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“I’m just never going to get it. Let’s just go back,” Jungkook whines, laying in the snow with a resolute “hmph!”
It wasn’t his idea to go snowboarding. He had offered to go because he knows that Jin likes it. Jungkook never would’ve gotten himself into such an embarrassing situation in front of his crush; it makes him a bit insecure, being in his twenties and unable to get himself down the bunny hill without falling. Meanwhile, the ten-year-olds fly past him while he’s still trying to get back on two feet.
Jin chuckles at his pouting, offering a hand. “C’mon, you’re good at everything; I’m sure you’ll pick it up in no time. Just give it a few more tries.”
Jungkook was, in fact, not good at everything. As he hauls himself up (with Jin’s help) he hides his warm cheeks behind his scarf as Jin straps him back into his board. Maybe the snowboarding was a complete failure, but with Jin rushing to his aid every few moments, he was certainly succeeding in spending time with him (even if it was at the expense of his pride).
Jungkook takes a wistful look back at the lodge where he knew the fireplace was in full blaze and a nice, warm meal was waiting. “Are you sure you don’t want to take a break?” he murmurs.
“Give up, you mean?” Jin smiles and claps Jungkook once on the back. “C’mon, we’re only staying tonight and the sun will go down soon. “I’ll wait for you at the bottom. Remember what I said, okay? Don’t lean forward too much or you’ll fall.”
“Okay…”
Jin swings his board around and takes off easily, gliding down to the base of the hill. Jungkook shifts around nervously until he’s steady enough and kicks off. He wobbles for a few moments, but is able to cut across the hill. When it’s time to start turning, he panics and falls flat on his back. He slides down the rest of the hill unceremoniously.
Jin stares down at him with his hands on his hips. “Well, it was better.”
“… No need to flatter me. I know it was awful.”
Jin picks him up beneath the arms and hauls him to his feet. “Let’s go over everything from the beginning again.”
“I’m getting worse? ”
“No, no,” Jin rushes to reassure him. “I just think that it would be beneficial to go over the form again. C’mon, I’ll carry your board.”
Jungkook trudges up the hill after Jin. It was hard not to feel discouraged, but at least Jin still had faith in him.
Good to know I’m not making a complete fool of myself.
Back at the top of the hill, Jin straps Jungkook into his board again. “Okay, now bend your knees - yep.”
Jungkook follows his instructions, turning red as Jin moves closer.
“And angle your hips like this,” he says, guiding Jungkook’s waist. Jungkook blushes harder as he accidentally leans back into Jin’s body.
“Sorry-”
“It’s okay. You’ve got it. Give it a try again. I’ll be right there with you.”
It was no surprise that the next time is just as pitiful as the one before it. Jungkook is completely unfocused now, unable to get rid of the warm feeling he got when Jin’s hands were on him. Once he tumbles to the base of the hill again, he stops Jin before he can ask for another round.
“I’m holding you back, hyung. Why don’t you go down a few times on your own?”
“But-”
“I can watch you and look at your form,” Jungkook offers, hoping this would persuade him. “Besides, I really need a break after that last run, hyung,” he adds, rubbing his back.
Jin reluctantly obliges him. “Well, okay. Just a few times. If you get bored, let me know and we’ll get back at it.”
Jungkook takes a seat on a bench outside the lodge with a sigh. He unzips his jacket a bit, hoping the cold will bring him to his senses.
It takes a few minutes, but after a while, Jungkook squints, picking out Jin’s coat up on the hill. He was obviously a good teacher, but seeing him in his element, it’s clear that he’s a natural. He glides easily downhill, weaving between other skiers and boarders.
On his second run, he starts to gain more confidence, his speed and difficult maneuvers attracting the admiration of other people watching. He always remembers to give Jungkook a wave at the bottom, but by his fourth time down the slope, a group of onlookers have huddled in front of Jungkook’s spot on the bench for the best view.
“Hey,” Jungkook pouts, but the protest is drowned out as the small crowd cheers in admiration.
Jin laughs as he reaches the bottom of the hill, trying to shoo the people away, but they bombard him with questions - “How’d you learn to snowboard like that?” “Why haven’t I seen you here before?” “Have you tried the trick hill?” “Do you have time to give me lessons? What about time to grab dinner?”
Jungkook shoulders through the crowd, grumbling out a few nicer versions of “back off.” He grabs Jin by the arm and hauls him away.
“Sorry, JK. I didn’t realize you wanted to go again,” Jin says apologetically.
“It’s fine. Let’s just go back. I’m hungry anyway.”
Jin frowns, but seeing as the sun has set now, there’s no point in arguing. They return their gear and grab a bite at the lodge before heading back to their room. Jungkook hasn’t said much, unable to sort out his conflicting feelings. Watching Jin snowboard all cool like that, plus his sincere offer to teach Jungkook was going right to his head. Jin had to like him a little bit, right?
But then again, how could he like someone who was such a failure, who got jealous at the simplest thing..?
“Hey,” Jin says, patting Jungkook’s back. “You know, if you want to get up early, we probably have time to hit the slopes again before we have to check out of our room.”
Jungkook doesn’t answer. “...Do you want to shower first, hyung?” he asks quietly.
Jin gives him a sympathetic smile. “You did good out there, you know. It was your first time. It’s bound to be rough.”
Jungkook half-heartedly returns the smile before nudging Jin’s arm. “I’ll shower first then.”
“Why don’t we go together, like old times?” Jin suggests. “I’m practically half frozen by now. You can help warm me up.”
Jungkook blushes furiously, hugging his coat to his chest. “You’re… serious?”
“Why wouldn’t I be? I’m your hyung. C’mon, let’s make it quick.” Jin doesn’t leave much room for protesting, and Jungkook is cold too. Besides, it would be a lie that he didn’t want to shower with him, even if his racing heart is telling him it’s a bad idea.
When Jungkook enters the bathroom, Jin’s clothes are already piled on the floor and steam pours from over the top of the shower curtain. Swallowing hard, Jungkook pulls off his layers and hugs himself, tentatively pulling back the curtain to step inside.
Jin has his back to him, water dripping down the muscled expanse of his back. He slides his hands through his hair, the same hands that had gripped Jungkook’s waist on the hill…
“Hey, close the curtain, you’re letting the cold air in,” Jin says, looking over his shoulder. “Wah, Jungkook,” he says suddenly. “You’ve grown up.”
Jungkook hurriedly shut the curtain. “Thanks…” he mumbles shyly. But escaping Jin isn’t that easy.
“I knew you were tall but I was thinking it was just your snow boots.”
“I just saw you last week, hyung…”
“And your muscles? Wah… your bicep is as big as my head.” Jin punctuates his observation by squeezing Jungkook’s arm. He wonders if this is Jin’s way of making him feel better.
Well, it was certainly making him feel something,
“Just let me shower, hyung,” Jungkook mumbles, blushing as he nudges Jin out of the way. He underestimated how little room there was in the shower, having to steady Jin by his waist so he wouldn’t slip. “Careful,” he warned.
But Jin’s childish side had been unleashed. As Jungkook tries to wash his hair, Jin prods him between the ribs or on the back of his thighs, making comments about how cool and strong he looks.
“Cut it out,” Jungkook whines, trying to swat him away. “This is why I don’t shower with you anymore.”
“Are you sure that’s the only reason?”
Jungkook hesitates. He’s about to ask Jin what he means when two hands slide around his waist. “I know you like it,” Jin murmurs.
Jungkook isn’t exactly sure how to take Jin’s comment. He bites his lip, trying not to say anything to give himself away. He turns to look at Jin over his shoulder, his heart racing so fast it’s trying to escape from his chest.
“What about you? …Do you like it, hyung?”
Jin looks at him with wide eyes. Then, he smiles. “I-”
Jungkook doesn’t know what comes over him. He finishes turning around, grasps Jin’s wrists, and kisses him. Jin is frozen for a few moments, then he relaxes, parting his lips. Jungkook kisses him deeper, holding his face.
By the time they have the sense to leave the shower, Jin and Jungkook are both breathless but unwilling to part from the other for long. They attempt to dry themselves off before they’re kissing again, making their way to the bed.
“In… my bag… the side pocket,” Jin murmurs.
Jungkook is loath to part, but he follows Jin’s directions. He’s not sure what he's even grabbing until he looks at the box of condoms in his hands in shock. “You brought this with you?”
Jin looks away, sheepish. His lips are shiny and red. “Well, yeah. When you asked me to come here like this… I thought it was a date. I didn’t know your expectations but, you know. Inviting me here, alone. Sharing a bed, showering together … I mean, haven’t we been seeing each other like this for a while?”
Jungkook is stunned. “Hyung thinks we’re dating?”
“… You don’t want to be?”
Of course he wants to be. “Yeah, no, I…” he mumbles softly. His mind jumps back to that group of onlookers. “I mean, yes. Yes, I want to date. I… I want hyung to be mine. Only mine .”
Jin blinks a few times at the sudden confession, the tips of his ears bright red. “When you say things like this…” his gaze drifts away.
Jungkook’s not too dense to understand. He approaches the bed, crawling over Jin. “Hyung, you must’ve really wanted to sleep together.”
It’s Jin’s turn to be dumbfounded by Jungkook’s boldness. Thoroughly embarrassed, he turns away, his face bright red. “Well- I-” he stammers.
Jungkook covers his mouth. “Don’t worry, hyung. I’ll make it good for you.”
Jin doesn’t need any more reassurance. He pulls Jungkook toward him, wanting to be kissed, but Jungkook keeps Jin’s mouth covered. He kisses his neck a few times before biting it experimentally. Jungkook can feel his sharp intake of breath. He nearly smirks.
“I’ve been wanting hyung for so long,” he admits, kissing down Jin’s chest tenderly. “I’ve always thought that hyung is so handsome, and charming too…” Jungkook rambles, unable to hold back his excitement. Where he was cold before has been completely replaced by heat, burning under his skin, making everything - even his thoughts - urgent and desperate. “You were so cool today,” he murmurs.
He glimpses up at Jin, his flushed face spurring Jungkook on. It was clear the praise is getting to him. He lets his hands trail over Jin’s body - his sides, his legs, his chest - and leaves a kiss or two in the places he’s particularly fond of. “Your waist, it’s so slim…” Jungkook says, almost like he’s in a daze. He holds it, swallowing hard. There were many times he’d thought about holding Jin like this, thrusting up into him… “Will you let me put it in, hyung?”
Maybe the box of condoms was proof enough, but Jungkook wanted to hear those words. “Say you want it, hyung. Say you want me.”
“Where did you learn to be like this…” Jin murmurs. Then, softer, he relents. “I want you…”
Jungkook kisses him deeply, but cuts his kiss short after a few moments. He can’t wait any longer, his hard cock aching for friction.
Jin looks hesitant, but Jungkook does his best to reassure him, going slow despite the pressure from his own body. Once he’s inside of him, it’s like his mind goes blank. Words he would only think of as shameful come spilling out of him without reservation.
“Fuck, you’re tight… How does it feel to be mine, hyung?”
Jin whimpers, half from pleasure, half from surprise. He looks at Jungkook like he’s an entirely new person - but not at all like he’s displeased with what he sees.
Jungkook holds Jin’s waist and starts to thrust into him. He may not have been very good at snowboarding, but it’s clear by Jin’s dazed expression that he’s rather good at this.
He slows down, wanting to give him the chance to speak, but when he does, Jin pulls at him. “H-Harder,” he stammers out. “Don’t stop. Please, don’t stop,” he begs.
It’s rare to see his hyung so content to be at a loss for words, so Jungkook eagerly obliges him. He thrusts hard inside him, holding his waist tight. “Hyung, any harder and you won’t be able to take it,” he murmurs. Jin moans as his reply. Jungkook’s not sure whether to interpret it as agreement or not, so he leans down, whispering to Jin. “What do you think? Can you take more?”
Jin doesn’t answer for a few moments. Finally, he manages, “Take … off…”
“Hm?”
“Take it off…” Jin says louder, clearer. “I wanna feel you…” he mumbles. He covers his face, muffling his admission, “I want your cum.”
Jungkook tries not to let the shock get to him, but those words fill him with a sudden urgency. He’s careful as he pulls out but swiftly takes the condom off. He flips Jin over, pushing him down into the mattress as he re-enters him, one hand on the back of his neck. This way, he envelops him completely, replacing his hand with a few light kisses. The feeling of being inside him is warmer and hotter than before. So hot it’s practically begging to drive Jungkook crazy. “Hyung… you feel so good,” he breathes, thrusting hard into him. “Fuck, you’re so good for me. Do you want me to make you mine?”
Jin whimpers in reply, murmuring a few things that sound like words. Jungkook kisses the back of his neck as he thrusts deep into him, letting the desperation of his orgasm drive him on. He moans as he fucks Jin hard, spilling his cum inside.
Jin reaches back, touching Jungkook’s leg gently.
Jungkook flushes (he could’ve stayed inside him forever), then grasps Jin’s waist to steady himself, making sure to pull out gently. “Fuck… Sorry, hyung,” Jungkook murmurs, mostly to himself, looking at the mess they made between them. “Do you think it’s too late to call for housekeeping?”
Jin laughs softly, with considerable effort. “You really…” He doesn’t finish his thought, rolling over on his side. “I’m gonna be so sore tomorrow. You couldn’t take it easy on a first timer?”
“Tch. Like hyung was taking it easy on me earlier?” Jungkook reminds him, getting up to grab a towel. He cleans them both up before laying at Jin’s side. “I’ll be more gentle next time if you want. But I think you kind of liked it.”
Jin clicked his tongue in annoyance. “Mm.”
Jungkook was back to being shy again, his cheeks red as he pulled Jin in for a hug. “Do you still want to try to teach me again tomorrow? I’d be willing to give it another shot…”
“Are you kidding?” Jin gives Jungkook a brief kiss before wrapping himself up in the sheet. “I’ll be lucky if I can even walk tomorrow…”