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Let's Talk About Us

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Summary: You just wanted to spend time with Jungkook but things never go as planned.

Word Count: 4.2K

Chapter warnings: some mxm? light smut. penetrative sex, idk if it was protected, you decide, angst, kissing, uh yeah lots of talking, jk being a brat in the beginning, jungkook self-care ;)

Waking up in between his boyfriends had to be one of Jungkook’s favorite things in this world. The only way it could be better would be if you were here to join them. The hyungs all had a mutual understanding: their Jungkookie loves his noona, and if she wants to join their relationship, their arms are always open. It’s clear that you’re gorgeous, kind, and the perfect girl really. The only trouble is convincing you to become a part of their relationship. However, not knowing how you feel and knowing how sensitive Jungkook is has led to a sort of standstill. They all admire from afar and long for you, but they have to break the news to you gently.

‘What are you thinking so hard about handsome?’

‘Just us, hyung. And how lucky I am,’ he turned his head to face his hyung. As he presses a kiss to his lips he feels the evidence of Hobi’s morning arousal, and asks cheekily, ‘What are you thinking about Hobi hyungie? A little excited this morning I see ’

‘Yah, who raised you to be such a brat?’ Yoongi’s rough morning voice utters from behind him as he feels a light tap to his behind.

‘Jin hyung,’ Jungkook retorts boldly.

And suddenly he’s being rolled completely onto his back, and then when he looks up he sees Hobi looking down at him.

‘Maybe we should teach our baby a lesson. What do you say,Yoongi hyung?’ Hoseok asks as he gazes right into Jungkook’s eyes, stare never faltering.

‘I think that’s a perfect idea. Let’s show him what happens when he backtalks his hyungs.’ Yoongi replies.

Just as Hobi's hand start’s to travel south and his lips near Jungkook’s, they’re cut off by Taehyung waltzing through he door. He flops onto the bed next to Yoongi and says,

‘Jin hyung says if you all aren’t downstairs for breakfast in ten minutes, he’s going to put a sex ban on all of us. His words, not mine.’ Tae smiles while burying his face in Yoongi's shoulder. He leaves light pecks along his hyung’s neck, not in a suggestive way, just in the sweet nonverbal Taehyung way.

‘Tae-hyungie, Hobi hyung riled me up, and now I’m not allowed to fix it?’ Jungkook whines from under Hoseok.

‘Aw poor baby Jungkookie. Want hyung to deal with it?’ Taehyung says as he moves closer to Jungkook.

‘Yes,’ Jungkook says breathlessly, ‘I need it hyung.’

Taehyung starts places light kisses up the column of Jungkook’s neck, and then he leans close, and just as Kook’s eyes close thinking he’s going to get what he wants Taehyung pauses, ‘tough luck babe, there’s no chance I’m getting a sex ban because of you. Up and attem.’

Jungkook groans, ‘You’re all so mean to me,’ he pouts.

Taehyung is walking away from the bed toward the door when he turns and smirks, ‘No kookie, I just don’t fall for your maknae plots to always get what you want.’

Jungkook flops over with a loud whine, face first into the pillow. He kicks his legs like a child while mumbling about how unfair everything is before he finally makes his way out of bed. When Yoongi and Hoseok left the bed, he isn’t sure until he hears a moan from the bathroom that sounds suspiciously like his Hobi-hyung.

‘Jin hyung! Hobi hyung and Yoongi hyung aren’t listening–,’Jungkook tattles as he walks towards the hall, an evil smile plastered onto his face.

…

There’s a lot on your mind as you think about what you’ve found out about Jungkook. Yeah, you’re happy for him because he deserves to be loved, but you want to be the one to love him. You’re not exactly sure when your feelings started. They didn’t fully register until Jungkook admitted to his relationship with Jimin; the more you think about it, the more the realization that the fondness you thought was a platonic best friend love was actually more, becomes glaringly obvious.

After admitting to his relationship with Jimin, Jungkook has started to bring him around more. Everytime he does it hurts. You wish the realization of your feelings happened sooner. Every sweet kiss they share or cuddle on the couch, while endearing to watch, is also incredibly hard to watch. They’re perfect together, but you couldn’t help but to wish you were the one in his arms. The thing about Jungkook is he’s so easy to love. He’s kind, sweet, and he wears his heart on his sleeve. It’s no wonder one of his closest friends besides you fell for him. Jungkook views the world with wonder, and it’s incredibly endearing to watch. Seeing the stars in his big doe eyes when he regards something is probably your favorite thing about him.

Some part of you thinks Jimin knows how you feel. Sometimes the way he watches you interact with Jungkook seems like he’s analyzing you for something. But the only thing that matters is how Jungkook seems blissfully unaware of your feelings. It hurts, but it’s for the best. At the end of the day, your friendship is the most valuable thing in the world.

Laying in bed moping about how you’ve lost Jungkook before even fully realizing that you want, no, need, him is going to do nothing. It’s been a week, and you still haven't fully grasped all of your feelings. So, rather than laying in bed torturing your mind with ‘what-ifs’ and ‘should have beens, you decide to distract yourself by going to his place to spend time with him.

On the drive over, all you can think about is how to get out of this situation. Ignoring him until your feelings go away is out of the question. Confessing to him is even more out of the question; however, your feelings disappearing on their own also seems highly unlikely.

The more you think about Jungkook, the more you are endeared by him. How did it take so long for you to realize how much you love like him as more than your dorky best friend.

As you take the elevator up to his apartment, all you can think about is Jungkook. There are a thousand thoughts racing through your head since those true feelings have been awakened. Letting yourself into his apartment, you immediately notice that he isn’t sitting on the couch yelling obnoxiously at the TV while playing games. His wallet and keys are still by the front door, so he’s definitely home. Maybe sleeping, and the idea of cuddling up to your best friend sounds very tempting. Sleeping with Jungkook is easily one of your favorite things in the world. He’s the warmest, snuggliest, and cuddliest person you’ve ever met. The way he wraps himself around you creates a feeling of safety that will never be replicated by anything or anyone else.

Walking down the hall toward his room, the door is cracked open. The excitement about the prospect of getting to nap with Jungkook outweighs any logic. As you approach the door and peer through the crack, you can’t help but be shocked at what you see.

Jungkook’s head is thrown back, his bare chest is glistening with sweat, hard cock laying on his stomach with a small pool of precum puddling above it, face scrunched up in what you can only describe as excruciating pleasure. Raking your eyes down his body and admiring the scene in front of you, the building arousal comes to a screeching halt at the sight at the end of the bed. There between his legs, the waist attached to the man Jungkook’s thighs are wrapped around, grunting while languidly moving his hips is Taehyung.

The sudden shock surpasses any building arousal as a gasp leaves your lips. Suddenly everything stops. Both of their heads snap toward you. Jungkook's lips, which were parted while sucking in gasps at the delicious pleasure Taehyung was providing, are now parted in shock.

‘Noona,’ he chokes out, ‘what–’

‘See something you like Y/n-ah? Getting reminded of the past?’ Taehyung asks, a lazy mirk on his lips as he punctuates the sentence with a roll of his hips.

‘Hyung,’ Jungkook gasps out, putting his hands on Taehyung’s hips in an effort to get him to stop.

Frozen in place, you have no idea what to say. You’re rooted to your spot. A million thoughts are racing through your mind as you consider the situation. Isn’t Jungkook dating Jimin? Is he cheating on Jimin? If he’s cheating why isn’t he trying to hide or reconcile the situation? Why do they look so good?

You turn and walk away, rushing toward the front door to try and leave as quickly as possible. Why does it hurt so bad to see him with someone else, and you’re not even the person being cheated on.

Just as you’re walking away you hear the door slam against the wall from behind you,

‘Y/n wait,’ Jungkook is running out of his room stumbling into his clothes. You both pause looking at each other; his chest is heaving with the effort it took to run after you while pulling clothes on.

‘Jungkook,’ you start softly–

He’s quick to interrupt you, ‘Let’s talk, Noona. It’s not what you think.’ He starts to approach you

‘It looks like you’re cheating on your boyfriend, Jungkook.’ You say angrily.

Jungkook starts to panic, ‘No you don’t get it. Just sit down and let me explain, please.’ He pleads.

“I don’t think I can be here right now. I love you and you’re my best friend, but I can’t support this.’ You say while starting toward the door again.

‘Y/n-ah,’ you hear from behind you. Turning toward the hall that leads to Jungkook’s room, you see Taehyung leaning against the wall. He’s regarding you both with soft eyes in that almost unbothered way he always approaches things, ‘How about you hear us out, yeah?’

For some reason his collected demeanor brings you back to earth for a moment. You look back and forth between the two boys in front of you. Taehyung’s kiss swollen lips, Jungkook’s shirtless torso, and deep breaths are strong reminders of the activities they had just been partaking in. Jungkook’s eyes have that pleading innocence you know so well. Taking a deep breath to collect yourself, you walk over to the sofa and gingerly sit down. A sigh of relief leaves Jungkook as he glances at Taehyung, and they both make their way over to the couch opposite you.

All three of you sit in silence for a moment, seemingly trying to process everything that has just happened.

‘Y/n-ah, I know what this looks like, but I think Kook-ah is the one who needs to explain to you what’s going on.’ Taehyung says softly. His ability to keep calm in such a situation is admirable. You glance over a Jungkook with a questioning tilt to your head.

Jungkook pauses and takes a deep breath, ‘Last week I told you I was dating Jimin. And that’s not a lie, but it isn’t the full truth.’

You look at him questioningly, ‘What do you mean Jungkookie? What aren’t you telling me?’

Jungkook takes a breath and a glance at Taehyung, ‘I am dating Jimin, but I’m also dating Taehyungie-hyung.’ He says while throwing a small smile Taehyung’s way.

Now, polyamorous relationship’s aren’t unknown to you, but they definitely aren’t very common. Never something you’ve had personal experience with, but there’s nothing wrong with them. You can tell that the boys sitting across from you are attempting to gauge your reaction to this revelation.

‘That’s–Ok, that’s… so what you’re saying is, Jimin knows? He’s okay with all of this?’ You ask nervously.

‘Oh he’s definitely ok with it,’ Taehyung chuckles, ‘In fact, I’d say he even enjoys watching me and Jungko–’

‘Hyung!’ Jungkook squeaks out embarrassed and ears tingeing red. ‘Now’s not the time.’ He mutters while avoiding your gaze.

‘Oh, that’s great! I’m really happy for you guys,’ you try to make the statement as believable as possible.

‘Thanks, Noona,’ Jungkook mumbles, ‘I know it was kind of awkward to walk in on me and Hyung, but thanks for being supportive.’

It seems like Jungkook buys it, but something in the way Taehyung is gazing into your eyes makes you uneasy.

‘You don’t have to lie, you know?’ Taehyung says, his gaze never falters from yours. You can feel your heart speeding up. Palms are starting to sweat a little, and without even realizing the bouncing of your leg starts up.

‘Hyung,’ Jungkook chokes out while glancing back and forth between the two of you, ‘What are you–’

‘Can’t you see how jealous she is Jungkookie? How much your Noona wishes it was her that you’re with.’

It feels like all the air has left your lungs, there’s nothing you can do to get words to come out of your mouth. Your brain wants so desperately to deny his accusations, but nothing is coming out.

‘Huh Jungkookie? Didn’t you see how she was clenching her thighs watching me fuck you? Maybe she was getting flashbacks to years ago. I bet in that pretty little head of hers she can’t decide who to be more jealous of, me or you.’

‘Hyung, stop it,’ Jungkook tries to grab his hand but Taehyung isn’t having it.

‘No, Jungkookie. I’m tired of watching you two dance around each other. How long have we been waiting for you to finally fess up to her? Can’t you see how upset she is knowing that you’re in a relationship but it isn’t with her?’

‘What?’ you can’t even think straight, ‘What do you mean ‘join us’?’

‘Your sweet best friend Jungkookie is in love with his Noona, y/n-ah, but he’s also in love with all six of his Hyungs.’ Taehyung starts.

You freeze, ‘Jungkook?’ You look up at him to see him adamantly avoiding eye contact, ‘is it true Kook-ah?’

‘Yeah Noona, I hope you don’t think any differently of me, and I understand if you don’t feel the same way, and I know you probably think it’s weird but all of the Hyungs, and I really want to try this with you–’ He’s rambling, and you can’t even process everything that is happening

‘Jungkook,’ you cut him off, ‘Just, just wait a second.’

‘Y/n-ah, this is a lot to take in, but just know, none of what Jungkook has said is a lie, and all of our feelings are genuine.’ Taehyung says slowly.

‘And by ‘our’ you mean all seven of you?’ You ask cautiously.

‘When we all agreed to date each other we knew there would always be a place for you in Jungkookie’s heart, and once we started to get to know you more, we couldn’t help but to fall for you too.’ He pauses and kneels down in front of you, ‘Ideally this is a conversation all eight of us would have together, but I couldn’t stand to see you heartbroken when you have no reason to be.’

He’s regarding you fondly from his kneeling positiong in front of you. Glancing over his head at Jungkook, you try to comprehend what just happened. Hope and uncertainty lie in Jungkook’s eyes.

Taehyung pats your hand before standing up, ‘I’m gonna let you guys talk.’

Your eyes follow Taehyung, and after we walks out the door you glance back at Jungkook

‘What should we talk about, Jungkookie?’

‘Let’s talk about us.’ Jungkook says quietly; his eyes are cast down to the floor while he says it, but once the last word leaves his mouth he meets your eyes. You both just watch each other for a moment.

‘I feel like there’s not much to talk about, Kook.’ You’re feeling overwhelmed to say the least. It’s hard to pinpoint one emotion when so many things were just revealed.

‘Noona,’ Jungkook pauses. He seems to contemplate what he wants to say next, ‘A few years ago I started dating Jimin-hyung, and somehow, slowly after that all seven of us ended up in a relationship together.’

‘It started with Taehyungie-hyung first. He kissed me one night while we were drinking, and I thought Jimin was gonna break up with me because I liked it. I liked it, Noona. I was ashamed at first. Why would I enjoy kissing someone when I already had a perfect boyfriend? We all sat down and talked; Taehyung admitted that he had been sleeping with Yoongi-hyung but he also had feelings for us. Once Jimin and I talked it over, cried, and aired our feelings out, we talked to Yoongi. Yoongi told us that he felt the same, but also had feelings for Hobi. It’s funny because at the time we were all too scared to admit to how we felt about Jin-hyung and Joon-hyung because they were already in a relationship, but once the five of us realized where things were headed we knew we needed to tell them.’

He glances up at you to gauge your reaction before continuing, ‘When we were having the conversation all seven of us, admitting feelings left and right, it felt incredible to finally get everything out in the open. But, I wanted to be transparent with them; I had feelings for you. Jimin knew, and he felt the same. Once Jimin and I started dating, he started spending time with you too, and he fell in love just the same. We were hoping one day we could ask you on a date with the both of us, but that changed once all seven of us decided to date. They all know how much you mean to me, Noona. You’re so easy to fall in love with, and they all feel the same. Deep down, I think you know that we’re all special to you, too.’ He finishes and takes a deep breath.

You look up at him with tears in your eyes, ‘Jungkook,’

‘Noona, please don’t break my heart right now.’ He pleads.

One thing you’ve always loved about Jungkook is his eyes. He has stars in his eyes, but he also has the most transparent eyes. He carries love in his eyes, he carries his hurt in his eyes, you can see the light in his eyes. They’re the most beautiful things in the world because whatever he’s feeling, you can see in them.

You let out a laugh with tear filled eyes, ‘I wasn’t planning on it.’

While he had been waiting for you to say something, his eyes had cast down to the floor, and as soon as the words left your mouth, his body went stiff and his head snapped up to meet your gaze.

‘What,’ he chokes out, ‘Are you– are you saying that you—’he starts,

‘Jungkook,’ you start, ‘I’ve been in love with you for a long time.’

He stands up from his seat opposite you, and walks toward you. Grabbing your hand, he pulls you up from your seated position. A gentle hand finds its way to your cheek while the other makes its way to your waist. His thumb gently strokes along your cheekbone as he looks into your eyes searching for any sense of hesitance, ‘Please, don’t lie to me right now.’

‘I wouldn’t dream of it.’ You whisper

Then you feel his lips on yours. Those soft, pink lips you’ve been dreaming of for yours but never would admit to yourself. You’ve heard of ‘fireworks’ but there’s none of that with Jungkook. There’s just a feeling of warmth that envelops you; you’re home with Jungkook.

Jungkook can’t explain the feeling that washes over him while feeling your lips moving against his. This is what he’s always wanted. The butterflies in his tummy every time he see you laugh, the ache in his chest when you cry, and the love he feels when you’re in his arms, all make sense.

You both pull away panting and look into each other’s eyes. Reaching up to brush the hair out of his eyes, you can’t help but to admire the boy in front of you.

Jungkook seems to have different plans as he starts to place soft pecks on your lips repeatedly, ‘Why’d you come over here anyway? Not that I’m complaining,’ he murmurs in between the kisses he’s laying on your lips.

You smile bashfully, ‘I wanted to come cuddle you.’

‘We can do that, Noona.’ He smiles, ‘We still have a lot we need to talk about with the Hyungs, but right now I just want you in my arms.’

. . .

Later that night after you had gone home–begrudgingly leaving Jungkook’s arms with a few stolen kisses, Jungkook is lying in bed thinking of you. He thinks about how happy he is that everything is out in the air now, and how you seem to be at least a little open to the idea of a relationship with him and the hyungs. Then he starts to think about how perfect you felt in his arms, and how soft your lips were against his. The little breaths you let out when he ventured a little too far down your neck before stopping himself.

He opens his eyes after feeling blood rushing south. Is it weird to get off to the girl he just confessed to? It’s not like it would be the first time anyway.

Running his hands across his face, Jungkook plops his head back against the pillow before slowly sliding a hand down his torso. He applies light pressure over the bulge in his sweatpants, and breathes out at how good the pressure feels.

He thinks of you while he applies more pressure–thinks of kissing you, and even more that he can’t wait to do. How perfect your tits are–you weren’t wearing a bra today, and he didn’t notice until he hugged you goodbye and felt your chest pressed against his.

He lets out a groan and slips his hand under his pants, pulling the waistband below his balls to free himself. Wrapping his fingers around the base, his eyes flutter shut at the sweet, sweet relief. He strokes himself once, swiping his thumb over the head to make himself fully hard.

He's so hard and all thought of moral rights and wrongs are out the window. He kicks his sweatpants all the way down his legs. Beginning to stroke his cock, building up a steady rhythm, he thinks about how good your hands would feel around him. Your hands are so much smaller than any of his hyungs, and god your fingers might not even wrap all the way around him.

He lets out a small moan as he begins to pick up the pace. Reaching into his bedside drawer to get his lube. He drizzles some onto his hand, and then hisses at the sensation of the cold lube against his hot length.

Slick wet sounds fill the room as he adds a small twist to the motion of his wrist right below the head of his aching cock.

He whines out, 'Fuck, that's so good.

He becomes more breathless the more the pleasure builds. The thoughts of you have him picking up his pace, hips thrusting up into his hand that is wrapped tightly around his cock. He imagines your hot, wet mouth; your pretty lips wrapped around his cock. Maybe one day you’d venture down past his cock and give some attention to his balls. And maybe, if you’re comfortable with it, you’d venture down past that sweet spot below his balls, and on downward toward his most sensitive spot.

He thinks about you tongue fucking him while playing with his cock—

He lets out a loud moan and throws his head back; he’s really fucking close. He feels like a hormonal teenager again with how fast he's going to cum. There's no time to tease himself in just the way he likes because he's so turned on. Feeling his cock pulsing in his hand, that nice tingling in the base of his spine is building as the feeling in the pit of his stomach starts to become overwhelming. His hand is moving faster, and his hips have a mind of their own. He reaches down to palm and lightly tug on his balls.

'Holy shit.' He's fucking up into his fist imagining that it's you on his cock.

‘Fuck, noona, I’m gonna cum for you.’ He moans out before he topples over the edge.

Cum shooting out of the tip of his cock all over his hand, mouth wide open, balls unloading all over his chest. A loud moan of your name is the only other noise as he continues to stroke himself--hips twitching with overstimulation.

When he finally takes his hand off of his cock and rests his head on the pillow, all he can think about is how he’s never come so hard by himself before. Taking deep breaths in and out trying to collect himself from the incredible pleasure he just experienced

Just as he’s about to get up to clean himself off there’s a whistle from the other side of the room,

‘Nice show baby boy. Think you can give me another one?’ Joon asks from the doorway–an almost predatory look in his eyes.

A/N: JK really needs to learn how to lock his door...

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