously, I admire you and respect you so much.’ Jimin whispered into the crook of his neck, both of them fighting off tears.

‘Thanks Chim. So how are things with Kook back home?’ Taehyung asked, changing the topic, causing Jimin to slowly pull away from the embrace with a preoccupied expression.

‘Not sure how to answer that, he’s barely home.’ Jimin sighed, trying his best not to lie.

‘Well, that sounds like Kook. It’s probably really hard for him to be around you again, and your parents of course, but mostly you.’ Taehyung responded.

‘Yeah I suppose.’ Jimin whispered with his gaze lowered. Taehyung’s instincts then told him that something was off.

‘Jimin, please tell me you and Kook didn’t do anything stupid?’ Taehyung asked with a concerned expression. Without responding, Jimin broke down in tears. Taehyung let out a soft sigh and took the crying boy into his arms.

‘It was my fault. I hate myself for being so weak around him.’ Jimin cried, his endless stream of tears soaking the Gucci shirt Taehyung was wearing.

‘Don’t be so hard on yourself. It sucks when you really love someone but have to keep a certain distance, trust me I know.’ Taehyung consoled, stroking his soft hair. Jimin then realized that he needed to tell Taehyung the truth. It wasn’t fair of Yoongi and Jungkook to betray him like that.

‘Tae, I need to tell you something.’ Jimin said in a serious tone upon pulling away from the embrace and regaining his composure.

‘Okay, what is it?’ Taehyung posed curiously.

‘I hate to be the one to tell you, it’s going to really hurt you and I’m sorry.’ Jimin continued, fighting back tears.

‘Jimin, you’re starting to scare me. Just tell me.’ Taehyung insisted, softly caressing his flushed cheek with a smile.

‘It’s about Yoongi, and uh, Jungkook.’ Jimin replied, giving Taehyung a second to brace himself.

‘Yoongs and Kook? What about them?’ Taehyung questioned, puzzled. Jimin closed his eyes and took a deep breath before responding.

‘Tae, the first night Jungkook was here, he and Yoongi met at some bar and had sex.’ Jimin answered in all honesty. Taehyung pressed his lips into a thin line and busted out laughing.

‘That is hilarious! Seriously? Jimin, Jungkook doesn’t even like guys, it’s just you. And Yoongi still hates both of you. On top of that, neither of them could ever do that to me. But good joke!’ Taehyung chuckled, laughing so hard that tears welled up in his eyes.

‘I wish it was.’ Jimin said softly, quickly wiping the tears that had spilled. Taehyung then glanced up at the serious and very hurt expression on his face.

‘Jimin, wait, WHAT?!!’ Taehyung shouted, incredulous.

‘And not just that. Last night at the party, Yoongi came over and I caught them kissing. Then after the party Jungkook left to go meet him. He didn’t even come home yet.’ Jimin added as Taehyung furiously stared out in front of him.

‘How could they do this to us?!’ Taehyung asked in a firm tone, his voice trembling from suppressing the urge to cry.

‘I don’t know. I can’t even make any sense of it.’ Jimin sniffed, struggling to stay composed.

‘What do we even do about this?’ Taehyung posed, staring at Jimin with tears in his eyes.

‘I’m not sure. Well, I have a plan, but I don’t think you’ll like it.’ Jimin answered with a hint of anxiety.

‘Tell me.’ Taehyung demanded in his intimidating deep voice.

 

***

Jungkook woke up dazed, confused and hungover for the second time that week. It would seem that being back home was steering him towards an alcohol addiction. He sat up straight and rubbed his eyes, instantly concerned to realize that he wasn’t in his own bedroom/guestroom. He instantly jumped up and started looking for his cellphone and car-keys. As soon as he stood up to leave, Yoongi entered the bedroom with a cup of coffee and a smug grin on his face.

‘Um, thanks.’ Jungkook mumbled, taking the cup with his gaze lowered. His memory from the previous night was foggy to say the least.

‘Sure. Sleep well?’ Yoongi grinned. Jungkook then glanced up at him with an anxious expression.

‘Yoongi, did something happen last night?’ Jungkook inquired, fearful of what the answer might be.

‘Something? You mean sex?’ Yoongi chuckled, causing Jungkook to lower his gaze again in embarrassment.

‘Yeah.’ He muttered.

‘Relax. We didn’t have sex. Basically you just got wasted and started crying over Jimin.’ Yoongi informed with a sigh of disappointment.

‘I was crying?’ Jungkook asked, embarrassed, but also relieved that he hadn’t made yet another mistake.

‘Yep, bawling like a little baby.’ Yoongi scoffed. Jungkook lowered his head and softly smiled to himself.

‘I’m sorry about that. Thanks for letting me stay here.’ Jungkook said with a sincere smile. He actually started considering Yoongi a friend.

‘Well I didn’t have a choice, you passed out. And you don’t need to thank me.’ Yoongi stated in a somewhat serious tone.

‘What do you mean?’ Jungkook asked with a puzzled expression.

‘Jungkook, I was honestly hoping to get you drunk so we’d have sex. I know that sounds terrible. I’m sorry.’ Yoongi confessed with his gaze lowered, feeling ashamed of his true intentions.

‘Why do you even want this?’ Jungkook demanded, confused and a little upset.

‘I don’t know, I like you.’ Yoongi admitted, looking up into his eyes with a hint of desire.

‘But… what about Tae?’ Jungkook pressed, still very confused.

‘I love him, but he doesn’t want to be with me anymore. What should I do? Spend the rest of my life pining after him?’ Yoongi countered, fighting off tears.

‘Yoongi, Tae loves you too. He’s just dealing with a lot right now. You need to give him some more time.’ Jungkook stated firmly, rising to Taehyung’s defense.

‘It’s been over 6 months! I’ve been going crazy, wanting him, missing him, needing him…’ Yoongi started to say before he broke down in tears.

‘That’s how I’ve been feeling for over 2 years.’ Jungkook said in a soft tone, fighting off tears.

‘I know, you mentioned that last night while you were crying.’ Yoongi sniffed, both of them chuckling at his remark.

‘Look, sex is not a good idea, but I’d like to be friends.’ Jungkook offered with a kind smile.

‘I’d love to be friends.’ Yoongi accepted with a gummy smile.

‘Great. So, I think I’ll head out. Are you gonna be okay?’ Jungkook asked with concern since he caught Yoongi quickly wiping away his tears.

‘I don’t know. I’m just so tired of hurting.’ Yoongi replied in a soft tone with tears streaming down his face.

‘Me too.’ Jungkook whispered, tears streaming down his face as well. Yoongi then leaped forward and smashed their lips together. For some reason Jungkook pulled him closer and deepened the kiss. While kissing intensely, they wasted no time in undressing each other as fast as they could. Before they knew it, they were in naked in bed. Yoongi was on his back, moaning softly as Jungkook prepped him with his fingers.

‘Mmm… ah-ah… okay, I’m ready…’ Yoongi moaned, pulling Jungkook upwards. Jungkook stared down into his glistening eyes and felt hesitant.

‘Yoongi… I feel… I don’t want to feel anything…’ Jungkook whispered, closing his eyes, letting one of his tears drip down to Yoongi’s cheek.

‘Then don’t think… it’s just you and me… fuck me…’ Yoongi whispered back, running his fingers through Jungkook’s hair as he wrapped his legs around his hips. Jungkook nodded, bit his bottom lip and closed his eyes when he pushed his tip past Yoongi’s tight hole. Once his entire length was in, he started thrusting at a slow and steady pace.

‘How’s it feel?’ Jungkook breathed, staring down at Yoongi licking his lips and softly moaning.

‘Feels so good… don’t hold back… fuck me hard.’ Yoongi moaned with tears in his eyes. Jungkook leaned down and buried his face into the crook of Yoongi’s neck since he didn’t want Yoongi to see him crying. Then he gripped Yoongi’s thighs and started ramming his cock inside of him.

‘AAHH!... YES!... ah-ah-ah… Jungkook! FUCK ME!... AH!’ Yoongi moaned loudly, drowning in pure desire. In that moment, everything else simply faded away. All either of them could focus on was the intoxicating pleasure.

‘Fuck! Tell me to go harder…’ Jungkook panted, picking up the pace even more as he felt his orgasm building up. On some level, a level he couldn’t access at that time, he knew it was wrong. But it felt so good to be distracted from all his pain and just drown in the pleasure and satisfaction of what they were doing.

‘HARDER! FUCK ME HARDER JUNGKOOK!’ Yoongi screamed, as he stroked himself faster, feeling his orgasm at the tip of his dick. Yoongi in turn also knew it was wrong for several reasons, but Jungkook’s thick cock had a way of making him dismiss that.

 

After they both came, they actually held each other close for a few minutes. Yoongi was resting his head on Jungkook’s firm chest and trailed his hand up and down his abdomen. Jungkook was slowly tracing his fingers across Yoongi’s lower back, making him chuckle softly.

‘Is that a tickle-spot?’ Jungkook scoffed.

‘Yeah it is.’ Yoongi chuckled.

‘So now what?’ Jungkook sighed, getting back to reality.

‘Well, I have some work to do. But we can hang out tonight, if you want.’ Yoongi suggested, fondly smiling at him.

‘Sure. It’s not like I have anything better to do.’ Jungkook smirked, clearly teasing him. Yoongi rolled his eyes at him and went back to trailing his hand up and down his smooth, sweaty skin for a couple more minutes. Jungkook threw his head back and closed his eyes. For the time being he didn’t want to think about the consequences or anything else for that matter. Jungkook simply didn’t want to feel anything anymore.

 

***

It was rather late in the afternoon when Jimin finally returned home. After seeing Taehyung, Jimin went over to Hoseok’s house. After all, Hoseok was his boyfriend and he was only there for a few days, so Jimin felt obligated to spend time with him. But in truth, Jimin felt relieved to finally be home again. Being around Hoseok was a lot more difficult since he felt unbearably guilty. A part of him kept trying to convince himself to just break up with Hoseok. It wasn’t fair to him. He knew Hoseok deserved so much better. If he ever knew the truth, he would feel so hurt, betrayed and probably disgusted. Since Jimin didn’t want to continue hurting him, he firmly decided to break up with Hoseok if Taehyung agreed to his plan. When Jimin walked past Jungkook’s bedroom, he saw that the light was on. Unsure whether or not to go in, he took a deep breath and knocked on the door.

‘Hey Jimin. What’s up?’ Jungkook said mechanically, not even looking at him.

‘Oh nothing. Can I come in and suck your dick?’ Jimin stated sarcastically, blankly staring at him.

‘Very funny.’ Jungkook retorted, finally making eye-contact. His intense gaze made Jimin want to break down in tears. Jimin honestly couldn’t understand the immensity of his love for Jungkook. To Jimin, if happiness had a name, that name would be Jeon Jungkook.

‘Why are you being like this? It’s like you want to hurt me.’ Jimin said softly on the verge of tears. Jungkook glanced away, grabbed his arm and pulled him inside of his bedroom, safely closing the door behind them.

‘What do you want? You want me to fuck you? Okay, take your clothes off.’ Jungkook stated firmly, moving closer until he had Jimin pressed up against the door.

‘You think I want sex?! Trust me, if I wanted sex, I could easily get it.’ Jimin sneered as Jungkook blankly stared down at him. Jungkook then inched his face closer, hovering his lips over Jimin’s.

‘Then what do you want?’ Jungkook whispered, pressing his thumb against Jimin’s thick bottom lip.

‘You know what I want.’ Jimin cried, unable to contain his emotions anymore. But Jungkook vacantly stared at the tears streaming down his face since he gave himself over to the numbing darkness and felt nothing. He then took a few steps back and let out a deep sigh.

‘Jimin, I’m not what you want. Trust me, I can’t make you happy.’ Jungkook retorted with that same empty expression on his face.

‘My happiness lies with you. I just need you to love me.’ Jimin whispered, slowly walking up to him.

‘I can’t love you, I can’t even love myself.’ Jungkook said in a soft tone, pressing his hand against Jimin’s chest to stop him from getting closer.

‘Don’t say that… please. Jungkook… IT’S LIKE I CAN’T EVEN FUCKING BREATHE ANYMORE!’ Jimin shouted as he crashed to the floor, sobbing uncontrollably. Jungkook closed his eyes for a second before lifting him up into his arms and throwing him on his bed. Jimin stared at him with a puzzled expression as Jungkook slowly climbed on top of him and kissed his forehead.

‘You know I don’t like it when you cry…’ Jungkook whispered. Before Jimin could respond, Jungkook smashed their lips together and kissed him aggressively. Jimin was letting himself get lost in the moment until he felt Jungkook grab his crotch.

‘Kook! What are you doing?! I don’t want it like this…’ Jimin protested, moving away from underneath him. Jungkook sat up straight and vacantly stared at him again.

‘Then get out. I have plans.’ Jungkook retorted, grabbing his cellphone with a sigh.

‘With Yoongi again?’ Jimin asked, fighting off tears.

‘Does it matter?’ Jungkook replied, not even looking up at him. Jimin quickly wiped his tears and left. It wasn’t fair of Jungkook to hurt him like that and Jimin was determined to give him a taste of his own medicine.

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The Next Morning…

Jungkook was lying wide awake in his bed. He couldn’t sleep the previous night. After he came home late from hanging out with Yoongi, he simply laid in bed and reflected on his life. For some reason he couldn’t stop thinking about the time before it all started, the time when he and Jimin were simply brothers, nothing more. Was there anything he could’ve done to prevent it all? Was there any specific situation that he should’ve handled differently? If only he could go back in time and stop it all from happening. Everyone’s lives would be so much easier if they had just stayed brothers. Jungkook couldn’t help but wonder why he let it happen.

 

***FLASHBACK***

15-yearold Jungkook was sitting in bed, softly crying in the dark. When his bedroom door slowly creaked open, he quickly wiped his tears, turned the lights on and composed himself. Jimin walked in with a cautious smile and Jungkook rolled his eyes while letting out a deep sigh of annoyance.

‘What do you want?’ Jungkook sneered, clearly mad at him.

‘Hi hyung, how was your soccer match? Did your team win?’ Jimin asked with a fond smile, standing a bit too close to him. Jungkook glanced up at him and stared into his eyes for a few seconds before standing up.

‘Yeah we won.’ Jungkook whispered, standing right in front of Jimin, their faces just inches apart. Jimin let out a soft gasp and took a few steps back, the intensity nearly killed him.

‘I’m glad you won hyung, I wish I was there to see it.’ Jimin said in a soft tone, feeling a bit regretful and still flustered from that rather intense moment.

‘Well you could’ve been if Mom and Dad didn’t decide to take you shopping.’ Jungkook gritted, clenching his fists to remain calm.

‘But hyung I needed those art supplies, I’m starting a class soon.’ Jimin pointed out.

‘Right. Your needs come first of course.’ Jungkook scoffed sarcastically.

‘Are you mad at me?’ Jimin asked softly, starting to feel a little sad.

‘No. Why would I be mad at you? It’s not like you’re the reason my life sucks, wait… no, you are the reason my life sucks.’ Jungkook retorted, darkly glaring at him. Jimin felt deeply hurt and lowered his head to hide the tears in his eyes.

‘You know, ever since you started high-school this year, you’ve turned into a total jerk!’ Jimin cried, sniffing and wiping his tears.

‘Then stop trying to get close to me! Stop coming into my room without knocking, stop asking me how I’m doing, JUST STOP PRETENDING YOU GIVE A SHIT!’ Jungkook snapped, quickly turning around to wipe away the tears that had spilled. Jimin grabbed his arm and pulled him around, forcing him to face him.

‘How can you say that?! Hyung, I’m not pretending, I care about you.’ Jimin countered with tears streaming down his face, wishing he could tell Jungkook how he truly felt about him. Jungkook started to feel guilty for lashing out on him. He could tell Jimin was being sincere, so he moved closer and softly wiped away his tears. Jimin closed his eyes and let out a breath he didn’t even know he had been holding in. There was something so soothing in Jungkook’s gentle touch. Jungkook stared down at his little brother’s beautiful face, his soft skin, his long lashes that Jungkook only noticed since he had his eyes closed and his plump lips. Unknowingly, Jungkook moved his thumb down to Jimin’s lips, wondering what they would taste like. When Jimin felt Jungkook’s thumb at the side of his bottom-lip, he opened his eyes with a soft gasp. As Jimin fondly stared into his eyes with an eager smile, Jungkook quickly regained his senses and took a few steps back.

‘Um, you-uh, you need to leave…’ Jungkook muttered with his gaze lowered. Jimin felt disappointed but he listened to his big brother anyways and started walking towards the door. Before he left, he turned around to take one last look at him.

‘Hyung, you should stop pushing away people that care about you, otherwise it’s gonna be a lonely life for you.’ Jimin cautioned, sincerely staring into Jungkook’s glistening eyes.

‘What the hell do you know about life? You’re just 12.’ Jungkook retorted, a bit annoyed that his kid-brother was giving him life advice.

‘I know enough to realize that I want you in my life… always.’ Jimin continued, fighting back tears. At a loss for words, Jungkook simply looked away. Jimin then finally left in tears, hoping, wishing, praying that he would one day have Jungkook’s love.

 

***_****

 

Presently, the Jeon family was sitting at the kitchen table since Mrs. Jeon prepared a very special breakfast. After all, they were expecting some very special guests. Jungkook and Jimin were sitting across each other in complete silence. They couldn’t even look up from their plates. The doorbell then rang and both Mr. and Mrs. Jeon jumped out of their seats and went for the door, leaving the boys alone in the kitchen for a couple of minutes. It was then that Jungkook finally glanced up at Jimin to notice the sad expression on his face.

‘Jimin…’ Jungkook started to say in a soft tone. Jimin instantly popped his head up and looked at him.

‘Yeah?’ He replied softly. For obvious reasons, they couldn’t be very loud.

‘Do you ever think about the time before it all started?’ Jungkook carefully posed.

‘I do actually, all the time.’ Jimin admitted with tears in his eyes.

‘For some reason I can’t help but wonder if there was a way to avoid it.’ Jungkook sighed, tightening his grip around the fork he was holding.

‘I guess there might’ve been. But it wouldn’t matter, not to me at least.’ Jimin said, intently staring into his eyes.

‘What do you mean?’ Jungkook asked with a curious expression.

‘I mean, I was already in love with you before it all started.’ Jimin explained, causing tears to well up in Jungkook’s eyes.

‘Are you serious?’ Jungkook whispered, fighting back tears.

‘Hyung… I’ve always been in love with you.’ Jimin confessed, a single tear streaming down his face. Before Jungkook could respond, their parents and their favorite uncles walked into the kitchen, all 4 of them with bright smiles on their faces. Both Jungkook and Jimin quickly composed themselves and stood up to hug their uncles with forced smiles. Namjoon sat down next to Jungkook and Seokjin next to Jimin.

‘It’s so good to see you boys again.’ Namjoon said with a fond smile, patting Jungkook’s back.

‘Yes, both of you have grown up so much!’ Seokjin pointed out, caressing Jimin’s hair.

‘Jiminie, I hear you have a boyfriend, good for you. What about you Kook, seeing anyone?’ Namjoon inquired, glancing at Jungkook with a smirk. Before Jungkook could respond, Jimin quickly interjected.

‘Yes. Hyung also has a boyfriend.’ Jimin said with a sarcastic smile. Jungkook threw him a dark glare before returning his gaze to his uncle who had a puzzled expression on his face, along with everyone else.

‘Jungkookie, is that true? I didn’t realize you were also into guys now.’ Seokjin interposed, curiously smiling at him.

‘I’m not uncle Jin.’ Jungkook muttered, feeling overly anxious as everyone stared at him, demanding an explanation of sorts.

‘Oh so Jiminie was just joking.’ Namjoon scoffed, patting Jungkook’s shoulder once more.

‘Yeah he was. I mean, I had sex with a guy recently, but that doesn’t mean I’m gay now.’ Jungkook responded callously, causing his father to start choking on his food. His mother stared at him in shock as she handed his father a glass of water since he was coughing endlessly.

‘You—um… what… which guy?!’ His mother demanded, quickly glancing at Jimin then back at Jungkook.

‘Just someone I went to high-school with.’ Jungkook quickly answered. Everyone secretly let out a sigh of relief.

‘That’s fine Kook. You’re in college, everyone experiments in college.’ Namjoon chuckled, then returned to his food, pretending he didn’t know their family’s dirty little secret.

 

***

Yoongi was taking an exceptionally long shower. He had just returned from an afternoon jog and liked taking long showers since he used that time to organize his thoughts. As the warm water poured over him, he reflected on his entire life. For the most part, he was thinking about Taehyung. The past few months without him were the most painful of Yoongi’s existence. Whatever he had going with Jungkook was a mere distraction and both of them were fully aware of that. They didn’t have sex the previous night, they simply shared a few drinks and talked. Yoongi had to come to terms with what he was doing. Since he and Taehyung hadn’t officially broken up, he knew it was wrong. Several minutes later, Yoongi finally got out of the shower and walked back into his bedroom with a towel wrapped around his waist. When he discovered Taehyung sitting on his bed, he came to a stop, frozen in his place as he stared at him. Taehyung glanced up from his phone and kindly smiled at him.

‘Nice towel.’ Taehyung chuckled. Yoongi forced a smile and walked up to him, carefully taking a seat next to him.

‘This is a nice surprise.’ Yoongi admitted, smiling as he took Taehyung’s hand in his. Taehyung smiled back at him and entwined their fingers.

‘You can take the towel off if you want.’ Taehyung said in his familiar deep voice, intently staring into Yoongi’s eyes.

‘Um, what—what do you, uh, mean?’ Yoongi stuttered, already hard from merely hearing Taehyung say that to him in his overly deep and seductive voice. In addition to that, they hadn’t had sex in months and Yoongi craved his touch more than anything. Taehyung scoffed as he glanced down to notice his erection.

‘Want me to suck it?’ Taehyung whispered, softly rubbing him over his towel, making him moan. But Yoongi knew it would be wrong to have sex with him before confessing his mistakes, so gathered all the self-control he had and stood up. Taehyung stood up as well with a puzzled expression.

‘I need to tell you something…’ Yoongi started to say on the verge of tears. Of course, Taehyung knew exactly what he was about to say, but he played along nonetheless.

‘What is it?’ Taehyung posed with his arms crossed, blankly staring at him.

‘I fucked up, I’m so sorry.’ Yoongi cried, unable to suppress the guilt he felt any longer.

‘I need to hear you say it Yoongi.’ Taehyung stated firmly. Yoongi then glanced up at him with an anxious expression.

‘You already know?’ Yoongi asked in a soft tone, fearful of what might happen next.

‘Yeah I do.’ Taehyung replied, still blankly staring at him.

‘Tae, I was really drunk the first time, and I honestly don’t know why it happened the second time. But I promise, that’s over now. I mean it! We met up last night and nothing happened because we both realized that we shouldn’t do it. Neither of us even wanted it, we were just hurt and stupid and just looking for a meaningless distraction.’ Yoongi confessed with tears endlessly streaming down his face.

‘I get that you were hurting Yoongi, but you couldn’t find someone else to fuck around with? It just had to be my best-friend?’ Taehyung sneered, finally expressing the anger he felt.

‘I know baby, I’m sorry! I was a fucking idiot and I’m just so sorry! Can we please get past this?’ Yoongi implored, stepping closer to Taehyung only to have him take a few steps back.

‘No we can’t. Why do you keep hurting me?’ Taehyung asked softly with tears in his eyes. In that moment, Yoongi felt his heart shatter into a million pieces.

‘What are you talking about?’ Yoongi whispered, downright sobbing at that point.

‘First you couldn’t support me when I needed you the most, and now this. Do you even get how much it hurt me when you asked me to choose between you and my dying mother? I begged you to understand, I cried my eyes out in front of you, but you just wouldn’t listen. Then I asked you to give me some time, and I thought we could work things through, but then you fuck my best-friend?!’ Taehyung cried, sitting down on Yoongi’s bed as he continued to cry in the palm of his hands. Yoongi slowly walked up to him and got on his knees before him.

‘You’re right. You shouldn’t forgive me, I don’t deserve your forgiveness.’ Yoongi said in a soft tone as he stared down at the floor. Taehyung looked down at him as Yoongi glanced up. They shared the most painful moment of eye-contact. Both of them still loved the other deeply, but it was just too much to handle at the time.

‘I’m glad we finally agree on something. This is over… officially.’ Taehyung said in a serious tone. Yoongi let out a sob, closed his eyes and nodded. Taehyung then stood up and walked away, leaving a beyond heart-broken Yoongi behind to continue sobbing on the floor.

 

***

Jimin crashed on his bed with a loud sigh. He had just gotten off the phone with Hoseok. They originally had plans to go out, but Jimin had a far too stressful day. To that effect he made up some excuse so he could stay in that night. As per usual, he went out with his uncle Seokjin in the afternoon and had returned home not so long ago. Seokjin just wanted to make sure he was okay, something he always did during his visits. But what was really weighing on Jimin’s mind was Jungkook’s sudden change in demeanor that day. Jungkook was actually being kind to him, and it wasn’t just him. Jungkook had spent the entire day at home, the first time he ever did that since he got back. He helped their father with some paperwork for his job, he helped their mother prepare dinner and he played soccer with their uncle Namjoon. Jimin couldn’t help but feel that Jungkook was doing so out of guilt and he hated himself for being the cause of it. Before he could start crying himself to sleep again, there was an unexpected knock on his door. As soon as he opened the door, he smiled brightly and dragged his visitor into his bedroom, carefully closing the door behind them.

‘So I just had the weirdest conversation with your Mom.’ Taehyung chuckled as he and Jimin both took a seat on his bed.

‘Really? What about?’ Jimin scoffed with a curious expression.

‘She asked me if me and Kook are more than friends now…’ Taehyung reacted, puzzled. Jimin knew why she asked him that and started laughing, adding to Taehyung’s confusion.

‘That’s probably my fault.’ Jimin chuckled.

‘I don’t even wanna know.’ Taehyung sighed. After all, he’s had a pretty stressful day too.

‘That’s probably best. So, have you decided?’ Jimin carefully posed.

‘I have. Jimin, I have a lot going on in my life right now, I don’t have time for these games.’ Taehyung answered, sincerely staring at him. Jimin could see the pain in his eyes and moved closer to him, taking his hand and entwining their fingers.

‘I figured you would say that. Then what are you going to do?’ Jimin asked, resting his chin on Taehyung’s shoulder.

‘I’ve already done it, I broke up with Yoongi.’ Taehyung replied. Jimin’s eyes widened in disbelief. He knew better than anyone just how much Taehyung loved Yoongi.

‘Oh my god, are you serious?!’ Jimin pressed, incredulous.

‘If Yoongi and Jungkook wanna fuck around, that’s their business. Let them do what they want. I’m done letting Yoongi or anyone else hurt me.’ Taehyung said in a soft tone as he blankly stared out in front of him.

‘And what about Jungkook? Are you gonna stop being friends with him?’ Jimin asked with concern. He knew how much Jungkook valued their friendship.

‘No I’m not. Jungkook’s been through a lot, too much really. Our friendship has gotten both of us through some pretty tough times, I don’t wanna lose that. I’m just gonna talk to him tomorrow, right now I’m too exhausted, can’t handle another confrontation.’ Taehyung sighed, then glanced over at Jimin with a fond smile. Jimin smiled back and ran his fingers through his hair. If anything, he felt relieved that he didn’t complicate Jungkook’s life even more.

‘You’re a good person hyung.’ Jimin noted, pulling Taehyung into his arms. Taehyung closed his eyes as he rested his head on Jimin’s soft body, feeling such comfort in the warmth of his embrace.

‘What about you, what are you gonna do?’ Taehyung asked as Jimin soothingly stroked his back.

‘Nothing. I am gonna break up with Hoseok though.’ Jimin mentioned, causing Taehyung to instantly pull away from the embrace.

‘Jiminie, why?’ Taehyung inquired as he stared at him with a concerned expression.

‘I can’t do this to him. I mean, it’s not like I can ever be honest with him, or anyone for that matter. Nobody would love me if they knew how fucked up I really am.’ Jimin cried, quickly wiping his tears and struggling to regain his composure.

‘That’s not true, I love you.’ Taehyung consoled, taking his hand.

‘But that’s different. It’s not like you’d ever wanna be with me, not since you know everything.’ Jimin continued to cry.

‘Of course I would. Jimin, do you not remember our little fling? I knew everything back then too. I can honestly picture myself with you.’ Taehyung admitted as Jimin fondly stared at him with tears streaming down his face.

‘You would accept me despite knowing the truth?’ Jimin whispered, moving closer to him.

‘Jimin, sure I would! I mean, it’s not like I’m the most “normal” person on the planet. I think you’re amazing and kind, funny, smart and I don’t need to tell you how gorgeous you are.’ Taehyung chuckled, making Jimin blush with his gaze lowered. After Taehyung successfully cheered him up, he gave Jimin a quick hug and left, certain that he had unintentionally complicated their friendship.

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The Following Day…

 

Jimin was anxiously waiting for Hoseok at a pastry shop near his house. Hoseok had insisted that they meet up for breakfast since they hadn’t seen much of each other for the past couple of days. Jimin had wanted to wait until the next day to break up with Hoseok, but he just couldn’t keep torturing them both any longer. It’s best to simply get it over with as soon as possible. While he stayed up practically the entire night before, rehearsing how he would break up with Hoseok, Jimin felt certain that there was no easy way to do it and that no matter what, he was going to hurt Hoseok deeply. But Jimin figured that it wouldn’t be fair to keep lying to him either, so once they’ve broken up, Jimin knew that in time Hoseok would move on and find someone that will make him truly happy, someone that sincerely deserved him. When he glanced up to notice Hoseok approaching him with a bright sunshine smile, he had to fight back tears. If only there was a way to let Hoseok down easy.

‘Morning baby, you look great! Sleep okay?’ Hoseok asked with a kind smile, sitting across Jimin and taking his hand.

‘Sure. I’m sorry I’ve been distant lately, I’ve had a lot going on.’ Jimin started to say, anxiously smiling at him. Hoseok was fondly staring at him with utmost adoration and Jimin hated himself for what he needed to do.

‘That’s okay, you’ve had a busy week, with your parents’ anniversary and Jungkook visiting, it’s fine Jiminie, you don’t have to apologize.’ Hoseok chuckled, taking Jimin’s hand up to his mouth and closing his eyes as he softly kissed it. Jimin choked down a sob as he struggled to stay composed. For the past 2 years, Hoseok really did make him happy. He had been such a great and supportive friend, and the most caring and understanding boyfriend anyone could ask for.

‘Thanks, but it’s not just that…’ Jimin whispered, his voice shaking from suppressing the urge to cry. Hoseok then realized that something was wrong.

‘Baby, what is it?’ Hoseok asked with concern, leaning over the table so he could caress Jimin’s flushed face.

‘Hoseok… I don’t want to hurt you, but I can’t keep doing this.’ Jimin replied with tears in his eyes.

‘Jimin, you’re really starting to scare me…’ Hoseok responded, worriedly staring at him.

‘I’m just gonna say it. I don’t think we should see each other anymore.’ Jimin sniffed, quickly wiping away his tears since they were in a public place and he didn’t want the make a scene. Hoseok’s eyes widened in shock and he vacantly stared at Jimin with tears streaming down his face.

‘Wh—What… but… wait… why?’ Hoseok managed to say, unable to stop crying. Jimin couldn’t contain himself anymore either, he broke down in tears and palmed his face.

‘Please don’t cry… I hate myself for hurting you, but I can’t keep lying to you either.’ Jimin cried, pressing their foreheads together.

‘What are you talking about? When did you lie to me?’ Hoseok demanded, hurt and very confused.

‘That’s the thing, I can’t tell you.’ Jimin answered, struggling to regain his composure. Hoseok wiped his tears, took a deep breath and stood up. Jimin was going to stand up as well, but Hoseok pushed him back down as he sternly stared down at him.

‘I understand. Did you really think I didn’t notice that bite-mark on your shoulder? If you wanna leave me because you’d rather fuck your brother, that’s fine, do what you want.’ Hoseok stated firmly in a low voice that Jimin had never heard before. Jimin stared up at him, his eyes widened in shock and panic. Before he could respond, Hoseok leaned down, kissed his forehead and walked out of the shop. Along with the sadness and frustration, Jimin felt certain that he was having a panic-attack while he struggled to take out his phone so he could call Taehyung.

 

***

Jungkook was already busy packing up his stuff. Although he had a couple more days, he didn’t want to leave anything until the last minute. While carefully organizing everything, he came across the ring Jimin gave him for his 17th birthday, also known as their “engagement ring”. Jungkook chuckled to himself as he picked it up and stared at Jimin’s engraved name. Before he got too emotional, he quickly put it back inside of the inner pocket of his suitcase. Then he spent the next several minutes packing and organizing his thoughts. He mostly reflected back on the conversation he had with Taehyung at breakfast. Jungkook felt alarmed to say the least when Taehyung showed up at his house and offered to take him out for breakfast. Before Taehyung could confront him, Jungkook broke down in tears and confessed everything. Luckily they were still in Taehyung’s car, so no one had to witness that scene. But Jungkook felt so grateful and relieved when Taehyung consoled him and assured him that they would always be best-friends. If there was one thing Jungkook was thankful for, it was that he couldn’t have asked for a better friend. After getting the confessions out of the way, they enjoyed a delicious breakfast and talked about planning a guy’s-trip for the summer. All in all, Jungkook was currently in a good mood, something he hadn’t been for quite some time. There was then a sudden knock on his bedroom door and shortly afterwards, his uncle Namjoon walked in with a soft smile.

‘Hey uncle Joon, can I help you with something?’ Jungkook asked with an anxious smile. That was the first time in his whole life that his uncle Namjoon ever came into his bedroom.

‘Nope, I was just thinking we could talk for a bit.’ Namjoon answered with a fond smile, taking a seat on Jungkook’s bed and motioning for him to sit next to him. Jungkook nervously smiled back at him as he moved his suitcase out of the way and sat down next to his uncle.

‘Sure, what’s up?’ Jungkook posed, struggling to mask his anxiety.

‘We’ve never been really close, have we? Then again, Jin and I aren’t exactly around a lot.’ Namjoon sighed, feeling a little guilty that he didn’t spend enough time with his family.

‘That’s true, but you and uncle Jin have your owns lives, so it’s fine.’ Jungkook scoffed, unsure where that conversation was headed.

‘Even so, your uncle Jin always makes sure to check in on everyone, and he’s not even your blood-relative.’ Namjoon scoffed sarcastically.

‘So you’re trying to bond with me now because you feel guilty?’ Jungkook chuckled, making Namjoon smile as he lowered his gaze in embarrassment.

‘Maybe. But I’m also worried about you.’ Namjoon admitted, throwing an arm around Jungkook’s shoulder.

‘What do you mean?’ Jungkook questioned in a soft tone as he glanced at him with tears in his eyes.

‘Kook, I know what happened between you and Jiminie.’ Namjoon confessed. Jungkook instantly looked away, too ashamed and disgusted with himself to look his uncle in the eyes.

‘I’m sorry you know about that.’ Jungkook whispered, still looking away with tears streaming down his face. Namjoon then wrapped both arms around him and pulled him in for an embrace, but Jungkook tried to resist as he broke down in tears completely.

‘Hey look at me… Jungkook, it’s okay… look at me.’ Namjoon soothed, palming his face as Jungkook finally looked up at him again in tears.

‘What?’ Jungkook cried as his uncle fondly smiled at him with tears in his eyes as well.

‘It’s not your fault.’ Namjoon stated firmly, palming his face with both hands. Jungkook closed his eyes and started sobbing uncontrollably. His uncle Namjoon pulled him closer and held him in his arms, soothingly caressing his back as he kissed his forehead.

‘But it is my fault… everyone said so…’ Jungkook whispered as he cried in his uncle’s arms.

‘Jungkookie, you were so young when it all started. Sometimes things just happen and you can’t explain why. In these cases, people always look for someone to blame, but Kook, it’s not your fault and it’s not Jimin’s fault either.’ Namjoon soothed.

‘Then why did that happen to us?’ Jungkook asked, gently pulling away from the embrace and wiping his tears.

‘Like I said, sometimes things just happen for no particular reason. But you are not to blame and what happened doesn’t make you a bad person.’ Namjoon answered, running his fingers through Jungkook’s hair with a sincere smile.

‘Thanks uncle Joon, but I just don’t know how to let go of everything.’ Jungkook sighed, slowly regaining his composure.

‘Because you still have feelings for Jimin?’ Namjoon inquired, not even a hint of judgment in his tone of voice. Jungkook saw the neutral expression on his face and felt very surprised.

‘Yeah I do. It doesn’t… disgust you?’ Jungkook asked, lowering his gaze as he whispered the last part.

‘No it doesn’t.’ Namjoon admitted in all honesty. Jungkook glanced up at him with widened eyes, shocked to his very core.

‘Really?’ Jungkook said softly.

‘Really. Jungkook, you and Jimin never meant to fall for each other. Nobody can explain why it happened. Yes, it’s not generally accepted throughout society, but does that make it wrong or disgusting? Neither of you can help it, so does that mean you two should sacrifice your happiness for the sake of society?’ Namjoon explained. Jungkook blankly stared at him as he carefully processed each and every word. Out of everyone he knew, he always assumed that his uncle Namjoon would be the least supportive.

‘You’re actually okay with it?!’ Jungkook scoffed, incredulous.

‘I’m not saying I condone this, but I strongly believe that everyone has the right to choose their own happiness as long as they’re not hurting anyone.’ Namjoon replied, smiling as he caressed Jungkook’s face. Jungkook smiled brightly and threw himself in his uncle’s arms. Both of them chuckled as they shared a very affectionate, heartwarming embrace. Once Namjoon cheered him up, he helped him finish off packing, then they simply moved on to discussing more casual topics.

 

***

It was late in the afternoon and Jimin had just finished getting ready to head over to Taehyung’s house. He and Taehyung needed to discuss certain very important things. The first thing on the list being, what they should do about Hoseok knowing the truth. Right when Jimin was heading for his bedroom door to leave, the door opened and Jungkook walked in, carefully closing the door behind him.

‘What do you want? Don’t you have plans with Yoongi or something?’ Jimin sneered, rolling his eyes at him.

‘No I don’t and that’s completely over. I wanted to talk to you but it looks like you’re heading out. Meeting Hoseok?’ Jungkook asked in a soft tone, being unusually kind and casual.

‘I’m not meeting Hoseok. In fact, I broke up with him this morning.’ Jimin informed. Jungkook tried his very best to hide the joy he felt from that revelation.

‘Sorry to hear that.’ He lied, smiling as he walked up to Jimin.

‘I’m sure you are. Anyways, whatever you have to say, say it quick.’ Jimin sighed in annoyance. Jungkook then took his hand and walked to his bed with him. They then took  a seat next to each other and Jimin started to feel a little overwhelmed.

‘Okay, I’ll make it quick. First of all, I’m sorry about the whole thing with Yoongi, I know that it really hurt you. I talked to Tae this morning too. Jiminie, that was a stupid mistake and I promise you, it’s over.’ Jungkook confessed, entwining their fingers since he was still holding Jimin’s hand.

‘It’s okay. I appreciate the apology.’ Jimin sniffed, moving closer to Jungkook as he smiled at him.

‘Second of all, I’m sorry I’ve been such a mess. I know I’ve been confusing you, but I was just so confused myself. But I know what I want now.’ Jungkook stated firmly, glancing over at Jimin as he softly caressed his face. Jimin choked down a sob and stared at him with such eagerness and anticipation.

‘What do you want now?’ Jimin whispered.

‘Jiminie… I love you, and I just want you to be happy.’ Jungkook confessed on the verge of tears. Jimin broke down completely and threw himself in his older brother’s arms.

‘I love you too, you know I do.’ Jimin cried, finally crying out of joy and not sadness after such a long time.

‘I don’t know if we can have a future, I honestly don’t. I just need you to know that I’ll always love you.’ Jungkook continued to confess as they both slowly pulled away from the embrace.

‘I’ll always love you too. And I know that we can’t be together right now, but I’ll always stay hopeful.’ Jimin replied softly, fondly smiling at Jungkook, his big brother, the love of his life.

‘Me too.’ Jungkook whispered as he pressed their foreheads together.

‘So in the meantime, can we at least keep in touch the way friends and normal brothers do?’ Jimin scoffed, making Jungkook laugh.

‘I’d love to be friends, I really missed having you in my life.’ Jungkook stated sincerely. For the first time in over 3 years, Jungkook finally felt at ease. He was finally healing from all that self-hatred and frustration. Maybe he and Jimin would just stay friends their entire lives, or maybe they would find a way to be together in the future, nonetheless, Jungkook finally felt at peace with himself.

 

***

Jimin carefully parked across the street of Taehyung’s house and happily skipped towards the front door. Jimin was really happy, genuinely happy. That heart-to-heart he and Jungkook shared was exactly what both of them needed. After what felt like an eternity, Jimin could finally let go of all the pain and frustration. It was the best feeling in the world. When he got to Taehyung’s bedroom, Taehyung was already waiting for him.

‘Hey Tae, I’m so sorry I’m late.’ Jimin said, brightly smiling at him. Taehyung curiously arched an eyebrow at him.

‘That’s fine. You seem really different, you seem… happy.’ Taehyung pointed out, slightly tilting his head as he curiously glared at him.

‘I am happy! Jungkook and I had the best talk.’ Jimin informed, making Taehyung smirk.

‘Just a talk, or something else as well… hmm?’ Taehyung scoffed teasingly.

‘No really, we just talked! We decided to just be open and honest about everything. I told him I broke up with Hoseok, he told me that the thing with Yoongi is over and then we decided to just let everything go. We’re finally okay again. I feel like I have my brother back.’ Jimin answered, all the while smiling brightly. Taehyung let out a sigh and motioned for Jimin to sit next to him on his bed.

‘That’s great Jiminie, but is that enough for you?’ Taehyung asked in a soft tone.

‘I love him, and I wish we could just be together, but it’s not that simple. Maybe we can find a way to be together in the future, but even if we don’t, we promised to always be there for each other. No matter what the circumstances are, we’ll always love and support each other.’ Jimin replied, fondly staring up at Taehyung. Taehyung smiled back at him and softly caressed his cheek.

‘I love seeing you this happy, it makes me feel happy. I love how your beautiful smile reaches all the way up to your eyes, that’s when you know it’s sincere.’ Taehyung whispered, unknowingly running his fingers through Jimin’s hair.

‘Thanks hyung, I feel so incredible right now.’ Jimin chuckled.

‘Good. So you and Kook are just gonna be brothers and friends?’ Taehyung pressed, for some reason needing a confirmation on that.

‘Yes we are, for now at least, who knows what the future holds. But we’re not gonna build our hopes on that, we’re just gonna let go and carry on with our lives. If it spontaneously happens at some point, then that’s great, if not, that’s fine too.’ Jimin explained.

‘I think that’s the smartest decision you and Kook have ever made.’ Taehyung scoffed, making Jimin laugh.

‘I agree. So how about you? Are you doing okay?’ Jimin asked with a hint of concern.

‘Yeah I’m fine. I thought breaking up with Yoongi would make me really depressed, but honestly I feel relieved. I was so tired of always trying to live up to his extreme demands.’ Taehyung sighed.

‘Yoongi can be really unreasonable. Well, I’m glad you’re fine. Oh hyung, what are we gonna do about Hoseok?’ Jimin carefully posed, a bit anxious.

‘I’ll go over to his house tomorrow and talk to him in person. Let’s just find out where he’s at, maybe we don’t have anything to worry about.’ Taehyung suggested, successfully calming Jimin down in the process.

‘Okay, thank you. Why are you always saving me?’ Jimin grinned, resting his chin on Taehyung’s shoulder.

‘Because I care about you.’ Taehyung replied in his familiar deep voice, slightly flustering Jimin.

‘And I care about you. I seriously think I would just go crazy if I didn’t have you in my life.’ Jimin scoffed.

‘That’s exactly how I feel about you.’ Taehyung countered, turning his head around and intently staring into Jimin’s deep brown eyes, their faces just inches apart since Jimin’s chin was still resting on his shoulder.

‘I know you’re thinking it too, but if you kiss me… everything will get complicated.’ Jimin whispered, secretly hoping that Taehyung would kiss him anyways.

‘I know. But if I don’t kiss you, I’ll go insane.’ Taehyung whispered back. Jimin bit his bottom lip, grabbed Taehyung by his neck and smashed their lips together. Taehyung turned around fully so he could pull Jimin into his lap as he deepened the kiss. Several minutes went by and they continued to kiss each other passionately. It was lustful and aggressive at first, but after a couple of minutes, they slowed it down and simply enjoyed the warm sentiment of being that affectionate.

‘I think I should go before anything else happens. Do you think I should go?’ Jimin breathed as he sat in Taehyung’s lap and gently palmed his face. Taehyung stared into his eyes with such desire that it made both of them gasp softly.

‘No.’ Taehyung replied firmly. He then slowly flicked his tongue against Jimin’s upper lip, causing him to whimper in excitement. Were they really going to make such an obvious mistake?

 

TO BE CONTINUED...

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The Next Day…

Taehyung and Jimin were driving over to Hoseok’s house. For the first time in a while, there was this awkward silence between them. Taehyung simply focused his gaze on the road, and Jimin was scrolling through Instagram on his phone, neither of them saying a word to the other. Jimin was mostly anxious about showing up at Hoseok’s house the day after they broke-up to confront him on something so serious, on the other hand, Taehyung was mostly replaying last night’s events in his mind.

 

***FLASHBACK***

Jimin bit his bottom lip, grabbed Taehyung by his neck and smashed their lips together. Taehyung turned around fully so he could pull Jimin into his lap as he deepened the kiss. Several minutes went by and they continued to kiss each other passionately. It was lustful and aggressive at first, but after a couple of minutes, they slowed it down and simply enjoyed the warm sentiment of being that affectionate.

‘I think I should go before anything else happens. Do you think I should I go?’ Jimin breathed as he sat in Taehyung’s lap and gently palmed his face. Taehyung stared into his eyes with such desire that it made both of them gasp softly.

‘No.’ Taehyung replied firmly. He then slowly flicked his tongue against Jimin’s upper lip, causing him to whimper in excitement. Jimin leaned back and pulled Taehyung on top of him. Taehyung in turn didn’t hesitate to wrap Jimin’s legs around his waist as he lustfully sucked on his neck. The warmth of Jimin’s soft skin, the sound of his small intense whimpers, it was driving Taehyung insane with desire. If he was being honest, Taehyung had wanted to fuck Jimin since he first saw him, which was way back when Jimin was just 12 years old. Despite the fact that Taehyung still loved Yoongi deeply, he had always felt so strongly attracted to Jimin. Finally having his petite, soft body beneath him and wrapped around him, it was simply too much to resist. Taehyung started to get impatient, he craved more of Jimin, so he reached his hand down and started undoing Jimin’s pants. It was then that Jimin snapped back to reality and abruptly moved away from underneath him. Taehyung sat up straight and stared at him with a puzzled and somewhat disappointed expression.

‘Tae, I don’t think we should do this. I think we’re both just hopped up on adrenaline. I’m not saying I don’t want this, I do! But I also think we should at least wait a while.’ Jimin explained as kindly as he could.

‘I think you’re right.’ Taehyung sighed, softly smiling at him.

‘Yeah, there’s no need to rush anything.’ Jimin added, smiling back as he sat back down on his bed next to him. Afterwards they discussed meeting up early in the morning to visit Hoseok, shortly after that, Jimin left.

***_***

 

When they got to Hoseok’s house, they stayed in the parked car for a few minutes so they could go over the plan again. Taehyung could tell that Jimin felt really nervous.

‘Look, just let me do all the talking, okay?’ Taehyung assured with a smile.

‘Hoseok is not a bad person, but I did hurt him by leaving him, I’m worried he’ll try to get even or something. I can’t have him do this to Jungkook.’ Jimin said softly, fighting back tears.

‘I don’t know the guy, but he doesn’t seem like the vengeful type. Let’s just talk to him and see.’ Taehyung reassured, softly caressing his cheek. Jimin glanced up at him and Taehyung felt a strong rush of excitement from his intense gaze. But he quickly dismissed that and focused on the matter at hand.

After ringing the doorbell twice, Hoseok’s mother opened the door with a puzzled smile.

‘Jiminie! Who’s your friend?’ She asked with a hint of suspicion.

‘This is Kim Taehyung, he’s like a brother to me, and he and Hoseok went to high-school together. We’re just here to see Hoseok.’ Jimin answered as calmly as he could.

‘I see. Yes, I figured you and Hoseok had a fight, he came home yesterday really upset. I’m assuming your friend is here to help you two sort things out?’ She posed, finally smiling at Taehyung.

‘I suppose you could say that.’ Taehyung grinned sarcastically. While Jimin felt bad for lying, he was more concerned about his own problems. As soon as she let them in, they went towards Hoseok’s bedroom and Jimin anxiously knocked on the door.

‘I figured you’d come by, and you are… wait… I know you… Kim Taehyung?’ Hoseok said with a curious expression, reaching his hand out to Taehyung.

‘Yes that’s right.’ Taehyung replied with a smile, gently shaking his hand.

‘I don’t mean to be rude, but why are you here?’ Hoseok demanded, crossing his arms as he intently glared at Jimin.

‘I was hoping we could talk…’ Jimin responded with his gaze slightly lowered.

‘Sure, but why bring along a bodyguard?’ Hoseok scoffed.

‘No, I’m just here as friend.’ Taehyung stated firmly, a bit offended by his remark.

‘Alright, come on in… both of you.’ Hoseok sighed, then held the door open wide enough for both of them to enter. Taehyung and Jimin sat down next to each other on Hoseok’s bed and Hoseok grabbed his desk-chair and sat down across of them.

‘First of all Hoseok, I’m really sorry that I—

‘Jimin, cut the crap, say what you really came here to say.’ Hoseok interjected, darkly glaring at him, clearly upset. Jimin and Taehyung then shared a quick glance before Taehyung took a deep breath and started to talk.

‘Straight to it then? Okay. I don’t know how you know about Jimin and Jungkook, honestly I don’t even care, what I wanna know is, what do you plan on doing with that information?’ Taehyung demanded in a rather threatening, serious tone of voice.

‘Are you actually threatening me?!’ Hoseok scoffed, incredulous.

‘Maybe. Both Jimin and Jungkook happen to be people I really care about. I won’t let you or anyone else hurt them, especially not after everything they’ve already been through.’ Taehyung replied just as firmly. Hoseok let out a deep sigh then turned his gaze to Jimin.

‘Jimin, do you honestly think I would ever do anything to hurt you? When I found out about it, despite the fact that it’s so fucked up, I still loved you the same. If you had just stayed with me, I never would’ve brought it up. But even now that you’ve left me, I won’t bring it up ever again, not to you, not to anyone.’ Hoseok confessed in a soft tone, intently staring at Jimin with tears in his eyes. Jimin broke down completely and started sobbing in the palm of his hands. Even if he wasn’t so messed up, he knew he still couldn’t deserve Hoseok.

‘I’m so sorry…’ Jimin cried, glancing up at Hoseok with tears incessantly streaming down his face. Hoseok then stood up and approached him. He then took Jimin into his arms and held him tight.

‘It’s okay… I just want you to be happy.’ He lied, pretentiously smiling at Taehyung as he held Jimin in his arms. For the time being, it was best for them all to believe that he was on their side, but just for the time being.

 

***

It was late at night and Jungkook was lying in bed with a satisfied smile on his face. His week back home may have started off awful, but he truly enjoyed the last couple of days. He finally felt close to his parents and at peace with himself again. Since Jimin apparently made early morning plans with Taehyung, Jungkook enjoyed the entire day out with his parents, getting their undivided attention for the first time ever. They took him out for breakfast, then they took him out to see a movie, afterwards they went shopping and his father really splurged on him, buying him all the designer clothes he wanted. When they had returned home late in the afternoon, they all freshened up, Jimin included, and went out to a fancy dinner as a family. It was the best day of Jungkook’s life. If that was a glimpse of the rest of his life, then Jungkook would be a very happy man. Even if he didn’t get to be with Jimin at some point in the future, the bond they currently had would be good enough for Jungkook. Jungkook was just about to reach for the switch to turn off his lights when he heard a soft knock on his bedroom door.

‘Yes? Come in.’ Jungkook said with a curious smile, for the first time ever unsure whether it was Jimin or not.

‘Hey hyung.’ Jimin said with a bright smile as he walked towards him after carefully closing the door behind him.

‘Still up?’ Jungkook chuckled, patting the space next to him on his bed.

‘Well, you’re leaving tomorrow morning, not sure when I’ll see you again.’ Jimin sighed, fondly smiling at him.

‘You’ll see me for the summer. You hung out with Tae this morning, he didn’t tell you about our guys-trip?’ Jungkook scoffed, throwing an arm around his shoulder. Jimin then took a second to gather his thoughts before responding. He wasn’t sure if he should tell Jungkook that Hoseok knew the truth and that there were certain developments between himself and Taehyung.

‘Oh right, but still, that’s a few months from now.’ Jimin replied with a strained smile. He chose not to ruin Jungkook’s last night with any of that since he figured it wouldn’t be any kind of an issue in the future. He was mistaken of course, but he didn’t know that at the time.

‘True. There’s still tonight though.’ Jungkook joked, arching an eyebrow at him. Jimin choked down a sob and threw himself in his big brother’s arms. Jungkook chuckled and held him tight. They then laid besides each other in bed, holding one another close as they enjoyed that familiar warmth.

‘If we can’t find a way to be together in the future, do you think we’ll still be happy?’ Jimin posed as he and Jungkook both stared up at the ceiling, locked in an embrace.

‘Honestly, I don’t know. But as long as we have this, just each other in our lives, I’m sure everything will be fine.’ Jungkook replied, softly running his fingers through Jimin’s hair.

‘That’s true. I feel so safe and at peace just from knowing we’re okay. If all we ever have is this, then I guess it’s okay.’ Jimin said softly, fighting back tears.

‘Yes Jiminie, we’ll be just fine, I know it.’ Jungkook reassured, feeling happy and hopeful for the first time in his life.

‘I remember the nights where we’d just stay up all night talking about our future together. We made all kinds of plans, remember?’ Jimin chuckled, quickly wiping away a tear that had spilled.

‘Yes I do. We’d always argue about getting a dog since you only like cats.’ Jungkook scoffed, both of them bursting out in laughter.

‘I think I’d be fine with a dog, I would make that sacrifice for you.’ Jimin said with a soft smile, looking up into Jungkook’s eyes. Jungkook palmed his face and kissed him on the forehead.

‘There’s no reason why we can’t have it both ways, a dog and a cat.’ Jungkook pointed out, both of them smiling like idiots in love at his remark.

‘I want you to keep holding me, but if I stay any longer I’ll start crying, and I know you don’t like it when I cry.’ Jimin said in a soft tone on the verge of tears.

‘Just let me hold you a bit longer, I’ve missed your soft, warm touch so much.’ Jungkook insisted, on the verge of tears as well. Without ever intending to, Jimin moved closer and kissed him on the lips. The kiss was soft and tender, not aggressive like it usually would be.

‘I’m sorry… I shouldn’t have done that, I’ll just go.’ Jimin whispered upon pulling away. But when he tried to get out of Jungkook’s bed, Jungkook grabbed him and pinned him down.

‘If this is our last night together, don’t you think we should make the most of it?’ Jungkook breathed, hovering his lips over Jimin’s. Jimin bit his bottom lip and whimpered softly, it always drove him crazy whenever Jungkook initiated sex between them since he rarely ever did so. Before they knew it, they were once again naked and kissing intensely in Jungkook’s bed.

‘You’re only doing this because you love me, right?’ Jimin asked with tears in his eyes.

‘That’s the only reason why I ever did this.’ Jungkook affirmed, leaning down and kissing Jimin so passionately that he started crying. After some careful prep, Jungkook straddled Jimin once more and gently spread his legs, carefully wrapping them around his waist. Jimin palmed Jungkook’s face and threw his head back when he felt Jungkook’s tip push past his entrance.

‘I can never get over how good you make me feel…’ Jimin whispered, tears streaming down his face as Jungkook pushed the rest of his length in. Jungkook then buried his face into Jimin’s neck and started thrusting at a slow and steady pace. Neither of them wanted a hard or quick fuck, they just wanted to feel close to each other. All they ever wanted was to simply express their love and have it returned.

‘Jiminie… I love you so much.’ Jungkook whispered with tears streaming down his face as he stared down at Jimin who was crying as well.

‘I love you too hyung… so much! If this is the last time… then I’m happy it happened like this.’ Jimin cried, running his fingers through Jungkook’s hair as he continued to gently thrust inside of him.

‘If this is the last time… then I wish I could make it last forever.’ Jungkook whispered, then leaned down and kissed Jimin’s luscious lips that he had missed so much. Both of them were crying, panting and moaning into the kiss. That whole experience was so overwhelming, yet immensely satisfying. When he felt his orgasm getting close, Jungkook gripped Jimin’s thighs and picked up the pace. Jimin in turn gripped Jungkook’s hips and pulled him closer with each thrust, wanting to feel him deeper inside of himself. In less than a minute, Jimin had to let go of Jungkook so he could start stroking himself. Since Jungkook knew he was close as well, he picked up the pace even more. Jimin started whimpering as he stroked himself and stared down at Jungkook’s dick rapidly sliding in and out of him.

‘AH… Kook… fuck-fuck… I’m gonna cum… hyung…’ Jimin whined, arching his back and biting his bottom lip as he came hard all over Jungkook’s chest and abdomen. That view alone was enough to push Jungkook over the edge. He gripped Jimin’s hips and slowly released inside of him.

‘Hmm… ah… fuck… hmm…’ Jungkook softly moaned with his eyes closed. After they came down from their high, they simply held each other close until they fell asleep together. So they still weren’t sure what the future would hold, but for the first time ever, they weren’t worried about it. To that effect, they enjoyed the best night’s sleep in all of their lives.

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Jungkook was contently eating a sandwich while watching TV in the living-room. It was rather late in the afternoon and he was home alone. Jungkook was rarely ever home alone and whenever he was, he would make the most of it. Whenever his parents and Jimin were also at home, Jungkook would consciously confine himself to his bedroom. It wasn’t that he didn’t like being around his family, he simply felt as if his presence didn’t matter. So he happily ate his grilled-cheese sandwich and relaxed on the sofa while watching cartoons. After he finished his sandwich, he stood up to take his plate to the kitchen, but the front door flew wide open with a bang, so Jungkook instinctively put his plate back down and walked towards the door. When he got to the door, he found Jimin sitting on the porch, crying as he struggled to take off his shoes. Jimin was drenched and covered in mud. Before Jungkook could ask him what happened, Jimin stormed past him in tears and marched upstairs. With a rather puzzled expression, Jungkook closed the front door and went upstairs. Upon getting there, he realized why Jimin marched upstairs. Their parents’ bathroom had a bathtub, Jungkook and Jimin’s bathroom downstairs didn’t. Ever since Jimin was a small, well, smaller child, he always enjoyed taking baths. Jungkook stood outside the bathroom and listened to Jimin softly weeping. He lowered his head and closed his eyes. Even though they weren’t as close as they used to be anymore, not since Jungkook started high-school a few months back, Jungkook couldn’t help but feel concerned, he always hated to see Jimin, his little baby brother cry.

‘Jiminie, can I come in?’ Jungkook asked hesitantly after knocking on the door a couple of times.

‘Whatever.’ Jimin retorted, rapidly sniffing in an effort to stop crying. Jungkook then opened the door with a loud sigh and walked towards the bathtub Jimin was sitting in. Jimin had his head lowered in embarrassment and Jungkook simply couldn’t bear it.

‘Jimin, tell me what happened.’ Jungkook insisted in a soft tone, kneeling besides the bathtub, very carefully keeping his gaze focused on Jimin’s face and not his petite, wet, naked body.

‘I don’t wanna tell you.’ Jimin whispered while finally glancing up at Jungkook. He had the saddest expression on his little face and Jungkook felt like killing everyone responsible for it.

‘Please tell me.’ Jungkook insisted, fondly smiling at him. Jimin wiped his tears and turned around so he could fully face him.

‘Okay. Mom was supposed to pick me up after my audition for art school, but her meeting with a client ran late, so I had to take the bus home. I was just walking home from the bus-stop when a few guys came up to me and started teasing me.’ Jimin started to say, quickly wiping away his tears again. Jungkook was already infuriated but he kept a neutral expression.

‘Who are they? Do you know any of them?’ Jungkook demanded, clenching his fists to remain calm.

‘Um, I know one of them, but I don’t know his friends.’ Jimin replied with a puzzled expression.

‘Tell me his name.’ Jungkook gritted.

‘Why?’ Jimin posed, still puzzled.

‘So I can kick his ass and make sure he never bothers you again.’ Jungkook snarled, making Jimin giggle. Jungkook had to start smiling at his cuteness, he also felt relieved that Jimin stopped crying.

‘His name is Lee Taemin, he lives a few blocks away. He always teases me.’ Jimin confessed with his gaze lowered.

‘Oh him, yeah I know him, he’s a total jerk. I’ll deal with him. He probably teases you because he likes you.’ Jungkook said with a hint of jealousy.

‘He likes me? So that’s why he pushed me into a puddle?’ Jimin scoffed.

‘He was probably just trying to show off in front of his friends, guys like him are stupid like that. But I did hear he’s gay, so maybe he likes you.’ Jungkook explained, causing Jimin to widen his eyes in shock. Although Jimin was just 12, he had already figured out he’s gay since he was only interested in guys, and 1 in particular.

‘Is that why you don’t like him, because he’s gay?’ Jimin asked with concern. While he hadn’t told his family about his sexual orientation yet, Jimin figured they already knew and were fine with it. But Jungkook’s remark worried him a bit.

‘What? No! I have nothing against gay people, I don’t like Taemin because he’s a jerk!’ Jungkook scoffed anxiously. He knew Jimin was gay as well and didn’t want him to ever feel judged. Jimin fondly smiled at him and let out a deep sigh of relief.

‘Yeah he is. He’s really hot though, but yeah, a total jerk.’ Jimin said while he took some water in his hands and drizzled it on his hair. Jungkook’s smile instantly faded and was replaced by murderous rage.

‘You think he’s hot?’ Jungkook pressed, blankly staring at him.

‘Yeah, not hot like you, but he kinda is.’ Jimin callously answered.

‘Um, hot like me? You think I’m hot?’ Jungkook scoffed, incredulous. Jimin stared at Jungkook with his eyes widened in panic. He tried to think of something clever to say but his mind went blank.

‘Um, what I meant—um, well, people say you’re hot.’ Jimin stuttered, certain he’d have a panic-attack and die.

‘Really? Well, they never said it to me.’ Jungkook chuckled, trying to hide that he felt flattered.

‘But hyung, you already know you’re attractive, right?’ Jimin chuckled, having calmed down a bit.

‘No, not really. I actually feel like I’m just invisible.’ Jungkook said with a sigh, blankly staring out in front of him.

‘Invisible? To whom?’ Jimin asked, puzzled.

‘I don’t know, most people… Dad…’ Jungkook replied, whispering the last part with his gaze lowered.

‘Dad? Why do you say that?’ Jimin asked, placing his hand on Jungkook’s. Jungkook popped his head up at the feeling of his wet, yet warm hand on his own.

‘Doesn’t matter. I’m glad you’re feeling better, I should go now.’ Jungkook sighed.

‘No! Don’t go… stay with me.’ Jimin pleaded, fondly staring at him.

‘What for?’ Jungkook scoffed as he stood up anyways.

‘Just get in the tub with me… you know, like we used to do when we were little?’ Jimin said with a soft smile. Jungkook’s heart started to race. The mere thought of being naked with Jimin in a confined space.

‘Uh Jiminie, that would be really weird. We’re not that little anymore.’ Jungkook countered.

‘It’s only weird if you make it weird, I mean, we’re both guys and we’re brothers. But it’s fine, I just really missed talking to you.’ Jimin confessed on the verge of tears.

‘Jimin, I know we’re not that close anymore, but my life is just a lot more complicated now.’ Jungkook explained.

‘Hyung, you just started high-school, it’s not like you got married and started a family of your own. What’s so complicated?’ Jimin demanded, intently staring up at him.

‘I can’t tell you, but it doesn’t have anything to do with school.’ Jungkook replied as he looked away, too ashamed of himself to look Jimin in the face. It’s not like he could ever tell anyone about the sick and twisted sexual fantasies he started having on a recurring basis as of late.

‘Fine don’t tell me.’ Jimin retorted with his head lowered as he played with the water like an innocent toddler.

‘Okay. I’m leaving, finish up your bath, Mom and Dad will be home soon.’ Jungkook said as he turned around to leave only to have Jimin grab his arm.

‘Can you at least help me get the mud out of my hair?’ Jimin pleaded yet again. Jungkook then knelt back down with a loud sigh. Jimin happily smiled to himself as Jungkook continuously poured water over his head and ran his fingers through his hair until all the mud came out. Afterwards, without being asked to do so, Jungkook grabbed the bottle of shampoo and poured some on Jimin’s hair. Jimin couldn’t help but start chuckling as he felt Jungkook massage the shampoo through his hair.

‘Why are you laughing?’ Jungkook chuckled.

‘Nothing. This feels nice, you taking care of me.’ Jimin replied, fondly smiling at him. Jungkook smiled back at him and gently washed the shampoo out of his hair.

‘Jiminie, you’re my little brother, I’ll always take care of you.’ Jungkook assured as he stood up to leave once again. But as he stood up, Jimin stood up with him. They shared the most intense moment of eye-contact as Jimin handed him the shower-gel without saying anything. Jungkook didn’t hesitate in kneeling back down and pouring a generous amount of the shower-gel into the palm of his hand. He then glanced up at Jimin’s wet, petite, naked body and let out a soft gasp as he placed his hand on Jimin’s chest. Jimin closed his eyes and let out a soft moan and Jungkook felt certain that he was dreaming.

‘Aren’t you gonna rub it all over?’ Jimin whispered, intently staring down at the anxious expression on Jungkook’s face.

‘Yeah…’ Jungkook muttered as he started spreading the shower-gel all across Jimin’s chest and abdomen, carefully avoiding the lower part of his small body. But without warning, Jimin grabbed Jungkook’s hand and moved it down his body.

‘Around here too…’ Jimin instructed as he placed Jungkook’s hand on his crotch. Jungkook lowered his head and licked his lips. He felt unbearably aroused and was having the hardest time hiding that from Jimin. Unknowingly, Jungkook started massaging Jimin’s small, flaccid cock. He was basically playing with it as he thought to himself, “Fuck it’s so small, it would so easily fit in my mouth. What does it taste like? Would Jimin even enjoy it? Should I suck on his soft little dick until he learns to enjoy it?”. At some point Jimin started giggling and that instantly snapped Jungkook back to reality.

‘Um… I’m sorry…’ Jungkook mumbled as he immediately stopped touching him.

‘For what? Should I turn around now?’ Jimin asked with such an innocent smile that Jungkook felt like setting himself on fire for being such a pervert. Nonetheless, he smiled back at Jimin with a nod. Jimin then happily turned around and Jungkook practically chocked on his own saliva when his gaze was met by Jimin’s firm and very round ass. Jungkook’s twitching cock was begging him for some relief and he absolutely hated himself for being such a sick bastard. While spreading the shower-gel all over Jimin’s neck, shoulders and back, he started thinking about an excuse to leave. But before he could, Jimin once again moved his hands down his body and Jungkook had to bite his bottom-lip to choke down a moan. Jimin’s round little ass was so soft and Jungkook wanted more than anything to feel his throbbing dick inside of it. As he massaged the shower-gel on Jimin’s mounds, two of his fingers accidently slid across Jimin’s hole and Jungkook immediately jumped to his feet with a gasp. Jimin turned around with a puzzled expression.

‘Hyung, what’s wrong?’ Jimin asked with a smile.

‘I have to go.’ Jungkook mumbled as he blankly stared at him.

‘Why? We’re almost done.’ Jimin chuckled like the innocent child he was. Jungkook stared at the innocent smile on his little face and felt overwhelmed with frustration and self-hatred. Without responding, he stormed out the bathroom with tears in his eyes.

 

***

The Next Morning…

It was a bright Saturday morning and Jimin was in a very good mood. His favorite uncles had just arrived and were going to spend a week with them. While Jimin was an early riser, Jungkook would sleep in any chance he got. But since their uncles were joining them for breakfast, Jimin was instructed to go wake up Jungkook. When Jimin got to Jungkook’s room, he found him peacefully sleeping and it made him smile. If only he could tell Jungkook how much he meant to him. Right when Jimin was about to wake him up, Jungkook turned flat on his back and let out a soft whimper. Jimin glanced up at the intense expression on his face and then moved his gaze down Jungkook’s body to discover his erection. His eyes widened in shock as he carefully knelt beside Jungkook’s bed. Jimin remembered learning about erections in his biology class, but it was the first time he ever saw one. He couldn’t help but feel curious, so he slowly rested his palm on Jungkook’s crotch. When Jungkook, still fast asleep, let out another whimper, Jimin felt overwhelmed with excitement. While he was afraid of waking Jungkook, his curiosity got the best of him. To that effect, he very carefully lowered Jungkook’s shorts, setting free his painful erection. Jimin let out a soft gasp as he stared at the size of it. Still curious, he wrapped both of his hands around it, feeling it throb in his palms, unsure why he felt so flustered. Before he knew it, Jimin started caressing Jungkook’s member and it made Jungkook instinctively rock his hips as he moaned and panted in his sleep. Jimin licked his lips as he started stroking him faster, every so often glancing up at Jungkook’s face to make sure he was still asleep. On some level he felt like it was wrong, but then again, Jungkook practically did the same thing to him the previous day. There was a lot of pre-cum dripping out of Jungkook’s length and Jimin couldn’t help but wonder what it tasted like. Although he was just 12, he had already watched a few pornographic videos and he distinctly remembered people always putting it in their mouths. Jimin smiled to himself and glanced up at Jungkook again to ensure he was still asleep, then he very carefully wrapped his thick lips around Jungkook’s tip. It made Jungkook gasp loudly and arch his back. Jimin panicked and jumped to his feet. Jungkook started breathing very heavily and Jimin was certain that he’d wake up, so he carefully pulled his shorts back up and hurried towards the door. He stood outside Jungkook’s door for a second as he smacked his lips together, trying to focus on the taste of Jungkook’s dick. It was a little sour, but had a kind of sweet aftertaste and Jimin chuckled since he decided that he liked the taste. Right when he was about to walk away, he heard Jungkook yawning, so he carefully opened the bedroom door wide enough to peer his head inside.

‘Ah fuck! Seriously?’ Jungkook muttered to himself as he glanced down to discover his erection. Jimin covered his mouth with his hand as he started to laugh, amused by Jungkook’s reaction. Jungkook then let out a deep sigh, removed his shorts and started masturbating. Jimin swallowed hard as he intently stared at Jungkook stroking himself, softly moaning, licking his lips, biting his lips, throwing his head back as he closed his eyes, rubbing the back of his neck, thrusting in the palm of his hand. Jimin’s mouth hung wide open as he stared at his big brother pleasuring himself in such a mesmerizing, captivating and very seductive way. Seeing Jungkook masturbate for the first time brought Jimin more excitement than any pornographic video he had ever seen before.

‘Ah… mm, ah-ah… fuck… Jiminie!’ Jungkook moaned as he released his cum into the palm of his hand. Jimin’s eyes widened in shock and he scoffed as he felt a lightning bolt of pleasure surge through his dick. He then glanced down to realize he was hard. It was the first erection he had ever had and Jimin felt a great deal of frustration along with the overwhelming arousal.

‘I need to stop doing this. What the fuck is wrong with me?’ Jungkook mumbled as he struggled to catch his breath. Jimin was wondering the same thing as he carefully closed the door and walked towards the bathroom. As soon as he got there, he lowered his shorts and palmed his erection. He scoffed yet again as he was pleasantly surprised by how good it felt. Then he started thinking about the previous day when Jungkook was ‘bathing’ him. With that thought in mind, he started gently stroking himself. He started feeling a great amount of sexual pleasure for the first time in his life and he was certain he was already addicted to the feeling. When he felt a rather pleasurable buildup, he started stroking himself faster, all the while thinking about Jungkook and the pleasure was letting his twisted fantasy run free. Jimin thought to himself, ‘Hyung’s dick tastes so good, it’s so big! I want him to touch me again, I want him to put it in his mouth, I want him to kiss me, I want him to hold me and put his dick inside of me. Would it hurt? Would I like it? Would hyung moan out my name again when he came inside of me?’.

‘AAHH!’ Jimin screamed out in pleasure as he experienced the first orgasm of his life. After he calmed down from his high and cleaned himself up, he walked towards the kitchen with a blank expression and a satisfied smile plastered on his face. But when he saw Jungkook sitting at the table, his smile instantly faded as he felt overwhelmed with anxiety.

‘Ah Jiminie, there you are. I send you to wake up Kook and then you just disappear.’ His mother chuckled.

‘Right. I had to go to the bathroom.’ Jimin replied as he blankly stared at his mother, technically not lying. Jungkook stared at him with a curious smile as Jimin took a seat across of him. Jungkook noticed his flushed cheeks, his hitched breathing and the fact that he looked sweaty, tired and rather satisfied.

‘Did you have to pee?’ Jungkook asked with a cunning smile, arching an eyebrow at him.

‘Yeah.’ Jimin replied as he glanced up at Jungkook, too anxious to smile back at him.

‘I see. How was it?’ Jungkook whispered, chuckling afterwards. Jimin quickly gazed around and let out a sigh of relief before returning his gaze to Jungkook. Luckily, their parents and uncles were engaged in a rather heated discussion, so they didn’t take note of Jungkook’s remark.

‘What are you doing?’ Jimin whispered, darkly glaring at him. Jungkook started laughing, which in turn made Jimin laugh as well. Then they enjoyed their family breakfast, both of them pretending they were the most normal brothers on the planet.

 

***

Taehyung carefully gathered his notes and stepped out of his mother’s car. He was at Yoongi’s house to drop off his share of the notes for their class assignment.

‘Hey! Hurry the hell up! I don’t have time to drive you around all fucking day!’ His mother snarled at him. Taehyung turned around and nodded. Then he quickly crossed the street and rang the doorbell. Yoongi’s maid answered and instructed him to go to Yoongi’s bedroom. Taehyung let out a deep sigh as he reluctantly opened the bedroom door and walked in.

‘There you are.’ Yoongi said with a bright smile as he walked up to him.

‘Yeah, here are the notes, I have to go.’ Taehyung muttered, handing him the file and turning around to leave only to have Yoongi grab his arm.

‘You don’t have to leave right away.’ Yoongi chuckled, trying to mask the excitement he felt from having Taehyung in his bedroom again. While they were working on their shared assignment a couple of days ago, Taehyung opened up to Yoongi about his domestic situation. In an effort to console him, Yoongi hugged him and at some point they shared a rather intense moment of eye-contact, which led Yoongi to kiss him. Taehyung kissed him back for just a second before storming out, but that 1 second was enough for Yoongi to realize he was in love with him.

‘My Mom is waiting outside, she’s driving me over to Jungkook’s house.’ Taehyung explained, gently pulling his arm away.

‘Jeon? Why?’ Yoongi demanded, clearly jealous.

‘Because he’s my best-friend and we made plans to hang out.’ Taehyung scoffed, trying to act as casually as he could.

‘Cancel them. Stay here and hang out with me instead.’ Yoongi suggested with a soft smile as he moved closer to him.

‘I can’t, sorry.’ Taehyung retorted.

‘Tae, look, that kiss—

‘Stop! I don’t wanna talk about it! It was just a stupid mistake!’ Taehyung interjected, darkly glaring at him.

‘I get that you were feeling vulnerable, but I got the feeling you enjoyed it just as much as I did.’ Yoongi countered.

‘No I didn’t, that’s why I left.’ Taehyung sneered. Yoongi felt both aroused and insulted. He grabbed Taehyung’s face and smashed their lips together. Taehyung tried to shove him off and resist but Yoongi firmly held on to him until he felt Taehyung relax and part his lips, granting his tongue access. Yoongi moaned loudly as he pulled Taehyung’s slender and slightly taller body closer as he deepened the kiss. Taehyung instinctively wrapped his arms around Yoongi’s neck and moaned softly as he let Yoongi kiss him ever so passionately. They were both getting so entranced by their passionate kiss until Taehyung abruptly pulled away at the sound of a loud car-horn.

‘Please stay…’ Yoongi breathed, fondly smiling at him.

‘I can’t… I’m sorry.’ Taehyung replied with tears in his eyes. Then he stormed out and left a frustrated Yoongi behind.

 

***

 

Jimin was standing outside of Jungkook’s bedroom, struggling to decide whether he should go in or not. He wasn’t even sure of what he should say, he simply wanted to spend time with him. Quite obviously he couldn’t ask Jungkook why he moaned out his name while masturbating, but that revelation only made Jimin crave Jungkook even more. After taking a deep breath, he slowly opened the door without knocking and walked in.

‘Oh it’s you.’ Jungkook sighed upon turning around from his desk. He was playing a video game on his computer.

‘Who were you expecting?’ Jimin scoffed as he walked up to him.

‘A friend. Anyway, what do you want?’ Jungkook demanded, blankly staring at him. Jimin felt confused. He had no idea how Jungkook could go from a caring older brother to the guy that moans out his name when he masturbates to a cold and distant stranger.

‘I was just hoping we could spend some time together.’ Jimin answered with a sad expression on his face.

‘Doing what?’ Jungkook sighed, rolling his eyes in annoyance. Jimin then moved closer, climbed into his lap and hugged him tight. Jungkook felt anxious and aroused. Frozen in his place, he didn’t even wrap his arms around Jimin, he simply held them up as he tried to make sense of what was happening.

‘I just want to feel close to you.’ Jimin whispered as he rested his head on Jungkook’s chest. Jungkook closed his eyes and fought back tears since all he could think about was taking out his dick and making Jimin ride him.

‘Jiminie… you need to leave.’ Jungkook breathed, struggling to remain calm. Jimin bit his bottom-lip when Jungkook called him by that name.

‘Why do you keep pushing me away?’ Jimin asked softly as he popped his head up, palmed Jungkook’s face and stared into his eyes.

‘Just go…’ Jungkook stated firmly. Jimin then got up and walked out of his bedroom on the verge of tears. Jimin was walking past the kitchen when he found Taehyung talking to his uncle Namjoon. Taehyung then glanced up at him and Jimin couldn’t stop himself from blushing. Why did his brother’s best-friend have to be so attractive? Namjoon then walked back into the living-room and Taehyung slowly approached Jimin with a smile.

‘Hi Jimin-ah, why so sad?’ Taehyung asked, noticing the dissatisfied expression on his face.

‘It’s nothing. So you’re the friend hyung’s expecting.’ Jimin replied with a nod.

‘I guess?’ Taehyung scoffed, a bit confused. Jimin then chuckled and Taehyung felt his heart skip a beat. There was something so captivating about Jimin. Taehyung found him to be rather attractive for a guy, but since he was his best-friend’s little brother, he tried his best to ignore it. So Taehyung softly patted him on the shoulder then walked past him and towards Jungkook’s bedroom.

 

***

It was late at night, but after mustering up the courage to speak with his father, Jungkook carefully knocked on the door of his office before walking in.

‘Hey Kook, what’s up?’ His father asked with a smile. He seemed exhausted. Even on the weekends, he would still work till late at night. Jungkook anxiously smiled back as he stepped a bit closer.

‘So, my first soccer match is tomorrow afternoon. I know you have a meeting, but I was wondering if you could maybe come afterwards? You’d still be able to make the second half. It would mean a lot to me.’ Jungkook pleaded, practically on the verge of tears.

‘Oh right, your match. Kook, after my meeting, your mother and I are taking Jiminie shopping for some art supplies.’ His father responded with such a callous smile that Jungkook felt like breaking down in tears.

‘But, I though just Mom was taking him. Why do you both have to go?’ Jungkook demanded, fighting back tears.

‘Kook, you know Jiminie needs a lot of attention. He’s starting a class soon and your mother and I want to show him our support. After all, he’s so talented. I really think he’ll make it big as an artist.’ His father replied with a proud smile. Jungkook blankly stared at him as he felt his heart shatter into a million pieces. It was then that he realized he’d never matter to his parents, not like Jimin did. So he nodded with a smile and walked out of his father’s office. The second he got to his bedroom, he crashed on his bed and started sobbing. What hurt him the most was that even though he hated Jimin for being favored by his parents and his father in particular, he still craved such overwhelming sexual intimacy with him. Deeply hurt and frustrated, Jungkook cried himself to sleep, not knowing that on that same night, Jimin did the same.

Chapter Text

4 Months Later…

Over the years, hiking and camping has become rather popular in South-Korea. To that effect, Jungkook and Taehyung decided to plan a 1-week camping trip in a national park in Seoul. The past 4 months had proven to be very healing for the Jeon family. Jungkook kept regular contact with his parents and with Jimin for that matter. Since everything seemed to be going so well, their parents actually allowed for Jimin to join Jungkook and Taehyung on their guys’ trip. It came as a surprise to both of them. While they kept in touch, it wasn’t really that frequent and they carefully chose to omit certain details, Jimin in particular. Jimin and Jungkook hadn’t met in those four months and a lot has happened since then. Presently, Jungkook was anxiously waiting at the entrance of the park for Taehyung and Jimin to arrive. The second he saw them get off of the bus, a bright smile spread across his face. After all, it had been 4 months since he last saw his best-friend and his brother.

‘Jeon Jungkook-ah!’ Taehyung shouted joyfully as he threw his arms up and marched towards his best-friend whom he had missed so much. Jungkook chuckled as he ran into his arms. Jimin quietly observed them with a soft smile as he dragged both his and Taehyung’s luggage towards the cabin where they had to check in. When Jungkook finally managed to pull away from Taehyung’s embrace, he instantly gazed around in search for Jimin. Jimin coughed to announce his presence and both Jungkook and Taehyung smirked as they walked towards the cabin where Jimin was patiently waiting.

‘Hey hyung.’ Jimin said softly with his gaze lowered as Jungkook rested his palms on his shoulders. Jungkook then slowly pulled Jimin into his arms and Taehyung tried his very best to mask his jealousy.

‘I’m so glad Mom and Dad said it was okay for you to come with us.’ Jungkook said with a smile as he ran his fingers through Jimin’s hair.

‘Me too.’ Jimin blushed as he stared up into his brother’s glistening eyes.

‘Um, we should go check in.’ Taehyung said in his familiar deep voice, purposefully interrupting them. The pair of them then nodded and walked inside.

‘Hey guys, checking in?’ The handsome check-in guy asked, standing up from his desk to welcome them.

‘Yeah we are. Do you run this place?’ Jungkook asked suspiciously.

‘Not really. My Dad does, but he’s not feeling well today so I’m helping out.’ The guy with the nametag “Kai” answered, charmingly smiling at Jimin, making him blush with his gaze lowered. Both Jungkook and Taehyung noticed that interaction and felt triggered.

‘Okay Kai, we have a reservation under Kim Taehyung.’ Taehyung blankly stated.

‘Great! Let me check, I’m assuming that’s you? So what’s your name?’ Kai asked with a seductive grin, staring into Jimin’s soul.

‘Uh, it’s Jimin.’ Jimin anxiously scoffed. Kai then winked at him and returned to his desk where he checked the computer for their reservation.

‘Okay, all set. Here are the keys, you’ll be staying in cabin 5. Oh and here’s a list of all the activities we’ll be having this week, feel free to ask any questions, I’ll be here if you need anything.’ Kai instructed, glancing over at Jimin when he said the last part.

‘Thanks. By the way, Kai is a really cool name.’ Jimin said with a nervous smile, enraging both Jungkook and Taehyung in the process.

‘So is Jimin. But Kai is just my stage-name, I’m a K-pop trainee.’ Kai informed.

‘Waw that’s so cool!’ Jimin said with much excitement.

‘That’s great, we’ll be going now.’ Taehyung said with a sarcastic smile, taking Jimin by his hand and basically dragging him away from the ridiculously attractive K-pop/check-in guy. Jungkook quietly followed them with a puzzled expression. Ever since they got there, Jungkook had noticed a strange dynamic between them, but he carefully chose not to mention anything for the time being.

***

 

The Next Morning…

The boys were sitting in what could be considered the living-room space of the cabin and they were having breakfast. Taehyung woke up early, freshened up and made everyone breakfast. The previous day was incredible. They had checked in around the afternoon, so they simply decided to stay in, drink a lot of beer and catch up on everything that happened the past 4 months. Of course, there was one thing they yet needed to discuss, but the timing just wasn’t right. After they finished their breakfast, Taehyung decided to go to his room and continue working on an application for a job he was interested in. Since there weren’t any special activities until later on that day, Jungkook decided to freshen up and head out to take some pictures of the beautiful scenery. There was just 1 bathroom, so after rock-paper-scissors, Jimin happily skipped to the bathroom to shower first.

 

Jimin was taking his time in the shower, reflecting on all the recent developments as the warm water poured over him. When he heard the shower-cabinet’s door slowly slide open, he chuckled, bit his bottom-lip and slowly turned around.

‘Hyung! Uh… what—uh… what are you, um…’ Jimin stuttered, his eager smile instantly gone and replaced by overwhelming anxiety.

‘Who were you expecting?’ Jungkook whispered as he stepped closer to him. Jimin started breathing heavily as he stared at Jungkook’s naked, muscular form.

‘Nobody…’ Jimin replied softly, lying of course. Jungkook then stepped even closer and pressed him up against the wall, softly kissing his forehead as he trailed his hands down Jimin’s soft, wet body.

‘You know Jiminie, I can never get over how beautiful you are.’ Jungkook whispered as Jimin pressed his forehead against his firm chest, too afraid to look up at him. Jungkook chuckled at his shyness, something he had never seen on Jimin before and slid his hands further down, grabbing his soft mounds and grinding his erection against him. Jimin started getting hard as well and he knew he had to stop Jungkook before he lost all sense of control.

‘Uh hyung— ’ Jimin started to say, but was instantly cut off when Jungkook grabbed his face and kissed him passionately. Forever unable to resist his taste, Jimin wrapped his arms around his big brother and moaned softly as Jungkook swirled his tongue around his own, reminding him of all the pleasure he had missed so much.

‘Want me to fuck you?’ Jungkook breathed, sliding his hands between Jimin’s thick thighs. Before Jimin could respond, Jungkook lifted him up and wrapped his legs around his waist.

‘NO!’ Jimin suddenly shouted. Jungkook was completely taken by surprise and he stared at him with a puzzled expression as he carefully stepped away from him.

‘Jiminie, what’s wrong?’ Jungkook demanded, still puzzled, but mostly frustrated.

‘I can’t do this.’ Jimin replied softly with tears in his eyes.

‘Why not?’ Jungkook continued to ask.

‘The past 4 months that we spent apart was just torture. I know we agreed to be just friends and we kept in touch and everything, but I’ll always love you and miss you and want you.’ Jimin said in a soft tone, fighting back tears.

‘I feel the same way, so why are you shutting me down right now?’ Jungkook asked yet again.

‘Because if we have sex now… it’ll just make everything worse. It’s not like we’ve figured out a way to be together yet. I don’t even know when I’ll see you again after this trip. I can’t have you now only to lose you in a few days.’ Jimin explained, whispering the last sentence with tears streaming down his face.

‘I understand.’ Jungkook said with a nod, blankly staring out in front of him. He knew that that wasn’t the only reason. Jimin then wiped his tears and stepped out of the cabinet, leaving an overly frustrated Jungkook behind.

 

***

 

Jimin carefully waited until Jungkook left before heading over to Taehyung’s bedroom. Since Taehyung’s father was kind of rich, he really went all out and got them a huge cabin for the week with 3 separate bedrooms. Taehyung’s bedroom was rather close to Jungkook’s, so Jimin had no choice but to wait. As soon as he opened the door, Taehyung jumped out of bed and marched towards him with a boxy smile. Jimin anxiously smiled back as Taehyung palmed his face and kissed his soft luscious lips.

‘Kook’s gone right?’ Taehyung whispered as he hovered his lips over Jimin’s.

‘Yeah he is…’ Jimin replied, still deciding whether or not he should tell Taehyung about the shower incident.

‘Good, so what do you feel like doing?’ Taehyung asked with a seductive smirk. Jimin let out a sigh, took his hand and walked to the bed where they sat down next to each other.

‘There’s something we need to talk about.’ Jimin said with a hint of concern.

‘I know Babe, we gotta talk to Kook, but I’m just so scared of how he’ll react.’ Taehyung sighed. He hated himself for keeping such an important truth from Jungkook.

‘We have to talk to him… soon.’ Jimin said, stressing the last word.

‘Okay, why don’t we talk to him when he gets back from his nature photoshoot.’ Taehyung chuckled, throwing an arm around Jimin’s shoulder.

‘Okay. You know, I didn’t even know he was so much into photography.’ Jimin scoffed as he blankly stared out in front of him.

‘He didn’t tell you? He’s been into that for almost a year now. He’s even considering an internship at this media company.’ Taehyung explained, a bit surprised since he knew they kept in touch.

‘No he didn’t tell me all of that. All he said was he likes photography. He never mentioned why or that he’s considering it as a career.’ Jimin replied on the verge of tears.

‘Jiminie, you have to understand… Kook loves you past his sanity. It’s not easy for him to keep in touch with you as a friend. Maybe he’s afraid of getting too close because that might just lead to more pain and disappointment.’ Taehyung pointed out, rising to Jungkook’s defense as always.

‘Well he certainly wasn’t afraid of getting very close to me just now.’ Jimin said sarcastically, upset that Jungkook would forever be his main reason of frustration and upset that Taehyung would forever rise to his defense even when they were practically dating.

‘What is that supposed to mean? Did something happen?!’ Taehyung demanded, rising to his feet in anger. Jimin sighed and stood up as well.

‘He joined me in the shower, but nothing happened, I stopped him.’ Jimin admitted, determined to always be honest with Taehyung.

‘Wait, you stopped him?’ Taehyung scoffed, incredulous. He knew just how much Jimin loved it when Jungkook initiated sex between them.

‘Yes, I did.’ Jimin affirmed, resting his palms on Taehyung’s chest as he anxiously looked up at him.

‘Jimin, I don’t even know what to say. I mean, I guess I’m happy that you didn’t have sex with him, but I don’t understand why. It’s not like you’re having sex with me anyways.’ Taehyung mentioned, taking a step back from him. About 3 months ago, Taehyung and Jimin both realized that they couldn’t deny the feelings they had for each other anymore. So they decided to try and be more than just friends. But since they were both still getting over serious break-ups, they decided to take things slow. They started spending all of their free time together, and would have very heated make-out sessions, but it never went beyond that. The only reason why Jimin and Jungkook’s parents let Jimin go on the trip, was because they assumed that Jimin and Taehyung had started dating. In their opinion, Jimin’s and Taehyung’s, they were also dating, just at a very slow pace for once. But Taehyung always kept himself mentally prepared for the possibility that Jimin would leave him for Jungkook at any given time.

‘Tae, we both said we needed time. Both of us agreed to take things slow, so why are you turning this around on me? If anything, you’re the one that’s not sure about us.’ Jimin sneered.

‘How can you say that?! Jimin, I want this to be real, I want to be with you. You don’t see me showering with Yoongi, do you?’ Taehyung gritted, clenching his fists to remain calm.

‘I’m sure you would if he asked you.’ Jimin retorted. He was well aware of the fact that Taehyung was still holding on to Yoongi.

‘Fuck this, I’m going out for a walk or something.’ Taehyung muttered as he walked past Jimin only to have him grab his arm and stop him.

‘Don’t walk away from me!’ Jimin stated firmly as he pulled him around to face him.

‘Do you even want me to stay? I’m not what you want!’ Taehyung shouted with tears in his eyes.

‘Of course you are! Tae, I know that this won’t be the same as me and Jungkook, and it won’t be the same as you and Yoongi, but maybe that’s a good thing! Those relationships were just so toxic and dysfunctional. What we have… it feels right, it makes sense. I really believe that we make each other happy! The time we spent together has been amazing, hasn’t it?’ Jimin confessed with tears streaming down his face. At that point Taehyung was crying as well. He gently palmed Jimin’s face and pressed their foreheads together.

‘It has. You’re right, it’s not the same, but I do love you and you really do make me happy.’ Taehyung whispered, confessing his love for the very first time. Jimin choked down a sob and wrapped his arms around him.

‘Tae… I love you too.’ Jimin confessed. Taehyung then smashed their lips together and stepped forward until they both stumbled on the bed, all the while not breaking the kiss. After a few minutes of passionate kissing, Taehyung suddenly pulled away and stared down into Jimin’s deep brown eyes.

‘Are we gonna stop this time?’ Taehyung asked in an anxious tone. Jimin smiled and ran his fingers through his hair.

‘No we’re not, not until you cum inside of me at least twice.’ Jimin smirked, lustfully licking his lips as he felt Taehyung’s erection throbbing against his inner thigh. Without saying anything, Taehyung got out of bed and started undressing, staring into Jimin’s soul as he undressed as well. Once he managed to find the bottle of lube he brought with him, he got back into bed and carefully positioned himself between Jimin’s legs. It had been quite some time since either of them last had sex so they felt a little nervous. On top of that, after everything that happened between them over the years, they were about to have actual sex for the first time and it was right after confessing their love for each other, so all in all, it was a very big deal. Taehyung took his time with the prep, even though he felt like the beauty of Jimin’s naked form would be the death of him.

‘Ah… Tae… you’re gonna make me cum…’ Jimin scoffed as a smug grin spread across Taehyung’s face. Taehyung then pulled his fingers out of Jimin’s moist, twitching hole and quickly lubed up his member. He placed the tip at Jimin’s entrance and slowly leaned down, straddling him as he started sensually kissing his neck. When he started pushing his tip inside, Jimin spread his legs more and arched his back, softly whimpering as Taehyung’s thick member went deeper and deeper inside of him.

‘Fuck…’ Taehyung breathed once his dick was all the way in. Jimin grabbed his face and kissed him as he wrapped his legs around his waist. But once Taehyung started thrusting, Jimin pulled away from the kiss and threw his head back as he screamed out in pleasure. For some reason he thought Taehyung would be gentle and tender, but Taehyung instantly started ramming his cock inside of him like his life depended on it. Jimin became a moaning mess beneath him and Taehyung had never witnessed anything sexier.

‘Ah! Tae… fuck! Hmm… ah-ah… FUCK!’ Jimin moaned as Taehyung fed him with pure pleasure.

‘Ah-fuck!’ Taehyung moaned, slowing down his pace to fight off his orgasm. Then he pulled out and sat up straight, softly stroking himself and fingering Jimin as he waited for the buildup to fade away. He couldn’t believe he was actually having sex with Jimin and even in his most exciting fantasies, he never could’ve imagined that it would feel so good.

‘I thought since it’s our first time you would be gentle with me.’ Jimin chuckled. Taehyung lustfully stared into his eyes as he licked his lips and pushed his dick back inside of him in one swift motion.

‘Why would I do that when I know you like it rough?’ Taehyung replied in his overly mesmerizing deep voice. Jimin let out the lewdest moan as he bit his bottom-lip and stared up at Taehyung with such passion and lust.

‘Fuck me…’ Jimin begged. Taehyung didn’t disappoint. He lifted Jimin’s legs up and rested them on his shoulders as he gripped his hips and started pounding inside of him like there was no tomorrow. Jimin started moaning loudly, practically crying from the overstimulation as he stroked himself faster and faster.

‘AH! Tae! I’M GONNA CUM!’ Jimin screamed out as he released his cum all over Taehyung’s chest. Taehyung scoffed and pulled him closer as he came inside of him. Taehyung closed his eyes and threw his head back, licking his lips and softly moaning as he rode out his orgasm.

‘Fuck that was good!’ Taehyung chuckled as he crashed besides Jimin, quickly pulling him into his arms.

‘It was so much better than I thought it would be.’ Jimin scoffed as he straddled Taehyung and kissed below his jawline. Taehyung trailed his hand down Jimin’s back until his fingers met his slightly abused hole.

‘Tell me you love you…’ Taehyung whispered, softly smiling as Jimin popped his head up and stared into his hazel eyes.

‘I love you… I really do.’ Jimin confessed with tears in his eyes. Taehyung kissed his luscious lips for a couple of seconds before pulling away to simply stare at his beautiful face.

‘I love you too Jimin.’ Taehyung replied with a smirk as he pushed two of his fingers inside of him.

‘Oh good, you remember that I said at least twice.’ Jimin chuckled, afterwards trailing the tip of his tongue across Taehyung’s upper-lip.

‘Since you’re already on top… ride me.’ Taehyung instructed in that seductive deep voice of his. Jimin smiled with a nod and did as he was told, certain that he’d have to sit on an icepack for a while after Taehyung was done with him.

 

***

Jungkook happily returned to the cabin after a couple of hours of taking remarkable pictures of nature. In his opinion, Seoul was the most beautiful place on earth. While he was out, he met with some tourists and truly enjoyed learning more of their perspective cultures. Overall, Jungkook had an amazing day thus far. The quiet and serene surroundings also gave him the perfect setting to organize his thoughts. So he decided to talk to Jimin in private before going on the hiking adventure later on that day. When he got inside their cabin, it was dead silent. Jungkook scoffed to himself thinking that they were probably a little hungover and went back to sleep. Since Taehyung’s room was the closest to his own, Jungkook decided to wake him up first. After all, they had to meet with the group in less than a half hour for the hiking adventure. With an eager smile, Jungkook opened the bedroom door only to have his suspicions confirmed. Taehyung and Jimin were fast asleep on the bed, naked and wrapped in an embrace. Without realizing it, tears started streaming down Jungkook’s face as he blankly stared at them. How was he supposed to process that image? What’s been going on between them? Were they ever going to tell him? How would this affect all of their relationships with each other?

 

To be continued…

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Jungkook stood frozen in his place. He wondered for a moment if he should wake them up and demand an explanation, but the soft smiles on their sleeping faces stopped him. After taking a few more seconds to process, he quietly left the room and closed the door behind him with a bang. Taehyung and Jimin immediately woke up at the loud sound and they both assumed it was the front door.

‘It’s Jungkook! He’s back!’ Jimin whispered with a concerned look on his face.

‘Quickly, get dressed!’ Taehyung replied, just as worried.

After they were both dressed, they quietly walked into the living-room where Jungkook was having a sandwich and scrolling through his phone with a sincere smile.

‘Hey Kook, did you just get back?’ Taehyung carefully posed, anxiously smiling as he took a seat next to him on the couch.

‘Uh yeah, I did. So what have you two been up to?’ Jungkook grinned. If they were going to be dishonest with him then Jungkook figured he would just play along.

‘We were just hanging out and then took a nap.’ Taehyung replied, still anxiously smiling.

‘Together? It seemed like you were both coming from your room.’ Jungkook pressed, purposefully shifting his gaze to Jimin.

‘So what if we did?’ Jimin scoffed, struggling to mask his anxiety.

‘Nothing. We should all get ready, we need to meet with the group in a few minutes.’ Jungkook sighed upon standing up and taking his plate to the sink.

‘Uh yeah, we’ll go get changed.’ Jimin said in a soft tone, furtively glancing at Taehyung.

‘Great. I hope you two will be able to keep up.’ Jungkook chuckled as he walked towards his room.

‘What do you mean?’ Taehyung asked with a curious smile as he stood up to go to his room as well.

‘I mean, hiking is intense. You two look like you’re still tired from having sex.’ Jungkook retorted as he blankly stared at the pair of them. Before either of them could respond, Jungkook went inside his room and closed the door.

 

***

Taehyung and Jimin were sitting next to each other on a bench in awkward silence. They left their cabin together with Jungkook an hour ago to meet with the group for the hiking adventure. Currently, everyone was taking a little break to admire the scenery and take some pictures. Jungkook hasn’t said a word to either one of them since they left together, he wouldn’t even look at them. Taehyung and Jimin felt awful and they wanted to explain everything to Jungkook, but they simply couldn’t find the words. They never meant for him to find out before they told him themselves. Jungkook was presently at a considerable distance from them, talking and taking pictures with a guy he met earlier that morning.

‘What are we gonna do?’ Jimin sighed, finally breaking the silence.

‘I think we should both talk to him individually, I’ll go first.’ Taehyung suggested, glancing over at Jimin with a strained smile.

‘I think that’s best. If we both go at the same time, he might feel like we’re ganging up against him. This way it’ll also be easier for us both to just be honest with him.’ Jimin agreed, softly smiling back.

‘You don’t regret it, do you?’ Taehyung carefully posed. He couldn’t help but notice the jealous expression on Jimin’s face as he watched Jungkook talking and laughing with some tall handsome stranger.

‘Tae, of course I don’t. Why, do you?’ Jimin responded, anxious all of a sudden.

‘No Jiminie, I don’t. But I hate that this might put a strain on my friendship with Kook.’ Taehyung sighed. Without meaning to, Jimin felt irritated. He knew that Taehyung would choose Jungkook over him if it came to that.

‘So if he’s not okay with us being together, then what, you’ll leave me?’ Jimin demanded, sternly glaring at the puzzled expression on Taehyung’s face.

‘Of course I will!’ Taehyung scoffed, incredulous that Jimin would assume otherwise.

‘Are you fucking kidding me?!’ Jimin snapped, raising his voice enough for the people nearby to start awkwardly staring at them.

‘Jimin, calm down…’ Taehyung insisted, gazing around at everyone staring with an anxious smile.

‘Why do you practically worship him?! I mean, he slept with Yoongi! And you just dismissed that like it was nothing! You just had sex with me, you said you love me, yet, you would still choose him over me?!’ Jimin gritted, darkly glaring into Taehyung’s soul.

‘I need him Jimin, he’s my best-friend, he means so much to me. Don’t get so mad at me for this. We both know Jungkook has a hold over you as well. I know you’d leave me for him in an instant if he asked you to.’ Taehyung countered. Jimin looked away to hide the tears that had started to well up.

‘Fine. Let’s just talk to him and see what happens.’ Jimin replied softly, fighting off tears.

 

~~~

 

After managing to calm Jimin down, Taehyung took a deep breath and walked towards Jungkook. The guy Jungkook was talking to noticed the serious expression on Taehyung’s face and kindly excused himself.

‘What is it Tae?’ Jungkook sighed as he fixed the lens on his camera, not even looking up at him.

‘Kook, I’m really sorry. I honestly meant to talk to you before anything ever happened.’ Taehyung said sincerely. Jungkook then glanced up at him and the pain was clear to see in his eyes.

‘I can deal with a lot of things Tae, but not betrayal from the two people closest to me.’ Jungkook whispered, struggling to remain calm.

‘I know, and I’m so sorry. Look, this hasn’t been going on for long, okay, we’re not just fucking around. We care about each other, we make each other happy. But if you’re not okay with it, then it’s over, I promise.’ Taehyung said in the most genuine manner.

‘You would give up your happiness for me?’ Jungkook scoffed on the verge of tears.

‘Kook, I can never be really happy if you and me aren’t okay.’ Taehyung replied, stepping a little closer to him.

‘Tae, if you and Jimin wanna be together, then I’m fine with it. I honestly don’t know if Jimin and I can ever have anything real. I can’t expect him to just wait for me while I try to change the way the world views our relationship. Bottom line, I love you both and I want you to be happy. I guess in a way I’m happy that you found it within each other.’ Jungkook said with a sincere smile, resting his hand on Taehyung’s shoulder. Taehyung broke down in tears and nuzzled into the crook of Jungkook’s neck. Jungkook chuckled and wrapped his arms around him.

‘Are you really okay with this?’ Taehyung asked yet again, intently staring up into Jungkook’s eyes.

‘I am. I wish you’d both just be honest with me from the start, but I guess I understand how that might’ve been difficult. Just make sure I don’t ever see any of it again.’ Jungkook chuckled, causing Taehyung to bust out in nervous laughter since he wasn’t sure what Jungkook meant when he said ‘again’.

 

***

Jimin was sitting in front of his hut, shivering as he struggled to make a campfire. The rest of the group had all scattered to various huts on the hilltop and were enjoying the cold, fresh evening’s air, all cozy in front of their fire. He had absolutely no idea where either Jungkook or Taehyung had wandered off to. All he saw was that they talked, cried, hugged, then laughed and walked off together, basically forgetting that Jimin even existed. When he felt a thick blanket being wrapped around him, Jimin turned around with an angered expression, ready to curse at Taehyung for leaving him.

‘DO YOU THINK THIS FUCKING BLANKET MAKES UP FOR—oh… Um, hi, sorry I thought you were someone else.’ Jimin scoffed anxiously as he looked up at Kai smirking at him.

‘Your boyfriend? The one who made the reservation?’ Kai chuckled as he took the wood and matches from Jimin’s hands.

‘Uh… yeah I guess he is.’ Jimin replied softly, although he still wasn’t sure how things currently stood between them. Jimin lowered his head and blushed in embarrassment when it only took Kai 3 seconds to start the fire.

‘There we go! All nice and warm now.’ Kai smirked as he stood back up.

‘Thank you. I’m not really good with this stuff. My brother likes it, so that’s why I’m here.’ Jimin sighed. He thought Kai was gonna leave, so he felt instantly nervous when Kai suddenly sat back down next to him.

‘So the other guy is your brother?’ Kai posed, glancing over at Jimin with such an intense gaze that it made him all the more nervous.

‘Yeah he is.’ Jimin replied softly, quickly looking away since it seriously felt like Kai wanted to kiss him.

‘Good. I’m glad he’s not more competition.’ Kai scoffed, making Jimin blush again, but for different reasons entirely. Kai was about to say something else, but then he glanced up and saw Jungkook approaching them with a rather stern expression. Without saying anything, he simply stood up and walked off.

‘What the hell did he want?’ Jungkook demanded, rolling his eyes in annoyance. He then sat down next to Jimin.

‘He was just helping me out since you and Tae decided to vanish off without me.’ Jimin retorted.

‘We knew you’d be fine. Tae and I just needed some time alone to talk.’ Jungkook explained.

‘I see. And are you two okay?’ Jimin carefully posed, finally looking up at him.

‘Yeah, we are.’ Jungkook answered with a soft smile.

‘Good. How ‘bout you and me? Are we okay?’ Jimin asked in addition, trying his best not to break down crying.

‘I don’t know Jiminie. Do you love him?’ Jungkook questioned as he intently stared into Jimin’s deep brown eyes. The intensity was too much and Jimin started to cry.

‘I think so, but it’s not the same. I can never love anyone the way I love you.’ Jimin admitted, sniffing and wiping away his tears.

‘Does he make you happy?’ Jungkook continued to ask.

‘He does hyung. When I’m with him, I can just be myself because he knows everything and still accepts me for who I am.’ Jimin cried, overwhelmed with emotion.

‘I wish I could just have you to myself, but the timing just isn’t right for us.’ Jungkook whispered with his head lowered, fighting back tears. Jimin moved closer to his big brother and took his hand in his own.

‘I want nothing more than to just be with you, you know that. All I’ve ever wanted was your love. It kills me that we can’t be together, but you were right when you said that this shouldn’t stop us from being happy in life. Maybe someday, we could make this work, but there’s no guarantee of that. We can’t just stop living.’ Jimin mentioned, afterwards resting his head on Jungkook’s shoulder.

‘I’m proud of you Jiminie, you’ve become so mature.’ Jungkook said in a soft tone, fondly smiling at him.

‘Thanks, it only took years of crying myself to sleep.’ Jimin scoffed, causing Jungkook to chuckle since it wasn’t any different for him.

‘Well I’m glad we’re both more capable people now.’ Jungkook sighed as he stared out in front of him at the tantalizing fire.

‘Hyung, I’m sorry you found out the way you did. Tae and I never meant for that to happen.’ Jimin apologized as sincerely as he could. Jungkook smiled and threw his arm around his shoulder, gently pulling him in for a hug.

‘It’s okay. I just want both of you to be happy.’ Jungkook replied as he softly traced his thumb across Jimin’s cheek.

‘And what about your happiness?’ Jimin posed as he looked up at Jungkook with tears in his eyes.

‘If you’re happy, I’m happy.’ Jungkook answered with a soft smile. Jimin wanted to move closer and kiss him, but Kai was standing not too far from them and Jimin had just told him that they’re bothers.

‘I love you.’ Jimin whispered as a tear streamed down his face.

‘I love you too, always have, always will.’ Jungkook whispered back as he softly wiped away the tear on Jimin’s flushed cheek. Jimin could no longer contain himself, he broke down in tears and threw himself in Jungkook’s arms sobbing uncontrollably. Jungkook held him tight and soothed him, what else could he do, the world was already against them.

 

***

It was rather late at night when Taehyung finally decided to go to his hut. Jungkook had told him that he needed some time with Jimin to talk, so Taehyung being the social butterfly that he is, spent the last few hours meeting new people from all around the world. The first thing he noticed when he walked in, quite obviously, was a naked Jimin smiling at him. Taehyung swallowed hard as he felt all the blood in his body rush down to his dick.

‘Uh Jimin… um, why aren’t you in your own hut?’ Taehyung mumbled, anxious, aroused and a little drunk.

‘Because I’ve always wanted to have sex in a hut on top of a mountain.’ Jimin smirked as he seductively spread his legs.

‘Aha, I see you took that movie too seriously.’ Taehyung said sarcastically, causing Jimin to bust out in laugher since he understood the Brokeback Mountain reference.

‘Maybe I did. Why are you still dressed and standing there?’ Jimin scoffed, licking his lips as he rubbed two of his fingers against his entrance. Taehyung couldn’t handle Jimin teasing him. He quickly took his jacket off, knelt between his legs, grabbed his legs and pulled him up high enough so he could start eating him out. Jimin grabbed his hair with both hands and started grinding up against his face.

‘Fuck you’re so sexy…’ Taehyung breathed as he listened to Jimin moaning loudly while he repeatedly jabbed his tongue inside of him. Jimin could feel his orgasm building up after just a couple of minutes so he started stroking his length. He was so close when Taehyung suddenly stopped and moved away from him.

‘Tae, what’s wrong?’ Jimin asked with a puzzled expression. Taehyung was just sitting next to him with a vacant expression on his face.

‘Jiminie, I can’t do this. I know Kook said it’s fine, but I could see it in his eyes how much this is hurting him.’ Taehyung explained, infuriating Jimin in the process.

‘So what are you saying, I should go and have sex with him instead?’ Jimin blurted out in anger.

‘If that’s what you want, and let’s face it, it is, isn’t it? I’m nothing but a substitute to you.’ Taehyung sneered.

‘I can’t believe you just said that to me!’ Jimin snapped as he stood up and started getting dressed.

‘Where are you going?’ Taehyung asked in a low voice as Jimin stood at the exit.

‘Wherever I want.’ Jimin retorted as he angrily glared at him for a few seconds before leaving. Taehyung assumed he knew exactly where Jimin was headed, but could he be mistaken?

 

 

To be continued…

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Jimin was quietly walking back to his own hut. More than anything, he felt furious. After he finally struggled to convince himself to let go of Jungkook and move on with his life, he actually felt happy with Taehyung, but then Taehyung just had to ruin everything with his false sense of ‘loyalty’ to Jungkook. It wasn’t fair of Taehyung to treat him like that and Jimin felt betrayed and very upset. As fate would have it, Jimin had to walk past Kai’s hut in order to get to his own. When he got close to Kai’s hut, he noticed that the light was still on. Curious, and in desperate need of some regular company, Jimin decided to go inside. The moment he walked in, Kai turned around with a loud gasp, caught off guard by the sudden sound of footsteps.

‘Oh hey! Sorry, you startled me.’ Kai chuckled as he got up and approached Jimin with a charming smile.

‘Sorry about that. I was just going back to my own hut, thought I’d say goodnight.’ Jimin replied with a soft smile.

‘Really? Your own hut? Not spending the night with your boyfriend?’ Kai asked with a much too eager smile.

‘No. That may not work out after all.’ Jimin sighed.

‘Waw. If only I had known sooner.’ Kai muttered to himself, causing Jimin to curiously glare at him.

‘What do you mean?’ Jimin scoffed.

‘Hey Baby I couldn’t find the beer.’ A familiar gorgeous guy said upon walking inside of Kai’s hut. The moment he saw Jimin, he couldn’t help but bust out in anxious laughter. Jimin simply stared at him with shock and anxiety.

‘What are you doing here?’ Jimin demanded in a low voice.

‘Me? What the hell are you doing in my boyfriend’s hut late at night?’ He chuckled darkly.

‘Wait, you two know each other?’ Kai asked curiously.

‘Oh yeah, we go way back. I used to live in the same neighborhood as Jiminie over here before I moved out here.’ Taemin answered as he intently stared at Jimin. He honestly didn’t think it was possible for Jimin to get more attractive, but he certainly grew up well.

‘Ah that’s nice. Okay, why don’t you two wait here and I’ll go get the beer.’ Kai suggested as he walked up to Taemin and kissed him on the cheek.

‘Actually, I’m gonna head out.’ Jimin stated firmly.

‘No please, stay. It’ll be nice to catch up.’ Taemin insisted. Kai then smiled at them both and left.

‘Why would I wanna catch up with the guy that used to bully me as a kid?’ Jimin retorted sarcastically.

‘C’mon Jiminie, I only pushed you around because I had a serious crush on you.’ Taemin scoffed as he stepped closer to him.

‘Really? Hmm, that’s what Jungkook told me too.’ Jimin mumbled.

‘Ah yes, your brother. How is he? I heard from a friend that he was sent to rehab when he was 16.’ Taemin mentioned callously, infuriating Jimin in the process.

‘He wasn’t sent to rehab!’ Jimin snapped.

‘Okay okay, calm down… touchy subject. Let’s change the topic then, how are you?’ Taemin asked as he sat down on the matrass and motioned for Jimin to join him. Jimin let out a loud sigh of annoyance but sat down next to him nonetheless.

‘I’m fine. You?’ Jimin responded as he glanced at him with a polite smile.

‘I’m really good. Last thing I heard was you were dating Jung Hoseok, that still on?’ Taemin posed with a curious smile.

‘No. We broke up months ago.’ Jimin answered as he blankly stared out in front of him. Since the day he and Taehyung met with Hoseok, he hadn’t heard anything from him. However, he still carried around the guilt from it all.

‘So now you’re single?’ Taemin asked much too eagerly.

‘I honestly don’t know.’ Jimin sighed.

‘Okay. Who are you here with?’ Taemin continued to ask.

‘My brother and his best-friend.’ Jimin replied mechanically.

‘Kim Taehyung?’ Taemin posed.

‘That’s the one.’ Jimin said with a nod.

‘I see.’ Taemin mumbled to himself. He was about to say something in addition, but at that very moment, Kai walked back in with the beer. Kai sat down in front of them and handed them both a beer.

‘Um, no thanks. I should really get going.’ Jimin scoffed as he stood up to leave. Taemin stood up with him.

‘Jimin, stay. We can all just hang out, it’s fine.’ Kai insisted.

‘Babe, he wants to leave, then let him leave. C’mon, I’ll walk you back to your hut.’ Taemin graciously offered. Kai glanced up at Taemin with a smirk.

‘Alright. I guess tonight’s not our night.’ Kai chuckled.

‘True. Who knows, maybe tomorrow night.’ Taemin smirked as he winked at Kai. Jimin just stared at the pair of them with a puzzled expression. Before he could say anything, Taemin tugged his arm and walked out with him. Luckily, Jimin’s hut wasn’t very far from Kai’s. When they got there, Jimin was heading for the entrance when Taemin suddenly shoved him against the wall and pressed him up.

‘What the fuck are you doing?’ Jimin gasped. Taemin smirked at him for a second then smashed their lips together. At first, Jimin was resisting him, but after a few seconds, he simply had to give in to the stimulation. Taemin let out a soft moan when Jimin parted his lips to grant his tongue access.

‘I’m sorry, I’ve just always wondered what that would feel like.’ Taemin scoffed as he trailed his thumb across Jimin’s thick bottom-lip. Jimin blushed with his gaze lowered and it was driving Taemin crazy with desire.

‘Um, okay. Goodnight.’ Jimin scoffed, still not looking up at him. In that moment, all Taemin wanted was to drag him inside and fuck his brains out.

‘Goodnight.’ Taemin whispered as he took a few steps back. Jimin then smiled at him and hurried inside. Taemin in turn left to have drunken sex with his very hot boyfriend Kai.

 

***

 

The Next Morning…

 

Jungkook was hesitantly walking to Taehyung’s hut. He wanted to have breakfast with both Taehyung and Jimin before they headed back to their cabin, but he was afraid of walking in on another post-coital scene. When he slowly walked inside, he let out a soft sigh of relief upon seeing just Taehyung.

‘Morning Kook.’ Taehyung said with a smile as he turned around to face him.

‘Hey Tae. Um, where’s Jimin? I thought we could all have breakfast together.’ Jungkook replied with a strained smile, gazing around for Jimin as Taehyung put on his jacket.

‘Oh he’s not here.’ Taehyung answered with a puzzled expression. He honestly thought Jimin went to Jungkook’s hut the previous night.

‘Okay, but why are you looking at me like that?’ Jungkook scoffed, secretly happy that they didn’t spend the night together.

‘Nothing. He’s at his own hut then. We can meet him there and have breakfast.’ Taehyung said with a blank expression. He started to feel guilty for pushing Jimin away. Maybe Jimin really did love him, after all, he didn’t spend the night with Jungkook. The pair of them then headed out together towards Jimin’s hut.

 

~~~

Jimin had just freshened up a bit and was putting on his jacket to meet with Jungkook for breakfast. He didn’t care if he was still mad at Taehyung, Jimin wanted to spend some quality time with his brother. Especially since he honestly didn’t know when he would get to see Jungkook again after the trip.

‘Knock knock.’ A familiar deep voice said. Jimin slowly turned around with an angered expression.

‘What do you want?’ Jimin sneered. Taehyung didn’t answer, he simply marched up to Jimin, palmed his face and smashed their lips together. Jimin was still upset with him, but his feelings for Taehyung took over and he instinctively wrapped his arms around him and gave in.

‘Jiminie… I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean what I said last night. I’m just so afraid that you would hurt me by choosing Jungkook over me. I honestly thought you left to be with him last night.’ Taehyung whispered as he palmed Jimin’s face.

‘Seriously? Tae, I wouldn’t do that to you. I spent the night alone… missing you.’ Jimin confessed with tears in his eyes. Taehyung pulled him closer and kissed him again. The kiss started to get heated. Jimin moaned softly as he felt Taehyung slide his firm hands down his jeans and cupped his mounds. He trailed his hands down Taehyung’s body and started tugging at his belt.

‘Wait no, not now. Kook is right outside. He’s over at that K-pop douchebag’s hut asking him about something.’ Taehyung gasped as he somehow managed to pull away from that kiss. Jimin nodded as he wiped the saliva from his lips, wondering if he should mention that inadvertent kiss with Taemin. For the time being, he decided not to.

 

***

 

After the boys had a fun breakfast together, Jungkook decided to go mountain climbing with Kai of all people. Since Jimin and Taehyung were not even remotely interested in joining, they decided to simply wait for Jungkook at one of their huts so they could return to the main cabin together. Presently, Kai was in his hut packing some necessities for the climb.

‘Hey Babe, where ya off to?’ Taemin asked with a smirk as he suddenly reappeared.

‘Tae, where did you vanish off to this morning?’ Kai demanded as he darkly stared into his soul. They had the most amazing night, but then Kai had to wake up alone and confused, not even a note, or text or anything.

‘I went to get us some coffee, but on my way back I saw you talking to Jungkook and I really don’t want him to see me here.’ Taemin chuckled.

‘Why not? I thought you were friends back when you lived in the same area.’ Kai posed with a curious expression.

‘Not exactly.’ Taemin scoffed.

‘Anyways, I’m going mountain climbing with Jungkook and a few other people.’ Kai informed as he continued packing.

‘Really? Is Jimin going?’ Taemin purposefully inquired.

‘Jimin? The guy can’t even make a fire. Nah, he’s not going. I think he’s just gonna chill with his hot boyfriend.’ Kai chuckled.

‘What boyfriend?’ Taemin pressed in a low voice, suddenly bothered.

‘Um, Taehyung? I think that’s his name. They all came together. Jimin said he wasn’t sure about him, but they seemed pretty close at breakfast.’ Kai answered, a bit curious as to why Taemin cared so much.

‘I see. Well, have fun, I’ll see you when you get back.’ Taemin grinned. Kai was hoping he’d join him, but he knew better than to ask Taemin something when he’s clearly decided against it already. After Kai left, Taemin quickly took out his cellphone and called a ‘friend’.

‘Hello?’ The person answered.

‘I have some bad news. It seems Jimin is now with Taehyung.’ Taemin sighed.

‘Kim Taehyung?! I should’ve known. So you couldn’t get what I asked…’ The other line sighed with disappointment.

‘Not yet, but I will.’ Taemin assured with a confident smile.

‘Alright, keep me posted.’ He replied, afterwards he disconnected the call.

 

***

 

Taehyung and Jimin were in Taehyung’s hut, cuddling as they talked through their doubts and insecurities. Jungkook had been gone for an hour and would return in less than another hour. At first they both wanted to make the most of their time alone and have sex, but it felt much more fulfilling to simply hold each other close and talk things through. Jimin even mentioned the kiss with Taemin. Taehyung graciously decided to let it go since it wasn’t something Jimin had intended. And Taehyung knew that Taemin used to bully Jimin as a kid, so he realized that Jimin probably still felt rather intimidated by him. Of course, Taehyung had also decided to confront the jerk on it, but that could wait. For the moment, both of them just wanted to enjoy each other’s warmth.

‘I could really just stay here in your arms forever.’ Jimin sighed contentedly. Taehyung chuckled and pulled him closer.

‘I know. This moment is just so perfect.’ Taehyung whispered as he kissed Jimin’s forehead. Jimin slowly pulled him on top of him.

‘Kiss me…’ Jimin whispered as Taehyung fondly stared into his deep brown eyes. Taehyung didn’t hesitate, he leaned down and kissed him as passionately as he could. Quite obviously, that escalated quickly.

Several minutes later, they were having some of the most gentle and intense sex either of them had ever experienced. Although they both liked it rough, since they just had a major breakthrough, they wanted something tender and meaningful, they wanted to take their time and enjoy every second of that satisfying intimacy. When they were both close to their high, Jimin quickly moved away from underneath Taehyung, pushed him on his back and started riding him slowly and sensually. It was driving Taehyung crazy to feel his dick so deep inside of Jimin’s tight, warm, moist hole.

‘Ah fuck Jiminie…’ Taehyung moaned as he licked his lips and trailed his hands up to Jimin’s chest, playfully squeezing his nipples, knowing just how sensitive they are.

‘Ah… I’m gonna cum…’ Jimin whimpered. The overstimulation of Taehyung skillfully thrusting up inside of him while he fondled his very sensitive nipples was killing him. Taehyung then instantly sat up straight, used one hand to grip Jimin’s waist and the other to start jerking him off, all the while hungrily sucking on his left nipple since that one was more sensitive. Jimin felt his eyes roll back into his skull as he threw his head back and screamed loudly when he came all over Taehyung’s hand. Taehyung held his hot, sweaty body close as he continued to slowly thrust inside of him for another minute or so before he came as well. Then he very gently laid Jimin down and straddled him.

‘Was that the kind of gentle sex you imagined?’ Taehyung smirked as he ran his fingers through Jimin’s sweat-soaked hair. Jimin softly smiled at him and bit his bottom-lip.

‘I don’t know, but that was one of the best orgasms of my life.’ Jimin scoffed. A smug grin spread across Taehyung’s face as he slowly inched his face closer and softly kissed Jimin’s thick lips.

‘Mine too.’ Taehyung whispered as he hovered his lips over Jimin’s.

‘Fuck. We should clean up and get dressed. I seriously don’t want Jungkook to walk in on us or something.’ Jimin said abruptly, unintentionally ruining that perfect moment. But Taehyung agreed. After all, there is a lot more planned for their trip.

 

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Yoongi stepped out of the cab with a dissatisfied expression. He shrugged and rolled his eyes as he watched Hoseok making conversation with the driver instead of just paying quickly and explain why he had brought him there.

‘Hoseok, what are we doing here?’ Yoongi demanded in a low voice, interrupting the lively conversation they were having. Hoseok smiled at him, paid the cabdriver and waited for him to drive off before he walked up to Yoongi with a smirk.

‘There’s a huge party here tonight, I thought it would be nice for us to have some fun instead of pining over people that don’t want us.’ Hoseok chuckled sarcastically. Yoongi darkly glared at him as he struggled to drown out memories of Taehyung.

‘There’s a party at a national park? Well that sounds fun.’ Yoongi retorted, sarcastically of course.

‘Yea there is. They were having a special week of activities. Tonight is the last night, so the management team decided to throw a party for all the guests.’ Hoseok explained as he and Yoongi started walking to what he assumed to be an administrative office.

‘Sounds pretty exclusive. How are we supposed to get in?’ Yoongi asked.

‘I know a guy.’ Hoseok grinned.

 

***

 

Jungkook was hurriedly getting dressed. He wanted to leave before his company woke up. But right when he was headed for the exit, he heard a loud yawn.

‘Kook, where are you going?’ He scoffed as he sat up straight, still blissed out on the amazing sex they just had.

‘I’m sorry, I need to go. I need to go meet up with my friend and my brother.’ Jungkook said with a strained smile as he turned around to face him.

‘That’s cool, guess I’ll see you at the party?’ He asked with the cutest smile.

‘Yeah sure.’ Jungkook quickly replied, then smiled at him and left.

 

The moment Jungkook stepped outside of his tall friend’s cabin, he saw Taehyung at a near distance smiling at him with his arms crossed. Jungkook let out a soft sigh and approached him.

‘Hey Tae, sorry I went missing. I was having a few drinks with a friend, lost track of time.’ Jungkook explained, omitting as many details as he could.

‘That’s fine Kook, Jimin started to get a little worried and sent me to come find you. So who’s this new friend?’ Taehyung asked, trying to mask his jealousy. But before Jungkook could answer, Taehyung glanced up and saw someone stepping out of the cabin Jungkook was in. It was the same tall guy Taehyung had seen Jungkook talking to and taking pictures with all week.

‘Yeah that’s him.’ Jungkook admitted with a nod. The pair of them then started walking back to their own cabin.

‘So how do you know this guy? It’s just that you two seem really friendly.’ Taehyung probed, pretending he didn’t notice how wrecked Jungkook seemed, the kind of wrecked that implied recent and very intense sex.

‘Oh um, he’s thinking of transferring to my university.’ Jungkook answered, trying to be as honest as he could, after all, Taehyung was his best-friend.

‘Oh he told you that? That’s nice. I gotta say, you’ve only known the guy for a week, yet you seem so close? It’s very unlike you.’ Taehyung pointed out, clearly unable to mask his jealousy any longer.

‘What are you trying to say?’ Jungkook demanded, somewhat irritated.

‘Kook, it seems like you just fucked him, have you been fucking him all this time?’ Taehyung scoffed, hoping to ease the tension with his cute smile.

‘Can you not talk to me about that? You’re fucking my brother who also happens to be the love of my life! Do you see me passing any judgement?!’ Jungkook sneered.

‘Hey relax! I’m not judging you! I’m just curious why you never mentioned him to me. Look, you can talk to me about this stuff…’ Taehyung said as kindly as he could, a little hurt by Jungkook’s harsh reaction.

‘Maybe I don’t want to talk about it.’ Jungkook mumbled with his gaze lowered.

‘Why not? Because he’s a guy? Kook, what does that  even matter? It’s not about gay or straight, sometimes it’s just about the connection you feel to someone, or maybe it’s just for a moment. Look, sex is just sex, and it doesn’t even have to mean anything if you don’t want it to. Jungkook, you’re my best-friend, I would never judge you or demand an explanation from you.’ Taehyung responded with a soft smile, taking Jungkook’s hand in his and entwining their fingers. Jungkook then finally glanced back up at him with a smile. They both came to a stop and Jungkook pulled Taehyung into his arms.

‘Thank you. I’m sorry for lashing out on you.’ Jungkook whispered as his lips brushed against Taehyung’s ear.

‘We’re good. I have a question though.’ Taehyung smirked as they started walking again.

‘Sure.’

‘Did you let him top? He just seems kinda masculine and he’s taller than you, so…’ Taehyung asked before he bust out in laughter. Jungkook started laughing too.

‘No, I didn’t.’ Jungkook replied with a smug grin. Taehyung winked at him and bumped into his shoulder.

‘Nice work my friend, he’s pretty hot!’ Taehyung chuckled, causing Jungkook to chuckle as well.

‘I actually know him pretty well. This is the first time we’re meeting in person, but I know him from an online social group for local athletes born in ’97.’ Jungkook informed, finally comfortable enough to talk to Taehyung about it.

‘Ah okay, so he’s from Seoul and also an athlete? That’s pretty cool, think you’ll start dating him?’ Taehyung teased, knowing fully well that Jungkook only ever had sex with guys if they were either Jimin, or random drunken encounters. Before Jungkook could respond, he suddenly came to a stop when he realized Taehyung was no longer walking next to him. He turned around and saw Taehyung frozen in his place, blankly staring out in front of him with tears in his eyes.

‘Tae what is it?’ Jungkook asked with much concern as he wiped the tear that streamed down his face. Jungkook then gazed out into the direction Taehyung’s eyes were focused on and saw Yoongi talking to Kai. Luckily they were already at their cabin, so Jungkook took his hand and practically dragged him inside.

‘Hyung, where the hell were you?!’ Jimin demanded as he marched up to them. But then he saw the shattered mess Taehyung had been reduced to and quickly moved towards him.

‘Tae, what is it?’ Jimin asked in a soft tone, overly anxious as he shifted his gaze to Jungkook, hoping that he would explain.

‘Yoongi is here.’ Jungkook answered softly, almost whispering. Jimin widened his eyes in disbelief.

‘What the hell is he doing here?!’ Jimin gritted, infuriated and somewhat worried due to Taehyung’s intense reaction. Clearly Taehyung still had very strong feelings for him.

‘I don’t know Jimin, I didn’t talk to him.’ Jungkook retorted. Taehyung broke down sobbing and marched to his room. Jimin wanted to follow him but Jungkook grabbed his arm to stop him.

‘Let me go! I need to go check on him!’ Jimin snapped as he pulled his arm away.

‘Not right now. He’s feeling very overwhelmed, just give him some time.’ Jungkook insisted, he did after all know Taehyung better than anyone. Jimin sighed and nodded in agreement. Their last night of the trip was supposed to be the best, but it was slowly changing into everyone’s worst nightmare. They had yet to learn that Hoseok was there as well.

***

 

It was around 9PM and the party was in full swing. Everyone was enjoying the bonfire, the free jello-shots and the exciting and very loud music. The tourists in particular were having a very good time. Taehyung and Jimin had decided to join in at a later time since Taehyung needed some time to regain his composure. So Jungkook was presently flying solo at a fun party. He had been trying to avoid his previous company for the last hour or so. To that effect, he quietly sat by himself in a secluded spot as he threw back some tequila shots.

‘Still throwing them shots back like a champ I see.’ Yoongi chuckled as he sat down next to him.

‘What are you doing here?’ Jungkook slurred, already very drunk.

‘I didn’t want to come here, a friend brought me.’ Yoongi answered, quite drunk himself.

‘Do you know Tae is here?’ Jungkook asked while smiling at the cute girl that brought him some more drinks.

‘Damn, I think she likes you! And to answer your question, yes, I know he’s here. I also know he’s fucking your brother.’ Yoongi sniggered, not sure if he was laughing or crying at that point.

‘They’re not fucking around, they love each other.’ Jungkook informed, fighting back tears since the alcohol was making him emotional.

‘Well that fucking blows!’ Yoongi shouted, causing the people nearby to awkwardly stare at him. Luckily they were all tourists and didn’t understand a word Korean.

‘I know. But look, don’t mess with his head, just let them be happy.’ Jungkook said in a rather threatening tone.

‘You’re handling this really well! Does it have something to do with the tall, gorgeous local boy that keeps staring at you?’ Yoongi chuckled as he had some more of his beer. Jungkook then gazed around to discover his new friend smiling at him.

‘Fuck!’ Jungkook muttered to himself.

‘Are you just full-on gay now?’ Yoongi scoffed, busting out in laughter.

‘Fuck off Yoongi!’ Jungkook sneered as he struggled to his feet and marched off. The tall and handsome local boy was quick to follow.

 

~~~

 

Meanwhile, Jimin finally left the cabin and started walking towards the party venue alone. Despite his best efforts, Taehyung insisted on staying back and just organizing his thoughts. Jimin felt bad about leaving him alone, but Taehyung wanted him to have a good time. So Jimin decided to hang out for a couple of hours, get really drunk and then go back to the cabin to suck Taehyung off until he felt better, (what are boyfriends for).

‘Why do you always have to look so good?’ A familiar voice said with a dark chuckle. Jimin stopped in his tracks and started gazing around. It was rather dark so it was hard for him to make out the silhouette that was approaching him. Understandably, Jimin started to feel scared.

‘Hoseok?!’ Jimin gasped with his eyes widened in shock.

‘Yea. How are you?’ Hoseok asked with a sunshine smile, struggling to remain calm. Although he had prepared on seeing Jimin there, it suddenly felt pointless. Jimin was the love of his life. They were together for almost 2 years, and those 2 years were the best of Hoseok’s entire existence.

‘Um, I’m good, how are you?’ Jimin stuttered anxiously.

‘Pretty good! This is a fun party.’ Hoseok replied with a smile. Jimin felt tears welling up in his eyes. He felt so guilty and ashamed of how he handled things with Hoseok. Especially since Hoseok had been so good to him, the perfect boyfriend for almost 2 years. Jimin broke down in tears and threw himself in Hoseok’s arms. Hoseok in turn was completely caught off guard. Yet he wrapped his arms around Jimin and held him close, taking in his warm scent after such a long time. Jimin’s soft, warm body, his lustrous hair, the sound of his soft sobs as he held on to Hoseok with such intensity, it was starting to unsettle him.

‘What are you doing?’ Hoseok gritted as he roughly pulled away and took a few steps back.

‘I’m sorry, it’s just really good to see you.’ Jimin sniffed as he slowly regained his composure.

‘It’s good to see you too. I’m sorry, I wasn’t prepared for you to touch me, it was a little too much for me.’ Hoseok said in a soft tone, struggling to mask his frustration and arousal.

‘Oh. You’re right, I shouldn’t have done that. I think I’ll just go.’ Jimin replied, then he kindly smiled at him and walked away. Hoseok wanted to scream out loud due to all the mixed emotions he felt at that point. But he stuck to the plan and took out his cellphone to text Taemin.

 

***

 

Taehyung was lying in bed and going through some pictures of him and Yoongi that he still had on his phone for some reason. Yoongi had been randomly texting him for the past few months, asking to meet up, or hang out, or just talk, but Taehyung chose to ignore all of it. He had come to realize that his relationship with Yoongi had always been somewhat toxic. Ever since they started dating officially, Yoongi always insisted on doing everything his way. Taehyung felt like he had to put forth his best efforts to always try and please him and that just wasn’t healthy. While he knew that Yoongi truly loved him, he decided that it still didn’t justify the way Yoongi treated him. But fond memories of Yoongi started to overwhelm him again, so he got up, grabbed his jacket and decided to go for a walk to clear his head. After walking through a secluded area for several minutes, Taehyung found a bench and sat down, taking in deep breaths of the night’s fresh air. After a few more minutes, right when Taehyung was ready to head back to his cabin, he saw Yoongi approaching him with a puzzled expression.

‘Why are you looking at me like that?’ Taehyung sneered as Yoongi practically stumbled over to sit next to him.

‘I don’t know, I was supposed to meet a friend here, but I don’t see him.’ Yoongi slurred, clearly very drunk.

‘God Yoongi, you’re fucking wasted!’ Taehyung noted in a judgmental tone.

‘So what if I am? The love of my life dumped me and started fucking some other guy.’ Yoongi chuckled darkly in his drunken stupor.

‘How do you know about me and Jimin?’ Taehyung asked curiously. He had every intention of leaving, but he didn’t feel right about leaving Yoongi alone out there in that condition.

‘Hoseok told me.’ Yoongi slurred, struggling to stay conscious.

‘And how does Hoseok know?’ Taehyung pressed, suddenly suspicious.

‘Tae told him…’ Yoongi muttered.

‘What?! Okay, you’re drunk. I don’t even talk to Hoseok.’ Taehyung scoffed. Before he could say anything else, Yoongi passed out and fell into his lap. Taehyung sighed in annoyance, struggled to lift him up and struggled even more to carry him back to his cabin.

 

~~~

 

 

Jungkook was drinking a beer while talking to a couple of cute girls. His previous company had invited him back to his cabin, but Jungkook managed to find a way to respectfully decline. It’s not that he didn’t like the guy, or the sex for that matter, Jungkook simply didn’t want anything to get too complicated. At some point during their conversation, Jungkook gazed around and saw Jimin talking to Kai. They seemed to be getting a little too friendly, and Jimin was clearly drunk, so Jungkook marched off towards them with murderous rage.

‘Get your fucking hands off my brother!’ Jungkook gritted as he darkly glared into Kai’s soul. Kai immediately let go of Jimin and took a few steps back.

‘Hyung we were just talking…’ Jimin sniggered, heavily intoxicated.

‘Jimin, he was trying to kiss you.’ Jungkook sneered, still staring at Kai with murderous rage.

‘He was?’ Jimin asked, suddenly feeling rather confused.

‘I’m sorry, I’ll just go.’ Kai muttered, then walked away as quickly as he could. Jungkook then took Jimin by the hand and started walking off with him.

‘Hyung where are we going?’ Jimin chuckled, amused at everything in his drunken stupor.

‘Back to our cabin.’ Jungkook answered firmly.

‘Oh. It feels like you’re walking me to class. Remember when we went to elementary school? Dad would drop us off, and you would always hold my hand and walk me all the way to my class even though your class was at the other side of the building.’ Jimin mentioned on the verge of tears, touched by that fond memory.

‘Of course Jiminie, I had to make sure you were safe.’ Jungkook said in a soft tone.

‘I know. You always took such good care of me.’ Jimin sniffed, quickly wiping away the tears that had spilled.

‘I think we’re lost.’ Jungkook sighed in frustration, too drunk to find their cabin or to notice that Jimin cried.

‘I think that’s it…’ Jimin slurred as he pointed at a cabin that still had the lights on. Jungkook wasn’t sure, but he still took Jimin’s hand back in his and walked inside. When they got in, they both realized right away that it wasn’t their cabin.

‘This is not ours.’ Jungkook chuckled, causing Jimin to chuckle as well.

‘Who cares! Whoever’s it is, doesn’t seem like they’ll be using it tonight.’ Jimin grinned as he lay down on the bed and pulled Jungkook on top of him.

‘What are you doing?’ Jungkook whispered, their faces just inches apart.

‘Why what’s wrong? Nothing we haven’t done before…’ Jimin said as he licked his lips.

‘Jimin, we’re both very drunk right now, we really shouldn’t do this.’ Jungkook countered, struggling to stay composed.

‘Why? Because of Yugyeom?’ Jimin posed, clearly jealous, but mostly sad. Jungkook wasn’t even sure how Jimin knew about him, but he was too drunk to focus on that.

‘Yugyeom? What, no! Because of Tae… remember Tae?’ Jungkook scoffed, all the while still lying on top of Jimin, feeling both of their erections.

‘Who’s to say he won’t leave me to get back with Yoongi.’ Jimin scoffed, fighting back tears.

‘But it hasn’t happened yet, so this is wrong.’ Jungkook objected yet again.

‘Hyung… I don’t even know if I’ll see you again after tonight.’ Jimin said softly with tears streaming down his face.

‘Jiminie… of course you’ll see me again.’ Jungkook soothed, softly wiping away his tears.

‘When?’ Jimin continued to ask.

‘I don’t know, but you will see me again. And we keep in touch right, we still talk…’ Jungkook answered with a smile as he ran his fingers through his hair.

‘But it’s not like before. We used to talk about everything, remember? You used to hold me in your arms every night and talk about how amazing our future together would be.’ Jimin cried.

‘I know, I miss it too.’ Jungkook sniffed.

‘Do you think we’ll still have that? Do you think we can still be together?’ Jimin whispered, palming Jungkook’s face as he pressed their foreheads together.

‘I’m not sure, but I’ll always want that.’ Jungkook replied with his eyes closed.

‘Kiss me…’ Jimin whispered. Jungkook let out a soft sigh and sat up straight.

‘No Jiminie…’ Jungkook said firmly as he stared into his eyes.

‘Fine, don’t have sex with me.’ Jimin retorted. Then he suddenly removed all of his clothes in about 3 seconds and started jerking off. Jungkook let out yet another sigh of frustration.

‘Why do you have to do this to me?’ Jungkook whispered as he pushed Jimin on his back and positioned himself between his legs. He then unzipped his jeans and set his erection free, then he started masturbating along with his little brother. Jimin licked his lips and smiled as he watched his big brother stroking himself, it had always been the sexiest thing on the planet to him.

‘Hmm… ah… fuck…’ Jimin softly moaned as he stroked himself and stared at Jungkook doing the same. Jungkook let out a loud gasp when Jimin suddenly palmed his erection with his soft hands. He started jerking him off at a pace he knew would drive him crazy. Jungkook could no longer control himself, he leaned down and kissed Jimin passionately. Jimin reached his hands under his shirt and took it off. Jungkook in turn quickly took off his pants and boxers. It didn’t even occur to them in their drunken state that they were about to have sex in someone else’s cabin. Luckily, whoever’s cabin it was, they had lube and it only took Jungkook about 20 seconds to find it. After some rushed prep, Jungkook pushed his member inside of Jimin’s moist twitching entrance in one swift motion.

‘Ah-fuck Jiminie…’ Jungkook gasped as he felt that intoxicating feeling of being inside of his little brother again. He leaned down, kissed Jimin’s neck and started pounding inside of Jimin like there was no tomorrow.

‘AH! Hyung… fuck! Fuck… I love you…’ Jimin whimpered as he trailed his fingernails down Jungkook’s back.

‘I love you too…’ Jungkook whispered with tears streaming down his face. When Jimin saw him crying, he broke down in tears as well and palmed his face.

‘It’s just you… it will always be only you…’ Jimin cried. Jungkook choked down a sob and inched his face closer to kiss him softly. Jimin wrapped his legs around his waist and gripped his hips to pull him deeper inside of him. Neither of them were thinking clearly at that point. All they knew was the immense love they had and would always have for each other. In their drunken state, they couldn’t exactly reason on the mistake they were making, or notice the camera pointed at them for that matter.

 

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The Next Morning…

 

Hoseok was quietly sitting in a corner of the café, sipping his Americano and intently staring at his I-Pad’s screen. He was going through the footage his camera had captured on the previous night. It was even better than he had ever expected. His original plan was for Kai to get Jimin really drunk and then take him back to Hoseok’s cabin where Taemin would be waiting to have a threesome with them. Hoseok would then get the whole thing on video and use that footage to blackmail Jimin. But what the camera picked up instead was much, much better than Hoseok could’ve even imagined. He softly grinned to himself as he watched Jungkook fucking into Jimin like his life depended on it. If he was being honest, it was very hot. Hoseok believed with his very core that it was wrong, but it was insanely hot. He had never witnessed such a sexed-up side to Jimin before. In a way he felt disappointed that he never took the opportunity to experience such a wild and sexy side to him. He was 20 minutes into the video, with headphones on of course, when he could no longer bear the throbbing of his painful erection.

‘Ahh, hyung… AH! I’m gonna cum!’

‘Get on top of me…’

‘Ahh okay… ah-fuck!’ Jimin was riding Jungkook hard and fast, bouncing on top of him as he stroked himself faster and faster. Jungkook suddenly pulled him off and pulled him towards his face. He took Jimin’s dripping member in his mouth and started sucking him off as he squeezed his firm mounds with one hand and used to other to finger him mercilessly.

‘AAHH!’ Jimin screamed loudly as he released in Jungkook’s mouth, tears streaming down his face from the intensity of his orgasm. Jungkook pushed him down and grabbed his face, kissing him passionately, making him taste his own cum.

Hoseok started breathing heavily as he watched their lips locked with Jimin’s cum streaming down the sides of their mouths. It took all the energy he had not to palm his throbbing erection.

Jungkook then moved away from underneath Jimin, positioned him on his hands and knees and started rubbing his huge dick against Jimin’s abused entrance.

‘No! Hyung, I need a minute… please… just let me suck it…’ Jimin pleaded. Jungkook then flipped him on his back and climbed on top of him, darkly grinning as he pushed his member down Jimin’s throat. Jimin was softly gagging and whimpering as Jungkook rode his face, not holding back in the least.

‘FUCK! Jiminie… I wanna cum inside of you… let me fuck you…’ Jungkook breathed. Jimin got back into position, struggling to balance himself on his hands and knees as Jungkook roughly slammed his dick inside of him.

‘Ah-ah-ah… Hyung… not so hard…’ Jimin cried, but stroking his flaccid cock nonetheless. Jungkook grabbed a fistful of his hair, pulled his head back and started kissing his neck as he picked up the pace even more.

‘Fuck… you’re mine… tell me you’re mine…’ Jungkook breathed as he trailed his free hand down Jimin’s chest and squeezed his nipple.

‘I’m yours… I’m only yours…’ Jimin whimpered, hard again despite being severely exhausted and sore. Jungkook kept thrusting inside of him until he had no choice but to squirt his cum all over the mattress. Jungkook chuckled to himself, pushed Jimin flat on his stomach and pounded into him until he finally came inside of him, filling him up to the brim.

Hoseok’s eyes were widened in shock, frustration, arousal and god knew what else. His boxers were practically soaked with pre-cum as he stared at Jungkook kissing the side of Jimin’s face as he rode out his orgasm.

‘Wanna go again?’ Jungkook sniggered.

‘Sure, but just gimme a sec…’ Jimin chuckled as he turned over to kiss him.

 

For some reason Hoseok glanced up from his screen to discover Taemin approaching him with a remorseful expression on his face. He quickly took out his headphones, locked his I-Pad and placed it in his bag.

‘Hey Hobi, look, about last night… I’m really sorry.’ Taemin sighed as he sat down across of him.

‘What went wrong exactly?’ Hoseok demanded with his arms crossed, pretending to be upset. Knowledge was power, and he felt it was better if Taemin remained in the dark.

‘I honestly don’t know. I texted Yoongi to meet me up so he would get out of the way while Kai worked on Jimin. Everything was going well! I didn’t even need to distract Taehyung, he wasn’t even at the party…’ Taemin started to explain.

‘So then what happened?’ Hoseok asked in a low voice, darkly glaring into Taemin’s eyes.

‘His brother… JK showed up out of nowhere and grabbed Jimin away from Kai!’ Taemin countered, rolling his eyes in annoyance.

‘I thought Jungkook would be occupied elsewhere with his tall new friend?’ Hoseok continued. He started to feel strangely proud of how convincing he came across, pleasantly surprised by his own manipulation skills.

‘I thought so too! One minute I see them kissing, the next I don’t see either of them, so I assumed they went back to his cabin… but then Kook just had to ruin everything.’ Taemin answered with a loud sigh of disappointment. He had honestly wanted to fuck Jimin since he was around 11 years old. While he realized just how disturbing that sounded, he simply didn’t care.

‘Hmm… I can tell you’re upset about it.’ Hoseok said, softening his expression a bit. If he pretended to be angry for too long it would seem suspicious.

‘Of course I’m upset! We planned everything to such intricate details! And you know I’ve always had a thing for Jimin…’ Taemin chuckled darkly, entertaining the image of having sex with Jimin for a split-second.

‘Yes… I know.’ Hoseok gritted, clenching his fists to remain calm. Taemin noticed his triggered reaction of course.

‘So why did he break up with you?’ Taemin asked curiously, hoping to change the topic.

‘That’s a story for another day. For now, I’m gonna head out and find Yoongi. It’s important that he doesn’t suspect anything.’ Hoseok sighed as he grabbed his bag and stood up to leave. Taemin nodded with a smile and grabbed the menu on the table. Hoseok patted him on the shoulder as he walked past him, secretly smiling to himself as he thought about all the ways he was going to make Jimin and Jungkook pay for what they put him through.

 

***

Yoongi woke up dazed and confused. He rubbed his eyes and glanced around the room he was in, instantly panicked since none of it seemed familiar. As he gazed around a second time, he grabbed his phone off the nightstand and rose to his feet. When he reached for the doorknob, something shiny caught his eyes. So he turned around and walked to the desk and found a silver picture-frame lying flat on its cover. The frame seemed oddly familiar, so he turned it around and instantly felt his heart skip a beat. It was a picture of him and Taehyung kissing. Yoongi had gifted that frame to Taehyung for their 1-year anniversary. He had their names engraved on the sides of it. Taehyung found the perfect picture of them kissing at the park and Yoongi knew he always had it with him. But he figured since they broke up that Taehyung would just throw it out, or at least store it in the back of his closet where he never had to be reminded of him. Yoongi choked down a sob as he pressed the frame against his chest. When he heard some movement coming from outside the bedroom, he quickly wiped his tears, placed the frame back on the desk and left the room.

‘Good morning.’ Taehyung said in his familiar deep voice as Yoongi slowly approached him with a saddened expression. Yoongi took a seat right next to him at the kitchen table and lowered his head in shame and embarrassment.

‘What happened last night?’ Yoongi asked as he slowly looked up at him.

‘Nothing. You passed out on some bench, I didn’t know where your cabin was, so I brought you back here to mine.’ Taehyung replied calmly, sipping his coffee with a blank expression.

‘Um… thank you. And I’m sorry. Jimin must’ve freaked out.’ Yoongi scoffed anxiously as he poured himself some coffee. Taehyung’s expression immediately changed at the mention of Jimin’s name, but Yoongi carefully chose to ignore it.

‘It’s fine. Drink your coffee and leave.’ Taehyung retorted as he stood up only to have Yoongi grab his arm. He turned around to discover the saddest look on Yoongi’s face and it truly tugged at his weak heart.

‘Tae… um… how are you? How’s your mother?’ Yoongi asked in a soft but genuine tone.

‘Why would you ask me that? It’s not like you give a shit!’ Taehyung sneered as he roughly pulled his arm away.

‘No Tae I do! Look, I realize that I should’ve handled that differently. I’m so sorry. I never should’ve asked you to choose between her and me. Maybe I don’t approve of how she’s treated you in the past, but I should’ve just been supportive anyways. Tae… I love you. And if she’s important to you, then she’s important to me!’ Yoongi pleaded with tears streaming down his face.

‘It’s not just that Yoongi… we’re just very different people. We can never seem to agree on anything and it was just really frustrating.’ Taehyung sighed as he sat back down and wiped the tears that had spilled. Yoongi instantly shifted from sad to angry since he knew exactly what the main reason was. He knew Taehyung was just using that argument as an excuse to hide what he truly meant.

‘Right. So where’s your boyfriend?’ Yoongi asked in a low voice, struggling to keep calm.

‘I’m not sure. I told him to have fun, so he probably got drunk and passed out somewhere.’ Taehyung chuckled.

‘Could be. Last time I saw him at the party, he was making-out with some tall local boy.’ Yoongi purposefully added as he took a sip of his coffee.

‘What?! Jimin would never do that to me!’ Taehyung snapped, darkly glaring into Yoongi’s soul.

‘Oh no, I wasn’t talking about Jimin. I meant Jungkook. After all, he’s the Jeon brother you actually want to be with right?’ Yoongi grinned, infuriating Taehyung in the process.

‘What the hell are you talking about?’ Taehyung scowled.

‘Tae… Kook and I had sex, and you just ripped my heart out of my chest because of it. But what did Jungkook get? That’s right… forgiveness. You didn’t even get mad at him. He apologized and you just forgave him with open arms. Why is that? I’ll tell you what the real deal is since you clearly can’t come to terms with it. Tae, you weren’t mad at me because I betrayed you by having sex with Jungkook, you were mad at me because I had sex with Jungkook when you never could. Let’s face it, you’ve always wanted him to yourself. But since you can’t have him, you went for Jimin, that way you can make sure that you’re at least close enough to him.’ Yoongi explained quite so blatantly. Taehyung stared at him the whole time with his eyes widened in shock and tears streaming down his face.

‘That’s—no… that’s… it’s not, it’s not true…’ Taehyung muttered with his gaze lowered.

‘After everything we’ve been through… you can at least be honest with me. Tae, fuck… just be honest with yourself!’ Yoongi snapped as he stood up in rage.

‘I love Jimin. I know I do. He makes me happy…’ Taehyung whispered as he looked up at Yoongi with tears in his eyes.

‘I believe you, but he’s not everything you want, now is he?’ Yoongi chuckled.

‘Meaning?’ Taehyung asked with a puzzled expression, not sure what Yoongi felt was so amusing.

‘I mean… when’s the last time you were fucked?’ Yoongi grinned.

‘Yesterday.’ Taehyung scoffed as he raised an eyebrow at him.

‘No Tae… you fucked Jimin yesterday… when’s the last time someone fucked you?’ Yoongi smirked. Taehyung’s smile instantly faded as he turned away from Yoongi’s gaze. If he was being honest, he did miss the feeling.

‘That doesn’t matter. He’s everything I want.’ Taehyung retorted with his gaze lowered.

‘I’m sure Jungkook is. Anyways, I should head out… Hoseok’s probably looking for me.’ Yoongi replied, just softly mentioning Jungkook’s name instead of Jimin’s. Taehyung heard it of course but he chose to ignore it.

‘Yoongi…’ Taehyung softly said as Yoongi was reaching for the doorknob to leave.

‘Yeah?’ Yoongi posed as he turned around with a strained smile. Taehyung then walked up to him and stood rather close before he started to speak again.

‘I know you sent my mother flowers and a gift-basket last month. She was very happy with it. Thank you. She’s still undergoing treatment but the doctors said there’s been some improvement.’ Taehyung said in a soft voice with tears in his eyes. Yoongi wanted to break down in tears and just hold Taehyung in his arms forever. If only he could keep him safe from all the pain and sadness he’s had to struggle with.

‘Good. I’m very glad to hear that.’ Yoongi whispered, fighting back tears.

‘Despite everything, it was good seeing you. I’ve honestly missed you.’ Taehyung replied softly.

‘I’ve missed you too Tae. I miss you every single day.’ Yoongi responded as he gently ran his fingers through Taehyung’s soft hair.

‘Maybe we can keep in touch?’ Taehyung asked with a soft smile as he took Yoongi’s hand in his.

‘There’s nothing I want more.’ Yoongi chuckled, causing Taehyung to chuckle as well. They then shared a brief hug and Yoongi left, leaving a very frustrated Taehyung behind. First of all, he had no idea where either Jimin or Jungkook were, and he couldn’t stop thinking about Yoongi’s argument regarding his supposed feelings for Jungkook.

 

***

 

Jungkook was silently standing in front of the cabin’s door. He was taking a few minutes to rehearse what he would say to Taehyung. Jimin ran into someone he knew from some art-academy, so he decided to join her and her friends for breakfast. Waking up with a naked Jimin on top of him was already too much for Jungkook to handle. He knew he had made a serious mistake. On top of the guilt and shame, he felt seriously hungover. Luckily the aspirin he found in the cabin he and Jimin woke up in started to kick in already. But he still felt awful. He honestly couldn’t believe he betrayed Taehyung’s friendship yet again. After taking a deep sigh with his eyes closed, Jungkook carefully opened the door and went inside.

‘Kook! There you are! Damn, you look like shit! Where’s Jimin?’ Taehyung chuckled as he approached him with a glass of water. Jungkook forced a smile as he took the glass and drank from it.

‘Uh, Jimin is at breakfast with some artist friends… um, he said he’ll send you a text or something.’ Jungkook replied in an overly rehearsed manner. Taehyung already felt suspicious, but he chose to ignore it for the time being.

‘Oh. So then, you’ve seen him? What’d you guys do last night? You just disappeared…’ Taehyung scoffed as he walked with Jungkook to the kitchen.

‘Right. Um, we both got really wasted and just kinda… um, we… we—um, we passed out in some… uh… place.’ Jungkook stuttered anxiously as Taehyung blankly stared at him.

‘Okay. I guess I’ll go check my phone for a text.’ Taehyung replied with a sarcastic smile.

‘Sure. I’m gonna go hit the shower.’ Jungkook quickly responded. Then he placed the glass on the table and marched towards the bathroom.

 

~~~

 

Jungkook closed his eyes as the warm water poured over him. He had finished washing his sins away already but he just wanted to stay there and organize his thoughts. The second he woke up that morning, he broke down in tears. He felt so unbearably guilty and ashamed. But more than anything, he just felt hurt, hurt that he had yet another amazing night with Jimin that can’t turn into anything more, or anything real. So basically he was just filled with pain, regret, shame and guilt all over again. Taehyung had been such an incredible friend to him and to Jimin over the years. Jungkook simply couldn’t understand how either of them could betray his trust like that. His eyes suddenly popped open at the sound of the shower-cabinet’s door sliding open. Jungkook turned around to discover Taehyung standing at the entrance with his arms crossed and an angered look on his face.

‘Um Tae… what’s wrong?’ Jungkook scoffed anxiously as he covered his crotch with his hands.

‘I need you to be honest with me…’ Taehyung stated firmly.

‘Can’t this wait? I’m kind of naked.’ Jungkook chuckled, trying to hide how panicked he felt.

‘I was going to wait, but you’ve been in here for like an hour. Kook, where is Jimin? And what the hell happened last night?’ Taehyung demanded in his overly deep tone of voice. Jungkook started to feel tears welling up in his eyes from all the guilt and shame. Luckily there was water continuously pouring over him, so Taehyung couldn’t make out his tears.

‘Jimin will be back soon, I’m sure he’ll explain everything.’ Jungkook answered in a soft tone.

‘I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to snap at you. It’s just hard when you care so much for someone but know that there’s always someone else they’ll want more than you.’ Taehyung said softly, after his conversation with Yoongi, unsure whether he was referring to Jimin or Jungkook. He quickly licked his lips as he gave Jungkook’s wet, naked form a onceover and then turned around to leave. But he let out the loudest gasp when he felt Jungkook grab his arm and pull him inside of the shower-cabinet. Jungkook pinned him to the wall, stared into his intense hazel eyes for a second and then smashed their lips together. Taehyung felt pleasurable tingles all the way down his spine as Jungkook palmed his face and sensually swirled his tongue inside of his mouth.

‘I’m so sorry…’ Jungkook whispered when he pulled away from their steamy kiss. Taehyung licked his lips as he struggled to catch his breath. After all those years, Jungkook had finally kissed him and it was so much better than he had ever imagined.

‘Sorry for what?’ Taehyung breathed as he lustfully stared at Jungkook’s muscular body. Jungkook moved closer and pressed their foreheads together.

‘Everything…’ He whispered with tears streaming down his face. Before Taehyung could respond, Jungkook palmed his face and kissed him again. When he started softly moaning into the kiss, Jungkook quickly undressed him, all the while not breaking the kiss. Once they were both naked, Jungkook took Taehyung by the hand and dragged him to his bedroom. Taehyung was so overwhelmed by everything that was happening that he literally couldn’t make sense of it or object for that matter. As they got to the bedroom, Jungkook lifted Taehyung up and threw him on the bed, quickly straddling him.

‘Wait-wait… Kook, what is this?’ Taehyung asked, finally regaining his senses.

‘What do you mean?’ Jungkook countered as he ran his fingers through his hair with a soft smile.

‘I mean… why are you doing this?’ Taehyung demanded.

‘Do you want me to answer that, or do you just want me to do this?’ Jungkook scoffed. Taehyung felt upset and insulted by his remark, so he moved away from underneath him and started walking towards the door.

‘Tae, what’s wrong? I thought you always wanted this…’ Jungkook mentioned as he stood up and walked up to him. At that point Taehyung just felt downright furious. He turned around and darkly glared into Jungkook’s soul.

‘So for some reason everyone’s just decided that I want this. Has anyone ever bothered to ask me what I actually want?! Kook, what the fuck is wrong with you?! How can you even think of doing this to Jimin? Look, I really do love him, and I refuse to ever hurt him like this.’ Taehyung stated firmly. Before Jungkook could respond, Taehyung left, slamming the door shut behind him. The second he left, Jungkook crashed to the floor in tears, sobbing uncontrollably. Why did everything suddenly change into a nightmare?

 

 

To be continued…

Chapter Text

Later that same day…

 

Jimin sneaked back inside of their cabin as quietly as he could and hurried over to his bedroom. While he was at breakfast/brunch with a few acquaintances, he kept thinking about how to confront Taehyung, but to no avail. They had to check out in less than an hour, so Jimin decided to take a quick shower and just confront Taehyung when they got back home. After he showered, he started quickly packing his things, all the while reflecting on the amazing night he had with Jungkook. To say that Jimin felt overwhelmed would be an understatement. Seeing Hoseok again after such a long time was already too much for him to bear, and then the sex with Jungkook just led to more unbearable frustration. To top it all off, the guilt he felt for betraying Taehyung was painfully suffocating. He was so lost in thoughts that he only noticed Taehyung’s presence in his room when he felt his big arms wrapped around him. Jimin choked down a sob and turned around to face him with a forced smile.

‘Hey beautiful, where have you been? I’ve missed you…’ Taehyung said with a soft smile as he leaned closer and kissed his cheek.

‘Just some breakfast with friends… um, did you finish packing?’ Jimin posed, quickly changing the topic.

‘Yeah I did, my bags are already in the living-room. Kook’s done packing too.’ Taehyung added, his expression changing as he said Jungkook’s name. Jimin started to feel anxious. Did Jungkook tell him what happened?!

‘Oh he is? So he’s already here… you guys talked?’ Jimin carefully asked.

‘Something like that…’ Taehyung muttered with his gaze lowered. He had decided not to mention anything to Jimin since nothing really happened and he didn’t want to jeopardize the friendship between the 3 of them.

‘Okay good.’ Jimin sighed, relieved that Jungkook didn’t say anything. Once he finished packing with Taehyung’s help, the 3 of them went to check out, nobody questioning the awkward silence there was for some reason.

 

***

 

Taehyung and Jimin were forced to spend another day in the capital since their train was postponed to the next day due to technical difficulties. So they had to spend the night at Jungkook and Jimin’s grandparents, which was fun for Jimin since he hadn’t seen them for a while. Taehyung didn’t want to impose and insisted on staying at a hotel, but the grandparents wouldn’t have it. They enjoyed getting to know their little Jiminie’s boyfriend. Luckily, the grandparents were old-fashioned and instructed Jimin and Taehyung to sleep in separate rooms, something they didn’t object to at all since there seemed to be an awkward tension between them all of  a sudden. But everything got much worse when they asked Taehyung to sleep in Jungkook’s room. After a delicious dinner, the boys retreated to their assigned bedrooms.

‘Um, you can sleep on my bed, I’ll just sleep on this chair.’ Jungkook suggested in a soft tone, barely looking up at Taehyung as he watched him climb into his bed. It was the first thing either of them had said since their encounter in the shower earlier that day.

‘Don’t be ridiculous, we can both sleep on the bed, there’s enough room.’ Taehyung retorted as he removed his shirt and got under the covers. Jungkook nervously walked up to the bed, took his own shirt off as well and got in.

‘Are you gonna sleep right away? Should I turn the lights off?’ Jungkook asked kindly as he reached for the light-switch. Taehyung let out a sigh and sat up straight.

‘Why’d you do it?’ He demanded in his deep voice.

‘I don’t know Tae…’ Jungkook mumbled with his head lowered in embarrassment.

‘Do you even feel anything for me?’ Taehyung continued to ask as he turned around to face him. Jungkook then popped his head up and stared into his eyes.

‘I feel a lot of things for you, I’m just not sure what it means right now. Do you feel anything for me?’ Jungkook asked as he moved a little closer.

‘You know I do… I always have…’ Taehyung whispered on the verge of tears. It was the first time he was honestly admitting that to himself and to Jungkook, so in that moment, he couldn’t even remember Jimin’s name.

‘So what do we do about this?’ Jungkook asked as he moved closer again. He wasn’t sure what was happening either, but given all the confusing developments lately, he just went with it.

‘I don’t think we should do anything, it wouldn’t be right.’ Taehyung replied with his gaze lowered, luckily regaining his senses.

‘You’re a good person Tae… Jimin and I don’t deserve you.’ Jungkook whispered, quickly wiping away a tear that had spilled.

‘Let’s just sleep, it’s been a long day.’ Taehyung sighed. Jungkook smiled at him and nodded.

 

***

 

It was late at night but Yoongi couldn’t sleep. He hated the very fact that he had to spend the night at some shitty hotel with Hoseok since their train got delayed. At least he was by himself for the time being since Hoseok went out with Kai and Taemin. They had invited Yoongi to join them, but Yoongi could barely stand Hoseok, let alone his arrogant two friends. His solitude was suddenly interrupted when Hoseok stormed in, clearly drunk.

‘Hey, you’re still up?’ Hoseok slurred as he dropped his bag to the floor and rubbed his eyes with a yawn.

‘Yeah it’s been a long day.’ Yoongi sighed, not judgmental whatsoever since he himself got pretty wasted the previous night.

‘I know. It must’ve been hard to see Taehyung there.’ Hoseok callously muttered as he took of his shoes and got into bed.

‘Did you know he was gonna be there?’ Yoongi asked suspiciously.

‘Of course I knew.’ Hoseok chuckled while taking off his clothes. Yoongi moved away from him with a puzzled expression.

‘What are you doing?’ Yoongi demanded as he got out of the bed.

‘Let’s have sex.’ Hoseok grinned, lustfully staring up into Yoongi’s eyes. Yoongi swallowed hard as he felt his heart skip a beat. In all honesty, he did find Hoseok attractive, but he barely knew him, he was still hung up on Taehyung and Hoseok was wasted.

‘Um, I don’t think you’re in the right state of mind to make that decision.’ Yoongi scoffed as he grabbed a pillow and walked towards the couch.

‘Are you sure?’ Hoseok pouted from across the room.

‘Yep, I’m sure.’ Yoongi stated firmly, hoping that that day would just end already.

 

***

 

The Next Morning…

 

Jimin woke up bright and early to discover Jungkook sitting at the edge of his bed. He had a very concerned expression on his face and Jimin could tell that he barely got any sleep the previous night.

‘Hyung, why are you here?’ Jimin asked as he sat up straight and rubbed his eyes.

‘There’s something we need to talk about.’ Jungkook said in a serious tone as he turned around to face him.

‘I know… we need to tell Tae what happened.’ Jimin replied as he felt tears welling up in his eyes.

‘Yes that too, but there’s something else…’ Jungkook started to say but paused, struggling to find the right words.

‘Hyung, you better make this quick before someone walks in. Are Tae, grandma and grandpa still asleep?’ Jimin posed, clueless as to what Jungkook could possibly be referring to.

‘Tae’s asleep, grandma and grandpa went out to pick up breakfast.’ Jungkook answered.

‘Okay. So what’s up?’ Jimin sighed, getting rather impatient. He wanted to leave so he could go and wake Taehyung up using his favorite method since their grandparents weren’t home.

‘Never mind, I’m gonna go downstairs and get some coffee.’ Jungkook muttered as he stood up and walked away. Jimin stared at him with a puzzled expression but quickly brushed it off and rushed to the bedroom Taehyung was sleeping in.

 

~~~

 

Taehyung was peacefully sleeping until he suddenly felt a rather pleasurable sensation. It didn’t wake him up right away, but he started softly moaning in his sleep as he rocked his hips. He gasped loudly as the pleasurable feeling suddenly intensified. A few seconds later he slowly opened his eyes and reached his hand down his body to be met with Jimin’s head. In an instant, he was wide awake. Taehyung chuckled and licked his lips as he ran his fingers through Jimin’s hair and thrusted his throbbing dick in his mouth.

‘Fuck… why are you so sexy?’ Taehyung grinned as he threw his head back and grabbed the back of Jimin’s neck to thrust deeper down his throat.

‘I’m sorry, did I wake you? Do you want me to stop?’ Jimin smiled teasingly as he stared up into Taehyung’s eyes. Taehyung licked his lips and pulled Jimin up towards him.

‘You know better than that.’ Taehyung whispered as he palmed Jimin’s face, afterwards kissing him passionately. Jimin softly moaned into the kiss as he felt his insanely hot boyfriend slide his firm hands down his boxers and grinding his erection against his own.

‘SERIOUSLY?!’ Jungkook snapped as he walked into his bedroom to be met by that image. Both Taehyung and Jimin pulled away from each other with a loud gasp.

‘Um, I thought you’d be downstairs…’ Jimin stuttered with his gaze lowered.

‘So I guess we’re all just gonna pretend nothing happened between us?’ Jungkook sneered, making both Taehyung and Jimin anxious since they each assumed Jungkook was referring to their encounters with him.

‘I thought we agreed it was nothing!’ Taehyung snapped as he stood up and furiously glared at Jungkook. Jimin then felt really confused.

‘Wait, Kook told you we had sex and you’re fine with it?!’ Jimin scoffed as he stood up as well, incredulous.

‘YOU TWO HAD SEX?! I FUCKING KNEW IT!’ Taehyung snapped, outraged. He started marching towards the door in utter rage when Jungkook grabbed his arm to stop him.

‘Tae, we’re both really sorry!’ Jungkook pleaded, quickly throwing a crying Jimin a furtive glance.

‘Tae, we were really drunk! It was just a stupid mistake!’ Jimin cried, rushing towards his boyfriend so he could wrap his arms around him and sob into the crook of his neck.

‘So that’s why you came on to me, out of guilt?’ Taehyung scowled as he redirected his gaze towards Jungkook.

‘Hyung, are you fucking serious?!’ Jimin gritted, darkly glaring at Jungkook.

‘You’re both right, I’m the one to blame for all of this. You two should just work things out and I’ll leave you alone.’ Jungkook stated calmly, refusing to break down in front of them.

‘So you didn’t mean anything you said to me last night?’ Taehyung asked softly, struggling to remain calm.

‘Tae… of course I did. I know the timing seems suspicious, but I meant every word.’ Jungkook stated in all honesty.

‘This is too much for me, I’m leaving.’ Taehyung retorted and started walking towards the door again. But Jungkook rushed towards him, shoved him against the door and smashed their lips together. Jimin stood 3 feet away, his eyes widened in shock as he stared at his insanely hot brother roughly kissing his insanely hot boyfriend. Taehyung was softly moaning but still struggling to get out of Jungkook’s grip, which just turned Jungkook on even more, and Jimin for that matter. After a minute or so, Taehyung managed to push Jungkook away from him. He had tears in his eyes as he stared at Jungkook, struggling to catch his breath and Jungkook simply hated himself for all the times he had ever hurt him.

‘I’m so sorry.’ Jungkook whispered, fighting back tears.

‘Um, I think you two should take a few minutes to talk things through. I’ll be downstairs.’ Jimin said in a soft tone as he slowly walked towards the door. Before Jimin walked out of the room, Taehyung grabbed his waist and pulled him close so he could kiss the side of his face.

‘Please don’t think I’d ever do anything to hurt you.’ Taehyung whispered, causing Jimin to break down crying again. Hearing Taehyung say those words made him feel like the worst person on the planet due to all the guilt he felt from the numerous times he had hurt Taehyung before.

‘You could never hurt me.’ Jimin managed to say as he leaned closer to kiss him on his lips, afterwards he stormed out of the room in tears, slamming the door shut behind him. The second he left, Jungkook slowly stepped closer to Taehyung until their faces were just inches apart. He then wanted to kiss him, but Taehyung turned his face away and it was as if Jungkook could read his mind.

‘I’m not doing this out of guilt or frustration…’Jungkook stated firmly. Taehyung then stared into his eyes and palmed his face. They softly smiled at each other for a few seconds before Jungkook inched closer and kissed Taehyung ever so passionately. Were they really going to make yet another ridiculous mistake?

 

***

 

Later That Same Day…

 

Taehyung and Jimin were on the train back home. They had been on the train for almost a half hour, sitting next to each other in complete silence.

‘Are you mad at me?’ Taehyung finally asked, taking Jimin’s hand in his.

‘Should I be?’ Jimin countered, blankly staring into his hazel eyes.

‘If you want to know what happened, I’ll tell you.’ Taehyung replied as he moved closer to him.

‘I said I don’t wanna know. Besides, it’s not like I have the right to get mad after what I did to you.’ Jimin blurted, fighting back tears. When Taehyung and Jungkook came downstairs approximately 20 minutes after Jimin left them alone, neither of them said anything and Jimin didn’t ask them anything. While saying goodbye to Jungkook however, Jimin told them that he didn’t want to know. All he said is that he’d like a timely notification in case his presence was no longer required. Neither of them responded to his remark, but they shared a rather passionate goodbye kiss and Jimin just felt like he was on the verge of a mental breakdown. How should he even start to make sense of it?

‘Jiminie, I’m not mad at you or Kook for what happened. You were both wasted.’ Taehyung assured as he wrapped an arm around Jimin’s shoulder and pulled him in for a hug.

‘You just settled for me, right? It’s Jungkook that you really want to be with… right?’ Jimin asked softly as he stared up at Taehyung with tears streaming down his face.

‘Don’t say that! That’s not true!’ Taehyung countered. He was about to say something else when he glanced up to notice two familiar faces approaching them with a smile. Jimin quickly moved away from Taehyung’s embrace and composed himself.

‘So we’re finally going home huh.’ Hoseok smirked as he and Yoongi sat down across of them.

‘Hey Hoseok, um, hi Yoongi.’ Jimin said in a soft tone. Yoongi completely ignored him and glanced up at Taehyung.

‘I need to talk to you.’ Yoongi said in a firm tone, staring into Taehyung’s soul.

‘About what?’ Taehyung scoffed anxiously.

‘In private.’ Yoongi carefully added.

‘Now’s not a good time. Jimin and I were actually in the middle of a private conversation ourselves.’ Taehyung pointed out, throwing Hoseok a dark glare.

‘Well that’s good. I’m sure Jimin has quite a lot to confess.’ Hoseok grinned as he glanced over at Jimin who had a puzzled expression on his face. Yoongi coughed and stood up, all of a sudden rather anxious.

‘Hoseok, let’s give them their privacy. Um Tae, I need to talk to you. Can you call me tomorrow? It’s important, I promise.’ Yoongi pleaded, the urgency clear in his tone of voice. Taehyung nodded in agreement, but he felt really confused. After Yoongi and Hoseok left, Jimin broke down in tears.

‘Jiminie, what is it?’ Taehyung soothed, wrapping his arms around him and kissing his face.

‘Either way you’re gonna leave me. If it’s not for Jungkook, then it’ll be for Yoongi.’ Jimin cried, downright sobbing in Taehyung’s arms. Taehyung was at a complete loss for words. If he was being honest, he wasn’t sure anymore whom he wanted to be with. Since he didn’t want to lie or make Jimin feel even worse, he simply held him in his arms and consoled him. Indeed, all of them had a lot to figure out.

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Taehyung blankly stared out in front of him as he sat in his parked car across the street from Yoongi’s house. He needed a few minutes to compose himself before seeing Yoongi. The past few days were certainly very overwhelming. After taking a few deep breaths, he stepped out of his car and walked towards Yoongi’s house. One of his maids let him inside with a kind smile and instructed him to head towards Yoongi’s bedroom. When he got there, he found Yoongi anxiously sitting at the edge of his bed.

‘Oh you really came, I thought you wouldn’t.’ Yoongi sighed with a strained smile.

‘I told you I would, besides, you said it was important.’ Taehyung pointed out as he took a seat next to him on his bed. Yoongi closed his eyes and nodded.

‘Is Jimin okay with you being here?’ Yoongi carefully asked. Taehyung blankly stared at him for a few seconds before responding.

‘I’m not sure.’ He mumbled.

‘You two seemed to be arguing about something yesterday in the train.’ Yoongi mentioned.

‘It’s complicated.’ Taehyung sighed.

‘Wanna talk about it?’ Yoongi kindly offered, taking Taehyung’s hand in his.

‘He thinks something happened with me and Jungkook…’ Taehyung replied in a soft tone with his head lowered, he was embarrassed to be having that conversation with Yoongi of all people. Yoongi took his hand away and started rubbing his palms together to remain calm. Taehyung could tell he felt furious and was struggling to hide it.

‘Why does he think that?’ Yoongi managed to say, barely looking up at him.

‘Because something did, but it’s not what he thinks. It did however make me rethink a lot of things.’ Taehyung answered as honestly as he could. Yoongi wasn’t sure if he should feel relieved or more concerned.

‘I don’t wanna know what happened, that’ll just upset me more. But what have you come to realize?’ Yoongi carefully posed.

‘My feelings for Jungkook… they were never what I thought they meant.’ Taehyung replied, intently staring into Yoongi’s eyes.

‘So you don’t love him?’ Yoongi pressed, struggling to fight back tears.

‘No. Not in the way I love you.’ Taehyung confessed, once again taking Yoongi’s hand in his.

‘And what about Jimin?’ Yoongi asked softly on the verge of tears as he squeezed Taehyung’s hand.

‘Jimin and I were both using each other as a distraction. It’s true, I really care about him and being with him felt so safe. But in the end, it’s not what either of us really wants.’ Taehyung continued to confess.

‘What do you want Tae?’ Yoongi whispered as he inched his face closer.

‘I want some time by myself.’ Taehyung admitted honestly. Yoongi felt hurt by his answer. He had hoped that Taehyung would finally get back together with him.

‘Another break? From what?’ Yoongi asked, once again struggling to hide his frustration.

‘From everything.’ Taehyung stated firmly.

‘I wish I could say I’ll wait for you, but you’re not even asking that of me, are you?’ Yoongi said as he moved a bit closer.

‘I can’t ask you to keep waiting for me, it’s not fair to you. Anyways, what did you have to tell me?’ Taehyung asked, quickly changing the topic. Yoongi took a few moments to gather his thoughts. He suddenly wasn’t sure anymore if he should tell Taehyung about the video Hoseok has of Jimin and Jungkook.

‘This has already been a lot to process, can we talk about that some other day?’ Yoongi insisted with a soft smile. Taehyung nodded in agreement with a smile. Then they shared a brief hug and Taehyung left.

 

***

 

Jimin was lying in bed lost in thoughts. He had been in bed all day. When he asked Taehyung to come over, he said he would be late since he had a prior appointment. That was all he needed to say for Jimin to understand he was meeting Yoongi. The whole thing with Jungkook and Taehyung left Jimin feeling really confused. Since he wanted both of them, is he even allowed to feel upset that they might want each other? Jimin didn’t know anything anymore. When Taehyung walked inside his bedroom, Jimin leaped into his arms.

‘You were with Yoongi, weren’t you?’ Jimin asked in a soft tone.

‘Relax Jimin, we’re not getting back together, we just talked.’ Taehyung sighed as he took off his jacket and sat down on his bed. Jimin then crawled next to him, instantly wrapping his arms around him.

‘Are you breaking up with me?’ Jimin asked with tears in his eyes.

‘Yes. But not for the reasons you think.’ Taehyung replied honestly. Jimin could no longer contain himself and started sobbing in the palm of his hands.

‘So then it’s Jungkook?’ Jimin cried, not even looking up at him.

‘No it’s not. Jimin, you and I were both using each other as a distraction from what we really want and I can’t do it anymore!’ Taehyung responded, slightly raising his voice.

‘What are you talking about?!’ Jimin continued to cry.

‘In the train you asked me if I settled for you, I can honestly say that I don’t know. But did you settle for me? Kook is the love of your life and he always will be!’ Taehyung countered.

‘But I can’t be with him! I can be with you! And we’re so good together! We’re everyone’s favorite couple, my parents love you and now my grandparents. All my friends think it’s so cool that I’m dating you because you’re so smart, funny, tall and fucking gorgeous! I have no future with Jungkook. But Tae, you and I can have an amazing future! I mean, we make each other happy, don’t we?’ Jimin pleaded as he moved into Taehyung’s big arms.

‘Jimin, that’s exactly what it means to settle for someone. You shouldn’t be with me when you would rather be with someone else.’ Taehyung sighed.

‘It’s not that simple. Should I just be alone and miserable my whole life because I can’t have Jungkook?’ Jimin cried, moving away from Taehyung’s arms since he seemed a bit cold and distant.

‘That’s not what I’m saying. If it’s not Jungkook, then I’m sure you’ll find someone else that’s just as incredible to be with, but Jiminie, that person is not me.’ Taehyung stated firmly.

‘Why are you doing this?’ Jimin implored as he looked up at Taehyung’s expressionless face with tears streaming down his eyes.

‘Because I deserve to be happy, truly happy. I deserve to be someone’s first and only choice. And not you, nor Jungkook can give that to me.’ Taehyung retorted, afterwards standing up to leave.

‘So that’s it, we’re done?’ Jimin asked softly, standing up as well while he wiped his tears.

‘Not done entirely. Jimin, I will always care about you, I’d love to stay friends.’ Taehyung replied, finally smiling at him.

‘Yeah, I’m gonna need some time.’ Jimin muttered with his gaze lowered, struggling to regain his composure.

‘Take all the time you need.’ Taehyung said with a smile. Then he patted Jimin on the shoulder and left. Jimin went back to lying in bed, but this time crying uncontrollably. Both loves of his life wanted absolutely nothing to do with him. Perhaps he deserved it.

 

 

***

 

 

Jungkook was anxiously sitting in a café where he agreed to meet his unexpected visitor. When he got the message, he couldn’t believe it for several minutes. But his curiosity got the best of him so he agreed to meet him nonetheless. The second he walked in, Jungkook felt unbearably nervous. After all, that man practically singlehandedly ruined his life. He smiled at Jungkook and took a seat across of him at the table.

‘So, how’ve you been? Did you order already?’ He asked with a suspicious smile.

‘I’m good. Not really hungry though.’ Jungkook replied callously, blankly staring at his handsome face.

‘Well, I’m famished. I think I’ll have the steak.’

‘Uncle Jin, why did you call me here? I didn’t even know you and Uncle Joon were in the capital.’ Jungkook demanded, feeling rather suspicious from the start.

‘Oh, your uncle Joon is not here. I had to come for a psychology conference.’ Seokjin informed with a strained smile.

‘Okay, and why are we meeting?’ Jungkook pressed.

‘I can’t take an interest in my favorite nephew?’ Jin scoffed.

‘That would be Jimin, you simply tolerate me.’ Jungkook retorted, clenching his fists to remain calm.

‘Well I suppose I do favor Jimin over you.’ Jin purposefully mentioned.

‘That’s fine, everyone does, I got used to it.’ Jungkook gritted.

‘Of course. What better way to deal with your frustrations than fuck the cause of it, right?’ Seokjin grinned darkly.

‘Was that supposed to be funny?’ Jungkook sneered, furiously glaring at him.

‘No, it was supposed to be true. That’s why I’m here actually. I want to share some truths with you, now that you’re old enough and finally doing much better.’ Seokjin said out of nowhere, making Jungkook both confused and anxious.

‘What truth?’ Jungkook asked with a puzzled expression.

‘Honestly, I can’t believe you haven’t figured it out on your own yet.’ Seokjin chuckled.

‘Uncle Jin, you’re making me very nervous. Can you please just tell me?’ Jungkook insisted, getting rather impatient.

‘I don’t know, I’m worried about how you’ll react.’ Jin sighed.

‘I’ll be fine, just say it.’ Jungkook urged.

‘Maybe I can start with some details and see if you figure it out. If you can’t, then I’ll tell you the whole truth.’ Jin suggested.

‘WHY?!’Jungkook snapped.

‘Because of that. Clearly you’re feeling a little unstable. It wouldn’t be wise of me to mention something potentially upsetting right now.’ Jin pointed out.

‘Fine, tell me some details then.’ Jungkook heeded.

‘There’s a reason why your parents favor Jimin. I’m sure they never meant to, but one has very little control over these things.’ Seokjin started to say but stopped when he noticed the perplexed expression on Jungkook’s face.

‘You mean besides the fact that he’s just so much better than me?’ Jungkook retorted as he rolled his eyes in annoyance.

‘He’s not better than you. Their biased opinion of him has led you to believe that he’s better, but he’s not.’ Seokjin countered.

‘Then what’s the reason?’ Jungkook asked, suddenly very curious.

‘I’ll tell you… another day.’ Seokjin grinned, afterwards taking a sip of his coffee.

‘Why are you doing this to me?’ Jungkook scowled, infuriated.

‘Let’s just say… I have my reasons as well.’

 

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***Flashback***

 

15-year-old Jungkook was rushing to one of the guestrooms so he could relieve himself from his bodily urges. He had wanted to go to the bathroom, but that was currently occupied by his uncle Seokjin. So he had no choice but to head to the nearest empty room. He hated the fact that he had to spend the day at a resort with his family. It was a national holiday and his uncles were visiting for the week, so they all went out to spend some quality time as a family. To make matters worse, Jimin randomly climbed into Jungkook’s lap and insisted that he rub sunblock on his back. As if their bathroom incident a couple of days ago wasn’t torture enough. For some reason Jungkook felt like Jimin was purposefully wiggling around in his lap, inevitably getting him aroused. So after he suffered through that, he hurried inside of the cabin they had rented so he could masturbate. But when he got inside the room he rushed to, much to his surprise, he found his uncle Namjoon sitting on the bed and softly crying to himself. Before approaching him, Jungkook adjusted his shorts in an effort to hide his erection.

‘Uncle Joon, are you okay?’ Jungkook inquired softly, taking a seat next to him on the bed. Namjoon glanced over at the concerned expression on Jungkook’s face and softly smiled at him as he wiped his tears.

‘Yeah I’m fine. I was just unpacking a little and found something that made me a bit emotional.’ Namjoon scoffed as he slowly regained his composure.

‘What is it?’ Jungkook posed curiously. Without responding, Namjoon stood up and walked to the desk and picked up a picture-frame that was laying flat. He then walked back to Jungkook, sat back down next to him and handed him the frame. Jungkook’s eyes widened in surprise as he looked at the picture it contained.

‘Is this me? I don’t remember taking this picture though?’ Jungkook asked, puzzled.

‘No. That’s me when I was around your age.’ Namjoon chuckled, then much to his surprise threw an arm around Jungkook’s shoulder. While Jungkook liked his uncles, they weren’t exactly affectionate towards him. Everyone’s affection was mostly reserved for Jimin.

‘Waw, that’s so weird.’ Jungkook chuckled, curiously glaring at his uncle who seemed to be on the verge of tears again.

‘Are you happy Jungkook?’ Namjoon asked out of nowhere, pulling Jungkook closer in his embrace with the arm around his shoulder and palming his face with his free hand.

‘Um… I think so…’ Jungkook mumbled, completely caught off guard and a little anxious.

‘I just want you to be happy, it’s what I’ve always wanted.’ Namjoon whispered with tears streaming down his face. Jungkook felt overwhelmed with confusion and anxiety.

‘I’m happy, I promise.’ He blurted out, desperate to end that uncomfortable conversation.

‘Good. I know I’m not around a lot, but if you ever needed anything, please, come to me?’ Namjoon implored, staring into Jungkook’s eyes with such pain and affection that it unsettled him.

‘Sure.’ Jungkook muttered. His uncle then pulled him into his arms and held him tight.

‘My beautiful boy.’ Namjoon whispered as he enjoyed their soothing embrace. Jungkook could barely make out what he said and he honestly couldn’t care less. He just wanted to get out of there so he could masturbate.

 

***.***

 

Presently, Jungkook was in a cab on his way home, reflecting back on memories from his childhood he didn’t even know he still had. It’s funny how the past always comes back to haunt you. It’s the one thing you can’t escape or outrun. But for the longest time, Jungkook didn’t know the extent of how much his past would affect him. The worst feeling in the world is realizing your entire life had been a lie. After the first awkward conversation Jungkook had with his uncle Seokjin about a month ago, he met up with him a few more times to get more information on what had happened. It all came as such an unbearable shock to Jungkook that he kept mostly to himself while he struggled to make sense of the painful fabrication otherwise known as his life. For the past month, neither Jimin, nor Taehyung heard anything from Jungkook. And while it concerned them both, they had problems of their own keeping them sufficiently occupied. In fact, when Jimin heard their parents planned on having their uncles’ engagement party at their home, he wasn’t even sure if Jungkook would attend. Then again, Jungkook wasn’t sure if he’d attend either.

‘Jungkookie!’ His mother said with the brightest smile upon opening the front door to him. Jungkook politely smiled back and wondered for a moment if he should even bother still calling her ‘Mom’.

‘Hey… how are you?’ Jungkook replied, trying his best not to seem suspicious.

‘I’m great! Especially now that you’re here. You haven’t exactly been keeping in touch lately.’ His mother, for all intents and purposes, pointed out.

‘I’ve been busy with school. Are uncle Jin and Joon here already?’ Jungkook carefully posed as he walked into the living-room with his supposed mother. Before she could respond, his supposed father along with Seokjin and Namjoon entered the living room with a loud cheer, excitedly welcoming him home.

‘It’s so good to see you son!’ His father, for all intents and purposes, said as he pulled him into an embrace. As he rested his head on his father’s shoulder, he threw his uncle Jin a quick glance. Seokjin instantly lowered his gaze, overwhelmed with anxiety. After his father let him go, Namjoon hurried over to him.

‘Jungkookie, I’m glad you came back to celebrate our anniversary with us. Are you sure it’s okay to miss a few classes?’ Namjoon asked with concern as he rested his hand on Jungkook’s shoulder and fondly smiled at him. Jungkook stared into his eyes and felt tears welling up.

‘Yeah it’s fine.’ Jungkook scoffed anxiously, then he leaped into his arms and held him tight, nuzzling  into the crook of his neck. It took everyone by surprise. Jungkook was never one to show any affection towards people. But Namjoon enjoyed every second of his soothing warmth and had to fight back tears as he felt Jungkook tightening his grip around him. It felt so intense that he abruptly pulled away and quickly excused himself as he rushed upstairs to the guest-bedroom, presumably to cry. Jungkook’s supposed parents shared a brief look of concern. Did Jungkook find out? What the hell just happened?!

‘So where’s Jiminie?’ Jungkook asked with a bunny smile, finally breaking the awkward silence amongst the four of them.

‘He’s in his room. He’s been very depressed ever since he and Taehyung broke up.’ His mother quickly answered, eager to redirect that whole setting.

‘Wait, what?! They broke up? Why? When?’ Jungkook demanded, desperate for some answers.

‘I don’t know why, but it was shortly after they returned from the trip you all took together.’ His father replied.

‘You should go see him, I’m sure he’ll be glad to see you. I’ll go check on dinner, sweetie, don’t you think you should check on Joon?’ His mother instructed, throwing her husband a cautious glance. The minute his parents left the room, Jungkook had wanted to head towards Jimin’s bedroom, but Seokjin grabbed his arm and pulled him close.

‘What the hell was that?’ He gritted, darkly staring into Jungkook’s eyes.

‘Um, a hug? What’s wrong, feeling left out?’ Jungkook smirked, raising an eyebrow at him.

‘You promised not to say anything.’ Seokjin stated firmly, tightening his grip around Jungkook’s arm.

‘I won’t… yet.’ Jungkook sighed, whispering the last part.

‘Now is not the right time for this Jungkook.’ Seokjin insisted as he let go of his arm. Jungkook let out a deep sigh and nodded in agreement.

 

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Jimin was sitting at his desk, absentmindedly making his homework when Jungkook suddenly walked into his bedroom, carefully closing the door behind him. Jimin turned around with a soft gasp, surprised to see Jungkook standing in front of him, fondly smiling at him.

‘Hyung? I didn’t even know you’d be here!’ Jimin mentioned as he slowly got out of his chair and walked up to him. He had a rather sad expression on his face and it bothered Jungkook.

‘Yeah, I wasn’t sure if I was gonna come. I’m sorry I’ve been distant lately, just been dealing with some stuff.’ Jungkook said with utmost sincerity.

‘Distant? I haven’t heard from you since I got back!’ Jimin pointed out, crossing his arms as he stood a bit too close to him.

‘I know. Jiminie, you and Tae broke up?’ Jungkook carefully posed, softly trailing his index-finger across Jimin’s cheek.

‘I don’t wanna talk about it.’ Jimin mumbled with his gaze lowered. Jungkook could tell that he had been crying a lot lately and it started to unsettle him.

‘I can’t see you like this.’ Jungkook sighed as he pulled his supposed younger brother in his arms. The second Jimin felt the warmth of Jungkook’s embrace, he started weeping uncontrollably. Jungkook simply held him close for as long as he needed to, kindly soothing the lost love of his life.

 

***

 

Before pretending to enjoy an awkward dinner with his family, Jungkook quickly drove over to Taehyung’s house. After all, Taehyung was his best-friend and they hadn’t spoken in a month. In addition, Jungkook also wanted some answers on the whole breakup situation. Clearly Jimin was very hurt by it, so he needed Taehyung to explain things from his point of view as well. When Jungkook walked into Taehyung’s house, he found him in the living-room, sitting shirtless on a chair and eating pizza.

‘Jungkook? What the hell are you doing here?’ Taehyung scoffed as he rose to his feet with a puzzled expression. Jungkook didn’t bother to keep in touch for a month, and then he randomly shows up at his house?

‘I’m home for a few days, wanted to see you.’ Jungkook answered with a strained smile. Taehyung darkly chuckled and pulled him in for an embrace.

‘It’s good to see you.’ He chuckled after pulling away from the hug.

‘You too. So how have you been? Jimin told me you two broke up.’ Jungkook pressed, not wasting any time with formalities.

‘Ah, so that’s why you’re really here.’ Taehyung sighed, afterwards walking back to the sofa and sitting down. Jungkook quickly followed and sat down next to him.

‘Tae, what happened? He knows nothing happened between us, right?’ Jungkook asked, dismissing the fact that Taehyung seemed unusually relaxed.

‘I guess, I don’t know.’ Taehyung chuckled as he took another slice of pizza.

‘Are you drunk?!’ Jungkook demanded, finally putting the pieces together. Before Taehyung could answer, they heard a car pulling up in the driveway, then footsteps approaching the front door. Jungkook quickly rose to his feet, he assumed it was Taehyung’s father, so he wanted to respectfully greet him. But his eyes widened in shock when it was no one other than Min Yoongi that walked  inside with a six-pack of beer.

‘Uh, Jeon, what are you-um… what is he doing here?’ Yoongi slurred as he redirected his gaze on Taehyung, clearly drunk as well.

‘I’m not sure.’ Taehyung replied. Yoongi chuckled and walked towards them, crashing next to Taehyung and handing him a bottle of beer.

‘Thanks baby.’ Taehyung grinned, afterwards palming his face and kissing him aggressively. Jungkook blankly stared at them kissing for a few seconds, then left without saying a word.

 

***

 

Jimin was in a supermarket doing some last minute groceries shopping at his mother’s request. If anything, it felt nice to get out of the house. For the past month, Jimin simply left the house for school and art class. He stopped socializing with his friends, because all they did was ask about Taehyung. Breaking up with Taehyung hurt Jimin more than he could’ve ever imagined. Without a doubt, he truly did fall in love with him. The pain he felt from not being with him was unbearably similar to the pain he felt while struggling to get over Jungkook. The true extent of his feelings for Taehyung became much clearer when he saw Jungkook earlier that day. For the first time in all his life, he actually felt indifferent. All he could think of was Taehyung. While mindlessly walking down the aisles, filling the basket with contents from his mother’s groceries-list, he suddenly felt a light tap on his shoulder.

‘Hoseok? Hey, it’s so good to see you! I didn’t even know you were back home.’ Jimin said with a genuine smile. Hoseok could see the pain and sadness in his eyes and it almost tugged at his heart.

‘Yeah, just here for a few days. Um, are you okay?’ Hoseok asked, more curious than concerned, but Jimin didn’t need to know that.

‘I’ve been better.’ Jimin scoffed, trying to brush off the tension.

‘Right. I heard about Taehyung and Yoongi getting back together.’ Hoseok sighed, supposedly feeling sorry for him.

‘Oh, um, well… Tae said they’re not officially back together. He said he needs some time to think about some stuff.’ Jimin replied, his voice shaking as he suppressed the urge to cry. His face turned ash-gray and his eyes red and watery. It would break anyone’s heart to see someone in such a hurt state.

‘I can’t do this. I’ll see you around.’ Hoseok muttered, then turned around to walk away only to have Jimin stop him.

‘Is something wrong?’ Jimin asked softly, feeling a bit confused as to Hoseok’s odd behavior.

‘I just wanted you to be with me, you know. That’s all I ever wanted.’ Hoseok replied as he blankly stared into his deep brown eyes.

‘I’m sorry I hurt you, but it’s better this way. I’m a total fucking mess Hoseok, you deserve better.’ Jimin said soothingly as he took Hoseok’s hand in his.

‘You don’t get to decide what’s good for me.’ Hoseok gritted, darkly glaring at him as he took out a memory stick and handed it to him. At first he felt sorry for Jimin and didn’t want to add to his misery, but then the little shit actually had the nerve to turn things around and pity him in the most condescending way!

‘What’s this?’ Jimin posed, curiously examining the stick.

‘Just watch it.’ Hoseok retorted, then walked away before Jimin could respond.

 

***

 

Despite everything, the Jeon family had a rather fun and lively dinner. Everyone seemed to be in a spectacular mood! Of course, for most members, it was all in pretense. If there was one thing however that didn’t go unnoticed by Jimin, it was the constant furtive glances between Jungkook and their uncle Seokjin. If that wasn’t enough, after dinner, the parents and uncles retreated upstairs for a few drinks on the balcony and the boys went to their separate bedrooms. But at some point, Jimin left his bedroom to head to the bathroom to pee when he heard some muffled talking coming from Jungkook’s bedroom. Curious, he slowly walked up to his closed bedroom door and pressed his ear against it to make out what was being said.

‘You don’t get to ask me any fucking favors!’ Jungkook scoffed.

‘Don’t complicate things for your entire family!’ The other voice demanded. It sounded a lot like their uncle Seokjin, but Jimin couldn’t tell for sure.

‘These people are not my family!’ Jungkook shouted.

‘Keep your fucking voice down!’ The other insisted, speaking loud enough for Jimin to realize it was in fact his uncle Seokjin. After that little outburst, there was some inaudible whispering, then what sounded like footsteps approaching the door, so Jimin quickly hurried back to his room. With his eyes widened in disbelief, Jimin peeked out of his bedroom door, watching his uncle Seokjin walk by with the most angered expression on his face. After he went back upstairs, Jimin decided to head over to Jungkook’s room for some answers. That was all very suspicious to say the least.

‘Hey Kook, you’re up late.’ Jimin said with a forced smile as he anxiously stood in his doorway. Jungkook got up from his desk with a loud sigh and turned around to face him with his arms crossed.

‘What do you want?’ Jungkook sighed, clearly upset.

‘Was uncle Jin just in here? I think I saw him walk through the hallway back upstairs.’ Jimin skillfully posed.

‘Jimin, just go back to sleep.’ Jungkook retorted.

‘Is something going on? Hyung, you can just tell me.’ Jimin insisted, closing the door behind him and stepping closer to Jungkook.

‘Hyung? You shouldn’t even have to call me that.’ Jungkook chuckled darkly, causing Jimin to stare at him with a puzzled expression.

‘Why?’ Jimin questioned.

‘We can talk later, for now, just get some sleep. It’s been a long day.’ Jungkook stated firmly.

‘Alright. Goodnight.’ Jimin heeded with a soft smile.

‘Jiminie…’ Jungkook said in a soft tone, waiting for him to turn back around.

‘Yeah?’ Jimin replied, still smiling at him.

‘Do you still love me?’ Jungkook asked in the most intense way, eagerly staring into Jimin’s deep brown eyes. He caught him completely off guard.

‘Always.’ Jimin answered firmly, intently staring back into his eyes. Jungkook scoffed and lowered his gaze, trying to hide the fact that he was blushing. Jimin scoffed at his cute reaction and turned back around to leave. As he stood in the doorway, they shared a brief, yet intense moment of eye-contact. Neither of them knew where it would lead to, but Jungkook in particular felt hopeful. So after Jimin left, Jungkook decided to get some sleep. Jimin on the other hand decided to check out the contents of the memory stick Hoseok handed him before going to sleep.

 

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The Following day…

 

Taehyung was hesitantly crossing the street and heading over to the Jeon’s residence. For some reason Jungkook was sitting outside on the front porch with his uncle Namjoon and having a fun and lively conversation. Taehyung arched his eyebrow as he approached them, wondering since when Jungkook bothered to socialize with anyone in his family.

‘Hey Kook, uh, hi Mr. Kim.’ Taehyung said with a polite smile.

‘Oh hi, Taehyung, isn’t it?’ Namjoon responded with a smile as he stood up to shake his hand.

‘Yes sir.’ Taehyung respectfully answered. Jungkook then stood up with a soft sigh.

‘Why are you here?’ Jungkook asked, curious, but also slightly upset than Taehyung interrupted quality time with his father.

‘I was hoping we could talk.’ Taehyung replied in a soft tone. Jungkook then excused himself and led Taehyung to his room.

 

~~~

 

‘So, since when are you and your uncle so close?’ Taehyung scoffed as Jungkook closed the door behind them.

‘That’s complicated. Anyway, what do you want?’ Jungkook demanded, crossing his arms as he darkly glared at him. In a way he blamed Taehyung for the miserable state Jimin was currently in.

‘I wanna apologize. When you came over yesterday, I was just really wasted.’ Taehyung sighed, lowering his gaze in embarrassment.

‘That’s not why I’m upset. I don’t care if you get drunk, you’re an adult. But why did you break up with Jimin? Is it because you’re back with Yoongi?’ Jungkook probed, softening his expression as he stepped closer to him.

‘No, I’m not back with Yoongi. But lately we’ve been spending a lot of time together, just as friends. Yesterday, we were both really drunk and we kissed a little, but nothing else happened.’ Taehyung answered truthfully.

‘Okay. I believe you. When’s the last time you spent any time with Jimin though? Do you know how miserable he is without you?’ Jungkook continued.

‘That’s not because of me Kook, he’s miserable without you.’ Taehyung gritted, starting to feel a little annoyed by Jungkook’s never-ending interrogation.

‘Trust me, it’s not me he’s pining over right now. To be honest, I wish it was… now that things are different.’ Jungkook countered, mumbling the last part with his head lowered.

‘What’s different now?’ Taehyung curiously posed.

‘It doesn’t matter. The point is, he wants you, and Tae, I know you want him too. Hasn’t whatever happened between us made you realize that?’ Jungkook quickly answered, stepping closer and resting his palms on Taehyung’s shoulders.

‘I don’t know Kook.’ Taehyung sighed.

 

***FLASHBACK***

 

 The second Jimin left, Jungkook slowly stepped closer to Taehyung until their faces were just inches apart. He then wanted to kiss him, but Taehyung turned his face away and it was as if Jungkook could read his mind.

‘I’m not doing this out of guilt or frustration…’Jungkook stated firmly. Taehyung then stared into his eyes and palmed his face. They softly smiled at each other for a few seconds before Jungkook inched closer and kissed Taehyung ever so passionately. Taehyung started moaning softly and it awakened certain inevitable desires within Jungkook.

‘Then why are you doing this? Kook, I need to know…’ Taehyung breathed upon abruptly pulling away from their steamy kiss.

‘I just want you. This feels good, doesn’t it?’ Jungkook answered in all honesty.

‘Yeah it does.’ Taehyung chuckled, causing Jungkook to chuckle as well. Jungkook took his hand and walked with him towards the bed. Before Taehyung could say anything, Jungkook removed his shirt and pulled him closer by his waist.

‘Kook I promised Jimin that I wouldn’t--

‘It’s okay. Nothing has to happen, not today anyways.’ Jungkook grinned, making Taehyung blush with his gaze lowered. Jungkook then took the liberty of taking off Taehyung’s shirt as well.

‘So what are we doing?’ Taehyung inquired in a soft tone, feeling incredibly nervous.

‘I want you to hold me. Is that weird?’ Jungkook scoffed in embarrassment, regretting his choice of words. Taehyung chuckled and took his hand. Then he got into bed and pulled Jungkook on top of him. Jungkook closed his eyes and let out a soft sigh of contentment as he rested his head on Taehyung’s bare chest, both of them enjoying the soothing warmth of the skin-on-skin contact.

‘If this happened before everything with you and Jimin, and me and Yoongi, do you think we’d make a good couple?’ Taehyung asked as he soothingly ran his fingers through Jungkook’s hair. Jungkook smiled as he continued to trail his hand up and down Taehyung’s abdomen.

‘I think we would’ve made a great couple. I also think we could’ve spared ourselves a lot of pain.’ Jungkook sighed, reflecting back on the misery they’ve suffered through over the years.

‘That’s true. But things are just too complicated right now.’ Taehyung admitted, causing Jungkook to pop his head up and stare into his eyes.

‘So are you saying you don’t want this?’ Jungkook questioned, intensely glaring at him. Taehyung took a few moments to gather his thoughts before responding. Maybe his past obsession with Jungkook was simply focused on him wanting what he couldn’t have. It was never about love. If anything, it could’ve been lust, after all, Taehyung is into guys and Jungkook is very attractive, but in that moment, Taehyung felt certain that he wasn’t in love with Jungkook and he perhaps never was.

‘Kook, you’re my best-friend, and I love that we’re this close, but honestly, I don’t think I want any more than this.’ Taehyung confessed, finally being honest with both Jungkook and himself.

‘But that kiss… I could feel how much you want me.’ Jungkook countered, palming his face and inching his face closer.

‘Of course I’d want you, you’re gorgeous and a very good kisser! On top of that, I do have very strong feelings for you, but Jungkook, in the long run, neither of us really wants this.’ Taehyung explained, softly smiling as he caressed Jungkook’s face. Jungkook let out a sigh and nuzzled into the crook of his neck, firmly holding him in his embrace.

‘You’re right. It’s fine. You and Jimin should just get married and I’ll stay out of your way.’ Jungkook retorted sarcastically, making Taehyung chuckle. But his smile instantly faded as he thought about his relationship with Jimin. Were his feelings for Jimin in fact genuine?

 

***_***

 

After Taehyung left Jungkook’s bedroom, he had every intention of leaving altogether. But as he walked past Jimin’s bedroom, he stopped in front of the door and wondered for a moment if he should at least say hi to him. He knew Jimin had been feeling miserable lately, but he really did assume it was because of Jungkook. When Jungkook informed him that it was in fact because of him, Taehyung, he started to feel incredibly guilty. To that effect, he mustered up some courage and knocked on his door.

‘Yes? Come in.’ Jimin answered in a soft tone. Taehyung took a deep breath and opened the door. Jimin jumped out of bed with a soft gasp when Taehyung entered his bedroom with a strained smile.

‘Hey Jimin.’ He said while closing the door behind him.

‘Hi. Are you here to see Jungkook?’ Jimin prompted, arms crossed as he cautiously glared at him.

‘Yeah, I just saw him.’ Taehyung replied, slowly walking up to him.

‘Good for you two.’ Jimin scoffed sarcastically, struggling to fight off tears.

‘It’s really not like that, I promise.’ Taehyung said with a sigh.

‘Oh right, you’re back with Yoongi now. So many of my friends keep telling me that they see you two together all the time.’ Jimin countered, darkly staring into his eyes.

‘Yoongi and I have been hanging out again lately, but just as friends.’ Taehyung assured.

‘Sure. You’re not having sex with Yoongi, and you didn’t have sex with Jungkook at my grandparents’ house. Do you honestly expect me to believe that?’ Jimin sneered, infuriating Taehyung in the process.

‘That’s the truth Jimin! Unlike you, I can spend time with people without it resulting into sex.’ Taehyung scowled, afterwards he turned around and marched towards the door, but Jimin wouldn’t have it. He grabbed his arm and forced him to turn back around.

‘Did you really just call me a slut?!’ Jimin shouted with tears in his eyes, angrily glaring at him. While he was being overly aggressive towards him, Taehyung could tell that his words deeply hurt Jimin, so he decided not to retaliate.

‘I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it.’ He apologized sincerely.

‘Whatever, just leave.’ Jimin replied softly, tears streaming down his face as he let go of Taehyung’s arm.

‘Why are you this hurt? Please tell me it’s not because of me…’ Taehyung implored as he palmed his face and wiped his tears. He honestly couldn’t stand to see Jimin in such pain and he never thought he could ever be the cause of it.

‘Then what do you want me to say?’ Jimin questioned, intently staring up into his eyes. Taehyung let out a soft sigh and inched his face closer. Jimin then wrapped his arms around him and pressed his lips against Taehyung’s. It was probably a mistake, but Taehyung couldn’t resist. In one swift motion he lifted Jimin up and threw him on his bed, afterwards he quickly straddled him and smashed their lips together. Several minutes later, it had gotten to a point where they were wrapped around each other, hot and sweaty, making tender yet passionate love.

‘I’ve missed you so much…’ Jimin whispered as he trailed his hands down Taehyung’s back, slowly grinding up to meet his thrusts.

‘I’ve missed you too, I really have.’ Taehyung replied with a soft smile, fondly staring into his eyes as he picked up the pace a little. Taehyung had such an intense look on his gorgeous face that it made Jimin lower his gaze and bite his bottom lip.

‘No, look at me…’ Taehyung breathed, slowly lifting his chin. Jimin licked his lips and let out a soft moan as he stared back at the intense expression on Taehyung’s face.

‘Tae I’m gonna cum.’ Jimin whimpered. Taehyung inched his face closer and rapidly licked his lips, afterwards he playfully nibbled on his thick bottom lip. Jimin scoffed in excitement and dug his fingernails in Taehyung’s hips as he pulled him closer, wanting to feel him deeper since his orgasm was at the tip of his dick. Taehyung started kissing below his jawline and pressed down on his lower abdomen as he picked up the pace.

‘Cum for me…’ Taehyung whispered, grabbing a fistful of his hair while kissing the side of his face. Jimin grabbed the back of Taehyung’s neck and bit into his shoulder as his orgasm crashed over him as an intoxicating wave of pleasure. The sound of Jimin’s soft whimpers, the feeling of his hot, sweaty body trembling beneath him, it pushed Taehyung over the edge, he buried his face in the crook of Jimin’s neck and moaned softly as he rode out his orgasm. They continued to hold each other close for a couple of minutes in complete silence, both of them simply blissed out on the satisfying sex they just had. But then Taehyung suddenly got out of bed and started getting dressed.

‘Do you have to be somewhere?’ Jimin asked with a soft smile as he sat up straight.

‘Um, yeah, I have some work to do.’ He lied. He simply wanted to leave before Jimin made a big deal out it.

‘Okay. Will you come to my uncles’ anniversary party tomorrow?’ Jimin offered with an eager smile.

‘I’ll think about it. See ya later.’ Taehyung replied with a forced smile. Before Jimin could respond, he hurried to the door and left. Neither of them were sure how things stood between them at that point.

 

***

 

It was late at night, but Jungkook had too much on his mind to simply fall asleep. And he hadn’t seen much of Jimin all day. Although Jimin did seem to be in a much better mood during dinner. Jungkook speculated that Taehyung might have had something to do with that. Nonetheless, he got out of bed and headed straight towards Jimin’s room. Luckily his light was still on, so Jungkook went right inside.

‘Hyung, hey. Still up?’ Jimin asked with a strained smile, sitting up straight and putting his phone away.

‘Yeah. Who were you texting, Tae?’ Jungkook inquired, struggling to mask his jealousy.

‘Uh no, someone else, it’s nothing.’ Jimin scoffed anxiously. He didn’t want to tell Jungkook, or Taehyung for that matter, that he was texting Hoseok. Since Hoseok didn’t exactly threaten to do anything with that video, Jimin figured he should talk to him first before getting anyone else needlessly involved.

‘Okay. But I guess things are okay between you and Tae again?’ Jungkook pressed. He needed to know for a fact if they were getting back together.

‘Um, I don’t know. But why do you keep asking about Tae?’ Jimin scoffed anxiously yet again.

‘Well, when I left to go out with uncle Joon this evening… I walked past your room… thought I heard… something…’ Jungkook muttered, struggling to drown out images of them having sex. Jimin lowered his gaze and fiddled with his thumbs, he felt instantly flustered.

‘That was… hyung I honestly don’t know what that was.’ Jimin sighed.

‘It’s okay, I’m not asking you to explain it. Sleep tight.’ Jungkook said with a fond smile. All that mattered to him was Jimin’s happiness, so if Jimin wanted to be with Taehyung, Jungkook wouldn’t get in the way of it.

‘You too. Wait, Kook, why are you and uncle Joon suddenly so close?’ Jimin chuckled, curiously staring at him. It came as a surprise to everyone that Jungkook suddenly wanted to spend so much time with him.

‘I’ll explain that some other day.’ Jungkook replied with a soft smile. After Jimin nodded with a smile, Jungkook went back to his own bedroom. When he got there however, his uncle Seokjin was sitting on his bed with a dissatisfied expression on his face.

‘I’m not in the mood for therapy uncle Jin.’ Jungkook chuckled jokingly.

‘What happened today when you two went out?’ Seokjin demanded, crossing his arms as he blankly stared at him.

‘Nothing. Why?’ Jungkook scoffed, carefully taking a seat next to him on his bed.

‘Because he suddenly feels like you two are connecting, which is great for both of you, but Kook, he asked me if he should tell you the truth…’ Seokjin answered with a rather worried expression on his face.

‘That would be great! Why do you look so concerned?’ Jungkook posed curiously.

‘Do you have any idea what the truth would do to your family, and Jimin in particular?’ Seokjin pointed out. Jungkook then took a moment to gather his thoughts. It could go either way, Jimin could feel happy and relieved, or just completely shattered.

‘I see your point.’ Jungkook admitted with his gaze lowered. Seokjin then moved closer and threw an arm around his shoulder. Jungkook moved a bit closer as well and looked up at him with a soft smile.

‘You really did get all of your father’s good looks.’ Seokjin said in a soft tone as he stared a bit too intently at Jungkook’s flawless face.

‘Is that why you kissed me?’ Jungkook asked, the anxiety being clear in his tone of voice.

‘I thought we agreed never to talk about that, it was a reckless mistake.’ Seokjin countered, struggling to hide how flustered he truly felt.

‘That seems to be going around today.’ Jungkook scoffed.

‘You mean Jimin and your friend? Are they back together?’ Seokjin inquired, his arm still firmly rested around Jungkook’s shoulder.

‘I’m not sure.’

‘Do you want them to be?’

‘Uncle Jin, I’ve seriously had enough therapy already.’ Jungkook chuckled darkly, lowering his head as he struggled to dismiss painful memories from his past.

‘Alright. Get some sleep.’ Seokjin sighed as he stood up to leave. Jungkook stood up as well and they shared a rather intense moment of eye-contact.

‘Goodnight.’ Jungkook said in a deep voice that Seokjin had never heard before.

‘Goodnight.’ Seokjin said with a forced smile, struggling to stay composed. As he got back in bed with Namjoon who was peacefully asleep, he wondered for a moment how things got so out of hand. Perhaps it was karma, perhaps it was time for him to struggle for once and pay for all the mistakes he had made in the past.

 

To be continued...

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***FLASHBACK***

 

2 Weeks earlier…

 

Jungkook was alone in his apartment in Seoul. Since starting college, he lived alone, something he really enjoyed. Given that he was mostly ignored by his family growing up, he couldn’t help but enjoy solitude. A new semester had just started and Jungkook was up to his elbows in paperwork. He had so much reading, studying and preparation for his sports team to take care of. If that wasn’t overwhelming enough, Jungkook had the most unbelievable conversation with his uncle Seokjin a few days ago. He wasn’t even sure how to make sense of the fact that he was adopted, his uncle Namjoon was his biological father, and that he and Jimin were basically not even related since their fathers were 2nd cousins. Understandably, Jungkook was having a difficult time processing all of that new and profound information. Fortunately, his uncle Seokjin agreed to meet with him for a third and final time before leaving the capital. When Jungkook heard a knock on his front door, he instantly jumped up from his desk to answer it, given that he knew it was his uncle.

‘Alright Jungkook, let’s make this quick, I’m exhausted.’ Seokjin sighed as he walked inside of Jungkook’s apartment. He was tired from the psychology convention he had been attending all week.

‘Can I get you anything?’ Jungkook offered, anxiously smiling at him as he took a seat on his sofa.

‘No. You said you had some questions?’ Seokjin asked, motioning for him to sit down next to him. Jungkook sighed and took a seat.

‘I don’t even know where to start…’ Jungkook started to say but stopped when he noticed his uncle intently staring at him.

‘I’m guessing you want to know why he gave you up?’ Seokjin posed, quickly looking away.

‘Well, that part I kinda have figured out. I mean, he was really young when I was born, I guess he couldn’t take care of me?’ Jungkook assumed, staring into Seokjin’s eyes, waiting for a confirmation or explanation of sorts.

‘I suppose you could say that.’ Seokjin answered, blankly staring out in front of him. He felt unsettled to be having that conversation with Jungkook, and for numerous reasons, he also felt guilty.

‘Jimin is not my brother.’ Jungkook stated firmly, clenching his fists to remain calm. The frustrations started pouring in. Seokjin scoffed as he finally looked at him again.

‘Of course he’s your brother, you were raised together.’ Seokjin chuckled darkly.

‘You know that’s not what I meant.’ Jungkook gritted. A part of him wanted to strangle his uncle Seokjin to death for putting him through all that torture for no reason.

‘You think I was wrong in everything I put you through.’ Seokjin stated, once again intently staring at him.

‘Of course you were wrong! You made me suffer through therapy! You made me feel like I was a sick, perverted piece of shit!’ Jungkook snapped, rising to his feet and fidgeting as he suppressed the urge to cry.

‘You did all of that to yourself. The fact that you believed Jimin to be your brother and still craved sexual intimacy with him, indicates the underlying problem.’ Seokjin explained, standing up as well to face him.

‘No. You did this to me. You made me suffer through all that shit because you hate me. I’m your husband’s illegitimate son, it makes sense that you resent me.’ Jungkook sneered, darkly glaring at him. Seokjin sighed and pulled him close by his shoulders.

‘Jungkookie, I don’t hate you, I never did. I’m sorry that you blame me, I truly am, but I really did act in your best interest.’ Seokjin added in a soft tone. Jungkook lowered his head in an attempt to hide his tears.

‘Was anyone ever going to tell me?’ Jungkook suddenly asked, slowly looking up at the intense expression on his uncle’s face. Seokjin swallowed hard as Jungkook’s pleading, teary eyes stared into his soul. He trailed his hands down Jungkook’s muscular arms and felt a strange rush of excitement. Why did he suddenly feel so flustered?

‘I’m not sure Kook.’ He honestly answered as he let him go and took a few steps back. But the moment he stepped back, Jungkook stepped forward, so once again they were simply inches apart.

‘I need him to talk to me.’ Jungkook insisted softly as he tugged down on Seokjin’s vest.

‘I really don’t think that’s a good idea.’ Seokjin scoffed, taking Jungkook’s hands in his and batting them away. As a medical professional, Seokjin knew for a fact that his sudden flustered state indicated sexual arousal, but as someone currently speaking with his spouse’s child, he couldn’t  admit that to himself.

‘Why not? I’ll keep it a secret from everyone else, I just need him to know.’ Jungkook pleaded, grabbing at Seokjin’s collar, getting him more anxious in doing so. Jungkook then moved into his arms and cried as he held him tight, seeking comfort in his embrace. Seokjin hesitantly wrapped his arms around him.

‘Okay. Just give me some time to think about it.’ Seokjin advised. Jungkook pulled away from the embrace and eagerly smiled at him. He instantly felt much better.

‘Of course. Thank you.’ Jungkook replied in a soft tone, fondly smiling at him. Seokjin felt mesmerized by the genuine smile on his face. He reached out his hand and caressed his cheek, making him scoff. What happened next, happened so fast that neither of them had enough time to process it. Seokjin leaped forward and smashed their lips together so aggressively that Jungkook stumbled back and fell on the couch. He didn’t understand what was happening. His uncle, well, his stepfather, was sitting in his lap and softly whimpering as he swirled his tongue around in his mouth. Jungkook’s mind went completely blank, he gripped Seokjin’s hips purely out of instinct.

‘Fuck! Shit! Jungkookie, I am so sorry! I have no idea what came over me.’ Seokjin gasped as he jumped to his feet, anxiously pacing around the living room, too ashamed to look at Jungkook again.

‘It’s okay…’ Jungkook scoffed anxiously, still struggling to process what had just happened.

‘No it’s not, it’s really not.’ Seokjin countered, finally looking back at him as he anxiously stood before him. Jungkook was still sitting on the sofa, intently staring up at his uncle.

‘At least we’re not related.’ Jungkook chuckled, causing Seokjin to chuckle as well at his twisted sense of humor. As Jungkook laughed and hunched forward, slowly stroking the back of his neck, Seokjin couldn’t  help but stare at his strong, muscular built. Jungkook was certainly a man now, but he was still off limits, and that only added to Seokjin’s many frustrations. The best thing to do, would be to ignore it all together and move on.

 

***_***

 

 

Presently, Taehyung was getting ready to leave for the Kim’s anniversary party. He really wasn’t planning on going, but Jimin texted him earlier that day and insisted that he attend. Taehyung didn’t want to refuse him since he figured it might be misread as him trying to avoid Jimin. And since they had sex the previous day, it would’ve been a real jerk move for Taehyung to start keeping his distance once again.

‘Well you look nice.’ Yoongi said with a smirk, intently staring at Taehyung as he stood in his doorway.

‘Yoongi, what are you doing here?’ Taehyung gasped, caught off guard by his presence.

‘I just thought we could hang out, like we have been lately.’ Yoongi grinned, slowly walking up to him.

‘Oh um, you should’ve called or texted, I’m heading out right now.’ Taehyung replied with a strained smile.

‘I’ve noticed. Where to?’ Yoongi inquired, softly smiling at him.

‘Uh, Kook’s uncles are having an anniversary party.’ Taehyung answered with his gaze slightly lowered.

‘I see. Right, I keep forgetting I’m not the only guy in your life. There’s also Kook, oh and Jimin of course.’ Yoongi chuckled darkly, clearly being sarcastic.

‘You know they’re my best friends.’ Taehyung stated firmly, a little annoyed by his snide remark.

‘Really? You’ve been ignoring Jimin since you broke up with him, and Jungkook wasn’t even talking to you before he suddenly came back home.’ Yoongi pointed out, crossing his arms as he scowled at him.

‘None of that means we’re no longer friends. We’ve all been dealing with stuff, but Jungkook and Jimin will always be my best friends.’ Taehyung countered.

‘And which one of your best friends gave you that bite-mark?’ Yoongi gritted, struggling to suppress the boiling rage he felt. Taehyung instinctively fixed his collar to hide the mark on his shoulder.

‘It was Jimin. Look Yoongi, I get that you’re upset, but I don’t owe you any explanation.’ Taehyung blurted out as he glanced at his watch for the time.

‘Upset? Well that’s an understatement. But you’re right, you don’t have to explain yourself to me. Go to the party, have some more sex with Jimin, do whatever you want.’ Yoongi responded, his voice breaking as he said the last part. Taehyung then noticed that he was on the verge of tears and he started to feel guilty. Why was he suddenly the cause of everyone’s pain? He couldn’t make either Jimin nor Yoongi happy, not at the expense of the other.

‘I’m sorry. Yoongi, I don’t want you to be hurt because of me.’ Taehyung said softly as he pulled Yoongi’s small frame into his arms.

‘It’s not your fault, it’s my fault. I just can’t seem to let you go.’ Yoongi whispered as Taehyung held him in his big arms. After that rather intense hug, Yoongi left abruptly, denying Taehyung the chance to say anything to him.

 

 

***

 

Jungkook and Jimin were in Jungkook’s bedroom struggling to fix each other’s bow-tie. They had been struggling to do so for over 5 minutes, so it then came to a point where they were simply giggling like two retards as they pulled on the other’s collar.

‘The boys are having fun already.’ Namjoon scoffed as he walked into Jungkook’s room to see what all the fuss was about.

‘Really boys, you can’t fix a bow-tie?’ Seokjin reserved, crossing his arms and arching an eyebrow at them with a smirk. Jungkook and Jimin both turned around to face them with a pout, it was adorable.

‘Baby why don’t we give them a hand.’ Namjoon chuckled as he walked up to Jungkook. Seokjin threw Jungkook a cautious glance and went over to help Jimin.

‘Thanks for helping me.’ Jungkook said as he fondly stared at his father fixing his tie.

‘Sure. Your Dad never thought you?’ Namjoon asked, struggling to mask his sadness.

‘No, not until recently.’ Jungkook boldly mentioned. Namjoon then looked up into his eyes and the sweet smile on his face. All he wanted to do was hold him in his arms.

‘Alright Jiminie, you’re all set.’ Seokjin said a little too loudly, successfully  interrupting the intense father-son moment.

‘Thanks uncle Jin.’ Jimin chuckled, hurrying over to the mirror to check himself out.

‘Do I look good?’ Jungkook scoffed as Namjoon fondly stared at him.

‘You look very handsome.’ He replied with a smile. Jungkook then glanced at his uncle Seokjin who immediately lowered his gaze.

‘We should help set the table for the buffet.’ Seokjin said to his husband. Namjoon nodded with a smile, then the pair of them left.

‘Kook, are you gonna tell me what’s up?’ Jimin asked rather suspiciously. Everyone seemed to be acting really strange lately.

‘No, now’s not the right time. But, you look really good.’ Jungkook smirked, stepping closer to him and caressing his cheek. Jimin instantly melted under his touch. Jungkook would never stop having such an intense effect on him.

‘Thanks, you too.’ Jimin mumbled with his gaze lowered. Before Jungkook could say anything else, Jimin reached in his pocket for his cellphone. He had just received a text from Taehyung saying that he just got there. Jimin’s eyes instantly lit up with excitement. He rushed out of the room with a bright smile to go meet Taehyung, and Jungkook wouldn’t even dream of messing with his happiness.

 

~~~

 

The second Taehyung walked through the front door, Jimin rushed towards him and leaped into his arms. Taehyung chuckled as he held him close and enjoyed his warmth.

‘Waw, you look amazing!’ Taehyung scoffed as Jimin pulled away.

‘You too! With the dress-shirt and the vest… fuck Tae, you look so sexy!’ Jimin giggled, lowering his gaze as he licked his lips. Taehyung gripped his waist and pulled him closer.

‘Glad you think so…’ Taehyung whispered, brushing his lips against Jimin’s ear, sending shivers down his spine.

‘I know that there’s probably a lot that we need to talk about.’ Jimin said abruptly, killing the sexy mood.

‘I suppose there is, but not tonight. It’s a party, let’s just have fun.’ Taehyung suggested with an eager smile. Jimin chuckled and palmed his face, then he softly kissed his forehead.

‘Sounds great. I miss just having fun with you. So where do we start?’ Jimin posed eagerly.

‘Well, it’s still early, no guests yet, your whole family is wrapping up the preparations, why don’t we give them a hand?’ Taehyung insisted, fondly smiling at him. Jimin stared into his beautiful eyes with the softest smile, in that moment, he just wanted Taehyung to make him his. But agreed to help out his family with everything before the guests started arriving.

 

 

***

 

 

The party was in full swing. Everyone had already eaten, everyone was drinking, they were talking, laughing, dancing, all in all, having a great time. But Jungkook was not aware of any of this. After finishing his meal, Jungkook went upstairs where their parents had a nice and secluded balcony. He simply sat there by himself, the silence and the dimmed lights providing him the right setting to organize his thoughts.

‘There you are.’ Seokjin chuckled upon walking in and interrupting his thoughts.

‘Here I am.’ Jungkook sighed as he stood up and turned around to face him. He then crossed his arms and leaned against the railing in a much too dominant, almost seductive manner.

‘Your father’s looking for you.’ Seokjin informed, trying his best to stay composed.

‘I see. Which one?’ Jungkook questioned sarcastically.

‘Both of them.’ Seokjin retorted.

‘I can’t do this anymore uncle Jin. I can’t just go on pretending.’ Jungkook stated firmly.

‘Why is this so important to you?’ Seokjin inquired, stepping a bit closer to him.

‘He’s my father, today is his wedding anniversary and I can’t even properly celebrate it with him. I have so many questions only he can answer.’ Jungkook explained, struggling to remain calm.

‘Questions like what?’ Seokjin pressed, getting a little annoyed by Jungkook’s persistence.

‘Like… my mother.’ Jungkook answered in a soft tone, staring at Seokjin with tears in his eyes.

‘Jungkookie--

‘You don’t get it. My whole life, I though I at least knew where I came from, but right now, it’s like I don’t even know who I am. It was all just lies.’ Jungkook gasped as he choked down a sob. Seokjin felt his pain and pulled him into his arms, once again feeling a certain rush of excitement that he wished he could just get over already. Jungkook nuzzled into the crook of his neck and breathed deeply as he struggled to calm down, but his lips and hot breath on Seokjin’s neck was simply driving him crazy. To that effect he abruptly pulled away from the hug.

‘Um, I’ll try and talk to him, and-uh… you just um, sit tight.’ Seokjin muttered with a nod. He then turned around to walk away, but Jungkook grabbed his arm and pulled him close to his body.

‘What are you doing?’ Seokjin gasped with his hands rested firmly on Jungkook’s muscular chest, their faces just inches apart.

‘Kiss me.’ Jungkook said in that low, seductive voice Seokjin was only hearing for the second time ever. He couldn’t resist, he moved closer and softly pressed his lips against Jungkook’s. When Jungkook let out a soft moan and parted his lips, Seokjin lost all sense of control. He palmed Jungkook’s face and kissed him aggressively, drowning in the sweet pleasure of forbidden fruit. Jungkook trailed his hands down Seokjin’s body until he reached his soft mounds and roughly squeezed them, making Seokjin moan ever so sinfully. A few seconds of passionate  kissing later, Jungkook felt Seokjin’s erection on his thigh and scoffed into the kiss, utterly amused by it.

‘Stop! We seriously can’t do this! Do you get how fucked up it is!’ Seokjin scolded once he managed to pull away from Jungkook’s seductive charms. But Jungkook continued to lustfully stare at him with a slight smirk.

‘If you say so Step-Daddy.’ Jungkook grinned, afterwards licking his lips as he glanced down at Seokjin’s obvious erection.

‘Kook, it’s not funny. This ends now. I also ask that you don’t mention this to anyone, promise me.’ Seokjin pleaded.

‘Of course I won’t say anything.’ Jungkook said in all seriousness.

‘I’m going back downstairs, you should too.’ Seokjin said as he fixed himself up. Jungkook nodded with a sigh, then Seokjin left.

 

The moment Seokjin was out of sight, Jungkook started smiling to himself. He knew he was already getting to him. After all, Seokjin had to pay in some way or the other for all the hell he put Jungkook through.

 

To be continued...

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The following day…

 

It was around 10 AM, but Seokjin was still fast asleep. He would normally wake up around 7 AM everyday, but since he had a lot to drink the previous night as a way of channeling his frustrations, he simply passed out at some point, denying his husband sex on the night of their big anniversary. Namjoon was disappointed to say the least. But he was in a much better mood after joining Jungkook for a morning jog, thus continuing to bond him, something he had wanted all of Jungkook’s life but simply didn’t know how to achieve. As he stood in the shower, he reflected on the events surrounding Jungkook’s birth. After his cousin offered to adopt Jungkook and raise him as his own, Namjoon told himself that it would be in Jungkook’s best interest if he never knew the truth, but lately Namjoon couldn’t help but feel as if he owed Jungkook the truth. When he found out about Jungkook and Jimin’s inappropriate relationship, he only blamed himself. If it weren’t for his choices, Jungkook would’ve never had to suffer through any of the horrible things he did. Did he ruin Jungkook’s life by giving him up? His thoughts were instantly interrupted when he felt a pair of arms around his waist.

‘Morning…’ Namjoon scoffed as he slowly turned around to face his wet, naked husband.

‘Did you go somewhere?’ Seokjin posed as he trailed his fingers through Namjoon’s wet hair.

‘I went for a run with Kook.’ He answered with a hint of sadness in his smile. Seokjin felt unsettled by the mere mention of his name. To that effect he decided to redirect the conversation. He smiled and arched his eyebrow as he held up a bottle of lube. Namjoon chuckled and pulled him closer by his waist, then he moved around to press Seokjin against the wall, but Seokjin scoffed and maneuvered out of his grip.

‘Wait…’ Seokjin interjected, lowering his gaze as Namjoon stared at him with a puzzled expression.

‘What is it?’ Namjoon pressed. Seokjin scoffed and licked his lips before looking back up at him. Then without saying anything, he took Namjoon’s hand, kissed it, then gripped his waist to turn him around. As Namjoon faced the wall, he turned his head around to say something, but was cut off when Seokjin smashed their lips together. Seokjin moved closer, pressing him against the wall and slowly grinding his erection against Namjoon’s ass. It made him a little uncomfortable, so he abruptly pulled away from the kiss and tried to turn around, but Seokjin’s strong hands held him in place.

‘Can I? Please?’ Seokjin pleaded, lustfully staring into his eyes. Namjoon lowered his gaze as he took a few seconds to process his request. He knew Seokjin was a switch, he always had been, but Namjoon was strictly a top, and he always had been. In all of their years together, there had been a couple of times, that’s right, 2 times, that Namjoon let Seokjin top. On both occasions, Namjoon only did so as an attempt to gain Seokjin’s forgiveness for something that nearly ended their relationship.

‘Why? I mean, why now, after all these years? It’s not something we just do.’ Namjoon countered, slowly turning around to face him.

‘I know, but I just feel like it.’ Seokjin blurted out, lying to himself that it had absolutely nothing to do with Jungkook. Namjoon scoffed and lowered his gaze, trying to think of a different way to turn him down. But Seokjin got the message loud and clear.

‘It’s fine, I’m sorry.’ He retorted, then turned around to step out of the shower.

‘Jin wait…’ Namjoon quickly said, grabbing his arm to stop him. Seokjin turned back around and stared into his eyes, waiting for him to continue. Namjoon closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He felt really unsure about the whole thing, but if there was one thing he did know for sure, it was that he wanted to have sex with his husband.

‘Okay fine, you can top. But babe, you have to be really fucking gentle. I honestly can’t even remember the last time I--.’ Namjoon was then cut off by Seokjin eagerly kissing him as he pressed him against the wall and grinded their erections against each other.

‘I’ll be really gentle… I promise.’ Seokjin breathed as he palmed Namjoon’s face and pressed their foreheads together. Namjoon licked his lips and nodded with his eyes closed. Then he slowly turned around to face the wall, anxiously resting his palms against it. Seokjin eagerly squirted some of the lube on his fingers as he lustfully stared down at Namjoon’s round ass. When Namjoon felt his husband’s wet fingers rub against his hole, he pressed his lips into a thin line in an effort to stifle his moans. As he felt Seokjin pushing a finger inside, he leaned his forehead against the wall and squeezed his eyes shut. Seokjin had turned the shower off before starting the prep, so there was nothing to cool Namjoon off from all the discomfort and anxiety that was making him sweat like crazy.

‘Just fuck me.’ Namjoon whimpered after a few minutes of prep. He honestly wasn’t sure if he was ready to take Seokjin’s dick up his ass after almost 20 years of no activity, but he desperately needed all of it to be over as soon as possible.

‘Are you sure?’ Seokjin asked, pulling his fingers out and lubing up his member regardless.

‘Yeah, do it.’ Namjoon answered, arching his back a little, seductively inviting. Seokjin licked his lips and moved closer, gripping Namjoon’s hip with one hand, and using the other to guide his throbbing dick towards his nervous, trembling, covered in sweat husband’s prepped entrance. Seokjin had only pushed his tip inside and Namjoon already felt like he couldn’t handle it. He lowered his head and gasped, the stretch being too much for him. Once again he squeezed his eyes shut and pressed his lips into a thin line as he felt more and more of his husband’s thick length sliding inside of him.

‘Does it feel okay? Am I hurting you?’ Seokjin breathed against his ear, holding completely still once he was all the way in, giving him time to adjust to the stretch. It took all the self-control he had. Seokjin could just cum from the mere tightness of his hole.

‘It’s fine…’ Namjoon whispered with his head still lowered and his eyes closed. Seokjin then started kissing the back of his neck, down to his shoulder blades as he began thrusting at a very slow and steady pace. The uncomfortable, intrusive feeling started to change into a rather pleasurable sensation, but Namjoon still just wanted all of it to be over soon. The whole thing made him feel less masculine, while he understood that it made no sense whatsoever, it was just one of his issues. So even though his husband was making sweet love to him, his thick member continuously pressing against a spot that made Namjoon see stars, he still kept his eyes closed and his lips pressed tightly to stifle his moans. He refused to be a panting, moaning mess when he had a man’s penis up his ass. Again, Namjoon clearly understood and agreed that one’s sexual orientation does not define one’s masculinity, it was just one of those inner struggles he couldn’t overcome.

‘Ah fuck… fuck! Joonie… it feels so good, feels so fucking good inside of you.’ Seokjin moaned, wrapping his arms around him as he picked up the pace.

‘Hmm…’ Namjoon softly whimpered. He couldn’t help but let a moan slip after Seokjin started thrusting a little harder. But he quickly covered his mouth with his hand, almost as a reflex. Seokjin scoffed and pulled his hand away, taking it in his own and entwining their fingers.

‘It’s okay baby, let me hear you. Sing for me…’ Seokjin grinned as he lustfully started into his husband’s glistening eyes.

‘Jin… I--.’ Namjoon started to say but stopped when Seokjin abruptly pulled out and turned him around so they were facing each other. Without saying anything, he moved closer, gripped Namjoon’s thighs and pulled him up into his arms. After Namjoon instinctively wrapped his arms and legs around him, Seokjin smirked and turned the shower back on, letting the warm water pour over them as he swiftly pushed his member back in. With the position that they were in, Namjoon felt every inch of his husband’s thick length shoved into him all at once and it made his eyes roll back into his skull.

‘Fuck!’ Namjoon whined, making Seokjin chuckle. Even when he would top, Namjoon didn’t like to be vocal during sex.

‘You can be as loud as you want now. With the water on, nobody will hear you.’ Seokjin whispered as he inched his face closer. Namjoon inched closer as well and started sucking on his upper lip as he softly moaned. The sound of his moans were driving Seokjin crazy with desire. He deepened the kiss as he picked up the pace, causing Namjoon to moan louder, which in turn caused Seokjin to thrust even harder. All in all, it suddenly changed into the best sex they had ever had.

 

***

 

Jimin and Taehyung were in one of Jimin’s favorite restaurants for lunch. Since they both slept right through breakfast, they were basically starving. Taehyung spent the night with Jimin, and it was one of the best nights they had ever had. After the party, since Taehyung had a little too much to drink, Jimin as well for that matter, Taehyung decided to stay for the night. They didn’t have sex though. They simply spent the entire night in each other’s arms, talking and laughing like they used to. It felt so great to be that close again.

‘What do you feel like ordering?’ Taehyung asked, looking up from his menu to find Jimin blankly staring out in front of him. Taehyung then turned around to discover Yoongi and Hoseok sitting at a table across the room. It almost seemed like they were on a date.

‘Since when are those two so close?’ Jimin asked out of nowhere, shifting his gaze to Taehyung.

‘I have no idea.’ Taehyung gritted, struggling to mask the jealousy he felt for some reason.

‘I need to have a quick word with Hoseok. I’ll be right back, okay.’ Jimin then replied with a strained smile. Taehyung could tell something was up.

‘If they wanna spend time together Jimin, it’s fine. I mean, it’s not like we have any right to get mad at them.’ Taehyung scoffed, wondering for a moment if he was reasoning with himself, not with Jimin.

‘It’s not about that.’ Jimin sighed as he stood up, afterwards walking away, denying Taehyung the chance to respond. Hoseok couldn’t help but smile to himself when he noticed Jimin approaching their table.

‘Hi guys.’ Jimin said after clearing his throat, announcing his presence.

‘What the fuck do you want?’ Yoongi demanded, glancing up from his menu to see the very cause of his misery. Then he stared out further in front of him and saw Taehyung sitting at a table. It felt like taking a bullet.

‘There used to be a time when you were a lot nicer to me Yoongi.’ Jimin replied with a sarcastic smile. Yoongi rolled his eyes in annoyance and stood up.

‘That was before you ruined my life.’ Yoongi retorted as he darkly glared at him. Before anyone could say anything else, Yoongi walked away and towards the bathroom.

‘So, should I ask how you even have that video?’ Jimin carefully said as he sat down in Yoongi’s chair across of Hoseok. Jimin had every intention of meeting up with Hoseok at some point so they could talk about it, so since they were both there at that time, why put it off any longer.

‘That’s a long story.’ Hoseok sighed, struggling to stay composed.

‘Does anyone else know about it?’ Jimin inquired softly.

‘No Jimin, I wouldn’t do that to you.’ Hoseok replied with a soft smile, all in pretense of course.

‘Thanks. Look, this is really not the right place to talk.’ Jimin pointed out, anxiously gazing around.

‘I agree. We can meet up later and talk about it, if you want.’ Hoseok suggested. Jimin agreed. Shortly afterwards, Yoongi returned from the bathroom, so Jimin went back to his table with Taehyung.

‘What the hell did he want?’ Yoongi asked as he quickly glanced at the pair of them being all cute together, with Jimin blushing as Taehyung leaned forward and kissed his cheek.

‘So are those two back together?’ Hoseok posed, completely ignoring Yoongi’s question.

‘Sure looks like it. I do know they had sex recently.’ Yoongi replied with his gaze lowered, struggling to mask his pain. Hoseok scoffed and glanced towards them. Jimin was running his fingers through Taehyung’s hair as he fondly stared at him. It made Hoseok furious to his very core. He didn’t care that they were having sex, what bothered him was that Jimin actually had such strong feelings for Taehyung. And that’s when he had an idea.

‘Ever thought of giving him a taste of his own medicine?’ Hoseok prompted, eagerly grinning at Yoongi.

‘What do you mean?’ Yoongi asked, puzzled.

‘Taehyung. I feel like he takes you for granted. Maybe if he felt a little of the pain and jealousy you’ve been suffering with, he might come around.’ Hoseok explained.

‘So what, I should start seeing someone else?’ Yoongi added, curiously glaring at him.

‘Not just anyone else, someone he doesn’t like… me.’ Hoseok answered with utmost conviction.

‘Are you fucking serious?’ Yoongi scoffed, anxiously chuckling as he picked the menu off the table.

‘It wouldn’t be a real relationship, it would just have to seem real, real enough to hurt him.’ Hoseok continued to explain.

‘So… we should have sex?’ Yoongi carefully posed, feeling anxious again, but for different reasons entirely.

‘Yes. At the very least I can promise you… you’ll enjoy the sex.’ Hoseok smirked as he leaned closer.

‘Wait, what are you--

‘They’re watching, kiss me.’ Hoseok whispered with their faces just inches apart. Yoongi quickly glanced over at their table and noticed Taehyung trying not to stare too obviously at them. It was right then and there that he felt sure of Hoseok’s plan. So he leaned closer and kissed him. Both Taehyung and Jimin saw it, to that effect, the kiss was rather enjoyable for far more than the mere physical sensation of it.

 

***

 

It was late at night, but Jungkook was upstairs on the balcony with his biological father Namjoon. They basically spent the entire day together and it was the best day for both of them. Currently they were sitting next to each other on a sofa and drinking tea.

‘Can I ask you a personal question?’ Jungkook posed, making Namjoon anxious in the process.

‘Of course.’ Namjoon replied as he fondly smiled and threw an arm around his shoulder.

‘How did you know uncle Jin was the one for you?’ Jungkook asked with a curious smile. Namjoon scoffed and lowered his head, for a few moments reflecting back on the amazing sex they had in the shower that morning.

‘When it’s right, you just know it, you simply feel it when you’re with that person.’ Namjoon answered as sincerely as he could.

‘Funny, that’s how I feel about Jimin.’ Jungkook sighed, lowering his gaze to hide the sadness in his eyes.

‘Still? You still feel this way for him?’ Namjoon carefully inquired.

‘Yes.’ Jungkook whispered on the verge of tears.

‘It’s not wrong Kook. If you feel this way for him and he returns your feelings, it’s not wrong.’ Namjoon said out of nowhere, causing Jungkook to pop up his head and curiously stare into his eyes.

‘But Jimin is--

‘Jimin is not your brother.’ Namjoon stated firmly, afterwards rising to his feet and anxiously pacing back and forth. He knew had had said far too much.

‘Dad…’ Jungkook said in a soft tone as he stared up at him in pure affection. Namjoon stood frozen in his place as he stared down into his son’s eyes with tears streaming down his face. For the first time in all of his life, his son called him “Dad”. Namjoon fell to his knees before him and started sobbing uncontrollably as he buried his face in the palm of his hands. Jungkook got on his knees in front of him and pulled him into his arms, then started crying into the crook of his neck.

‘How do you know?’ Namjoon asked softly as he slowly pulled away from the embrace and palmed Jungkook’s face. Right when Jungkook was about to reply, Seokjin walked in and witnessed the inevitable.

‘Jungkookie, I think you should go to your room and get some sleep.’ Seokjin stated firmly.

‘Jin, we’re in the middle of something here.’ Namjoon said sternly as he took Jungkook’s hand and rose to his feet with him.

‘Yes I see that, but now is not the right time for this. Emotions are running high, why don’t you both go out tomorrow and talk things through in a more private setting?’ Seokjin suggested. Namjoon let out a deep sigh and agreed. He then hugged Jungkook once again, rather intensely and said goodnight, after which Jungkook retreated to his bedroom downstairs, but not before throwing Seokjin a quick seductive glance as he walked passed him.

‘I can’t believe he just called me Dad.’ Namjoon chuckled with tears of joy in his eyes.

‘That’s really great. Why don’t you head out to the bedroom, I’ll be there shortly.’ Seokjin insisted, lightly kissing him on the cheek as he walked past him and towards the bedroom.

 

~~~

 

Jungkook was lying in bed and staring up at the ceiling with the sincerest smile on his face. All that changed when his bedroom door quickly opened and closed and his uncle Seokjin marched towards his bed in murderous rage.

‘You just couldn’t wait, could you?!’ Seokjin snapped as he grabbed Jungkook’s collar to drag him out of his bed.

‘Let go of me!’ Jungkook shrugged as he moved out of his grip.

‘Why did you tell him?’ Seokjin gritted, darkly staring into his soul.

‘I didn’t! He told me!’ Jungkook countered, crossing his arms as he scowled at him. Seokjin then took a step back and softened his expression.

‘I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have snapped at you. I’ll talk to him, and you two can talk tomorrow.’ Seokjin sighed, struggling to hold on to the mess otherwise known as his life.

‘Okay.’ Jungkook heeded with a nod.

‘Jungkook, why did you kiss me last night?’ Seokjin suddenly asked, completely redirecting that entire conversation.

‘Because I felt like it.’ Jungkook replied in that unfamiliar deep tone of voice.

‘Why do you only seek out things that can’t work?’ Seokjin pressed as he stepped closer to him.

‘You tell me. After all, you’re the therapist here, you know me better than I know myself.’ Jungkook chuckled darkly, unknowingly revealing a side to him that Seokjin was previously unaware of.

‘I’m gonna go now, goodnight.’ Seokjin said in a soft tone, desperate to get away from him.

‘I don’t get a goodnight kiss?’ Jungkook asked with a seductive smirk as he stepped closer to him, making Seokjin more nervous than he could handle.

‘That’s not a good idea.’ He whispered with his gaze lowered as Jungkook stood barely a few inches apart.

‘The best things never are.’ Jungkook scoffed. Despite everything, Seokjin couldn’t deny the strong sexual attraction he felt for Jungkook. While he understood how wrong it was, it kept getting harder to resist. So when Jungkook gripped his waist and pulled him closer, he let him. And when Jungkook started kissing below his jawline down to his neck, he let him. And when Jungkook got on his knees before him, lowered his pants and boxers, thus setting his erection free… did he let him?

 

To be continued…

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Seokjin was breathing heavily as he anxiously stared down at Jungkook sitting on his knees before him and lustfully staring up into his eyes as he softly stroked his erection.

‘Want me to suck it?’ Jungkook grinned. Seokjin gasped softly as the mere image of putting his dick in Jungkook’s mouth was far too stimulating. But he still took a step back, quickly pulled up his pants and boxers, all the while choking down sobs.

‘I’m gonna go before this gets even more out of hand.’ He muttered nervously, afterwards turning around to leave. However, Jungkook rushed towards him and grabbed him from behind, using one hand to lightly choke him as he slid his other hand down Seokjin’s boxers, once again touching his hardened length.

‘I know you want this.’ Jungkook whispered in his ear, softly nibbling on his earlobe. Seokjin couldn’t handle it. Jungkook’s firm chest was pressed against his back, along with his throbbing erection grinding against his ass. After a few more seconds of absolute torture, Seokjin swiftly turned around, aggressively grabbing Jungkook’s face as he pushed him down on his bed and straddled him.

‘You remind me of him so much…’ Seokjin whispered as he deeply stared into Jungkook’s eyes.

‘Is that why you’re doing this?’ Jungkook asked, licking his lips as he felt Seokjin’s intense stare burning into his skin.

‘I honestly don’t know what this is.’ Seokjin replied on the verge of tears, absolutely hating himself for letting things get so far. Jungkook then realized that Seokjin was getting a little too close to changing his mind again.

‘Don’t think, just kiss me.’ Jungkook gasped as he palmed his face and pulled him down, once again drowning in sinful pleasure. Without breaking the kiss, they began undressing each other rather impatiently. Once completely naked, Seokjin took a few seconds to admire Jungkook’s muscular and utterly beautiful body. He softly trailed his hands across every inch, absolutely mesmerized by his tempting features. Seokjin was almost twice Jungkook’s age, yet he still felt like Jungkook’s strong masculine energy would be the death of him. As Seokjin moved his head down Jungkook’s body, leaving a trail of wet kisses, Jungkook started to feel overwhelmed. It wasn’t supposed to be all that intense. He simply needed something he could use against Seokjin, his step-father, whom Jungkook hated with every fragment of his being. So Jungkook abruptly moved away from underneath him and got out of bed. He then walked over to his desk and took out a bottle of lube from one of the drawers.

‘Jungkook, no. We can’t do that.’ Seokjin said as he sat up straight and anxiously stared at the seductive grin on his face.

‘Look… we both want this. So let’s just do it, get it out of our systems, afterwards we can pretend it never happened and just go on with our lives.’ Jungkook insisted, climbing back into bed and trailing his hand down to Seokjin’s erection.

‘Have you ever bottomed?’ Seokjin scoffed, his curiosity getting the best of him. Jungkook chuckled and leaned forward so he could start kissing his chest.

‘Nope, and I’m not going to.’ Jungkook replied in that deep tone of voice that made Seokjin question his very sanity.

‘You wanna fuck me?’ Seokjin smirked, incredulous. The whole point of it was that Seokjin got to fuck Jungkook, not the other way around.

‘That’s right daddy.’ Jungkook breathed, quickly dragging him down and positioning him on his knees, not even giving him the chance to object before squirting some lube on his hole and pushing two fingers in.

‘AAHH! No, Kook… stop!’ Seokjin whined, the harsh penetration being too much for him. It excited Jungkook beyond compare to watch him submissively squirming and wincing in pain.

‘I can already feel you relaxing, don’t act like any of this is new to you.’ Jungkook panted as he spanked him hard and eagerly watched his two fingers sliding in and out of his step-father’s hole. Seokjin bit down on Jungkook’s pillow as he felt the intrusive pain change into a feeling of pure ecstasy. He gripped the sheets and started rocking his hips back and forth, softly whimpering as Jungkook continued to finger him mercilessly. After another minute or so, Seokjin’s moans started getting louder, a clear indication that he was about to cum, so Jungkook quickly pulled his fingers out and lubed up his throbbing dick. Seokjin was once again breathing heavily, eagerly anticipating what was about to happen. It drove him crazy when Jungkook started teasing him, pressing his tip against his entrance and lightly tapping it. Jungkook wanted him to beg for his cock, forcing him to realize the sinful mess he had become.

‘Kook… fuck me. C’mon just push it in, I can’t take this.’ Seokjin whined, thirstily grinding against Jungkook’s thick member. Jungkook secretly smiled to himself, almost fully satisfied.

‘Put it in yourself.’ Jungkook instructed in a deep tone of voice, gripping Seokjin’s soft mounds with both hands and waiting for him to obey. Seokjin whimpered and reached his hand back, carefully grabbing Jungkook’s dick and guiding it to his prepped hole. Then he closed his eyes and choked down a sob, afterwards pushing it in and slowly moving back until he was filled up with every inch. Not giving him any time to adjust, Jungkook started pounding into him, grunting loudly as he struggled to process the fact that he was actually fucking into a man he believed to be his uncle for most of his life. The fact that Seokjin was actually the man married to his biological father, and the man who put him through hell during what was supposed to be the best years of his life, made the experience all the more satisfying. At some point Jungkook scoffed to himself, reflecting back on something Seokjin once said about him. Did he really use sex as a way of feeling in control of people?

‘I’m gonna cum…’ Seokjin whimpered softly with his head buried in Jungkook’s pillow. Jungkook chuckled and picked up the pace, about to cum as well.

‘So good at taking dick… does my Dad fuck you like this?’ Jungkook chuckled darkly as he repeatedly slammed into him, reducing him to a whimpering mess. Upon hearing those words however, Seokjin broke down crying, downright sobbing into Jungkook’s pillow as he felt his husband’s child aggressively thrusting his dick inside of him. Seokjin couldn’t believe he actually let something so awful happen. But even then, he couldn’t stop. So he continued to cry and whimper until he finally felt Jungkook release his hot cum inside of his abused hole. After Jungkook pulled out of him with a satisfied sigh, Seokjin turned over and got out of bed, hurriedly getting dressed. Jungkook simply sat in bed and stared at him in silence as he struggled to get dressed and stifle his sobs.

‘It’s like you said right? This never happened.’ Seokjin mumbled in between sobs, his pleading eyes staring into Jungkook’s soul.

‘Of course.’ Jungkook replied with his head lowered, lying of course, but Seokjin couldn’t tell in his unsettled state. After Seokjin left his bedroom, Jungkook chuckled to himself as he noticed the stain on his sheets. Despite the fact that Seokjin was bawling his eyes out from shame and self-hatred, Jungkook still made him cum. He couldn’t help but feel smug about it.

 

~~~

 

Seokjin stood in the hallway outside of Jungkook’s room, struggling to regain his composure before heading back upstairs to Namjoon. A part of him didn’t even want to believe that he just had sex with Jungkook, his step-son. It all felt like some awful nightmare he simply had to wake up from. But the harsh reality started to settle in and Seokjin felt certain he was on the verge of a major anxiety attack.

‘Mr. Kim, are you okay?’ A familiar deep voice asked, causing Seokjin to anxiously glance up with a loud gasp.

‘Um, yes… I’m fine.’ He muttered with a strained smile, quickly sniffing and standing up straight.

‘Okay. Why are you standing outside of Kook’s room?’ Taehyung asked suspiciously, curiously observing all the things that seemed kind of odd. Seokjin was leaning against the wall, crying, blankly staring at the floor and for some reason, he seemed rather sweaty and hastily dressed.

‘We were simply discussing something private. Anyways, goodnight.’ Seokjin quickly dismissed, afterwards walking away. Taehyung waited for him to get out of sight before going inside of Jungkook’s room. When he got inside, Jungkook was laying in bed wearing only his boxers, he seemed rather sweaty and unsettled as well, which only added to Taehyung’s suspicions.

‘Kook…’ Taehyung said and paused, waiting for Jungkook to realize his presence. Jungkook instantly jumped out of bed with a worried expression.

‘Uh, hey, what’s up?’ He posed with a strained smile, trying his best to stay composed.

‘I wanted to ask you for something.’ Taehyung answered, struggling to dismiss the fact that Jungkook’s room felt rather hot and the smell of sex was lingering in the air.

‘Sure, what do you need?’ Jungkook chuckled.

‘Uh… this might be kinda awkward, but um, do you have any lube?’ Taehyung anxiously questioned. Jungkook scoffed and grabbed the bottle of lube that was right on the nightstand next to his bed for some reason.

‘Here you go, watermelon flavored, Jimin likes that.’ Jungkook chuckled, but the pain was clear to see in his eyes as he mentioned Jimin’s name.

‘Thanks. Oh, I don’t know if it’s even my place to ask… but I have this thought in my head and it’s just really starting to freak me out.’ Taehyung carefully said after taking the bottle of lube. Jungkook started to feel worried and Taehyung noticed the sudden shift in his demeanor.

‘What is it Tae?’ He asked in a soft tone.

‘Why was your uncle just here? When I walked up to your room, he was just standing outside of your door, and it seemed like he was crying?’ Taehyung prompted, noticing the flicker of panic in Jungkook’s eyes as he spoke. Jungkook closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

‘Can you keep a secret?’ He said out of nowhere, instantly adding to Taehyung’s concern. Taehyung nervously nodded and sat down next to him on his bed. Jungkook then took his hand in his own and broke down crying.

‘Kook, what is it?’ Taehyung asked worriedly, pulling his crying best-friend in his arms. After crying on Taehyung’s shoulder for a minute or so, Jungkook confessed everything to him.

 

~~~

 

Jimin was eagerly laying in bed, waiting for Taehyung to return. After several minutes went by however, he started to feel concerned. Maybe he shouldn’t have sent Taehyung to get lube from Jungkook, it probably made things really awkward. But then again, Jungkook seemed to be so accepting of their relationship lately. Jimin was fixating over all possible scenarios in his head for another several minutes when his bedroom door suddenly opened and Taehyung finally returned. Taehyung blankly walked towards the bed, sat down and handed Jimin the bottle of lube without even looking at him. It seemed a little off, but Jimin was very horny, so he dismissed the sudden shift in Taehyung’s demeanor and eagerly climbed into his lap, lustfully grinding down on him as he kissed his neck.

‘Tae… are we still doing this?’ Jimin chuckled, curiously staring at the expressionless look on his face after Taehyung failed to reciprocate.

‘Um… no, we’re not.’ Taehyung sighed, afterwards gently moving away from him and standing up.

‘Why?’ Jimin scoffed, standing up as well and wrapping his arms around his neck.

‘Everything is just different now.’ Taehyung mumbled with his gaze lowered, fighting off tears. He felt sad, not because he knew he needed to end things with Jimin, but because of imagining all the pain Jungkook must have been suffering through.

‘What do you mean? Did Kook say something to you? Or are you still upset about Yoongi and Hoseok?’ Jimin pressed, the anxiety starting to pour in. After finally getting Taehyung back, he couldn’t even imagine going through that horrible pain of losing him all over again.

‘Jimin, it’s just not you and me, it’s never been…’ Taehyung replied, choking down a sob when he glanced up to see the shattered look on Jimin’s face. He realized that Jimin had true feelings for him, but he knew better than anyone that Jimin could never love anyone more than he loved Jungkook. Now that they could actually be together, Taehyung wouldn’t dare to stand in their way. Even though Jungkook insisted that he didn’t mention anything to Jimin, and that they should be together since they make each other happy, Taehyung simply couldn’t do it.

‘Tae… please stop hurting me like this.’ Jimin whispered, staring into his eyes with tears streaming down his face. Taehyung couldn’t bear it, not when he had true feelings for Jimin as well. To that effect, he palmed his face and kissed his soft lips, Jimin eagerly reciprocated.

‘Jiminie, I love you, but--

‘No. No buts. Tae… I love you too, that’s it, that’s everything.’ Jimin interjected, wrapping his arms around Taehyung’s neck and panting as he hungrily kissed the side of his face. Overcome with desire, Taehyung lifted him up into his arms and threw him on his bed, quickly straddling him. As he slowly moved down Jimin’s body, removing his shorts and taking his throbbing member in his mouth, he rationalized that it was okay for him to stay with Jimin for the time being since it was clearly what everyone seemed to want. In addition, Jungkook was currently revenge-fucking his step-father, so Taehyung felt comfortable with his decision at the time.

 

***

 

The Following Day…

 

Jungkook was not an early riser. If he didn’t need to wake up early, he simply wouldn’t. On that particular day however, Jungkook happily woke up earlier than everyone besides his mother, well, adoptive mother. She would always wake up before everyone so she could prepare breakfast everyday, it was just one of those things caring mothers would do.

‘Morning Kookie, you’re up so early.’ His mother said with a chuckle as Jungkook walked into the kitchen with a loud yawn. Jungkook scoffed and sat down at the table. His mother then poured him a cup of coffee.

‘Thanks. Um, are my favorite uncles up yet?’ Jungkook carefully inquired after taking a sip of coffee.

‘Yes they are. Seokjinnie went for a run, said he needs to clear his head. And um, your uncle Namjoon is in the shower I think.’ She answered with a smile, instantly unsettled as she saw the expression on Jungkook’s face change at the mention of Namjoon’s name.

‘I see.’ He responded with a strained smile. Before either could say anything else, Jungkook’s adoptive father walked into the kitchen.

‘Kook, you’re up so early! It’s usually Jiminie that’s always up this early, but I guess he slept late since Taehyung spent the night.’ Mr. Jeon said with a slight smirk, patting Jungkook’s shoulder as he walked past him and towards the refrigerator.

‘Oh he did? Are they back together then?’ Mrs. Jeon asked her husband, afterwards cautiously glancing over at Jungkook.

‘I’m not sure, but Jimin seemed really happy yesterday, and he and Tae spent the entire day together.’ Mr. Jeon replied as he poured himself a glass of juice. By then, Jungkook had already gotten used to them completely ignoring his existence.

‘Well, Tae borrowed some lube from me last night, so I guess they’re back together.’ Jungkook interjected in the most casual manner. Both of his parents stared at him in silence for a few seconds, they’re eyes widened in shock. Just the mere thought of their son having sex was unsettling.

‘Okay, but why do you even have lube?’ His father asked, instantly regretting it. Did he even want to know the answer to that question? Yet they both anxiously stared at him, waiting for a response.

‘Oh, I like to have sex with guys sometimes.’ Jungkook answered rather blithely with a smile. His father scoffed anxiously and lowered his gaze.

‘That’s… fine. Is that something you like now, because Kook, we’re completely supportive of it.’ His mother quickly said with an anxious chuckle.

‘I’m glad you think so.’ Jungkook grinned, standing up and walking to the sink with his empty cup. As he washed his cup, his parents shared a rather awkward moment of eye-contact. Were both of their sons gay? So they would never have any grandchildren? After Jungkook was done, he was about to walk away, but his father gripped his shoulder with a soft sigh.

‘Kook, I’m perfectly fine with it as well.’ He assured as he fondly stared at him.

‘That’s great.’ Jungkook scoffed, afterwards walking away and towards the stairs. Without knocking, he went inside of the guestroom. Namjoon was sitting in an armchair, fresh out of the shower and texting someone on his phone.

‘Hey, morning.’ He said upon glancing up to find Jungkook staring at him with a smile. The second he put his phone away and stood up, Jungkook ran into his arms. Namjoon sighed softly as he tightly wrapped his arms around his son, enjoying every second of his soothing warmth.

‘Morning.’ Jungkook chuckled after pulling away from the embrace.

‘Is your uncle Jin back yet?’ Namjoon asked with a hint of concern. Jungkook scoffed and lowered his gaze, struggling to dismiss memories from the previous night.

‘Uh, no he’s not.’ He replied, pressing his lips into a thin line as he glanced back up at him.

‘Alright, that’s fine. He wanted to be here while we talked about everything.’ Namjoon sighed, trying to decide if he should talk to Jungkook anyways.

‘Why? This has nothing to do with him.’ Jungkook countered, a little irritated and Namjoon noticed it.

‘Of course it does. He’s my husband and he was there through it all. Without his help, I wouldn’t have been able to handle any of it.’ Namjoon chuckled as he caressed Jungkook’s face.

‘Yeah, he’s always such a great help isn’t he.’ Jungkook retorted sarcastically, scoffing to himself as he took a step back.

‘Jungkook, do you blame him? He’s not the reason I gave you up.’ Namjoon informed, stepping closer and resting his palms on Jungkook’s shoulders.

‘That’s not it. Everything that happened between me and Jimin…’ Jungkook started to say but paused when he felt tears welling up in his eyes. Namjoon felt his heart break a little when he noticed all the pain in Jungkook’s eyes.

‘I agree. Everyone handled that completely wrong. They thought it was best if you left since you were both so young, and Jiminie, was way too young to even be having sex with anyone. I think that’s what upset your-uh, his parents so much.’ Namjoon started to explain.

‘I know they blame me for all of it.’ Jungkook whispered as he blankly stared down at the floor.

‘I think they do too, but they’re wrong. Kook, nobody is to blame. I just wished they agreed when I asked them to sent you to me instead of your grandparents.’ Namjoon added with a sigh, unintentionally infuriating Jungkook in the process.

‘What?’ Jungkook gritted, clenching his fists to remain calm.

‘What is it?’ Namjoon asked with a worried expression, unsure as to why Jungkook was suddenly so upset.

‘You wanted them to send me to you?! And they refused?!’ Jungkook demanded, raising his voice a little.

‘Yes, but maybe they were right, I was being way too sentimental about it all. But everything turned out really great for you, right? You’re in college, you play sports, you live alone. You’ve become so independent and collected.’ Namjoon pointed out in an effort to calm him down.

‘Yeah, I’m doing great.’ Jungkook chuckled darkly, anxiously rubbing the back of his neck as he broke out in nervous laughter.

‘Kook… if you want to blame someone for everything, you should blame me.’ Namjoon whispered on the verge of tears as he stroked Jungkook’s hair.

‘I need to talk to my parents, and Jimin.’ Jungkook said rather sternly.

‘Please don’t, not yet anyways. You and I still have a lot to discuss, and I just really need Jin to--

‘Can you stop talking about Jin?!’ Jungkook interjected, furiously glaring at him. Namjoon took a step back since his little outburst caught him completely by surprise.

‘If you’re ever gonna accept me as your father, then you have to accept Jin as--

‘As what? My step-father?’ Jungkook interjected again with a dark chuckle. Before Namjoon could respond, the door opened and Jimin walked in with a curious expression.

‘Jiminie, sleep well?’ Namjoon asked with a strained smile. Jimin smiled back and nodded, afterwards glancing over at Jungkook who seemed to be fuming for some reason.

‘Um, Mom asked if you wanted breakfast or if you’ll still be heading out?’ Jimin asked his uncle, unable to dismiss the palpable tension in the room.

‘Oh right. No, I’ll be heading out. Kook, I need to leave for an appointment. Can we go out this evening?’ Namjoon asked Jungkook after replying to Jimin.

‘Sure.’ Jungkook mumbled with his gaze lowered, afterwards walking out of the room. Jimin smiled at his uncle again and quickly followed Jungkook.

‘Jungkook, are you finally gonna tell me what’s up?’ Jimin whispered as he hurried behind Jungkook. Jungkook turned around, grabbed his hand and led him towards the balcony. When they got there, Jungkook shoved him against the wall and smashed their lips together. Jimin instantly melted under his touch, softly moaning as Jungkook swirled his tongue inside of his mouth and trailed his firm hands down his body.

‘I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have done that…’ Jungkook whispered after several seconds of passionate kissing.

‘Um, I guess.’ Jimin scoffed anxiously with his gaze lowered.

‘Everything is just different now.’ Jungkook sighed after taking a few steps back. Jimin curiously glared at him since those were the exact words Taehyung said to him on the previous night. Was there something everyone seemed to know besides Jimin?

‘What does that even mean?’ Jimin demanded.

‘I’ll talk to you later.’ Jungkook retorted, afterwards walking away, denying Jimin the chance to respond. Jimin sat down on the sofa and struggled to organize his thoughts. Everything felt really strange, but he had no idea what any of it meant.

‘Hey, what’s wrong?’ Taehyung said upon walking over to him. Jimin motioned for him to sit down next to him.

‘We didn’t really get to talk last night after the sex started, and I think I just passed out at some point…’ Jimin started to say but chuckled as he remembered how amazing the sex was, making Taehyung chuckle as well.

‘Yeah, you did, but it’s fine, I came for a third time just seconds later and passed out as well.’ Taehyung sighed, afterwards lustfully glaring into his eyes.

‘So you were still fucking me after I passed out?’ Jimin smirked, kind of turned on by it.

‘Only for a few seconds.’ Taehyung whispered as he leaned closer and brushed his lips against Jimin’s ear. Jimin wanted to get on his knees and suck him off  right then and there, but he chose to remain focused.

‘Tae… it kind of felt like you wanted to end things with me last night. What happened when you went over to Jungkook? You were gone for quite some time.’ Jimin inquired, worriedly staring into his eyes.

‘We just talked about some stuff, and I don’t know, I kinda felt like you two could work things out…’ Taehyung started to explain, taking a few moments to gather his thoughts. He had to choose his words very carefully. Jimin anxiously licked his lips as he thought about the kiss he and Jungkook just shared.

‘How are we suddenly supposed to work things out?’ Jimin scoffed. Taehyung started to feel rather anxious, he didn’t  want to lie to Jimin.

‘The point is… do you still want him?’ Taehyung redirected, taking the pressure off himself and placing it on Jimin. Jimin was completely caught off guard. He nervously sighed as he blankly stared down at the floor with tears in his eyes.

‘I honestly don’t know anymore. But why does that suddenly matter now?’ Jimin countered, glancing up at Taehyung as he took his hand and entwined their fingers.

‘It just does.’ Taehyung retorted, afterwards standing up with a sigh.

‘Where are you going?’ Jimin inquired upon standing up as well.

‘I’m going home.’ Taehyung sighed.

‘Okay, will I see you later?’ Jimin asked eagerly, stepping closer to him.

‘I don’t know.’ Taehyung muttered, then walked away, leaving a very confused Jimin behind. Jimin sat back down with a loud sigh. He felt so overwhelmed by everything going on recently. He still needed to talk to Hoseok, who apparently started seeing Yoongi, which seemed to have complicated things between him and Taehyung again. In addition to that, Jungkook suddenly kissed him out of nowhere, which just added to all the frustration Jimin was already struggling with. He really needed to clear his head. Perhaps he should take advantage of the fact that his uncle Seokjin was still there. Jimin didn’t plan on confessing every single detail to him, but he desperately needed someone to talk to. And talking to his uncle Seokjin, a certified psychologist, always seemed to provide Jimin with clarity. So that’s what he decided to do. After his uncle Seokjin returned from his run, he would have a nice and long conversation with him about everything weighing down on his mind. Sounds like a good plan, doesn’t it?

 

To be continued…

Chapter Text

Later that same morning…

Jungkook was lying in bed and contemplating his entire life. When did everything become so complicated? A part of him just wanted all the lies and secrecy to be over, but he knew he had to wait and see how things would play out. There was so much he had yet to know. But keeping up the pretense was utterly exhausting, so Jungkook made the decision to come out with the truth, every single truth, after he spoke with Namjoon on that evening. His bedroom door then quickly opened and closed, causing him to jump out of bed with a sigh, instantly unsettled to realize it was Seokjin. For some reason, Jungkook slowly walked up to him with a smile.

‘I was hoping you’d come to see me.’ Jungkook smirked as he gripped his waist and pulled him closer, taking in the scent of the refreshing shower-gel on his warm skin.

‘Jungkook, I just need to ask you about something.’ Seokjin said sternly upon pulling away. Jungkook scoffed and stepped closer again.

‘What is it?’ He whispered, afterwards softly kissing below his jawline. Seokjin closed his eyes and licked his lips, but he quickly snapped out of it and pushed Jungkook away.

‘Stop it! Look, I’m just here to ask you about your friend. He saw me leaving your room last night. Did he say anything to you?’ Seokjin inquired with a rather worried look on his face.

‘Um, he asked me for lube.’ Jungkook retorted, slightly annoyed that Seokjin was resisting him.

‘So, he didn’t even mention me?’ Seokjin pressed, somewhat suspicious.

‘He just said that he ran into you, but I brushed it off.’ Jungkook skillfully lied.

‘You didn’t say anything, right?’ Seokjin continued. He needed a clear confirmation.

‘Jin, of course I didn’t. I promised you I wouldn’t.’ Jungkook added with feigned sincerity, afterwards running his fingers through Seokjin’s wet hair.

‘Okay, good. Thank you.’ Seokjin muttered, ready to leave when Jungkook palmed his face and stepped closer.

‘That’s really the only reason you came?’ Jungkook breathed as he hovered his lips over Seokjin’s.

‘What are you doing Kook? We agreed it would be a one-time thing and that we’d pretend it never happened afterwards.’ Seokjin pointed out, struggling to resist.

‘But that was before I knew how good it would feel. Be honest, it felt great, right?’ Jungkook insisted, trailing one of his hands down Seokjin body and firmly squeezing his ass. Seokjin gasped and bit his bottom lip. Yet he still mustered up all the self-control he had and took a few steps back.

‘I have to go, this can’t happen again.’ Seokjin stated firmly.

‘Fine. But before you go, will you help me with something?’ Jungkook asked with his gaze lowered.

‘What do you need my help with?’ Seokjin sighed. Jungkook stepped closer and took his hand, afterwards slowly guiding it down to his erection with a smirk.

‘Are you just always hard?’ Seokjin scoffed, making Jungkook chuckle.

‘Of course, I’m 19. Sex is pretty much all I think about.’ Jungkook sighed jokingly, causing Seokjin to chuckle.

‘Yeah, I remember what it was like to be 19.’ Seokjin said with a smile.

‘Were you already with my Dad?’ Jungkook inquired, genuinely curious.

‘Yes I was. I was 18 when you were born.’ Seokjin informed.

‘Seems like such a long time ago.’ Jungkook mentioned, softly smiling at him.

‘It certainly was.’ Seokjin sighed, blankly staring out in front of him. Jungkook licked his lips and moved closer to him again.

‘Suck me off.’ Jungkook pleaded, intently staring into his widened eyes.

‘What?!’ Seokjin mumbled, somewhat caught off guard.

‘Please, you were going to last night, and it’s just all I can think about.’ Jungkook moaned, afterwards lowering his pants and setting his erection free. Seokjin lustfully stared down at Jungkook eagerly touching himself and it was so stimulating that it made him question his very sanity. He let out a soft whimper and sinked down to his knees. Jungkook grinned and rubbed his tip against his soft lips.

‘Open your mouth…’ Jungkook gasped. The anticipation was killing him. Seokjin stared up at him and did as he was told. When Jungkook slowly pushed his member inside of Seokjin’s mouth, he gasped loudly and almost buckled forward from the surge of pleasure he felt. As Seokjin held on to his hips and skillfully sucked him off, Jungkook closed his eyes, threw his head back and simply let himself drown in mind-altering pleasure. After just a few short minutes, Jungkook started to feel that familiar buildup. So he glanced back down and lustfully stared at his thick length sliding in and out of his step-father’s mouth.

‘Fuck… I’m so close… ah…’ Jungkook whimpered, gasping loudly when Seokjin started pumping him with both hands as he simultaneously swirled his tongue in circles around his tip. Jungkook felt like he was losing his mind. He batted Seokjin’s hands away, grabbed a fistful of his hair and pushed his dick down as far as he could, making him gag as he came down his throat.

‘I should go now.’ Seokjin mumbled on the verge of tears as he stood up and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand.

‘Stay…’ Jungkook whispered, afterwards taking his hand and climbing into bed with him.

‘Please stop…’ Seokjin implored, too weak to resist as Jungkook intently stared into his pleading eyes.

‘I can’t stop now.’ Jungkook breathed as he pulled him down and straddled him.

 

Several minutes later, a naked Kim Seokjin was lying on top of a naked Jeon Jungkook, both of them struggling to catch their breath after some very intense and satisfying sex.

‘You know, you’re very sexy for a guy your age.’ Jungkook chuckled as he trailed his hand down Seokjin’s back. Seokjin popped his head up from Jungkook’s chest and darkly glared at him.

‘Thank you, that’s quite the compliment.’ Seokjin retorted, rolling his eyes at him, making him laugh.

‘It is a compliment.’ Jungkook insisted with a smile. Seokjin scoffed and moved closer to him.

‘Okay, what is so sexy about me then?’ Seokjin posed with a curious smile.

‘Your face, you’re very handsome. I also love your soft skin… and right here…’ Jungkook started to say but paused as he moved his hand down to Seokjin’s moist hole, grinning at him while he slowly pushed two of his fingers inside. Seokjin closed his eyes with a soft whimper. He felt really sore and sensitive.

‘Kook…’ He moaned, dragging his fingernails down Jungkook’s chest as he slowly fingered him.

‘Ah, I could just fuck you all day.’ Jungkook grunted, afterwards flipping him on his back and spreading his legs apart.

‘Wait-wait! Jungkook, I have to go, Jimin wanted to talk to me.’ Seokjin quickly objected, pushing Jungkook back a little.

‘About what?’ Jungkook inquired with a worried expression.

‘I don’t know, he just texted me and asked if we could talk.’ Seokjin answered, noticing the clear shift in Jungkook’s demeanor.

‘Alright, after this.’ Jungkook grinned. Seokjin scoffed as he stared down at Jungkook’s erection. So he really was always hard. He then licked his lips and nodded. Jungkook lowered his gaze and smiled as he gripped his inner thighs to hold his legs apart. Without warning, he shoved his entire length inside in one swift motion, making Seokjin gasp loudly.

‘Fuck! Kook… I’m really sensitive, can you be a little--AH!’ Seokjin screamed with his eyes closed once Jungkook started pounding into him again. Jungkook leaned down with a smug grin and sensually licked Seokjin’s upper lip.

‘Stop whining, I know you like it rough.’ Jungkook moaned as he pulled him closer and continued to abuse his hole for his own sick satisfaction. Seokjin wrapped his arms around him and closed his eyes, softly whimpering with each of Jungkook’s thrusts. After they both came again, Seokjin felt utterly exhausted, but it had gotten a little late and he had plans for the evening, so he got out of bed and got dressed.

‘I need to talk to Jimin, then I have some other plans.’ Seokjin mentioned, barely looking at Jungkook as he fixed himself up.

‘Okay. Will you come to me later? Tonight?’ Jungkook asked in a soft tone.

‘No. After Namjoon talks to you this evening, he and I are going out to dinner. After dinner, I’m sure he wants to…’ Seokjin started to say but stopped, glancing over at Jungkook with tears in his eyes. Jungkook scoffed and got out of bed.

‘Fuck you?’ He added with a dark chuckle.

‘Jungkook, this can never happen again.’ Seokjin pleaded, quickly wiping away the tear that had spilled.

‘Jin, this is just something we need to get out of our systems, it’s not a big deal.’ Jungkook pointed out, softly caressing his face with a smile.

‘I don’t think it’s something I’ll just get out of my system.’ Seokjin countered.

‘What makes you say that?’ Jungkook asked softly, stepping closer to him.

‘Because… every time you touch me, it just makes me crave more of you.’ Seokjin replied with tears streaming down his face. Jungkook inched closer and smashed their lips together. After a few seconds of intense kissing, Seokjin abruptly pulled away and left.

 

~~~

 

Jimin was sitting in bed and texting Taehyung.

JM: *Tae, I want to see you tonight. Can we talk?*

TH: *I have other plans, sorry.*

Jimin set his phone aside and took a few deep breaths, struggling to fight off tears. Before he could break down crying, there was a sudden knock on his bedroom door.

‘Yes, come in.’ Jimin answered as he sat up straight. Seokjin then walked into his room with a strained smile.

‘Hey Jiminie, so, you wanted to talk?’ Seokjin said in the most casual manner as he took the chair at his desk and sat down across of him, all the while pretending that he didn’t just spend the last hour or so being Jungkook’s personal fuck-hole.

‘Uh yeah. Are you okay? You seem a little red and sweaty.’ Jimin asked with concern.

‘Right. I think I’m coming down with a fever or something.’ Seokjin chuckled, skillfully masking the anxiety he felt.

‘Oh. If you don’t feel well then we don’t have to talk right now.’ Jimin pointed out, softly smiling at him.

‘No, it’s fine. What’s on your mind?’ Seokjin posed as he sat up straight and smiled at him.

‘Alright, a few things actually.’ Jimin sighed.

‘Let’s start with the number one thing that’s weighing you down.’ Seokjin suggested.

‘That would be Taehyung. I feel like he’s pushing me away again. I don’t understand why he does this. He has this ex-boyfriend that he was just so in love with, and sometimes I think he still is. Last night he told me he loves me, but I don’t know uncle Jin, I feel like he’s going to break up with me any time now.’ Jimin confessed with tears in his eyes. Seokjin could feel his pain and it made him a little sad.

‘Jiminie, you’re gonna have to talk to him. Taehyung seems like a good guy. I’m sure if you confront him, he’ll be honest with you. Make him tell you what he really wants, you deserve the truth.’ Seokjin advised, softly smiling at him.

‘I know, you’re right. I’ll have to talk to him. Okay, the other thing is Hoseok.’ Jimin carefully mentioned. He had to choose his words skillfully.

‘What about Hoseok?’ Seokjin posed curiously.

‘He has something over me, and I’m afraid he might use it to hurt me.’ Jimin replied, carefully omitting the details.

‘That was unexpected. Hoseok doesn’t seem like the type of person that sets out to hurt others. Did you talk to him about it?’ Seokjin inquired.

‘No.’ Jimin answered with his gaze lowered.

‘Jiminie, a lot of things people assume are big problems, they can easily be solved with open communication. This frustration that you’re holding on to, the only way to get rid of it, is to clear things up. So talk to Taehyung, then talk to Hoseok.’ Seokjin admonished. Jimin let out a deep sigh and chuckled.

‘I know you’re right, but it’s not always easy to talk to people. We don’t all have a degree in psychology.’ Jimin scoffed jokingly, making Seokjin laugh.

‘I’ll let you in on a little secret,  I’m just as scared and anxious when it comes to talking to people I have some kind of history or relationship with. When I’m with clients, I have an unbiased opinion in the matter, but when it comes to my personal issues, I’m just like everybody else.’ Seokjin confessed, successfully cheering Jimin up.

‘Thanks uncle Jin, you always know just what to say to make me feel better.’ Jimin said with a smile as he stood up. He was certainly not going to discuss his frustrations regarding Jungkook with his uncle. The last time they tried that, things didn’t exactly turn out so great.

‘I’m always here for you.’ Seokjin said as he stood up as well. Jimin then moved into his arms and hugged him tight. Seokjin chuckled and wrapped his arms around him. However, Jimin felt instantly unsettled as he took in the warm scent of something so painfully familiar that it made him shudder. Seokjin pulled away from their embrace with a curious glare.

‘Um, I should get ready for art class.’ Jimin mumbled with his gaze lowered.

‘Okay great. I have to leave for an appointment as well.’ Seokjin sighed, afterwards caressing Jimin’s hair with a smile. Jimin was too unsettled to simply let it go, so he moved into Seokjin’s arms and pretended to hug him. As he held him close, all he could think of was the fact that Seokjin’s warm scent reminded him of Jungkook in the most unsettling manner. After their supposed hug, Seokjin left his room. Jimin sat back down on his bed with a blank expression. He had been in love with Jungkook for as long as he could remember. Jungkook was the first person Jimin had sex with, and sex with Jungkook were the best and most intense experiences of Jimin’s life. So of course the warm and tantalizing scent of Jungkook’s sweat was branded into Jimin’s soul.

 

***

 

Yoongi and Hoseok were in Yoongi’s bedroom playing video games. When Yoongi invited Hoseok over to spend the afternoon together, Hoseok got rather excited. Imagine the disappointment when he realized they were going to spend their time together playing video games in awkward silence.

‘So this is why you called me over?’ Hoseok sighed in disappointment, blankly staring at the television screen. Yoongi paused the game, set down his controller and turned around to face him, Hoseok did the same.

‘Look, I’m not good at this. I used to be, but then I fell in love with Tae, and it’s like I don’t even know how to be with anyone else.’ Yoongi confessed sincerely.

‘You haven’t been with anyone since Tae?’ Hoseok asked, a bit surprised.

‘Well, I mean, I had sex with Jungkook, but I was drunk on both occasions.’ Yoongi admitted, lowering his gaze in embarrassment. Hoseok widened his eyes in shock and it made Yoongi feel worse.

‘Jungkook? Jeon Jungkook? So, you thought it was a good idea to fuck your ex’s best-friend?’ Hoseok scoffed, sounding much too judgmental.

‘No, of course it wasn’t a good idea. I just told you I was drunk!’ Yoongi snarled, offended by his judgmental tone of voice.

‘Alright, blame it on the alcohol.’ Hoseok chuckled to himself, infuriating Yoongi in the process.

‘You don’t get to sit there and pretend that you’re so much better than everyone!’ Yoongi scowled, causing Hoseok to curiously smile at him.

‘I am though. I don’t fuck around the way all of you seem to do. You just don’t care about the consequences of your selfish behavior, you don’t care about how much you’re hurting others.’ Hoseok gritted.

‘Are you talking about me or Jimin?’ Yoongi countered, furiously glaring at him. Rather unexpectedly, Hoseok leaped forward and smashed their lips together. Instinctively, Yoongi climbed into his lap and deepened the kiss.

‘Are you sure you want this?’ Hoseok whispered, softly trailing his hand underneath Yoongi’s shirt. Yoongi stared down into his eyes and shuddered from the tingles he felt down his spine. It had been so long since he shared physical intimacy with anyone.

‘Are you sure you wanna start fucking around like the rest of us?’ Yoongi chuckled, both of them laughing at his remark.

‘With you? Absolutely. You know, I had a crush on you during our freshman year in high school.’ Hoseok confessed, making Yoongi blush with his gaze lowered.

‘Hoseok, I don’t wanna do this for the wrong reasons.’ Yoongi admitted, softly staring into his eyes.

‘Then let’s do it for the right reasons.’ Hoseok whispered as he leaned closer and kissed below his jawline. Yoongi closed his eyes and wrapped his arms around him, softly moaning as Hoseok kissed his warm skin anywhere he could. After a couple of minutes of gentle foreplay, Hoseok stood up, took Yoongi’s hand and got into bed with him.

‘Um, you were with Jimin, so uh, you’re a top?’ Yoongi questioned, rather anxious as Hoseok lustfully stared into his eyes.

‘Yes.’ Hoseok answered with smirk, moving closer to him.

‘Okay, that’s fine, but um… it’s been a really long time and uh… well--

‘Yoongi, I’ll be gentle, okay?’ Hoseok interjected with a soft chuckle, trailing his hand through a nervous Yoongi’s hair. Yoongi nodded with a smile and gently pulled Hoseok on top of him. After some very gentle and careful prep, Yoongi was anxiously lying on his back as Hoseok lubed up his rather impressive member. Yoongi stared down at his erection with his eyes widened in surprise, not entirely sure if it was the good kind of surprise. When Hoseok straddled him and pressed his tip against Yoongi’s moist hole, his heart started pounding so hard he was certain it would burst out of his chest.

‘AH! Fuck…’ Yoongi gasped as he arched his back upon feeling just Hoseok’s tip inside of him.

‘Well you’re nice and tight.’ Hoseok smirked, licking his lips as he slowly pushed the rest of his length inside.

‘With you, I’m sure everyone is.’ Yoongi teased, biting his bottom lip once he felt every inch of Hoseok’s huge throbbing dick inside of him. Hoseok chuckled and leaned down, softly kissing his lips as he started thrusting at a slow and steady pace.

‘Oh-fuck… Ah… oh god yes…’ Yoongi breathed, wrapping his legs around him and pulling him closer. Hoseok scoffed into the crook of his neck and picked up the pace a little.

 

Meanwhile, Taehyung was walking over to Yoongi’s bedroom with an eager smile. After some careful consideration, Taehyung came to the conclusion that Yoongi was the person he wanted to be with. He knew the truth about Jungkook would come out soon enough, which meant that Jungkook and Jimin could work things out and be together, just like they were always meant to be. Realizing that Jimin was never his was exactly the epiphany Taehyung needed to come to terms with his true feelings. Taehyung finally felt certain that he had always, and would always be, in love with Min Yoongi.

 

To be continued...