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douglass-fir · 1 year

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Seokjin the traveling salesman, who sells jars of synthetic stars, meets Jungkook the boy, who carries real ones in his eyes.

A tiny post-apocalyptic AU.

Seokjin’s never seen real stars, you see…only heard about them in stories. As a child, he’d spend hours digging through old books, ones left in piles within dusty abandoned libraries. On a good day, he’d find one—a picture of a night sky, and his reaction was always the same. Awe. Wonder. Longing. And for a moment, a bit of healing knowing there was something bigger than himself out there.

So it became his life’s work: mixing chemicals and metals to mimic the night sky. And when he perfected it, Seokjin bottled it in jars and set out in his caravan, visiting cities and selling his magic in a bottle.

It was rewarding for Seokjin, to see the delight of his customers as they walked away with twinkling lights in-hand. Some smiling for the first time in months, maybe years. Seokjin, though, had grown immune to the “wonder” of his faux galaxies. The awe and longing far behind him. But it was a rewarding way to make a living—selling stars, and a steady one to boot. That is, until he reached Han City. “We won’t need your wares here,” an old man hollered at him as he parked somewhere safe. “I’m sorry, what?” “Stars. We don’t need ‘em here.”

Seokjin was accustomed to the occasional heckler, so he waves his hand, dismissing as he yells, “You don’t have to buy them, sir. No one is forcing you…” “No, son. You don’t understand. We don’t need stars. We already have ‘em.”

The old man approaches and points toward a worn billboard in the distance, barely visible through the fog.

View the Stars. 100 won for 5 minutes. Back of the Old Theater

Seokjin is skeptical, prepared for disappointment as he pulls his caravan toward the theater, a dark building marred by crumbling paint. It’s late, but a faint light is seen through the windows. Seokjin makes his way inside the quiet theater and follows the hand-painted signs to a dark room with a small box on the door. Seokjin drops in 100 won, and the door creaks, popping open. He wonders if this is a trap. The room is tiny, confessional-like. Just a single chair with a dim light, facing a red velvet curtain, drawn closed. Seokjin holds his breath and sits down, whipping his head backward as he hears the door click shut behind him. Seokjin gasps as he hears the soft shuffling of the curtain beginning to draw back. What will it be? A painting? Some optical illusion? A forgery? A trap? A boy. It’s a boy. Sitting on a chair like his own, the boy pulls his hood back and smiles, dimples peeking before letting his face relax. And Seokjin sees stars. Real stars. Galaxies and light. Endless oceans that feel like terror, and tiny spaces that feel like home. Awe. Wonder. Longing. “You’ve seen me before, haven’t you,” the boy says. He has. Of course he has. In every story from his grandmother. In every dusty book he’s cherished...Seokjin saw this boy’s eyes. “I have,” Seokjin says, mouth dry. “It’s good to see you again,” the stars reply. ☆ ☆ ☆

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rainbowsuitcase · 6 months

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Fanfic Rec Friday #9

Finding the Forgotten by thestarskeepfalling - Seokjin x Yoongi, 80 486 words, E - Unhealthy Relationship With OC, Hurt/Comfort, Falling in Love

It took Seokjin a long time to realize he was lost. With millions of adoring fans, a wildly successful soloist career, and a long-term boyfriend, it was easy for him to mistake crowds for friendship and convenience for love.

Then, a surprise visit from his brother and a heart wrenching realization push him to run away from it all. He follows his brother back home, finding the family, and the happiness, he was looking for all along.

Operation: Yoonkook by thesameflatfish - Hoseok x Jimin, 9 105 words, G - College AU

Jimin wants to avoid falling in love in college, but a plan to set Yoongi and Jungkook up puts him in close proximity with Jung Hoseok, who Jimin can’t seem to stop having feelings for.

when poppies bloom by @floweringash - Seokjin x Jungkook, 15 302 words, M - Pistil Verse, Injury Recovery, Sharing a Bed

It’s not every day that Seokjin returns from hunting to find a corpse on his way.

Or rather, an unconscious, injured Stamen who takes up too much space in his house.

(Never) Call Me Baepsae by mangust_d - Jimin x Jungkook, 13 742 words, E - Office AU, Enemies to Lovers, Dom/Sub

Jimin has given everything to the corporate life – his passions, his sanity, even the active sex life he once possessed. To make matters worse, the company’s golden rookie Jungkook tramples all of his hard work and sacrifices under toothy grins and effortless excellence.

Where He Belongs by ArianneMaya - Hoseok x Namjoon, 7 597 words, E - Alpha x Beta, First Time Knotting

Beta Hoseok's body isn't made to take an alpha's knot, and Namjoon is too much of a gentlewolf to pressure him on the matter.

Why is it, then, that Hoseok can't stop thinking about it?

Wanna bet? by Nisaki - Seokjin x Taehyung, 5 735 words, E - Porn With Plot, Lingerie, Feminization

In which Taehyung has to play Seokjin's wife for a bet and they both like it way too much.

say my name (lock it with your lips) by dagusts - Namjoon x Taehyung, 17 596 words, E - Arranged Marriage, Major Character Injury, Angst, idiots in Love

A season between war and love is all it takes for Taehyung to realize some things. Realize that love cannot be requited if it is not spoken.

plum blossoms in the snow by ladypajara - Namjoon x Jimin, 63K, E - Pretend Relationship, Friends to Lovers, Angst and Fluff and Smut

Perpetually disillusioned with love Jimin is roped into helping Namjoon — his romance novel editor and very much straight friend — launch a new LGBT+ focused imprint at his publishing house after a misunderstanding leads Namjoon’s boss to believe they are boyfriends.

Shifting Business by mangust_d - Seokjin x Yoongi, 8K, M - Cat Yoongi, Bickering, Sexual Tension

Seokjin is sure that Min Yoongi is harbouring an illicit cat in his home. Only the truth is much more magical than that.

You Wished, I Waited by Hpgirl4ever - Yoongi x Taehyung, 56K, E - Non-Traditional Omegaverse, Courting, Angst with a Happy Ending

It's uncommon for betas to court omegas, and even more uncommon for omegas to court anyone at all. Yoongi and Taehyung were never the biggest fans of tradition.

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muniimyg · 2 years

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07 | this stupid tent

series m.list

taglist: @kakixaku @boraength @4ksj @pamzn @jinsearth @fancycollectormoon @weasleyswizarding-wheezes @cramseys

warnings: ... implied / smut? jin is rubbing oc LOL

It begins with a mistake.

Jungkook had texted you saying he would be home at 8AM at 2AM on the 16th when he meant he would be home on the 17TH. Who knows? To this day, you two still argue about it.

But you only do so to refresh your memory.

That sleepy morning, as you barged into Jungkook’s house, Jin sleepily walked out of his room to see you in a cute little skirt. Bent over, flipping pancakes, he startles you when he murmurs, “good morning.”

It’s then you mess up and accidentally burn your hand on the stove.. Or was it the pan? It doesn’t matter. All you can recall is that your hand was burned bad.

“Shit, shit, shit!”

Quickly, he rushes to your side and helps you run cold water over the burn.

He offers you ice and you decline. A little anxious that he caused this accident, he ignores your wish and lifts you to sit on the kitchen counter. He opens the freezer, taking an ice pack out and placing it on top of your hand.

When he does this, everything between you two is quiet. You haven’t really had the chance to get to know Jin but it doesn’t stop you from wanting him.

Ah, it’s so easy to want him.

“I can help you with that,” he points at the batter spilt on top of your shirt and skirt. Without much thought, he rips a piece of paper towel, damps it, and makes his way in between your legs. He then blots the batter from your skirt and works his way up. When he realizes what the fuck he’s doing, he pauses and his eyes meet yours.

Practically nose to nose, you take a second to look down between your legs to the morning boner he had.

“I can help you with that,” you suggest. He breathes and you waste no time crashing your lips against his. His hands travel from squeezing your thighs to the back of your neck.

Cupping your face and breaking the kiss, Jin can’t believe his recklessness. But the look in his eyes and the feeling inside his heart grows strong when he notices your swollen lips from the kiss. He dips his head low, kissing you again. As he moves on to kiss your neck, he hears you say, “your bed, please.”

With no hesitation, you wrap your legs around him. He lifts you, not breaking the kiss. Stumbling into his bed room, you two begin something that is already difficult to call a mistake but just as fucked up to wish for more.

All in all, Jin’s self-control and respect for Jungkook was an unspoken rule to try his best to avoid you. Only, his cold exterior intrigued you. Not because you insist on changing him and accepting the emptiness he strings along; but because he just does. Maybe in a twisted way, his distant aura reminds you of your parents. Maybe in a twisted way, he helps you feel validated. Whatever it is, it’s what works for you and him.

Though your parents have not passed, their lack of presence in your life beg to differ. Perhaps their absence is what you resent most about yourself and even feel like it is a big factor as to why you lost your grandmother. You love her with all your heart and because of that, you know she did not deserve to raise a child that wasn’t hers. You were her son’s responsibility. Sending a cheque every month and a little extra on your birthday didn’t exactly scream “best parents ever.”

Only Jungkook has understood and knows your feelings towards your parents. How contradicting they are and how it has shaped you into the conflicting person you are today. As medical researchers, they’ve decided to do better for others than their own daughter. It will never sit right with you and it’s okay. It’s just how you’ve been fated to live with.

Kind of like the same way you feel like you’ve been fated to fall in love with Yoongi.

Kind of like the same way you feel like you’ve been fated to befriend Jungkook.

Kind of the same way you feel like you’ve been fated to meet Jin.

Kim Seok Jin.

You’ve had your eyes on him since day 1. Jungkook practically had to shut your mouth closed when it dropped at the sight of his landlord.

As for Jin, when he first laid his eyes on you, he had a weird gut feeling kick in. It was a weird mix of excitement and anxiousness—almost warning-like. As attracted as you are to him, he is to you. Something was in the air that day and continues to float in between you two today.

It was weird meeting you versus getting to somewhat know you.

Partly because Jungkook kept answering for you and partly because you constantly had invading thoughts that hindered a proper conversation to take place. Little did he know, it’s because he made your knees weak.

How could they not? Jin is perfect.

From his plump lips, well-proportioned body, and fluffy hair; everything about him was flawless but for his attitude.

Jin is sharp. Faultlessly too blunt and aggressive in a way that balances just how picture-perfect he is. Inside, he’s messy and distant—out of touch from even himself. He doesn’t mean to come across this way, but it’s how others perceive him. It takes a while for this image of him to fade and for people to adjust to his coldness.

It intrigues you, honestly.. How you swear there is warmth in his coldness and security in his steady eyes. How his short words have the clearest intentions. How he’s a mystery that keeps giving you clues as time goes by.

However, what isn’t a mystery, is that he’s definitely a jealous type.

Surely, one thing Jungkook and Jin have in common is that they both are possessive over things and people they have no right to be possessive over—you.

It’s obvious too. Jin and Jungkook are not the type to hide their feelings. Expressing and taking accountable actions for them? Well, that’s a whole other story.

As Taehyung parks the car, Jin’s eyes swiftly fall to the sight of you.

Leaning against the trunk of Jungkook’s car, pointing and running your mouth about god knows what. Jungkook takes his head out of the trunk and swings your bag over his shoulders. You two have always looked good together. It’s a no-brainer. Height is one thing to note, but another is how you two have similar aesthetics.

Your scrambled tattoos and borderline edgy fashion paired with such an innocent face.. Yeah, you two look good together.

You and Jin contradict.

But it’s also just as appealing oddly enough. Though Jimin and Taehyung, Jin’s closest friends, never pictured Jin with a girl like you.. They also can’t say much. You are pretty. You are cute. You do have a captivating aura and a sense of identity that makes others think about you.

Maybe if they saw you and Jin together more it would feel a little less weird. Instead, everyone sees you and Jungkook and assume that’s all to see.. That Jungkook and you are suitable for one another.

Jin, though his feelings for you are not that deep, could and would vouch otherwise.

Together, yours and Jungkook’s laughter dies down the car doors open. One by one, the boys come out with their bags and go straight to the trunk to unload.

Jin’s eyes don’t leave yours.

You catch him and he doesn’t even blink away. Nibbling on your bottom lip, you tug on Jungkook’s arm.

“Why don’t you help them set up the tent? I can bring our stuff over.” You tell him rather sweetly. He scrunches his face at you, a little thrown off at your suggestion. You usually never like contributing to things physically. You’re a bossy type.

Regardless, Jungkook listens to you even with a weird look on his face.

“Yes, boss!” Jungkook says, saluting you. You return the face and push him towards the guys who are taking all the camping gear out of Jin’s trunk.

In an instant, your heartbeat picks up when you feel a thumb slip itself in between the fabric of your leggings and skin. You feel a slight tug and let your body follow it.

It surprises you when Jin pulls you close to him. Placing you slightly in front of him, he swipes his thumb across your skin. You gulp, ignoring the goosebumps and continuing to face forward. Is he really doing this so out in the open right now? If anyone turned to look, this would definitely be a questionable stance.. Should you move away?

“Cute panties,” he begins. “Oranges?”

You scoff, brows furrowed at his cheekiness. “Peaches, actually.”

“Cute,” he repeats, slowly chasing after you as you begin to walk away. He places his hand on top of your ass cheek and squeezes it. You almost gasp and he almost wants to pull you to the side and fuck you then and there. “Can’t wait to see them.”

“My panties?”

“And you,” he hums.

You try to calm your body. Any moment now could you feel your bones wanting to jump at him. God, to be close to him right now would be so fucking amazing. Maybe a full sexy time is unnecessary but just being with him like this is enough. Between you two, sex happens when it can when you two want but for the most part; it’s the tension.

“I’m right here.”

“You know what I mean.”

It’s the sexual build up and the wandering eyes that glisten ‘I want you.’

After a few moments of silence and just listening to the boys arguing, Jin clears his throat.

“Now?”

Before you know it—no, before you can even expect it—Jin rests his chin on your shoulder. You feel him shift his head, sniffing your neck. He takes in your scent and remembers how good you still smell after an orgasm. Your fruity and fresh perfume mixed with your sweat is like a reward. God, does he wish he could have you sweating right now… Whimpering his name as he’s in between your legs and your body leaned over the hood of his car.

Confused, you turn to face him. He doesn’t budge and it makes you want to kiss him. You’re already this close, right? Should you?

“Now what?” you swallow, unable to bring yourself to kiss him.

His eyes flicker to your lips before his curve into half a smile. “Now can I have you alone?”

“Everyone’s here, bum.” you laugh, hoping he’d get the message that you feel too shy right now.

He shrugs, giving you some space away. You’re a little sad about it but it’s probably for the best. You would have folded if he stayed that close to you any longer.

“No,” he chuckles, “they’re over there, silly.” Jin points at the boys all hovering over the camping gear. Too focused and invested in their material to notice the fucking horny atmosphere.

“Did I ever tell you how much I like funny guys?” you tease, turning and beginning to walk away.

Jin reaches out, placing his hands on your hips and guiding you to lean against his car. It all makes you want to scream. How could he be this forward when everyone is less than 10 feet away? It’s not that you’re embarrassed to be seen with Jin.. You just don’t feel ready to be seen with him. There’s a difference. The timing is off and you can’t figure out why.

In hindsight, everyone here is an adult. Sex is a need and who fucking cares if this is your best friend’s roommate?! The issue is that you know Jungkook too well to know that he’d go complete beast mode over Jin.

The two were often civil. Living together hasn’t brought any fuss further than “why’d you drink all my milk and not buy me a new one to replace it?” But with that being said, the two weren’t exactly best friends.

Both come from rich and privileged families, it’s hard for them to see eye to eye. While Jungkook rebelled and chose a different path from his parent’s wishes; Jin honoured his. Working in the family business and partaking in whatever he needed to do to keep his family name. Jin’s parents are a lot less forgiving and patient than Jungkook’s to say the least..

“You can tell me again when I fuck you under the stars,” he grins cockily. “You’d like that, wouldn’t you? For them to all hear you.. For them to know? Why fuck under the stars anyway? To wish for something? More fingers inside you when I fuck mine into you?”

“Exhibitionist much?” you tease, poking his chest. Your cheeks are burning. Your head is going a little dizzy from all this talk and fuck, were you beginning to pool between your legs. He knows it too because he huffs at your comment, eyeing you up and down.

You can’t help it but squeak at the feeling of him pressing his thumb against your folds. Then, he drags them slowly but surely up and down. He rubs a few circles before he earns an accidental moan from you. Your leggings are still on but even through the layer of nylon and your underwear; you feel your juices. You feel yourself throbbing.

You know he feels the dampness too the moment he smirks, “you tell me, bum?”

“H-hey,” you croak. “This isn’t fair. I want to touch you too but we have to—”

“You can touch me,” he reassures you. “You can always touch me. No ‘but’s’ except for yours, bum.”

Jin is loving this.

How your eyes are wide open, utterly shocked at how everything is happening so close to the others. He loves it and you love it too, but it’s him that is going absolutely insane inside. Yet, he masks this feeling of power. Instead, he switches and looks at you unfazed. You’re quick to realize that he wants to talk to you seriously—to take him seriously. You gulp, unsure how to answer him when your pussy is being too loud for it’s own good. “Jin.. J-jin, not now.”

“You’re no fun,” Jin whines, putting his hands up in surrender. Once pulled away, you take a deep breath, fixing your stance. Fuck. You miss the way they were on you already.

Honestly, it’s an empty complaint. Of course he thought you were fun. Why else would he be this attached to a sneaky link?

“Jin? ___? Stop gossiping about me and fucking help us! God, I hate this stupid tent!” you and Jin hear Jimin’s voice echo.

Jin bobs his head down and chuckles, “me too.”

You can’t help but laugh.

Soon enough, he raises his hands, bringing them to your face. There, he fixes your hair, tucking the front section behind your ears. “Find me later?”

Your moment with him right now is over. You already miss it. You already miss him..

“And if I don’t?” you challenge, watching him move and walk away from you. He turns, walking backwards. He shrugs and you bite the inside of your cheeks. Did you ruin the mood? What if he—

“Then I’ll come and find you.”

#jin x oc #jinkook #jinkook fic #bts fic #jin smut #jin fwb

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concealedrecs · 1 year

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Fic: Fall of Honor

Author: sopeforlunch

Fandom: BTS

Pairing: Jeon Jungkook/Kim Seokjin

Rating: Mature

Length: 6655

Recommendation: A Jinkook Pacific Rim AU about fighting and dying and living when your body is a weapon of war and not your own. Relatively short, this does include some weirdness about sexualization and age, so if that is an issue for you, DNI. This is a self-rec.

#fic rec #fic recommendation #bts fic rec #bts fic #jinkook #jinkook fic rec #jinkook fic #jinkook fic recommendation #self recommendation

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bangtanagan · 1 year

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a catalog of non-definitive acts

jin/jimin/jungkook; established jinkook supervillain au 23k, rated E, complete written for @btstriadsfest Villain seemed a little excessive in Jungkook’s opinion, but he had never much cared what people called him. If they wanted something monstrous, they were going to get something monstrous. As for the Ghost, he came after.

“You’re so annoying,” huffs Ghost, sweeping a foot towards Jungkook’s ankles. Jungkook dances backwards with a grin. “Can’t you let this one go?”

“Sorry,” says Jungkook, not sorry in the slightest. “This one’s personal.”

Ghost pauses. Jungkook, already moving in for the strike, can’t slow down fast enough. He pulls the blow as best he can, grazing Ghost’s cheek instead of breaking his nose. The momentum gets him up close and personal with the flash of surprise that flickers behind the mask. Ghost reels backwards.

“What do you mean, personal?”

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#bts au #bts fic #jinminkook #jijinjung #jinkook fic #my fic #jimin fic #jungkook fic #seokjin fic #fic fest

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babykkyu · 2 years

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JINKOOK

something so magic (19k, complete, 1/1)

by jeonthebun

tags: fantasy au // ambiguous time period // minor angst // mostly fluff // mutual pining // implied/referenced past abuse // mentioned past imprisonment // minor violence // minor injury // moon faerie jungkook // murder but no one we care about // happy ending // fish fear seokjin

summary:

jungkook is a moon faerie on the run from those who seek to abuse his magic to their own ends. seokjin is a lone fisherman on the mountainside who offers jungkook shelter and respite, and somewhere along the way, they fall in love.

#jinkook #jinkook fic #jinkook fic rec #ao3 jinkook #complete #oneshot #10k to 20k #fantasy au #fluff #Happy Ending

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deepslowpanicfics · 1 year

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♡ deepslowpanic Jinkook Fics ♡

#jinkook #jinkook fic #jinkook fanfic #jinkook fanfiction #bts #bts fic #bts fanfic #bts fanfiction #fanfiction #kim seokjin #jeon jungkook #fanfiction masterlist #deepslowpanic fics

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yoongjeez · 1 year

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without hope, or agenda

jinkook

3k words

jeongguk films namjoon and yoongi's wedding - he accidentally sends everyone the wrong video file

summary:

(From Seokjin's phone, currently in his hand as he scrolls through Twitter) From: Jeongguk To: Yoongi; Namjoon; Cc: Seokjin; Hoseok; Jimin; Taehyung Attached: WeddingVideo1 Hi hyungs! Just in case something goes wrong with my USB later, here's a copy of your video! (unmarried hyungs - here's a copy for you, too. can one of you check that the file plays properly on a television and get back to me?)

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#jinkook #jinkook fic #bts fic #seokjin #jungkook #my fic

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trashhcatt · 1 year

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In honor of it reaching 1k kudos...

The Honeymoon Phase

Jinkook | M | chaptered | 51k overall

Fake-dating, reality show, humor, eventual sexy times

#bts fic #jinkook #fanfiction #fanfic #bts #bts ao3 #jinkook fic #idk how to tag fics on tumblr lmao #fluff #trashhcatt

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fireproofdemigoddess · 1 year

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Muscle Memory

“Well, if I were you and I woke up with a You‘ve got to be fucking kidding me-soulmark from a guy who isn’t up for traditional soulmate stuff, I wouldn’t necessarily want to get to know him over and over again, you know?”

There are little stars in Jungkook’s eyes again.

“But I like meeting you for the first time over and over again, hyung.”

or:

The soulmates au where disillusioned celebrity chef Seokjin doesn‘t believe in predestined epic love stories until he meets ex-formula one driver Jungkook who suffers from anterograde amnesia.

#jinkook fic #jinkook au #kookjin fic #kookjin au #jinkook #kookjin #bts fanfic #lovelovelove #bts aus #bts ff #jnkk #jin x Jungkook #my fics #Spotify

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douglass-fir · 1 year

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Jungkook hates that he can't forget.

[18+] It didn’t matter who was fucking him, or how good it was. At the end, there was always a gaping void, taunting him. Something missing where a memory now stood.

That memory was Seokjin—his best friend and the only fuck he’d never forget.

It wasn’t Seokjin's technique that haunted him. Although Jungkook will never forget how his own body gave way for Seokjin's size.

It wasn’t the desperation of it. It wasn’t the ghost of Seokjin’s pillowy lips against his throat. It wasn't the way his knobby fingers grappled at Jungkook's skin.

No. It was the way he cradled Jungkook’s head as he came.

Cradled it. A small but perfectly-timed move that would torment Jungkook during the wee hours of the morning when he couldn’t help but remember.

Their one and only time together.

It was a fluke, really. Rooming together in a foreign hotel. High off the crowd’s energy. So much nervousness left to burn.

So when Jungkook rolled over in the dark and dared to wordlessly kiss Seokjin’s cheek…and then his ear, and then his lips, the dam between them broke all at once.

Their chemistry was inevitable—they could hardly remember a time when they didn’t know each other. Grew up alongside each other. Breathed the same air in the same dorm and often in the same bedroom, in the same bed, for years.

Seokjin was there when Jungkook discovered he liked girls, then…discovered he liked everyone. Knew that Jungkook feared nothing, except disappointing those he loved. Knew he secretly cried in his room sometimes. Knew he was a tender soul in an unstoppable shell.

So it was no surprise to Jungkook, that Seokjin could sense his climax fast approaching before Jungkook said a word—could feel the subtle shift in Jungkook’s muscles as his body tensed beneath him.

Before he could whimper "hyung, ’m close. 'm close—" Seokjin was there, shifting one palm beneath Jungkook’s head, lifting it off the mattress, cradling it as Jungkook began to writhe.

Jungkook can't forget how Seokjin stared down at him in wonder, like everything he knew about Jungkook had unfurled onto the bed beneath him.

“That’s it, oonguah, come for hyung. Shhhh, I've got you. I got you,” he rasped out as he pulled Jungkook's head closer and dipped down to kiss along his jawline.

How was it so easy to walk away from that night? To mutually laugh it off in the morning, chalk it up to pent-up energy, and agree it was probably best to stay “friends”, for the sake of the group?

Maybe they were too scared of the water they were treading in—how deep the well went? How long had they stepped around it without either of them saying a word?

It was a wrinkle in time that became a long crack in the wall of Jungkook's memory. Unignorable no matter what he hung on it.

Healthy relationships. Genuine romances. It made no difference.

At the end, Jungkook would be filled, teetering on the edge of release, with no one to cradle his head as he tipped over the edge.

That ends tonight.

At least, that’s what he hopes.

He pulls out his phone and types, thumbs sweaty and trembling against the screen.

JK: hyung, r u awake? SJ: JKah it’s 2am JK: so yes? SJ: you know me too well. JK: I know.

♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡

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