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13th February; 11:30pm
Jungkook took a deep breath. It was more like a sigh. Tomorrow was Valentine’s Day and tomorrow was the day he would change his life. All by himself with no one helping him at all. However to get that started he had to get certain things in motion. Starting with leaving the note that would start it all.
Dear hyung,
This is silly I know but will you be my Valentine? I’ll be waiting for you in my room at 5pm.
- Jungkook
Jungkook cringed a bit as he looked at the note. All pink with faded hearts. He’d written and destroyed several notes, so many times that he’d likely wasted one tree worth of paper. But at the end these simple sentences are all that seemed to matter.
Now all he had to do was slide the note under the door of his intended. Kim Seojin, Kim Seokjin’s cousin who was visiting.
As he walked to Seojin’s room Jungkook sent a prayer to Cupid himself to make his plans work out. He then slid the note under Seojin’s room door and rushed back to his bed. Hoping for a good day tomorrow.
Kim Seojin was Kim Seokjin’s cousin. But they were practically chalk and cheese. Seojin was nothing like Seokjin. While Seokjin was sweet and kind whilst being formidable and quietly confident - fine; sometimes loud too, but everyone knew that was just for show. Seojin was cocky and unpleasant. Not necessarily mean but rude and proud. He wasn’t by any means as good looking as Seokjin but he was still good looking enough to be confident. But his confidence had a sour note of fake confidence, a put on farce. The type where being the loudest and having the most attention made him feel special.
Overall a terrible choice for a boyfriend. For a valentine.
As Jungkook laid in his bed he considered why he was willingly asking Seojin out.
Instead of Seokjin, the man he actually loved.
The reason was honestly cliche. Jungkook didn’t believe Seokjin was interested in him.
Jungkook laughed at himself self-deprecatingly. It should be unfathomable that someone would not be interested in Jeon Jungkook of BTS. Thee golden maknae! But then if there was one person who could reject Jungkook it would have to be Kim Seokjin, Mr. World Wide Handsome himself!
Jungkook so full of love tried to fight the tears that stung in his eyes thinking about his Jin hyung. His most important hyung. Someone who he’d grown to love, quite literally! Someone he’d be willing to sacrifice anything for. Someone he wouldn’t be able to live without.
Which is why he couldn’t risk actually confessing to Seokjin and getting rejected. An actual verbal rejection!? He couldn’t lose Seokjin to awkwardness. He couldn't fathom making Seokjin feel uncomfortable. He knew his always loving hyung would overcompensate and only think about his - Jungkook’s - happiness but Jungkook would see right through his facade. Like he saw all the unseen signs and signals that others never caught.
So his master plan now was to substitute Seojin for Seokjin.
Seojin had come to visit Seokjin. A favor asked by Mrs. Kim, who humbly requested Seokjin and by extension the rest of BTS to accommodate him for the Valentine’s weekend. “He’s…um…not the best but eomma really said just for this once so that her sister-in-law can stop nagging her.” Seokjin had said sheepishly to the boys who didn’t hesitate to welcome Seojin only because this was one of the few times Seokjin actually asked for something.
“Oh I don't like him!” was something Taehyung immediately said as soon as the introduction’s were done and Seokjin took Seojin to look around the dorm. He’d be living in the spare room that usually was kept just in case a manager had to stay over or there were surprise guests. “So different from Jin hyungie!” Jimin had said, his face screwed in a frown much like his soulmate. “Well just for the weekend! Now fix your faces and be nice!” Namjoon had said to the duo while Yoongi, Hoseok and Jungkook just shared a look.
Consensus was that no one liked Seojin.
But Seojin really seemed to like Jungkook. Almost consistently getting into his personal space. Asking rather personal questions. Making Jungkook a bit uncomfortable. To the point that Seokjin had actually stepped in and physically pulled Jungkook away.
It happened when they were in the kitchen and Jungkook was making drinks. Seojin who came to stand beside him kept moving closer till Jungkook was sandwiched between the refrigerator and Seojin. “You’re so pretty you know.” Seojin had said, his hand moving presumably to touch Jungkook’s face. But then Jungkook felt big hands on his waist and himself being yanked back into his Jin hyung’s chest.
“You should go wash up to eat.” Seokjin had said with a fake smile at Seojin who gave him an equally fake smile before walking away. “Drinks almost done?” he’d asked Jungkook next, clearing his throat. Jungkook was so terribly affected his brain barely managed to conjure up a reaction.
He groaned as he laid in bed thinking about how he’d likely moved his head in all directions making Seokjin puff a laugh before waddling back to the counter and waiting for Jungkook to finish. His hands, still on Jungkook’s waist. His chin on Jungkook’s shoulder.
There was still a part of Jungkook’s brain that argued that maybe he was in the wrong. Maybe he should risk it all and tell Seokjin he loved him. Maybe the constant signals and signs. The attention, the bickering, the physical contact, certain things he’s said, the comfort - that he hoped had been obvious to Seokjin - wasn’t obvious enough.
But then Jungkook remembered what Seokjin said at dinner tonight.
“Love isn’t made for the likes of me Yoongiah. Valentine's day for all we know of another commercialized holiday. Also tell me if someone loved me wouldn’t they have told me already?”
There were laughs around the table then, uncomfortable ones and a clueless one from Seojin. Sure an argument can be presented that this is exactly why Jungkook should tell Seokjin he loved him. But Seokjin also had the knack of hiding the truth behind a joke and as Jungkook looked at him across the dinner table he saw the face of a man who didn’t want to risk his heart again
Because Seokjin had and he’d been left heart broken. Jungkook remembers those days. He remembers being so worried and concerned. He remembers working extra hard to make Seokjin smile. He remembers those painful nights where Seokjin would ask, “I loved him. Was that not enough?”
Maybe that's why though Jungkook had tried with actions, intentions and sometimes supplementary words Seokjin never caught the hints. Hence Jungkook’s great plan. Terrible horrible plan. But a plan anyways.
Jungkook honestly didn’t know what he intended to achieve by this? Did he think of substituting good with bad so that it left a rotten taste in his mouth? Did he think of vicariously dating Seokjin through Seojin, one Kim from the same family in place of the other, even for a day? Was this supposed to be the benchmark from where he forces himself to forget his romantic love for Seokjin and pivot his energy to only platonic love? Jungkook really didn’t know. He’d find out tomorrow.
Now he sighed. Long and heavy as he sniffled a bit more before turning to his side and falling asleep.
Seokjin woke up with a kink in his back. Then he miscalculated his descent from the bed and landed on the floor on his ass. “Fuck this day! Oh of course it’s Valentine's day!” he grumbled as he stretched a bit. Thankfully he fell off the bed with his blanket so it cushioned him. “Idiot had to throw a damn tantrum.” Seokjin grumbled rubbing his eyes as he reached for his phone and groaned anew when he saw it was dead and hadn’t charged the night before.
“Really need to upgrade this room.” Seokjin said as he looked about the guest bedroom that he’d ended up sleeping in because the night before Seojin had been a little bitch and said, “Oh Jin hyung I want to sleep in your room and have the full ‘BTS Jin’ experience!” Seokjin, who didn’t like change as much tried to reason with Seojin but the grown ass man actually threw a tantrum calling Mrs. Kim and telling her Seokjin was not being accommodating enough.
“Seokjinah just for tonight!” Mrs. Kim had said promising Seokjin she’d spoil him rotten when he came to visit next. So Seokjin relented however he wouldn’t sacrifice his RJ who he took with him and now reached out to. Squeezing the alpaca while sighing wondering what he’d do today.
“Not like I have a Valentine.” he said as he felt a ghost of an ache in his heart. “Guess it’s you and me RJ!” he said raising the alpaca to his face, smiling at it.
Just then he noticed the pink paper that was folded in half by the door. “What is this?” he wondered as he pulled himself to his feet and walked to the pink paper. Picking it up and opening the note only to stumble back till he bumped into the bed and sat on his ass.
“Jungkookie…?”
Seokjin had to wait before he moved again because his heart was beating in his ears, in his head, in his chest and in his stomach. He even felt it in his armpits. Jungkook had asked him to be his Valentine??? Jungkook? Jeon Jungkook? His Jungkookie?
Seokjin kept looking at the words on the paper. It was definitely Jungkook’s handwriting. He’d recognize that no matter what. But him? Jungkook wanted him?
Jungkook actually wanted him?
Like he’d wanted Jungkook?
“You’re being an idiot. Jungkookah is interested in you just like you are interested in him. He's not a kid and neither are you!” Yoongi had said to Seokjin when he’d told him of his feelings for the maknae because Seokjin had found himself falling hard and fast for the doe eyed boy who was so kind and sweet.
Jungkook was always special to Seokjin. He loved all the boys but he loved Jungkook just a bit more. Seokjin didn’t know the defining moment he’d fallen in love with Jungkook. It just happened. However he was also worried.
In the beginning he held back because he didn’t think Jungkook would love him like that. Then he held back because “Jungkook needs to experience life.” Then he held back because he himself had decided to try his hand at love that ended disastrously. Then he held back because he was terrified.
He couldn't lose Jungkook to stupid feelings. True Jungkook was sweet and kind and nice, but that was also quintessentially Jungkook. Seokjin couldn’t risk it. He’d already had his heart broken and it had taken a lot of work - done by him with Jungkook being his support - to patch it back up. If he were to lose Jungkook Seokjin just know his heart wouldn’t just break. It’d die.
But now as he saw the note he kept blinking. Soon denial took over. “Is it really for me? What if it was for Seojin? But Jungkook was there when the whole discussion happened right? He was sitting on the couch! I remember. He was a bit spaced out but Seojin was so loud! Also Seojin? Ew! Jungkook has better choice!” Seokjin said, making a face to himself as if he’d tasted something bitter. “I’ll ask him!” Seokjin said rushing out of the room only to bump into Hoseok. “Aish hyung you okay?” Hoseok asked as Seokjin heard Seojin’s grating voice saying, “Oh look who’s being tardy on Valentines day!”
Seokjin decided to ignore that. Instead smiling reassuringly at Hoseok before going to Jungkook’s room finding the maknae missing. “He had a recording session.” Jimin said popping his head into Jungkook’s room, watching Seokjin look about. Seokjin sighed in acknowledgement before his eyes fell on the clock. It was 11am! He had a recording session too!
When Seokjin got to Bighit he was informed that Jungkook had left and gone to his boxing gym. Seokjin then grimaced at his phone that was still dead and handed it to his manager asking him to charge it while he prepared for his recording session. Deciding he’d just speak to Jungkook tonight. Giving himself a very tiny sliver of hope that maybe this wasn’t a mistake. Afraid that if he questioned Jungkook he’d ruin the laters mood.
14th February; 4:50pm
Jungkook was fighting the urge to grab his deodorant and use it again for how much he was sweating. “Why am I so nervous!!?” he wondered as he huffed at himself. It was about time, his door was unlocked and he was ready. He’d worn a black button up shirt and skinny jeans. Put the appropriate amount of perfume. Brushed his teeth and had a mint. He’d styled his hair away from his eyes and applied very light makeup. Nothing much, just a little eyeliner and a lip tint. He’d put a lovely fragrance in the humidifier, lit a couple mild candles and set the overall ambiance to calming? He hoped it was calming! He didn’t want it to be inviting because he didn’t want Seojin to think he was being invited to do anything,
But then wasn’t that the signal this would give out? For a moment Jungkook felt a moment of fear - that he would be completely misunderstood and then too nervous to be honest - and guilt - because he was essentially using Seojin to get over Seokjin. Maybe this whole plan was garbage! Oh he had to end this now! Even before it started!
He just about took a step to do just that when there was a knock. Oh no! It was 5pm!
Jungkook turned around to face his bed, showing his back to the door as he said a not so stable but clear, “I-It’s open!”
He heard someone walk in and heard the door click shut. Oddly he recognized the cologne this person wore. It was Seokjin’s but Jungkook presumed Seojin had borrowed Seokjin’s stuff so he took a breath and closed his eyes turning around to face Seojin - because he couldn’t reject the man while looking into his eyes.
“Seojin hyung this is…”
“Jungkookie did you…”
Jungkook eyes flew open and he froze. As did Seokjin because they’d both spoken at the same time and now Jungkook and his heart that was galloping at the speed of a horse just fresh off a race desperately begged his brain to come back online as he saw Seokjin stare at him. Dressed in a light blue button up shirt with black trousers and his hair pushed back to show his forehead. Seokjin looked beyond dashing.
Jungkook was willing to shove his finger in a live socket if that kicked his brain into action because he watched in horror as the light in Seokjin’s eyes dimmed. As a wave of sadness washed over him. As he took a resigned breath and said, “Oh! It was for Seojin. I forget sometimes when you space out you don’t listen. Sorry. I’ll get him for you.” Seokjin then gave him a reassuring smile. That smile that translated to, “It’s all okay. It’s going to be fine.” before he almost turned around murmuring, “Seojin, you want Seojin.”
However the next thing Seokjin was saying was “Yah!” when he found himself shoved into the door by Jungkook who had barrelled into him. Crushing him while constantly chanting, “No. You. I want you. Please only you!”
“Jungkookie…baby breath. Please. C’mon breath with me!” Seokjin said using quite a bit of force to move so that he could maneuver himself in a way that had Jungkook’s head tucked under his chin and his arms banded around the maknae’s back. He’d tried to push Jungkook away but Jungkook had clamped his hands around Seokjin’s back and was not letting go. Still chanting constantly, “I want you. I want you. I want you.”
“Okay. Calm down please.” Seokjin said before he did a couple breathing exercises with Jungkook. Waddling with Jungkook to his bed and sitting down. Managing to get Jungkook on his lap. Seokjin was glad he’d snuck a workout in today because this was a lot!
But Seokjin was also pissed. He was staying calm and holding Jungkook. Even wiping away his tears. However Jungkook’s reaction had confused him. Hadn’t he taken Seojin’s name? Didn’t that mean he expected Seojin? So him saying he wanted Seokjin was that a lie? Was that just to save face? Was he just trying to not make Seokjin feel bad?
Seokjin tried to push Jungkook away. Biting his cheek as he looked into Jungkook’s big wet eyes. “You don’t have to do this. It’s okay. We can pretend none of this happened. But I don’t need the sympathy.” he said only to be surprised when Jungkook wrapped his arms around his neck and broke down entirely.
A total breakdown where he gasped between sobs. Sobs that Seokjin could practically feel coming from his chest. “N-Not symp-pathy…hyung…I…this…I love you.” Jungkook finally managed to say as Seokjin’s breath hitched.
“Jungkook, stop crying.” Seokjin commanded as Jungkook pulled back on his own. He tried, using his shirt sleeve to wipe his eyes, sniffling constantly as Seokjin only looked at him while gently massaging his sides.
“What did you just say?” Seokjin asked getting another sniffle and Jungkook taking a shaky breath before saying, “I love you.”
It’s not like Seokjin didn’t want to celebrate. The man wanted to run laps around the house and then go to the balcony and scream on top of his lungs that Jungkook loved him but everything was just so…so…
“But Seojin? You asked Seojin out as your Valentine when you love me?” Seokjin asked, trying to put two and two together.
“You won’t get mad at me?” Jungkook asked, biting his lip, looking away when Seokjin looked into his eyes, making Seokjin hold his chin and force him to look into his eyes. “Tell me the truth Jungkookie. Please.” Seokjin requested. His brain telling him to be cautious. He needed to know the truth. His heart…it wouldn’t recover if this was all a lie.
“You…WHAT?” Seokjin asked, taking a breath when he saw Jungkook flinched. “I…it…um…” Jungkook tried after explaining his plan of dating Seojin just to get over Seokjin. “Of all the things you could do. You chose this…this…BULLSHIT plan?” Seokjin asked, clearing his throat when he saw Jungkook flinch again. “ I didn’t think…” Jungkook started only for Seokjin to interrupt with, “Yeah you didn’t.” making Jungkook pout at his lap.
Seokjin had forced him to sit on the bed and explain while he paced.
“Wait. But you’re here. You…you want to be my valentine?” Jungkook asked Seokjin, looking up at him with his brow furrowed. A pout on his lips and his head tilted to the side looking like a confused puppy. Something that made Seokjin smile before he realized the implication of that question that quickly got his ears red too.
But Seokjin was done with the forced angst. Today he’d choose to be happy.
“Yes.” he said as Jungkook blinked at him. “Why?” he asked, standing up and walking up to Seokjin, still looking confused. Seokjin decided in that second that sometimes, some things are worth risking everything for. Either that or his heart took the reins from his brain momentarily because he answered Jungkook’s question by swooping low and taking his lips in a kiss.
Lips meeting softly at first. Gliding over each other as Seokjin held Jungkook’s waist. Pulling Jungkook closer as Seokjin kissed the corners of his lips. Gently bringing his tongue into play. Licking over Jungkook’s bottom lip, his teeth scraping the softness before suckling on it.
Jungkook, who was pretty stunned, slowly bought his hands up to wrap them around Seokjin’s neck. Tilting his head and opening up to Seokjin who was still gentle. Tasting Jungkook till he was clinging to Seokjin. Their tongues entangled as they both drank each other in. Both desperate to not let go but still having to because they were out of breath.
“Because I love you too.” Seokjin whispered as he placed his forehead on Jungkook’s, looking right into Jungkook’s eyes. Eyes that were soon filled with happy tears as Jungkook gave him a watery laugh. As Jungkook peppered Seokjin’s face with kisses. As they shared chaste pecks before Seokjin held Jungkook's face in his hands and kissed him again. Harder, deeper. Till Jungkook was dazed. His body, warm. His heart, beating wildly. His pants, getting tight.
“Wait.” Seokjin said suddenly. Taking a step away from Jungkook who pouted at him. Seokjin narrowed his eyes and put his hands on his hips as he looked at Jungkook who began to look nervous. “So you were going to essentially fake date Seojin…but you got dressed so fancy? Even wore makeup?” Seokjin asked, one brow raised making Jungkook open his moth and then close it. Before he ducked his head in a mix of shame, guilt and mischief. Biting his tongue a bit as he smiled.
“What you smiling about?” Seokjin asked as Jungkook turned around quickly to hide his full bunny smile. Feeling his ears burn as he blushed at Seokjin’s question which for all intent and purposes made Jungkook feel knots form in his gut.
He felt a shiver run down his spine as Seokjin held him. His hands around his waist as he pulled Jungkook close, “I don’t like it...” Seokjin whispered, his breath ghosting the shell of Jungkook’s ear. “I don’t like my baby dressing up for others.” Seokjin said as Jungkook took in a sharp breath when he felt Seokjin deftly undo the button’s of his shirt with his right hand, his left hand still anchored on Jungkook’s waist. Stopping midway as he kissed behind Jungkook’s ear. His hand cupping Jungkook’s left pec, thumb brushing Jungkook’s nipple making Jungkook moan and Seokjin pinched it.
“I-I wasn’t plan-planning…anything.” Jungkook managed to gasp as Seokjin undid his jeans. Pushing them low enough and cupping his cock over his underwear. Fingers pressing and wrapping around Jungkook’s dick that was semi hard. “Hmm…what about now? What’s you plan for now?” Seokjin asked.
Jungkook bit his lip, his right hand was holding Seokjin’s right wrist while his left held his left wrist. He turned his head to look at Seokjin. A little unsure till he looked into Seokjin’s eyes. His heart speeding up on seeing the love that blazed in them. He smiled as Seokjin kissed his nose. “Whatever hyung wants. Anything hyung wants.” he said as Seokjin smiled.
“Hmm…there…there…” Jungkook cried out as he felt Seokjin kiss his ass cheek. On his hands and knees, naked, Jungkook felt both exposed as well as cherished. Seokjin had taken his words to heart and apparently what Seokjin wanted was Jungkook’s pleasure because he’d ordered Jungkook to strip and then taken his time to admire Jungkook’s body finally, gently, pushing him on his hands and knees and asking where his lube was before slathering his hands with the peach flavored concoction.
He then wrapped his left hand around Jungkook’s cock while slowly stretching him out on his fingers. Stroking Jungkook’s cock while he added more fingers. Having Jungkook trembling as he found his prostate. Making Jungkook whimper and bite into his pillow as Seokjin’s fingers deftly but gently massaged his prostate while stroking his cock. Thumb dipping into his slit as he felt Jungkook tense.
“Close…please…” Jungkook managed to say, tears flowing freely as he felt his skin sizzle and his tummy wind into a tight coil. “It’s okay. Come for hyung.” he heard as he let go. Feeling his cock spurt white on his sheets as Seokjin kept the pressure on his prostate. Making Jungkook moan out loud. A mix of “Thank you’s” and “I love you’s.”
Feeling listless at the tail end of his orgasm. Feeling Seokjin pull him back and tumble to the side so that he didn’t fall into his own mess. Holding him close as Jungkook rubbed his face in Seokjin’s neck. Trembling, buzzing with anticipation, so warm with love. Sharing kisses as Seokjin touched his face and played with his hair.
Hair that Seokjin was soon holding as Jungkook sucked him off. On his knees again while Seokjin sat on the bed, Jungkook was beyond overwhelmed by Seokjin’s dick. He’d asked for it. Very candidly saying, “Want to suck your dick.” when his heart had stopped racing. How was Seokjin supposed to say no to that?
“On your knees love.” Is how he actually responded as Jungkook rushed to comply. Seokjin then stripped off his pants and underwear, keeping his shirt on. Smiling in pride as Jungkook gasped on seeing his dick, hard from watching Jungkook come Seokjin took himself in hand, stroking himself as he watching Jungkook’s eyes follow the movements of his hands. Gulping as he watched the precum beaded at the head. “All yours.” Seokjin said watching as Jungkook blinking up at him, smiling saucily as he crawled forward and took Seokjin in his hand.
Stoking him slowly, his breath hitching at the heat of Seokjin’s cock before licking his lips and licking Seokjin’s dick. Hummung at the taste of the pearly precum before licking down the length. Licking Seokjin’s balls then licking all the way to the tip and finally taking Seokjin in his mouth.
Seokjin threw his head back as he placing his hand in Jungkook’s hair. His other hand cupping Jungkook’s face. Constantly praising Jungkook for how well he was sucking him off. Momentarily feeling a hot flash of anger going through him thinking of Jungkook like this with others. Making him pushed Jungkook’s head a bit forcefully. But Seokjin caught himself. Smiling as he looked into Jungkook's teary eyes. Telling him he loved him as Jungkook began sucking him with renewed vigor.
“Baby…let up…gonna come.” Seokjin warned as he felt his balls tense and that tightness creep up his spine. But Jungkook made a muffled, “Uhh uhh…” sound, clamping down on Seokjin’s dick as he massaged Seokjin’s balls.
Seokjin wouldn’t be able to stop. Not with Jungkook’s ministrations. She he let go, listening to Jungkook struggle to swallow his cum. Expecting him to pull back when it became too much. But Jungkook swallowed it all like a champ. Pulling off with the most smug expression Seokjin had ever seen on his face, Making Seokjin smirk as he pulled Jungkook to his lips by his nape.
They shared a filthy kiss as Jungkook climbed over Seokjin. “You taste so good.” he said shyly taking Seokjin by surprise. “You were so good.” Seokjin said kissing Jungkook’s cheek as he bit his lip making Seokjin kiss him again which progressed to both him and Jungkook marking each other with bites and marks that would be tomorrow’s problem.
“Want you inside me.” Jungkook said, as he lay on his back. His erect cock between Seokjin and him as he felt Seokjin’s erect length on his thigh. “Condom?” Seokjin asked but Jungkook clicked his tongue. “Is that okay?” he asked in turn as Seokjin nodded his head. Reaching for the lube and slathering his hand. Kissing Jungkook as he again fingered him open. Till Jungkook didn’t cry with, “Wanna..wanna come with you.” Making Seokjin smile as he lubed his hand again and took himself in hand, lubing his cock before placing his hand under Jungkook’s knee and pushing his leg up giving him access to his hole.
Both moaned as he breached Jungkook’s entrance. Both taking a moment to savor the sensation. Jungkook’s mouth a little open in wonder as Seokjin pushed though his tightness slowly. Inch by inch. Making his eyes widen when Seokjin bottomed out. His hand slowly going to his abdomen. Gasping on feeling Seokjin there. “So big.” he whispered as Seokjin kissed his forehead, cheeks, nose and lips. “So tight for me. My darling baby.” Seokjin said pulling Jungkook closer so that he was entirely over Jungkook who wrapped his arms around Seokjin’s back. “Move…please…I’m ready.”
Seokjin pulled back smiling at Jungkook in pride as he kissed him hungrily, messily, as he pistoned his hips slowly. Swallowing Jungkook’s moans as he fucking into him. Pulling out till the tip and then pushing all the way in. Making Jungkook gasp and cry and scream. Babbling about how good he felt. How he felt Seokjin so deep. How big Seokjin was. Telling Seokjin how much he loved him.
Something that had Seokjin overwhelmed enough that he too kept telling Jungkook about his love for him while having his head in Jungkook’s neck. Reaching out and hooking his hands under Jungkook’s knees and pushing them up, opening Jungkook up for him.
Rotating his hips and making Jungkook gasp when his prostate was stabbed. Making Seokjin change the angle of this thrust till Jungkook could see stars. Disconnecting him from the world till he was only consumed by Seokjin. His own dick, trapped between Seokjin and him being rubbed till it all got too much.
Jungkook cried as he came. Hot spurt of cum making a mess as he clenched around Seokjin who was relentless. Thrusting through Jungkook’s orgasm as Jungkook wrapped himself around Seokjin. Crying, begging, screaming from pleasure. Holding Seokjin as he came, violently shaking as he emptied himself inside Jungkook.
Both then just held on. Both were shaking. Both shared soft kisses and gentle caresses as their hearts calmed down.
“Happy Valentine's day.” Seokjin said as he kissed Jungkook who smiled into the kiss. Soon they were both laughing. In relief and love.
They made love again when they showered. Jungkook desperate enough to bend over in the shower and Seokjin desperate enough to hold his waist and fuck him hard. Water washing away Jungkook’s cum from the walls and Seokjin’s cum, that dripped out of Jungkook.
“You think the others are still here?” Jungkook wondered as they stepped out of the shower. Both dressed in robes. To think of it, Seokjin really hadn’t cared. Till this moment. “Um…I guess we can check.” He said as Jungkook and he stepped out only to find an empty dorm. However, on the dinner table there was a box of chocolates. The cliche heart shaped ones with a note that read:
Hello lovers,
We couldn’t handle the “Oh Jin hyung…hmmm…right there…” or the “Baby…you’re so tight for me!” Anymore so we decided to go out. Will see you guys later or tomorrow. Hopefully you will be SLEEPING (The 💤 type!) when we return. Also dunno why but Seojin decided to go back to his home? Anyway! Enjoy…but not too much.
Happy Valentine's day!
- Joon, Hobi, Mimi and Tae.
PS: Jin hyung I. TOLD. YOU. SO - Yoongi
Jungkook and Seokjin were both blushing and soon they both burst out laughing. Tumbling into the couch as Seokjin snagged the chocolate box. They spend the next hour feeding each other with random kisses being shared till they both yawned about 7 times each. Finally Seokjin dragged Jungkook to bed. Both brushing their teeth and completing their night routine while kissing and holding each other,
Finally getting into Seokjin’s bed. Exhaustion from all the excitement washing over them as they whispered “I love you’s” between chaste kisses. Holding each other as sleep guided the two into a shared dreamland. Whilst Cupid looked below and smiled. Patting himself on the back for a job well done!