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The first thing to register in Seokjin's mind is warm and body. He's so warm right now. And there's a body pressed right up against his back, Jungkook's breath brushing lightly against his neck. Jin opened his eyes to the sight of his curtains wide open; letting the moonlight shine inside and a small ache at his lower back. Slowly turning over, he was greeted by a messy-faced Jungkook with a small line of drool coming from the corner of his slightly open mouth. He felt a small ache in his chest where he was sure his heart was. Jungkook was too cute. Well, when he wasn't being an absolute brat to him or being whoever the fuck he was when he was fucking him a few hours ago.
Jin felt the familiar heat settle in him, willing his body not to respond to his downright filthy thoughts about the man in front of him. He did not think his body could take another pounding like it just did. They still had to go back to work on Monday so he knew he needed to rest his body; even if all he wanted was to have Jungkook inside him all the time. Feeling hot, Jin decided to take his clothes off and maybe play with himself a little to fight off the edge. Laying down next to Jungkook, he removed all his clothes and slowly reached down towards his hole. Grabbing the end of the butt plug, he pulled it out before pushing it back in making Jin moan out loud. Frightened, he quickly looked at Jungkook, sighing in relief when he saw that Jungkook was still sleeping.
Biting his lip, Jin went back to playing with the butt plug, trying in vain to keep all his sounds in so he wouldn't wake Jungkook. He spent the next few minutes, fucking himself on his butt plug; his imagination somehow enough to get him off. Jin thought of the way Jungkook fucked him. The way he gripped his hips. The way he almost seemed feral as he fucked Jin from behind. Jin's mind soon wandered to a few months ago when Jungkook and he had been playing around. Jungkook had suddenly lifted Jin into his arms; carrying him around the practice room. At that time, Jin whined and tried to push himself away from Jungkook but really, he was practically begging himself to not get hard. Let's just say that Jin fully appreciated how strong and muscular Jungkook was. Jin moaned loudly as he hit that spot inside him, not caring at all if he woke Jungkook now. He just wanted, no, needed to cum. Jin gripped his dick, frantically moving his hand up and down, desperately chasing that high while he continued to fuck himself.
"F-fuck Jungkook!" He whined. Even when Jungkook was doing nothing to him, all he could think about was the younger and how much he desperately wanted him. To the point where it almost felt like a physical ache.
Letting go of his dick, Jin hazardedly started pulling at his nipples, desperate for that orgasm at this point but not wanting to stop fucking himself. Jin registered his whines and moans and Jungkook's name constantly falling from his lips. He knew he was being loud but he didn't care. All he wanted was to cum. He was at the cusp of falling over the edge when a hand gripped his dick; stopping his orgasm in time. Jin sobbed out loud as he wrenched his eyes open, only to be met with Jungkook's dark gaze slowly wandering up and down his body.
Jin unconsciously licked his lips, "Ju-Jungkook," he hurriedly let go of the butt plug and tried to close his legs only to be stopped by a look from the younger. "I-I, sorry, was I being too loud? I didn't mean to wake you."
Jungkook had been enjoying his sleep when background noise registered in his mind. Not wanting to wake yet, he attempted to go back to sleep and was almost successful until he heard his name being called or more like whined. He knew this sound. This voice. He had just heard it in his ear a few hours ago. Jin. Slowly, he felt his mind and body start to wake; eyes fighting to open. When finally got his eyes open, he was greeted by a sight that instantly alerted him. Jin, naked and fucking himself with his butt plug. He was in awe. A small part of him thought that maybe it was all a dream. That he and Jin hadn't fucked. That he hadn't cum inside him. But just looking at the elder on the bed next to him, he knew that he hadn't dreamt everything. The two of them had fucked only a few hours ago. And from the heat in his body and the sight of Jin, they were going to be fucking again. Very soon.
"Naughty, naughty Jin," JK squeezed his fist around his cock making Jin moan out loud. "I thought you said you wanted to be good for me but here you are, fucking yourself right next to me while I was sleeping."
Jungkook climbed on top of the elder, using one of his hands to pin his wrists above his head and leaning down til they were nose to nose. "Couldn't wait for me, baby?"
Jin sobbed, whines falling from his lips and quite literally humped against the man above him. "Jungkook, please. Fuck me. I want you."
The younger smirked as he watched his hyung get more and more desperate; his hips constantly moving as he desperately chased his climax. "Hmmm, I think you can do better than that," Jungkook pressed a kiss to his sweaty brow. "Besides why should I reward you for being naughty?"
Jin spluttered, desperately trying to think of a way to get JK to fuck him but his mind was mush. All he could think was please, please, please and fuck me, fuck me, fuck me. Jungkook watched as his hyung became more and more desperate, unknowingly muttering his filthy thoughts out loud for Jungkook to hear. He couldn't make out a lot of what was being said but he did pick up the words fuck me and against the door. Jungkook froze, wondering if that was something that his hyung was into. The more the younger thought about lifting his hyung into his arms and fucking him against the door, the more appealing he found it.
Jungkook cut off Jin's whining and spluttering with a passionate kiss, Jungkook practically eating the sounds Jin made from his mouth. Pulling back, Jungkook whispered, "Beg me Jin," Jin looked into Jungkook's smouldering gaze as the other licked his lips while staring at him. "Beg me. Beg me to pull you into my arms and fuck you against your bedroom door. Beg me or you're getting nothing from me."
The younger watched Jin pout while looking away, muttering under his breath. Jungkook asked if he was okay only for his hyung to huff before meeting his eyes again. "What if I don't want you to fuck me against my bedroom door?"
He chuckled, "Where would you like me to fuck you then? The bed? The floor? All of the above?"
Jin smirked, making butterflies erupt in his stomach. "No, I definitely want you to fuck me against a door but I think I would prefer the front door," Jungkook's hold on his wrists tightened minutely. "Give my neighbours something to listen to." Obviously, they knew that Jin had no neighbours that could potentially hear him; it was only him on this floor after all but, it was the thought that counted.
Jungkook snarled as he pulled the elder up and into his lap, pressing his lips against Jin's. The pair seemed almost needier than that first time as they frantically ground against each other, trying to chase that high but nothing seemed to be enough. "Jungkook, hurry. Hurry." Jin urged him to hurry up so that they could move this from the bed to the front door but it seemed like Jungkook was determined to leave his marks all over his neck like he didn't already leave marks before.
After whining for a few more minutes, Jungkook finally removed Jin from his lap, stood up and then pulled the elder back into his arms, frantically kissing each other. Clothes were quickly removed and thrown somewhere in Jin's room as they made out, hands roaming over their bodies. They were making out feverishly when Jungkook pulled Jin into his arms with Jin wrapping his legs around his waist and his arms around his neck. Seokjin cursed mentally, hating terribly how much it turned him on to see Jungkook's strength first-hand thanks to the time he spent working out at the gym.
Pulling away from their kiss, Jin eyed Jungkook's muscles as they rippled and flexed while they adjusted to his body weight. A small moan escaped his lips as he slowly caressed Jungkook's shoulders, chest and arms, biting his lip as he finally thought about all those nights he had thought of him and the younger in this exact position. Kissing Jin again, Jin's back later met the hard surface of the bedroom door, a groan escaping his lips. It was hard to resist deepening the kiss. They were so close to each other and their hands were holding each other as if their lives depended on it and their mouths were only good for exploring each other. The tip of Jungkook's tongue asked for access, and Seokjin knew that would be the end of him. His legs were trembling despite actively responding as well, and he was thankful that Jungkook was largely holding him up because otherwise, he would have been a puddle on the floor already.
It was sexy. It was passionate. It was absolutely fucking with their minds.
When they parted ways again, Jin smirked at the almost drunk look on Jungkook's face. "Hyung-" Jungkook whimpered again. "J-Jin," he called out to him almost reverently as if Jungkook had been praying for Jin all his life, only for his prayers to finally be answered by him.
Seokjin gasped, feeling Jungkook's fingers at his entrance slowly pulling his butt plug out. "Yah! W-wait unt-" Jungkook roughly pushed the butt plug back in his hole as Jin whimpered. "W-We haven't even made it out of my bedroom yet."
Jungkook smirked, "Aish, don't complain like you don't like it, hyung."
Pouting, Jin slapped Jungkook on his back making the both of them laugh at how shocked JK looked. Smirking, Jungkook pulled the butt plug out again before fucking it back in, making his hyung moan loudly. Jin was too far gone at this point to care as he fucked himself on the butt plug, hips moving frantically as he tried to find that spot inside him again. "I don't think we're gonna make it to the front door, hyung. Just let me fuck you here."
At this point, Jin didn't care if they fucked against the front door, his bedroom door or anywhere, so long as they fucked. That's all he wanted. The elder nodded at his dongsaeng as Jungkook yanked the butt plug out of him, replacing it with his fingers. They both moaned at the feeling while Jungkook quite literally could feel how desperate he was becoming. Jin was still full of his cum, not even cleaning himself when he first woke up like he had become known to be like. Jin didn't like being dirty and yet, he was literally fucking himself using Jungkook's cum as lube. "Fuck," Jungkook muttered under his breath. "So pretty my Jinnie. Always so pretty."
Hearing these praises makes Jin’s eyelids drop and shivers erupt across his feverish body. Mumblings and mindless rambling are the only things Jin can think of. He hadn't even known that he was crying, tears escaping from his eyes at the overwhelming pleasure Jungkook's fingers were bringing him. "Sshhhh baby," Jungkook whispered in his ear. "No more crying, hyung." Plush lips on his forehead, nose, chin, and cheeks, kissing the tears away, whispering praises and praises and more praises still, until Seokjin stops crying.
"Gonna fuck you now, ok baby?" Nodding in acceptance, all Jin could do was cling and cling and cling to the man in front of him. Jungkook lined his cock up with his entrance and when did he even lube himself up is what Jin was thinking before pushing in causing them both to moan out loud.
Jin's eyes were closed shut, waiting for the blinding pleasure of Jungkook fucking him but he got nothing. "W-What's happening?" Jin opened his eyes only to be met by the sight of the younger smirking at him. "You didn't think that I was gonna forget, did you? Beg me to pull you into my arms and fuck you against your bedroom door, remember? Beg me or you're getting nothing from me."
"And I meant it. Beg or neither of us are getting off." Jin whined about how mean JK was to him. Jungkook simply smiled and tilted his head, trying to appear innocent but Jin knew what he really was. A brat. A demon who was literally inside him but wouldn't fuck him unless he begged for it. And he would beg him. Of course, he was going to beg him. Jin wasn't dense enough to think that if he didn't beg him that he would still fuck him anyway. Jin knew that it was either to beg him or stay hard with no relief.
"Please," he pleaded. "Please Jungkook."
Jungkook hummed as JK peppered Jin’s face with soft kisses. "You can do better, can't you?"
His hyung's face got red with embarrassment as he dazedly looked around them before finally meeting Jungkook's eyes. "Please give it to me. Please JK, please fuck me," Jin literally pouted. Vulnerability seeped into his voice. "I've, I've earned it, right?“
"Don't worry baby," JK replied, brushing away more of Jin's tears. "You've earned it. Such a good boy, Jinnie." And once again Jin moaned at being called a good boy. Leaning all of his and Jin's weight against the door, Jungkook pulled out before fucking inside Jin again.
Jin squealed as Jungkook set a slow but deep pace. "Fuck," Jungkook moans, thrusting deep as he bottomed out again. "So perfect, baby. Always so perfect."
They spent the next few minutes lost in the feeling of each other. The last time they fucked had been fast, desperate and almost feral in nature as they both lost themselves to their passion. This time was a lot slower, almost as if they were savouring this moment together. Jungkook watched as his hyung let out moan after moan, clearly lost in the pleasure. He was beautiful. Everything. He was everything to Jungkook. Jin noticed Jungkook watching him as their eyes met.
Jungkook leant forward and pressed a soft kiss to Jin's lips before leaning his forehead against Jin's. The pair stared into each other's eyes as Jungkook picked up pace; occasionally closing them to moan before immediately going back to staring into each other's eyes, almost as if they didn't want to forget this moment ever. Jungkook watched as tears once again slowly started pouring from Jin's eyes, making him worry that maybe he was hurting him but Jin only shook his head when he asked if he wanted him to stop.
The younger sweetly kissed his hyung's lips as his thumb came up and brushed a tear underneath his eye, stroking his cheek after. His actions only seemed to make Jin cry harder, alarming Jungkook even more and immediately stopping him from fucking Jin. "Hey! Baby, what's wrong?"
Jin actually whimpered as he cried some more with Jungkook pulling him away from the door and instead holding him tenderly in his arms while Jin cried into his neck. "J-Jungkook," he pulled his head away from Jungkook's neck, looking into the maknae's in the eyes instead. "Kookie, I love you. I'm in love with you"
Jungkook felt his jaw drop as his hold on Jin slackened. "I love you, I love you, I love you," Jin pressed a soft kiss to Jungkook's jaw, trying desperately to wipe his tears away, only for them to be replaced by more. "I love you so much."
Jin watched as Jungkook's eyes became teary, the younger glancing away briefly, sniffling and whimpering. "I love you too, hyung," he proclaimed. "I've been in love with you for what feels like my whole life. There's only one thing besides performing and being a part of BTS that I have actively tried to be good at and that is loving you, Jin"
The pair silently cried together as Jungkook slowly walked them back to the bed and sat down with Jin in his lap. Wiping away both their tears, the couple smiled at each other widely. "Noooo," Jin whined, hiding his face in JK's chest and making Jungkook laugh. "I didn't want to confess like this."
"You can't deny it, hyung," the maknae replied. "This is really on brand for us."
"Yeah I know," the elder winced as he slowly moved up and off JK's cock, the mood ruined because of him, his big mouth and his even bigger heart. "Why do we always do the weirdest shit together?"
Jungkook shrugged as if to say that he didn't know either. Jin winced as he glanced down at his body; bruised, sweaty and dirty. If he wasn't absolutely spent and emotionally exhausted after just confessing his love for his fellow bandmate then maybe seeing his marked body would have made him get it up again but all he was was hungry and in dire need of a shower. The couple quickly agreed to clean themselves up, eat and then finish watching the rest of Love In The Air; they still didn't know what happened between Phayu and Stop because they got a little... distracted, you could say.
About an hour and a half later, they found themselves sitting in front of the TV, finished bowls of jjajangmyeon on the coffee table in front of them and watching as Chai was smashing Stop up. They would have finished showering faster if Jin hadn't decided to finish what they had started after all. Jungkook watched as Jin muttered how Stop deserved it and how dare he make Phayu bow down to him like that. "Hey hyung," Jungkook asked, interrupting Jin's third monologue about Stop and how dare he touch Phayu like that. "Would you still love me if I was a worm?"
"A WORM?!?" Jin screeched, literally making a disgusted expression on his face before settling on giving him a tentative smile. "Of course, I would still love you if you were a worm, my dearest Kookie."
Wow. Talk about laying it on thick. "Liar." Jungkook laughed as Jin screeched and pushed him over onto the couch, the two men falling into their familiar wrestling routine. After a few minutes of wrestling fun, the two pulled away from each other with Jin leaning against Jungkook's chest this time.
Smiling sweetly, Jin asked, "What about you, JK? Would you still love me if I was a worm?"
Jungkook simply stared at the beautiful man leaning against him as his bunny smile slowly grew on his lips. Grabbing hold of one of his hyung's hands, he brought it to his lips, kissing every single crooked finger affectionately.
All Jungkook could think was does Seokjin hyung not know that I’ve loved him longer than I’ve known how to do most things? That I think I would find all the answers I would need if he were to simply stay by my side.
"Hyung, I think you could change into anything and I would still love you."
He watched as his Jin hyung's eyes began to water. Gosh, they've been crying a lot.
"A worm, an ant, a tree, a rock like Yoongi hyung," Jungkook said, making him chuckle.
"No matter which form you take, Kim Seokjin, I will always love you."
Jin promptly burst into tears, "You idiot, I just wanted to ask you a weird question but instead you go and confess your love for me again."
Jungkook giggled as he wrapped his arms around Jin, trying hopelessly to comfort him with no such luck. "I love you too, by the way."
"I-I can't even remember a time when I didn't love you," Jin continues, cheeks and ears turning a little pink. "I know it's cliche to say this but you're my person. There were some days where I was genuinely convinced that some deity had stolen my heart out of my chest and given it a human form."
"And then there were days where I would feel like a dirty, old man leeching after his dongsaeng even though I only fell in love with you when you were 22 years old," Jin said, reaching up to tuck a strand of Jungkook's hair behind his ear. "But then our eyes would meet and I just knew, there is no one else in this entire galaxy for me except you."
Seokjin cups Jungkook's face in his hands, his thumbs brushing against the apples of his cheeks to wipe away the tears that have begun to spill. There's kindness and understanding and fondness in his eyes and Jungkook cannot stand the growing ache in his heart and butterflies in his stomach.
"Ju-Jungkook, I don't think you understand," Jin was crying as well. "You're the star of the story of my life. You're the star that guides me home to you. You're the star I desperately used to wish upon every night." Seokjin breathes in shakily before leaning up to press a kiss on Jungkook's forehead. "A-And I wish for each and every one of my lifetimes to be spent with you."
Pressing a soft kiss to petal-like lips, "I love you so much, Jungkook."
"I love you more and more each day," Jungkook was sobbing by this point. "Every day, you find new ways to fit in my heart and every space at my side will always be yours, Jungkook-ah. Always."
The couple spent the next few minutes sobbing, crying and complaining in Jungkook's case cause how dare his hyung confess to him in such a cute and adorable way only to completely wreck his heart with his words and make him cry. This prompted another argument cause 'this is all your fault, Jungkook-ah. If you didn't ask that stupid worm question then we wouldn't be sobbing our bodies out right now.'
Some hours later, when they were back in bed, wrapped around each other, all they could think was that they couldn't wait to spend the rest of their lives together. And together they will be.
"To Jin-hyung,
I hope you cry while reading this. Now that we are together, I am no longer consumed with an inherent need to keep myself in check so that you never find out how much I love you. Oh, how I love you. I can't believe I used to live my life without you. Please, don't ever let me do that again. Now that we have spent these years together being a part of BTS, I feel like I have never known a time when you were not the only thing that truly mattered to me. I know we grew up together but that is not enough for me. You know I can be greedy. I have your past, hyung. I want your future too. And I'll have it, right?"
A love letter from Jeon Jungkook to Kim Seokjin. Dated 4 June 2024.