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“The video had shown low quality footage of the BTS members performing quite sensual acts in public. The footage shot by a fan in the crowd was seated close to the idols, allowing them to capture what seemed to be the two pressed close to one another.”
“Jungkook touching Jimin intimately in front of thousands of people?”
“Was this just simple ‘bromance’ between the two or was it something more?”
“Although it cannot be confirmed, it did look like Jungkook had his hand moving back and forth on Jimin’s, well, crotch.”
“BTS’ Jungkook and Jimin: does not care to show respect in public.”
“It’s obvious Jungkook was trying to give Jimin something something!”
"Guess they couldn’t wait ㅋㅋㅋㅋ.”
“No.. they can’t be gay!”
“If only Jin oppa’s chair wasn’t in the way… ah what a shame.”
“Why the hell are they doing that in public? Disgusting.”
Bang Sihyuk slammed the palm on his hand on the table. “Do you see this?”
Jimin and Jungkook looked down at the table, nodding their heads.
“All these articles and comments from netizens are everywhere! This isn’t just some scandal that can go away in a week. Do you know how serious this is?” He exclaimed.
Once again all they did was nod, not making eye contact with the superior figure.
“Look at me. You can do that in public but you can’t look at me properly?”
Jimin and Jungkook lifted their heads, looking at him with blank faces.
“I allowed your relationship because you two promised me there would be no trouble. Now look at this,” he motioned to the TV screen full of commentary, “this is unbelievable.”
Jimin spoke up, “please don’t make us separate!”
Sihyuk narrowed his eyes at Jimin, “I doubt that I can make you two separate. But how are you two going to make up for your careless mistake?”
The boys exchanged hesitant looks and looked down. An unnoticeable smirk appeared on Jungkook’s face though.
“I’m very sorry.” Jungkook said while keeping his eyes on the table.
“Sorry does not fix all of these scandals that are going around!” Sihyuk whipped his finger to the TV and raised his voice.
Jungkook said nothing.
Jimin scratched his neck, looking at Jungkook in concern but couldn’t say anything.
It was silent for a few moments before Sihyuk let out a sigh.
“Jungkook, you can go. Jimin I want to talk to you.” He ordered.
Jungkook stood quickly, doing a bow and giving Jimin wink before darting out.
Jimin stiffened, fixing his posture and looking at Sihyuk.
Sihyuk crossed his arms, eyeing Jimin. “How could you let this happen?”
“I-I tried to stop him but-“
“But you let him anyway?”
Jimin bit his lip, averting his eyes and nodding.
“First you can’t keep your hands off him, then you shamelessly flatter him with your words, and now you let him touch you like that at one of the biggest events in Korea?” His voice became harsher at each word. “Now tell me. Did he touch you sexually like what the fans are saying?”
Jimin gulped, not sure if he should tell the truth but figured it was for the best.
“Yes.”
Bang Sihyuk groaned in sole irritation. “You let that happen. When people were obviously around? You’re older than him! How could you cause this huge scandal?”
Jimin fiddled with his fingers, why was he the one getting most of the scolding?
“I-I’m sorry. I won’t let it happen again I promise.” Jimin looked up at Sihyuk with hopeful eyes.
“You said that last time. How am I supposed to believe you this time? What kind of man are you? You’re supposed to take care of Jungkook.”
Jimin’s eye twitched, “I am but-“
“But nothing. If something like this ever happens again… There will be serious consequences. As in you two might be kicked out of the group.” He threatened.
Jimin gulped and nodded, “yes sir. I’m really sorry this happened.” Jimin mumbled standing and bowing a little before making his exit.
➺
Jimin was walking back to their dorm, giving Jungkook a call.
“Where are you?”
“I’m at the dorms-
“You didn’t wait for me?”
“Sorry boo~” Jungkook cooed.
“Don’t call me that. Are the others there?”
Jungkook was a bit confused at why Jimin didn’t want him calling Jimin that since it was Jimin’s favorite pet name but shrugged it off. “Nope, just me here~”
“Good.” Jimin said before ending the call.
➺
As soon as Jimin opened the door he was greeted with a hug from his boyfriend who was dressed in a baggy shirt that went down to his mid-thigh.
“Jiminie~”
Jimin rolled his eyes, hugging him back for a second before pulling away and taking off his shoes, brushing past Jungkook to his room.
Jungkook pouted, following him to Jimin’s room.
Jimin put his phone on the bedside table, taking off his socks and jewellery. He didn’t say a word to Jungkook.
Jungkook stood there with his toes pointed inward, his index fingers poking each other.
“Jiminie?” Jungkook called out.
No reply.
“..Jiminie?” Jungkook slid to Jimin and back hugged him. “Jiminie what’s wrong?”
Jimin became rigid, “are you really asking me that?” He pulled out of Jungkook’s hold and looked at the boy with anger.
“Is this about the scandal? I’m sorry, but I can make up for it?” Jungkook smiled a little and stepped closer, cupping Jimin’s crotch and rubbing it with his palm.
“Jeon Jungkook.” Jimin said sternly, his hand removing Jungkook’s.
The younger pouted, “what? My boo doesn’t want me? I can make you feel good Jiminie~” He pressed his body against Jimin’s with his hand grasped onto Jimin’s shoulders as he grinded on the older.
Jimin held in a groan, his face twitching a little. “Jeon Jungkook!” Jimin roared, pushing Jungkook away.
Jungkook stumbled back, looking at Jimin with surprised doe eyes. “B-boo-“
“Don’t fucking call me that.”
“But I-I- why-“
“Do you know what I went through? I got scolded even though I hardly did shit!” Jimin flipped, his anger rising, “why am I always the one in trouble! I’m always taking the blame for you.” He began pacing around running his hands through his hair.
Jimin continued, “I told you to fucking stop touching me. Why’d you continue?” He stopped to give Jungkook a grave glare.
Jungkook let out incoherent sounds, looking down at his feet. “I just wanted to have some fun.”
“Oh, you wanted to have some fun huh? I said wait a few minutes until the show was over. But you just had to try and get in my pants. Did you even think twice? Now we are all over the internet and there’s shit thrown all over us.” Jimin made some hand movements for dramatics.
Jungkook sighed and rolled his ankle, “I’m sorry. I- I don’t know how to make it up to you…”
Jimin scoffed, staying silent for a moment as he observed Jungkook from head to toe. “Don’t know how to make it up to me huh..” He stepped forward.
Jungkook looked at him and bit his lip, hoping that they had the same thing in mind.
“Mmm yeah, I have no idea.” He tilted his head to the side and rested his hands on Jimin’s shoulders.
Jimin smirked, knowing exactly what Jungkook wanted but was not about to give it to him. “Are you going to be a good boy for me?”
Jungkook nodded, running his hands down Jimin’s chest. “Of course I’ll be a good boy.”
At that Jimin laughed, sitting down on the bed and pulling Jungkook down with him; the boy bent over on his lap. Jungkook gasped; the older pulling Jungkook’s shirt up to reveal his plump cheeks that was dressed by a red lacy g-string.
“Good boy? Ya right.” Jimin ridiculed before giving Jungkook a spank.
Jungkook let out a little “ah!” His hands clutched the sheets.
Jimin never gave him spanks unless he was truly pissed about something and Jungkook knew more was about to come.
Jimin spanked him once more, “does it hurt?” He spanked Jungkook again.
Jungkook flinched up a little, “n-no it doesn’t.”
“Oh? Should I go harder then?”
“N-n-“
Jimin raised his hand high and brought it down hard onto Jungkook’s ass.
“AH!!” Jungkook’s legs bent as he whimpered, Jimin putting Jungkook’s legs back down.
“Aww, is it too hard?”
“Y-yes,” Jungkook wiggled his butt.
“Well that’s too bad isn’t it? Bad boys don’t deserve light spankings.” Jimin smirked, raising his hand up and spanking Jungkook hard; continuing to spank him.
Jungkook emitted continuous whimpers, his body flinching a bit at each thrash of Jimin’s hand. Tears piled at the corner of his eyes as the burning on his cheeks raised. He didn’t say anything however, believing he deserved the punishment.
Jimin soon stopped, rubbing his warm hand over Jungkook’s plumpness. “You okay?” He asked as he looked at the dark red mark on Jungkook’s ass.
When Jungkook didn’t answer he gave Jungkook’s ass a squeeze, “answer me.”
“Yes I’m fine.” Jungkook said and slowly sat up; his shirt slowly falling to place.
“Good. Because I’m not done.” He chuckled sinisterly.
Jungkook widened his eyes, fluttering his lashes.
Jimin hurled Jungkook up and tossed him in the middle of the bed.
“Take off your shirt.” Jimin ordered.
Jungkook slowly tugged off his shirt, tossing it to the side and sitting on his calves with his legs spread a little; waiting for Jimin’s next command.
“On all fours.”
Jungkook bit his lip, going on all fours and sticking his butt up a little; staring at Jimin with an innocent look.
“Don’t give me that look. I’m not going easy on you Jungkookie,” he winked, going to the bedside table to lube up his hardened cock that Jungkook eyed; licking his lips.
Jungkook had thought that he would just come over there to fuck him hard but apparently Jimin had something extra in mind when he disappeared for a moment, coming back with handcuffs and something else that Jungkook couldn’t see clearly.
Jimin put the handcuffs on Jungkook; who stared at them with big eyes. “You never used handcuffs before..”
“Well I’m using them now.” Jimin shifted behind Jungkook and placed the other small item beside him, grabbing onto Jungkook’s hips and tugging him back to him, the boy being lifted off the sheets for a split second.
Jungkook whimpered in shock.
Jimin hummed, his hands rubbing Jungkook’s cheeks in slow circles.
“Jimin-“
“You refer to me as hyung like a good boy.” He gave one hard spank to Jungkook’s right cheek.
“Ah-hah h-hyung hyung!” Jungkook flinched.
“Mmm good.”
Jimin held onto Jungkook’s hips firmly and slammed his cock fully into Jungkook, not giving him time to adjust.
Jungkook screamed, his hands holding onto each other as he was stretched out by Jimin’s impressive size.
Jimin took a hold of Jungkook’s hair, pulling his head up as he leaned over to say by Jungkook’s ear, “how does it feel?” Jimin growled.
Jungkook moaned, “f-feels good.”
“You like when I’m rough with you baby?”
Jungkook tried to nod but only had his hair tugged on, “yes yes hyung!”
Jimin pulled back, plowing Jungkook’s head into the mattress muffing his moans. Jungkook’s position was sexy; his face buried into the mattress with his cuffed hands above his head, his ass up for Jimin. “I’m going to make sure that pretty hole of yours is stretched out for me.” Jimin uttered, smacking Jungkook’s cheek lightly.
Jungkook mewled against the mattress, letting Jimin pound into his ass like he was some kind of fuck toy.
His legs began quivering, his moans loud enough to be heard even against the mattress and his body stiffening; signaling he was about to come.
That’s when Jimin pulled out.
Jimin let go of Jungkook’s hip and hair, smirking down at Jungkook as he flipped the younger over onto his back. “Think I’d let you come so easily?”
Jungkook frowned, letting out a whimper, wanting to cry. “I want to come…”
“Do bad boys deserve to come?”
Jungkook pouted glaring at Jimin trying to look scary but it only came to look like a cute bunny.
“Aww I’m so scared,” Jimin said sarcastically. “Answer me,” he slapped Jungkook’s inner thigh.
Jungkook whimpered and shook his head, “bad boys don’t deserve to come…”
Jimin smiled smugly at the dominance he felt, his cock twitching for more.
“And what do bad boys deserve?”
“Punishment…” Jungkook averted his eyes with an innocent look.
Jimin licked his lips, “that innocent look of yours only makes me want to fuck you hard.. and wipe that look off your face.” He spreads Jungkook’s legs wider. “Look at you wearing my favorite piece of lingerie; you knew I’d fuck you.” He tsked.
“I didn’t think you’d punish me like this Jimi-“ He stopped himself, putting his hand over his mouth.
Jimin turned serious, “sorry, what was that?” His eyes darkened, pulling off Jungkook’s g-string and throwing it elsewhere.
“I-I meant h-hyung!” Jungkook panicked.
“You better have meant hyung, baby boy.” Jimin held onto Jungkook’s legs and bucked his hips into the boy’s hole, powerfully thrusting in and out of him.
Jungkook’s back curved upwards screaming out in both pain and pleasure. His slick pink lips parted open; noises coming out at each thrust Jimin initiated. He was beginning to sweat a little, his skin glistening beautifully.
“H-hy-uh-ah- hy-ung!!” Jungkook managed to utter.
Jungkook was a moaning mess.
He put his hands on Jimin’s chest, making eye contact with him. Jimin took one hand off of Jungkook’s leg to put Jungkook’s cuffed hands above his head.
“No touching.” Jimin demanded.
Jungkook obeyed. He kept his hands above his head and grasped onto the sheets for dear life. He still looked into Jimin’s eyes, biting onto his lip to muffle some of his noises. That only earned him more punishment.
“Why are you holding in your sexy noises huh? Do you think I like that?” Jimin slapped Jungkook’s inner thigh. “I want to hear you. Let hyung hear his baby.”
Jungkook whimpered, his teeth letting go of his lip and mewling.
Jimin smirked, giving Jungkook another slap on the thigh and plowing his cock into Jungkook to make sure he had the boy screaming. He had his hands stuck to Jungkook’s thighs making sure he was spread for him, his strong grip most likely leaving a bruise after.
Jimin groaned in pleasure, Jungkook’s body jumping a little at his thrusts. Jimin arched his hips up a bit for that angle that got his cock hitting Jungkook’s prostate.
“R-right there!!!” Jungkook bellowed as his head rolled back into the mattress.
It didn’t take long for Jungkook to gain back that feeling of his climax coming on, his body stiffening as his moans lingered a bit longer.
“I’m gonna come soon!“
Jimin slowed down his thrusts and reached behind him to get the small item, wrapping it around the base of Jungkook’s shaft.
The younger whipped his head to look down to his shaft to see a cock ring. “N-no!!!” He whined shaking his head at his second denied orgasm. “I want to come!”
Jimin narrowed his eyes down at him, “you don’t decide when you get to come, sweetie.”
Jungkook wanted to throw a fit, “but I want to come!”
“You come when I allow you.” Jimin said sternly and struck Jungkook’s inner thigh.
Jungkook whimpered, hesitating for a moment before nodding his head.
Jimin smiled at the submission, his hand wrapping around Jungkook’s neck and holding him down; his other on the boy’s hip.
“You be a good boy for hyung now.” Jimin sneered.
Jungkook could only moan in response. Jimin started fucking him without mercy and although Jungkook liked getting what he wanted all the time he was always turned on by the older’s prodigious dominance. Jimin groaned, tightening his hold on Jungkook’s neck; making the boy bring his hands to hold onto Jimin’s wrist and he didn’t say anything about Jungkook touching him only looking at the boy with lust.
Jungkook wanted to come. He wanted to come so bad. He was beginning to leak endlessly with cum; his length begging for release. Jungkook let out moans and pitiful whimpers, whining for his orgasm.
“Hyung!” Jungkook wailed, tears prickling at the corner of his eyes.
Jimin hummed, fucking the boy harder and drilling into his prostate; making the boy suffer a bit more.
“You look so good like this,” Jimin complimented, liking how vulnerable Jungkook looked under Jimin’s hold; Jungkook’s tears threatening to fall and his moans becoming higher.
Jungkook was desperate for his release and to feel Jimin’s warm thick cum to paint his walls.
He was very desperate.
“Please let me come! Please!” Jungkook cried out, the tears finally falling down his cheeks.
“Hmm.. that’s not enough.” Jimin tried to stall a little.
Jungkook howled, “wh-what- please- please!”
Jimin moved his hips faster feeling his high come on, “please what? What’s the magic word?” He let out a breathy moan and choked Jungkook just a little; not too hard to block his air pathway.
“Agh-“ Jungkook retched, “p-please hyung! Please hyungie I want to come!” Jungkook pleaded frantically; his cock twitching; cum pooling on his abdomen.
Jimin didn’t respond for a few seconds before ripping off the cock ring; letting go of Jungkook’s neck and resting his hands on each side of the boy. His fingers curled into the sheets and came into him; shooting his cum deep inside. “Fuck!” Jimin roared out as he let his seeds fill Jungkook to the brim.
“HYUNG!!!” Jungkook screamed out at the feeling of his restricted cock becoming free; loads of cum spurting all over himself and some got on Jimin.
He came pleasurably loving the feeling of Jimin’s sperm filling him up, the big cock thrusting in and out of him steadily as they both rode out their climaxes.
“Ahh shit. Fuck baby you are so good,” Jimin moaned, ending the punishment there and leaning down to paint yet another bruise on Jungkook’s neck.
Jungkook couldn’t say anything, still moaning a little and in a daze. He took his cuffed hands to link them around Jimin and breathed heavily letting Jimin gain access to his neck.
Jimin left a bruise in the crook of Jungkook’s neck and caressed his sides; running his hands down Jungkook’s body down to his thighs. Jungkook breathed out and rolled his body up onto Jimin’s smearing the cum on his body on Jimin as well.
“Bad boy.” Jimin pulled away; Jungkook lifting his hands. The older smiled down at him as he cupped Jungkook’s cheek. “You okay?” His eyes trailed down to the red mark on Jungkook’s neck.
Jungkook nodded, “yes I’m okay.”
Jimin gave Jungkook a chaste kiss before pulling away from his body completely, slapping Jungkook’s thigh lightly; his hand brushing across the skin.
“Are you going to be a good boy from now on?” Jimin asked.
“I will try- but I can’t promise anything hyung~”
The older tsked shaking his head. “Of course.” He chuckled and went to get the keys for the handcuffs as well as some tissue paper and his phone.
Jimin wiped the cum off himself and off of Jungkook, also getting some that drizzled out of Jungkook’s hole. He unlocked the handcuffs and there were little red stripes across Jungkook’s wrists but the younger reassured that it was a pleasant pain.
“Look at all these marks on you. Yet you still look so beautiful.” Jimin traced Jungkook’s red marks and bruises with his finger.
“Mmmm,” Jungkook spread his legs a bit more, “thank you.”
Jimin licked his lips, getting his phone and swiping up to the camera to record a video.
He kneeled by the bed to record Jungkook’s stretched hole.
“Ahhh. Look how well I stretched this pretty pink hole of yours.” Jimin ran his finger around the muscle.
Jungkook looked down at him as he took his finger to his mouth; slightly biting on the tip of his finger. “Mmm.”
Jimin stood and rested his knee on the bed and took his phone a bit closer to Jungkook.
“Oh~ Pretty.”
Jungkook winked, biting on his finger with his smile. “Hyungie~” He moaned teasingly.
“Augh,” Jimin pulled the phone away a bit, “you’ll make me hard again.”
“Oh no,” Jungkook faked a gasp, “that will be bad!~” He covered his privates with his hands and arched his back biting his lip.
Jimin ended it there thinking it was a good shot. He threw the phone to the side and hovered over the boy. “Why are you like this huh? You make me frustrated in all types of ways.”
Jungkook chuckled, wrapping his arms around Jimin and pulling him down to hug him.
“I love you Jiminie hyung!”
“Mm. I love you too baby.”
➺
Jimin got up to put all the toys and trash away then going to find some clothes for himself; expecting Jungkook to get up to find his own.
As Jimin put on some boxers and grey sweatpants a voice sounded:
“..Boo…”
“Yes bunny?” Jimin turned to Jungkook who was the still lying on his back.
“I can’t really move…” He said feeling kind of embarrassed, averting his eyes.
Jimin smiled brightly with his eyes chuckling as he went to get some underwear, booty shorts and a low cut shirt for Jungkook to wear.
Jungkook caught the pieces of clothing and gave Jimin a look, “you just had to pick my booty shorts and this shirt out of all things?”
Jimin grinned, “of course! Also… I want everyone to see the ‘art’ I made on your skin.” The older sent Jungkook a smirk that had Jungkook blushing.