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promotion | taejin

synopsis — it's a battle between you and your sexy coworker taehyung for that promotion at work, but the big question remains... can you secure it by seducing your handsome boss seokjin?

genre — fluff; smut

warnings — 18+ language and sexual content, fingering, penetrative sex

word count — 2k

"Fuck... don't stop."

The way Seokjin's tongue keeps swirling around on your swollen clit is no doubt driving you insane, his plump lips teasingly giving it a soft kiss while his long fingers simultaneously pump straight into your heat, the fact that you're unashamedly sprawled on your boss's desk with legs wide open for him not at all a point of concern in that very moment. He starts contentedly humming as his squishy tongue licks up the juices that are beginning to flow out of you from the intense arousal, then smacking his lips together and pulling away when he feels your core clenching around his digits, your body now deeply craving that orgasmic release.

"Not yet."

Your breath falters when he kisses your thigh before standing back up on his feet, his sharp eyes piercing yours and refusing to look away while he starts to unbutton his black slacks and slowly pulls them down. As much as you wanna keep gazing into those inviting eyes, you can't help but look down at his throbbing cock now, your mouth instantly salivating and a tingling pinch stinging in your core at the thought of him entering you and stretching you out with his thick length. A gasp escapes you when Seokjin grips your hips with his hands, your dress riding far up as he slides you closer towards him at the edge of his desk, your chest firmly bumping into his while the smooth skin of his member presses into your stomach.

Your eyes roll back when he slips his tip in, your palms digging into those beautiful wide set shoulders when his cock gets fully nestled inside you. You're not even aware of your surroundings when Seokjin starts thrusting into you with a pang of excitement, his fluffy lips kissing yours with a hint of neediness while he tries to muffle out your unfiltered moans. It's crazy hot the way you've got your boss wrapped around your finger like this, his want for you stroking your ego as you've got the upper hand on everyone within your office. It's a blur when this secret affair with him started, your mind having lost the count of how many times Seokjin's undressed you for a quick lunch break, the orgasm you've both reached by the end of it filling your appetite way more than the cafeteria food ever could anyways.

"I can never get enough of this... Enough of you."

You barely hear him, the rush surging through your veins occupying you as he makes you cum in no time, his own breath increasingly shaky in your ear before he releases his load into the condom with a soft grunt. He kisses your cheek as he pulls out, swiftly getting rid of the evidence by unrolling the rubber off and disposing it in the trashcan while you still sit on his desk and catch your severed breath. But a sharp pain rips through your chest now when your gaze focuses on something shiny on the ceiling.

"Jin... the security camera... that wasn't there before! Oh God!"

Seokjin snaps around to see you flop down from his desk and quickly lift your panties back up underneath your skirt, your face twisting in paranoia and confusion when you see him chuckling and gently shaking his head, his arm now stretched out towards you which you hold before he pulls you onto his wide set chest.

"They installed it this morning. Part of the new security protocol. But don't worry, I'm pretty sure they are activating the cameras starting tomorrow."

"Oh... so we'll have to stop doing all of this in here then?"

"Yes. But that's why I wanna invite you to my place this weekend."

You're trying your best to wipe the grin off of your face when you leave his office a few mins later, the thought of going over to Seokjin's house a big step since he's introducing you to his personal life outside of work. You obviously aren't dating him because that would go against the office policy and you could be at a risk of losing your job, but you still like whatever's going on hidden between the two of you as Seokjin's nothing short of dreamy. The sweet happiness within you shortly shatters though as you now hear someone yell out your name from across your cubicle.

"What's gotten you so smiley? Day dreaming about getting my promotion?"

The devil works hard but Kim Taehyung works even harder, not only at his position at the office but also at getting you frustrated by his words and sheer presence. You can't believe you had a fat crush on him when you'd both started working together somehow on the same date last year, but you'd be lying to yourself if you said you didn't still have sexual fantasies about him here and there, especially when your brain's extra fried from working overtime with him late into the nights. You'd quickly realized how the sexy boy, whose also a huge flirt, is majorly cutthroat and selfish at the office, ruthlessly aiming for that promotion that's promised to only one associate this year.

"I don't need to day dream about shit that's guaranteed gonna be mine."

Taehyung hisses at your blunt remark, right before breaking out into his annoyingly cute boxy smile, mockingly shaking his head as he buries his face back into the paperwork out in front of him. You can't help but roll your eyes at him and sit back down in your seat, a smile now creeping up on your lip since only 𝘺𝘰𝘶 know Seokjin's already promised you the promotion.

And just like that, you're announced the senior associate the next day, the hoards of colleagues stopping by your desk to congratulate you pissing Taehyung off by the second, the satisfaction of seeing his face so busted being the cherry on top of your stellar achievement. A part of you knows Taehyung probably deserves this promotion more than you based on his perfect track record at work, but there is a thing such as office politics in the real world and you're a player out in the field ready to snatch what's yours.

"You gonna join us for some cake to celebrate my promotion, Tae?"

It's like mercilessly rubbing salt on his wound, your lips pressing together to hide your obvious smile as you cheekily ask him to accompany you and your colleagues out to lunch, Taehyung's mean eyes shooting daggers at you while he sits still in his chair openly fuming in a bubble of anger.

"No. I have more important things to do."

Without taking another look at him, you turn your back around and strut away in victory, but when you're back at your desk an hour later though, you notice Taehyung is suspiciously looking a little too happy.

"You excited to spend another late night with me? Mr. Kim just dropped a huge assignment on us. Check your email."

It's true, Seokjin did put you and Taehyung on an unexpected new task on short notice, and you're slightly irritated right now as you keep going over the email at your desk. For one, you didn't expect to work late the day you get promoted, and the other thing bothering you being how Taehyung appears oh so cheery about all of this. He's never outright been rude to you, but the way he's got that mischievous look in his eyes as he stares you down from behind his cubicle is quite unnerving.

Before you know it, it's already nighttime, the flow of people filtering out of the office now, leaving just you and Taehyung alone at your little corner. You can't tell if Seokjin's left yet since his room is on the other side of the floor, but before you can try to sneak a peak by ducking your head into the hallway, you hear an obnoxious knock on your table.

"Ready to get started?"

"Alright. I'll go make copies of the documents."

Wanting to get away from Taehyung's unusual giggles, you keep it short and stand up to walk over to the printer room. It isn't until you're done making all the copies when the door to the room suddenly creeps open, Taehyung's tall body sneaking in and then shutting the door closed.

"Wanna know what I found out today, (y/n)? You see, Jungkook from the security team is quite easy to persuade if you slip him some cash."

Not understanding the meaning behind his words, you throw Taehyung a dumfounded look like he's uttering rubbish, but your breath shakes a bit when he takes a few steps closer towards you until your bodies are just an inch away from each other in the already crammed room, his soft breath exhaling out on your nose before he speaks again with an air of pompousness.

"I know you're fucking Mr. Kim. I have the video footage for proof."

It's like your world collapses within a snap of a finger, your entire body freezing in shock after hearing Taehyung's confession. He's biting his bottom lip and smirking at you as your eyes grow wide in panic, the tables completely turned now as he's enjoying the miserable look on your face like how you were doing earlier in the day. You have to act on your feet, your career too precious to be ruined over this big scandal.

"Li- Listen... I'm- I'm sorry for the way I treated you today. I don't know what you want, but please just don't destroy my life because of this."

"The only thing I want is that promotion, and you're gonna get me it."

"Look, I can't just give you my position. How about I convince Jin- I mean Mr. Kim to promote you too?"

"I won't look better than you then. I need something else. I want more."

"What the hell more do you want?"

"Well... I did watch the entire footage of you and Mr. Kim... So, try me now. And shut the fuck up, I notice the way you look at me at times."

You've opened your mouth to retaliate but he hushes you up before you've even uttered any words, his handsome face slowly leaning into yours as a shiver runs down your spine. You should be stopping Taehyung and pushing him away but your own body betrays you, your lips naturally molding with his soft ones while your arms magnetically wrap around his neck when he kisses you. There's barely any space in the tiny printer room, his body pushing yours into the wall behind you, the sounds of both of your heavy breathing mixed with the smooching filling the place up, magnifying the lust growing within you.

Taehyung's hand slowly slides down, now tucking underneath your thigh and lifting your leg up to hook it around his slim waist, his palm hotly rubbing your exposed skin as your skirt keeps shrinking by the minute. He harshly bites your lip down to the point where you gasp out loud, his tongue then licking your wounded skin up as if he cares. You don't know why you find it so fucking attractive, the way he's pressing his hardening cock into you a turn on as he keeps holding your leg up with one hand. He grunts when you run your fingers through his long hair and pull it by the roots, letting him feel a sharp pain too which only turns him on more as the pace at which he's making out with you gets even faster. You moan while his palm slides down to your heat, his fingers fighting past your panties that are stuck to your wetness, those dainty digits entering you in a way that takes your breath away.

"Ahem."

A deepening panic now consumes both you and Taehyung, your widened eyes meeting one another after your lips separate and your heads instantly snap towards the sound of Seokjin's voice by the door.

"You're both fired."

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hey everyone ♡ in case you missed it, legacies ch.7 went up earlier today! hope you enjoy ^.^ i'm going on a vacation now so i won't be posting until end of next week, but hope you all keep well during this time. i'll still be checking my asks so feel free to hmu if you need a friend to talk with or just simp over bangtan hehe

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legacies | ch.7

synopsis — a fiery (y/n) newly enters a university campus dominated by the three trust fund brats. she’s not going to take their shit and they’re not going to let her off so easily either. will this rivalry evolve into friendship, lust or love?

genre — college drama, angst, slow burn

disclaimer — 18+ ; strong language and sexual content

chapter index:

01 | 02 | 03 | 04 | 05 | 06 | 07 | coming soon

ch.7

Already starting your internship at Jimin's father's company, your schedule has gotten overwhelmingly full, with no time to even think about relaxing now that first round of exams were coming up too. You're just minding your business and trying to stay on task per usual, studying in a quiet nook of the library when the little she-devil's voice steals your attention, your eyes now distractedly trailing up from your notebook towards her sitting at a table nearby with her equally annoying flock of demon-friends.

"You girls wanna see what I'm wearing to Koo's birthday party?!"

Bomi holds her phone up and passes the picture of her dress along to everyone, the shrilly giggles and murmurs that follow after making you roll your eyes, although you find your thoughts caught up with the boy being mentioned. You'd still not gotten around to talking with Jungkook about the entire poem fiasco, not after you'd secretly seen Bomi making out with Taehyung that one night on your way back to your dormitory.

Jungkook had respected your wish by staying away from you at all costs like you'd demanded him to do a couple of weeks ago, even going to the extent of sitting all the way on the other side of the lecture hall to really show he no longer wants anything to do with you. Your life had certainly become less chaotic ever since Jungkook had started maintaining his distance from you, but the pinch of uneasiness dwelling inside your chest refused to go away, a small part of you always wondering about Bomi's involvement with Taehyung and whether they were the ones responsible for everything that'd happened.

"So what's going on between you and Jungkook? Have you both finally hooked up?" one of Bomi's groupie obnoxiously giggles, sliding the phone back to her across the table.

"Not yet! But I hope I get lucky at his birthday party!"

You feel a surge of heat ripple through your body overhearing Bomi's disgusting plan of collecting all the popular boys for herself, like they're candy or something, your hands now automatically packing up your belongings and stuffing them in your bag one by one, the need to want to get away from listening to this cheap conversation pushing you straight out of the library. It's anyways about time for your music theory class with Mr. Min, so you begin strolling towards the lecture hall ahead of schedule, only to spot Jungkook sitting alone on a bench on your way, staring down at a book in his lap.

"Jeon Jungkook actually reads? That's something I thought I'd never see."

You've decided to seize this opportunity to discuss matters with Jungkook with some hope in your heart to find answers, but to your dismay, it appears as if he's really not interested in having a conversation with you. You still sport a weak smile as you slowly approach the pretty boy, trying to break the awkwardness with a tiny insult like you're both used to throwing at one another, but your face drops when Jungkook peels his eyes off of the book and quickly glances up at you, only to blatantly avoid you at once and go back to reading.

"Listen... can we please talk?"

A faint "hmm" grumbles out of Jungkook in response, although his doe eyes still remain focused on the book while his wispy bangs sweep low covering his forehead. It's unclear to you why he's behaving this way, as if he's the one annoyed with you, the slight bit of attitude he's giving you unwarranted, at least in your mind, since you're the one who actually has a reason to be upset with him. But instead of unhinging on him and losing your temper as a natural response, you slowly sink down and taking a seat next to Jungkook, unsure how to begin expressing your confusion, but you decide to start off strong with the biggest question on your mind.

"Did you give my poem to Bomi?"

"I already told you I didn't" Jungkook immediately clarifies, his depressing tone of voice undoubtedly surprising you as you'd expected him to sound the complete opposite of that, something along the lines of rudely retorting with his usual flare.

"I think Taehyung did it."

Jungkook's head instantly lifts up and sharply turns in your direction after you'd shared your uncertain guess, his round eyes now widening even more with a hint of fear as they lock in with your curious ones, further befuddling your thoughts. So was it true then? Did Taehyung really have something to do with all of this?

"Let's not talk here. Come with me."

"But we have class soon─"

Ignoring your comment all together, Jungkook snaps his book shut and nervously looks over his shoulder, then hastily standing up and grabbing your hand, forcing you to get up and follow him as he begins dragging you across the patch of grass. You're more confused than ever, not knowing exactly where he's taking you, your cheeks reddening when several nosey students turn their heads in your direction, their gaze then falling down to your hand tightly clutched in Jungkook's fist as you both march your way around campus. It isn't until you notice the underclassmen boys dormitory tower up ahead that you know where you're going, the knot in your stomach twisting tighter and tighter with each step you take. Being out for classes, you get lucky there aren't many people in the hallways of the all boys building, making it easier to go unnoticed as Jungkook unlocks his room and shoves you inside, slamming the door shut right behind him.

"You can let go of my hand now, Jeon..."

Jungkook's still holding your hand when you both drop down on the edge of his bed, but he quickly unlocks his fingers from yours after hearing your comment, then nervously tapping his own thigh in a rhythm, clearly from the fresh wave of embarrassment taking over him. Knowing yourself, you should be feeling weird being in the boys dormitory like this, especially sneaking into Jungkook's room of all people, but something about the way he's almost helplessly looking at you now somehow makes you feel calm, the first time you've ever felt relaxed in his presence despite the unplanned situation taking place.

"Why do you think Taehyung hyung gave your poem to Bomi?" Jungkook cuts the deepening silence, boring intensely into your eyes as he sits just a few inches away from you, the heat of his body radiating onto you while his chest rises quickly with each short breath he takes.

"I saw... I saw him and Bomi hooking up by the girls dormitory really late at night when I was out for a walk. I thought you and Bomi had a thing so it all came as a big shock seeing her with Taehyung. Then I kept thinking about how you'd looked innocent when I accused you of selling my poem off to her... Kept thinking if there was any truth to how you'd denied my allegations."

Jungkook doesn't say anything at first, his gaze slowly lowering down onto the carpet while his brows furrow with perplexity, his forehead scrunching up and eyes closing shut like he's fallen deep in thought about what you'd just explained to him. It feels like a whole minute's passed by before Jungkook opens his mouth, takes another pause, and then blurts out the next few sentences in a tumble, as if he couldn't contain it in any longer.

"Hyung's gonna kill me for this.... but yeah, I can't lie to you anymore. He told me he'd offer you help with the poem before taking the purple folder you'd given to me in the cafeteria. That's how he got the copy of your poem, which he must've handed off to Bomi right after. I swear I had absolutely no idea about his plan though... I would've stopped him had I'd known."

The seriousness of it all doesn't even hit you for a few seconds, Jungkook's words sinking into your system and causing pain like a slow poison, as if your brain simply can't comprehend what your ears had just heard. It was the purest form of betrayal that you'd now begun to feel in your core, a throbbing nauseousness churning in your gut at the thought of Taehyung being so cruel to you. It was the worst kind of hurt you could experience, such malice coming towards you from someone pretending to be your friend, someone who'd cared for you to your face but taunted you so bad behind your back. But why?

At least Jimin and Jungkook openly showed their hatred for you, allowing you to form an honest opinion of them, but Taehyung had really screwed with you, shattering your trust like a broken mirror. How was it that you somehow felt an ounce of respect towards Jimin and Jungkook in this moment, the two people who've made your life hell at this insane place, and your heart turned black thinking about Taehyung, the one person who's stood by your side through it all? Albeit with absolute dishonesty.

"But what did I ever do to Taehyung? I... I don't understand why he'd do such a vile thing" your voice unnaturally cracks despite a mere whisper leaving your lips, Jungkook's body now fully turning in your direction as you shake with a mixture of anger and grief, his smooth palm delicately placing on top of yours before giving it a soft squeeze.

"It's because of me... I wanted revenge on you after you slapped me in front of the whole class on your first day here, so hyung thought he was just being a good friend to me by fucking you over in return. I never imagined he'd go this far, potentially risking your entire future with plagiarism on your permanent record" Jungkook sighs carrying an air of shame, then continuing to speak again after a brief halt.

"I'm not a good person, (y/n)... I despised you so much in the beginning for how you insulted me. I wished something bad like this would happen to you, but when it did, I instantly regretted even thinking those hateful things. As I got to know you better, I started respecting you... You really didn't have to apologize to me for raising your hand at me after I ruined your watch, but you still did it anyways. You... You actually have a conscience unlike any of us, and you forced me into looking closely at my fucked up one, making me want to do better. I... I just want you to know that I'm truly very sorry for everything" Jungkook slowly mumbles everything out, dumping his wad of emotions onto your already muddled mind.

It's a lot to take in, no doubt, the anxiousness in your chest now creeping up against your own will, your lungs beginning to heave as your tough facade completely crumbles in front of Jungkook for the first time. Just hearing his honest confession and sensing the buried vulnerability in it triggers you to fall short, both your palms quickly slapping up against your cheeks to hide your face while your elbows dig into your thighs. You can feel Jungkook scooting closer to you on the bed, his arm curling around your shoulder and engulfing you in an unfamiliar warmth as you let go and silently sob, your body convulsing in small little shakes. He doesn't utter a single word, quietly allowing you to process your emotions, only showing his full support by holding you tight. After finally calming down after a few minutes, you wipe your tears off with the back of your hands before showing your face again.

"You don't even know me, but have had it out for me since the day I entered this college... and FOR WHAT?! What universe do you live in, huh?! You don't know my life, what I've been through, what I go through, and you still endlessly bullied me... treated me like shit at every opportunity you could get. All three of you. What am I supposed to do now? Forgive you and forget everything so easily just because you magically had a change of heart and apologized? Tell me... What do I do, Jeon?!" you cry out in frustration, Jungkook's hand now gently rubbing your shoulder in an attempt to soothe your fury.

"Just give me a chance to make up for everything... Please, give me a chance to be your friend."

Never in a million years would you've expected him to say that, your heart jumping up with a jolt when Jungkook offers you his friendship as a means to bury the hatchet. Is this the same Jeon Jungkook you'd known all of this time? Who is this guy?

On one hand you're delighted to hear his words, feeling as if you're finally healing from a nasty month long flu... but on the other hand, you don't know if it would be wise to befriend someone who's treated you so poorly for so long. How could you trust Jungkook when he's still buddies with Taehyung, the toxic wolf dressed in sheep's clothing who's out to get you? What if this was all another plan to screw with you some more? You already had bad enough trust issues, but they'd gotten way worse since meeting the legacies. There's plenty of cons you've got to consider before making a decision, your mind not allowing you to give into Jungkook's plea so easily. After all, the boy has tormented you since the moment he met you, and it's bound to leave scars all over your conscience.

"Thank you for your honesty, but I need some time to think."

Jungkook's face reflects an unmistakable guilt after hearing your curt answer, a sorrowful sigh puffing out his thin lips as he nods at you in an understanding sort of way, his arm slipping down from your shoulder when you get up and grab your backpack off of the floor. Giving him one last look, you turn around and step out of Jungkook's room, leaving him sitting all alone on his bed, a whirlwind of thoughts zooming through your mind as you promptly pace down the steps of the boys dormitory tower.

Before things can be made right with Jungkook, you need to first confront Taehyung about this entire ordeal and call him out for what he did to you. All of the knots have to be loosened and untangled before any new bonds could blossom.

"Yo! Jimin told me you're interviewing with his dad's company. How'd it go? I haven't seen you in soooo long. Do you not have time for your friends anymore?" Taehyung innocently pouts, lazily sprawling on your bed while you sit by the windowsill in your dorm room, your eyes gazing out onto the field before you calmly turn back and smile at Taehyung.

"I got the internship! I'm working alongside Mr. Park's secretary to gain experience in formal documentation writing and communications. I actually started last Monday, so it's already been a little over a week."

Taehyung instantly sits up with a bounce, a big boxy grin cheering up his chiseled face after hearing your accomplishment. "That's wonderful news, (y/n)! Congrats! We gotta celebrate!" he chatters with what appears to be pure joy, but your suspecting mind can't help but wonder if he even truly means it or not.

"Thanks! You know, things have been good lately... Jimin doesn't seem to hate me as much, Jungkook's been staying clear of me after I told him to leave me alone, and classes are going well despite that plagiarism scandal. I still can't believe Jungkook tried to fuck me over so badly with the poem thing" you now slyly lay the bait for Taehyung, steering the conversation right into the topic you've really been wishing to talk about.

The upperclassman's grin fades a little, something you certainly would've overlooked had Jungkook not told you the truth about Taehyung's vicious plan against you. Taehyung catches himself like a pro though, now beaming brightly as he ushers you to come sit down next to him on the bed with a wave of his hand, but you don't get up or walk over. "Honestly (y/n), I was so pissed at Jungkook after finding out how he sabotaged you. I scolded him so much for it... how reckless can he be─"

"I saw you with Bomi, Taehyung. You can drop the fake act."

It's exactly the effect you'd hoped to achieve, a direct hit, Taehyung's smile now completely wiped off without a sign of it returning back anytime soon. You can tell he's trying his best to play it cool though, trying extremely hard to sound casual when he virtuously questions "What do you mean?"

"I know you're the one who gave her my poem and plotted to get me expelled."

"Did Jungkook tell you that?"

"He didn't have to come tell me anything because I put two and two together on my own. I just wanna know why you did it. Why you pretended to be my friend... Why you thought ruining my career was okay... Why you thought I deserved such a fucked up punishment. I wanna hear it from you."

A bone chilling silence follows, perhaps the way you're calmly speaking instead of making a loud scene the reason why Taehyung's looking rather pale, his eyes usually full of glint losing their focus and aimlessly searching the floor in a growing panic. Taehyung couldn't be any more unprepared for this confrontation, having no idea you were gonna pull out the big guns on him like this, the uncomfortableness churning in his heart negatively glooming onto his face.

"(y/n)... I..."

"Take your time."

Taehyung now appears even more embarrassed, if that were even possible, forcing himself to hold his composure as he soon begins to speak more clearly, the tone of his voice soft but the sound of it unstable indicating he's thinking what to say on the fly. You've no idea whether to believe anything he says at all, but you still choose to listen with an open heart, truly wanting to understand the mindset of one of the most narcissistic people you've ever had the misfortune of meeting.

"I honestly don't know why I did what I did."

"That's not an answer, Taehyung."

His face now screws up in agitation because of the downright callout, his chest slightly panting as he's physically struggling to piece together his thoughts into words, unable to deal with the sudden pressure he's put under by you. Taehyung's starting to show signs of weakness, something he's getting pissed at himself for, but despite all that, he's desperately trying to stay calm just like you are, not wanting to lose against himself and blow up in a rage of fit.

"I guess I liked having control over the situation... Over you."

"How do you mean?" your interest peaks after hearing Taehyung's disclosure, although not totally understanding what he means by it.

"It's... personal."

"I would've thought you'd feel comfortable sharing things with me considering we're friends... But you were just pretending to be my friend, right? Did you even once care for me?"

"I did... I do care. Listen, I genuinely sympathized with you after Jungkook destroyed your late grandma's watch. I told you, I've felt your pain because I've experienced a big loss when my dad passed away too."

"How the fuck can you say you still care for me when you intentionally tried to get me kicked out of the fucking college?!" your voice raises with a pang of irritation, the fact that Taehyung had the audacity to say he does care about you undoubtedly riling you up.

"I'm not a fucking psychopath if that's what you're trying to insinuate... You just don't get it. My life hasn't been the same since my dad died. It's fucked me up in ways I can't even explain" Taehyung explodes too, his foot infuriatingly stomping on the carpet and his fingers running through his hair to push his long bangs back with a force.

"Try me. You said you've felt my pain, right? We've been through the same, right? Then make me understand why you're so fucked up in the head."

Taehyung clicks his tongue, shaking his head in disapproval like you're asking for something so advanced so casually, like you're unable to grasp the intricacy of it all. But you're not going to let him off so easily, Taehyung's somber eyes finally picking up off of the ground and meeting yours after a minute or two, your arms folding against your chest as you sternly wait for him to give you a logical answer.

"Do you remember what I'd said to you in the cafeteria on your first day here?"

"That you used to be a terrible bully like Jimin and Jungkook... Yeah, I remember. I guess I should have believed that way more than put my faith into every other lie you fed me."

Taehyung grits his teeth, letting out a big sharp breath, crisscrossing his arms over his knees while weakly bending over in his seat.

"I... I've gotten everything I've wanted in life since the day I was born, (y/n). I come from a very different family than yours, a family that can make anything imaginable possible with an indescribable flow of money. Being the only son, I had absolute control over everyone around me at all times... My parents, my maids, even my professors, and every single other person at this school. That was my normal. Just imagine that level of influence... It made me a horrible person. Being nice became boring. I was continuously chasing the validation that I'm indeed powerful, my ego blown up to the sky, and what better way than to keep making everyone else feel small in front of me" Taehyung pants out, his watering eyes turning bloodshot with each new sentence.

"You'd said it all seemed worthless after your father passed away though..."

"It did... I wasn't lying about that. It took one second for my world to come crashing down the day we got the news that my father had suddenly passed away in a car accident. The man who owned half of this city, the one who'd built an empire for himself... just dead. Just gone within the blink of an eye... without saying goodbye..." Taehyung's voice fizzles out, a tear rolling out of his almond shaped eyes. "It made me feel like I have no fucking power over anything after all. That I'm worthless. That I've lived a lie my entire life believing I'm some sort of God. I couldn't save my dad, could I? It almost made me not want to live anymore... I withdrew from everything, became a shell of myself, almost flunked my junior year here. But it was Jimin and Jungkook who tended after me through it all... Reminded me I'm worth something so I could smile again and at least be a functioning person. You've no idea how much they've cared for me... My loyalty will always lie with them."

"And I triggered you after crossing Jungkook with that slap in front of the entire class, right?"

Taehyung slowly nods, a scoff huffing out of his mouth as he shrugs his shoulder and continues to ramble. "I thought who the hell even is this girl? What does she think of herself? Of course I felt bad about your grandma's watch... it brought my thoughts back to my own father. I don't know what took over me in that moment, but that deep craving of once again holding some type of power over someone blinded me. I actually felt happy while I chased after you down the hallway. I guess I was just looking for a purpose to go back to my old self... the person who had influence, who controlled the narrative, who could manipulate others. The person I liked being. I just wanted to feel normal again... to break free of this depressing dark cloud I'd become before you arrived."

"So you just thought destroying my life would fix yours? How very caring of you. You know what your problem is, Taehyung? Despite being so fucking privileged, you don't have one single loving person in your life to properly help you deal with your grief. You need help. You're not capable of being a good friend to Jimin, or Jungkook, or to anyone for that matter... not even to yourself."

Taehyung sits there frigid as a rock, your dire words piercing him like a dagger, killing whatever piece of soul he's got left inside of him. A few tears stream down his cheeks, his straight nose gradually turning to a rosy red, his frowning lips quivering with a shudder. It breaks your heart watching him disintegrate in front of you like this, all alone in his world that seems so grand and elegant. You secretly hate that you feel a stupid urge tugging at the corner of your mind to move towards him and comfort him... As much as you're pissed off at him, you're not at all like him, incapable of adopting the level of ruthlessness he's able to accomplish so easily, your feet pushing you to stand up and cross the room.

But before you can inch closer to Taehyung, he mimics you and stands up himself, hurriedly brushing the tears off of his face with his fingers, then pacing away from the bed towards the door. "I'm really really sorry for everything, (y/n). I hope you can find it in your heart to forgive me someday." With that, Taehyung twists the door handle open and slips out of your dorm room, the sound of his sniffles still audible down the hallway before he turns the corner and his figure disappears into the shadows.

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incestuous | yoonminkook

synopsis — after moving in with your naughty stepbrothers jimin and jungkook, the horny meter in your life gets completely thrown off when the cute older neighbor yoongi decides to pay you a visit

genre — fluff; smut

warnings — 18+ language and sexual content, fingering, handjob, penetrative sex

word count — 5.5k

The past year has been nothing short of a crazy whirlwind, not only because your parents had finally divorced after years of a failed marriage, but also from dealing with the fact that they've moved onto dating other people. A big part of you wishes for your family to have stayed together, but seeing your parents much happier after separating gives you quite some comfort amongst your already busy life. Just when you've finally started to get used to your routine living with your single mother, she had randomly dropped the bomb on you about moving away for a new job opportunity.

"(y/n), you've got to understand! This'll be really good for my career!"

"But mom, I still have the school year to finish! I can't just leave with you!"

After a dramatically serious sit-down conversation with your parents, your dad had agreed to let you stay with him and his new wife at their house so you could still complete the rest of the semester at your school. But what they'd failed to mention in detail was how interesting it was going to be living under the same roof with the wife's sons from her first marriage.

"Hey I'm Jimin and this is Jungkook!"

You don't know where to look, now that you've walked inside the huge unfamiliar mansion you'd be calling your home for the next few months, your eyes flickering from the stunning white marble interior of it to your two hot stepbrothers that keep coyly observing you as they greet you by the main door.

"Oh hey, I'm (y/n)."

It's rather awkward talking to them all of a sudden, the right words failing to form in your stunned brain as Jungkook snatches the duffle bag out of your hands in a rush, your feet immediately keeping up with both the boys as they smile at you and turn around, their slim figures quickly skipping up the stairs.

"So, that's gonna be your room. You're right in between me and Jimin hyung."

"I get my own bathroom because I'm older but you'll have to share that one with Jungkookie at the end of the hallway."

Jungkook rolls his eyes at Jimin before he throws the duffle bag onto your bed and bounces down on the mattress as if it's his own, legs sprawled all over your sheets while he stares at you standing by the door. Something's caught Jimin's attention though as he's looking out the window all of a sudden, his hand raising up and waving at someone outside, with a huge smile on his face.

"It's Yoongi hyung!"

Just as quickly as he'd fallen on your bed, Jungkook jumps up and giggles while dashing back down the stairs, Jimin's palm curling around your wrist before he happily drags you right behind Jungkook in a jiffy. Why do they run around so much? Your eyes quickly fall on a cute boy standing by the house's entrance when you reach the bottom of the steps, a gummy smile spread on his lips when Jungkook pulls back from the smothering hug he's giving him.

"Here. I baked these cookies for the new girl. That you? I'm Yoongi, Jiminie and Jungkookie's neighbor. Nice to meet you."

An entire cookie has already made it's way down Jungkook's throat by the time Yoongi steps inside and extends his hand out to shake yours, your cheeks already blushing from the way you're instantly attracted to his calm and cool aura, not to mention his handsome looks. He appears older and more mature than your step bros, confirmed by the fact they keep calling him hyung, your obvious crush on Yoongi hidden though as you quickly get a hold of yourself and kindly smile back at him.

"I'm (y/n)! It's so nice to meet you too."

"Cute name."

Yoongi's not afraid to boldly tell you how he feels, the flirtatious glint in his eyes unmistakable and seriously inviting, making a sudden pang of heat shoot up your gut as your gaze falls on the smirk forming on his lip. But you're snapped out of your emotions when Jimin protectively wraps his soft arm around your shoulder, a frown now settling on his face.

"Back off, hyung. She's our sister."

"Um, step sister. We don't even share the same parents... so we might as well not be related."

Jimin gives Jungkook a death stare for that blunt comment, his grip over your shoulder getting tighter as he holds you close, Jungkook casually ignoring his older brother while he stuffs another cookie into his mouth.

"Will you guys relax? I'm only here to drop off cookies for the cute girl."

Jungkook starts cackling while high fiving Yoongi, the older boy's brazen comment clearly meant to trigger Jimin even more, which he is since he's begun to huff and puff, your own lips now parting into a giggle as you shyly stare into Yoongi's pretty, cat like eyes. Jimin's neck jerks to the side in your direction after hearing you laugh, right before he throws an order at you.

"You better stay away from him, (y/n)."

"You better hang out with us more, (y/n). Jimin hyung, go chill with your girlfriend or something."

Jungkook pushes Jimin aside and pulls you towards himself, his muscular arm crushing you into a side hug while Jimin stares at you dumbfounded. Deep down you know what Jimin's saying is probably true, that Jungkook and Yoongi seem like trouble, but hell, you wanna have all the fun while it lasts. At least until the school year's over.

But you quickly learn that with the fun comes the pain of living with your step brothers, especially with your dad and his wife being out all the time because of their office work. It doesn't help that Jungkook almost never locks the bathroom door shut, the amount of times you've seen him shirtless or just simply in his boxers deserving of a dip in some holy water, not to mention the moans and sweet talk between Jimin and his girlfriend miserably shaking the shared wall between your rooms up at odd hours of the day.

"Gosh, do they ever stop fucking?"

"It's gotten worse lately. They keep breaking up over the dumbest shit and then making up with the sex. Come on in, let's watch something."

So glad you've got Jungkook's room to escape into and away from hearing all the moans and grunts echoing out of Jimin's room, you smile and nod at your younger step bro as you flop down on his bed next to him.

"Uh what'd you wanna watch, (y/n)? How about porn?"

You loudly gasp right before you choke on your spit, hastily turning to the side to stare into Jungkook's doe eyes full of mischief, a big smile quickly bursting out on his face when he observes your shook expressions.

"I'm only kidding. I'll put on Fʀɪᴇɴᴅꜱ."

But despite your attempts to drown out the noise coming from Jimin's room, the thumping of his bed against the wall can somehow be felt all the way to Jungkook's room, Jungkook's hand restlessly tapping on his own thigh while increasingly getting distracted from the episode playing on the TV in his room. Your eyes can't help but travel up from his firm thighs to the boner that seems to be forming inside his sweatpants, his sharp eyes catching you staring at his crotch within a second.

"So, you wanna help me with this? I promise I won't tell."

His index finger's unashamedly pointing to the outline of his hardened cock, your palm instantly smacking on your mouth in utter disbelief.

"Jungkook! We're family!"

"We're really not, if you think about it. Come on, I'll help you too."

The way he's now tucked his palm onto your inner thigh cuts off your breath, the way his gaze trails towards your lips entirely shaking your core up. It's true you're not exactly blood related to Jungkook, but this still somehow feels wrong, although you fail to question yourself when you allow him to lean in and press a deep kiss on your lips. Your brain's lost against your heart in that moment, your conscience reminding you again how truly attracted you are to Jungkook. And who wouldn't be? He looks like he could easily be in one of those swimsuit catalogs, his stunning body and his even more charming of a face a double whammy against your pathetic little weak ass heart.

"Jungkook... what if someone comes in-"

"Shhh, just let go."

Is this what it feels like being seduced? It's your first time giving into a boy like this, Jungkook's hand now picking yours up and lightly placing it down on his bulge to urge you to massage him, while his own hand starts rubbing your clit through your leggings. His face is so close to yours, his soft lips pressing kisses on your cheek before he pulls you towards him with a swoop of his other arm around your waist. He's succeeding to melt your body underneath his touch, his digits slipping inside your bottoms while your palm keeps rubbing his boner that's ready to pop out of his sweatpants anytime. You bite down on your lip when his teasing fingers finally reach your bare clit, the motion of them gently circling your bud already driving you insane.

"Touch me too."

Your skin's met with the delicate one on his cock as you angle it out of his sweatpants, his thighs clenching from the way you immediately start stroking his length, his long fingers slipping into your hole while you both fully get into arousing each other like the horny kids you are.

"Fuck yeah. Just like that."

His words are giving you assurance that you're doing this correctly, your fingers slowly smearing his precum dripping out of his tip onto his cock, making the motion even smoother as you glide your palm up and down. It's difficult to keep doing it though as your own body shakes and twists from the way he's pumping his fingers into you, repeatedly grazing past that sweet spot within you that's making your core clench from pleasure. You can't hold it in much longer, a moan leaving your mouth right before Jungkook kisses you again, his tongue softly pushing into your mouth and exploring it while your tongue excitedly plays around with his.

"You gonna cum for me?"

Your words absolutely push Jungkook over the edge, the way you've bit his lip while asking him the direct question an incredible turn on for him, his cum now spurting out of his tip as he deeply sighs into your cheek. Despite the pleasure running through his system, he doesn't at all get distracted, his fingers badly on a mission to get you cumming too, right before a rhythmic knock on the door makes you both freeze up in panic.

"Yo Jungkookie, it's Yoongi. Can I come in? Jimin seems occupied heheh. Gotta talk to you about that cutie step sister of yours."

Just like that, your orgasm's totally cut off, Jungkook's smooth fingers still deep inside you while you both remain madly frozen, staring into each other's bewildered eyes. Yoongi's standing right outside the room while your palm's still wrapped around Jungkook's now softening cock, his cum stained white t-shirt wet and in desperate need to be changed.

"Jungkookie? You in there?"

"Uhh what? Hold on- one minute, hyung!"

Your trembling, unsatisfied core is left empty when Jungkook slips his digits out of you with a soft pop, your hand immediately letting go of his length as he jumps out of the bouncy bed and lifts his sweatpants back up. He's taken his t-shirt off now, his hands scrambling to find a fresh one from a cabinet when Yoongi twists the door knob open and walks inside on his own, just as you've straightened your slouching body up against the head board of Jungkook's bed. Your heart's beating out of your chest when Yoongi's eyes pierce into yours first, a questioning look then forming on his face while staring at Jungkook's bare chest, which is quickly being covered as the boy throws a black t-shirt over it.

"Oooh what's going on in here?"

"What'd you think, huh hyung? We were obviously hooking up but you busted us. Tsk tsk..."

You should've known not to trust Jungkook to keep his damn mouth shut, the urge to literally want to die in the moment getting worse when you notice the proud smirk on Jungkook's face. You're internally screaming, your mouth fully stuttering as you panic to try to clear your name right away from the bold accusation, which is obviously true. But you don't want Yoongi finding out about all of this. What would he think of you?

"Gosh! Stop lying! We were just- he was just- hot. So he changed his shirt!"

"I see."

By the tone of his voice and the way he's smiling, you know Yoongi hasn't bought your pathetic attempt at a cover up, Jungkook's honest confession more believable than your made up story. Jungkook coughs before falling back down on the bed, his head now comfortably resting on your thigh after he rolls around towards you. You quickly scoot away from him, eyes still on Yoongi, even though Jungkook manages to re-secure his head back on your leg as if he's got dibs on you, then looking up at Yoongi himself.

"So, you wanted to talk about my cute step sister?"

"Yeah. (y/n), do you wanna go out with me tomorrow night?"

You're taken aback by Yoongi's direct request, his straightforward persona charming you even more than before as he cooly stands there waiting for your reply. Yoongi obviously didn't know you were inside the room when he'd knocked, but he confidently turned the situation in his own favor by asking you out on a date, that too without the fear of Jungkook knowing.

Jungkook seems unusually fidgety while an awkward silence takes over the room, his head plucking off your thigh and face turning upwards to observe the flustered look on yours, a subtle hint of jealously flickering through his round eyes when he hears your shocking response.

"Yeah, I'm down."

"Cool, I'll pick you up at 7?"

A stupid smile remains plastered on your face as you nod at Yoongi, his endearing gummy grin in return making your heart madly flutter. But you get distracted as Jungkook sits up on the bed and lightly shrugs his shoulders as if what just happened doesn't really affect him, although you can sense he seems a bit annoyed by how you'd so easily gone from giving him attention to fully appearing under Yoongi's spell.

"What's going on, you guys?"

Jimin's head pops into the room, a little bit of panic ensuing within you when you realize how pissed he's going to be after learning you're going out with Yoongi tomorrow. Just like how Jungkook had hit Yoongi with the truth about you both hooking up though, he does the same to Jimin.

"Oh, nothing much really. Just (y/n) and I hooked up and now she's going out with Yoongi hyung."

"Hah. Very funny, Jungkookie. Now come on, (y/n). I'll introduce you to my girlfriend! I'm sure you both will get along well. Bye boys!"

You don't know whether you should feel bad about how gullible and naive Jimin is, or be relieved he didn't suspect the truth to actually be the truth. Ignoring Jungkook as you're irritated by the way he can't keep quiet, you get up off the bed and sweetly wave goodbye to Yoongi, then following Jimin to his room, the thought of hanging out with the older boy the next night already making your heart beat faster than ever.

And it's more perfect than you could've imagined, Yoongi being the right combination of a gentleman and a bad boy all in one, keeping the evening interesting at all times through his impressive words and actions. You already knew he wasn't the type of guy who'd go above and beyond to sweep you off your feet, planning a casual date at the local diner and a walk along the river after getting ice cream instead, but he'd made you fall for him hard just from the sheer fact that he was mature and sensible.

And now, after he'd walked you to the front door of your house at the end of a lovely night, your breath gets stuck in your throat when he smiles at you and extends his arms out for a hug. It doesn't even take you a second to follow through though, your arms instantly wrapping around his neck as you fall into his warm hug, the scent of his musky cologne the tipping point that kicks off the ridiculous hormones flooding through your body.

"I had a great time with you, (y/n)."

Yoongi's soft lips graze yours as he speaks, only your heads pulled back to face each other while your bodies remain tightly embracing one another, your lips now savoring his taste as he wastes no time to kiss you. And you kiss back just as easily, the makeout quickly heating up as you both let go.

It's all seems like a blur how you'd made your way over to the couch, your lips refusing to part Yoongi's even when you trip and your back sinks into the cushions, all while his body hovers straight on top of yours. It appears as if nobody's home, all the lights being off when you'd first unlocked the front door of the mansion with your own set of keys, your heart entirely content in the moment since Yoongi seems so into kissing you, quietly humming and smooching you as his tongue softly mingles in with yours.

"Do you wanna fuck? God, you're so hot."

He takes a quick pause to utter those words right before he swoops back down and starts making out with you again, his silky black hair whipping around on your forehead from the motion. Your body temperature keeps rising by the second, your head eagerly nodding in approval to his question, the want to feel Yoongi fuck you senseless getting stronger than ever.

And he does just that, staring at your naked body with an intimidating hunger while he remains on top, completely unashamed of thrusting in an out of you in the middle of your dad's living room with the bright ceiling lights on full blast. There's no romantic setting with candles or coddling with roses when it comes to being with Yoongi. He gives you exactly what you need, a good fuck with a passion that's indescribable, and without the unnecessary flattery that some girls love oh so much.

"Fuck... I'm so close."

You can practically feel your orgasm snatched away when Yoongi pulls out after hearing your comment, your mouth now wide open in shock.

"Bend over the couch."

You almost feel dirty as your palms dig into the couch, your ass angled up towards Yoongi so he can now stuff his rock solid cock into you, a scream escaping you when he does it effortlessly with no warning. The unholy sound of his balls slapping your ass echoes through the massive first floor of the house, your moans shortly mixing in with the noise as Yoongi keeps slamming into you at an overwhelming pace. He's begun grunting with each thrust, your core tightening when he reaches deeper and hits your g-spot, this angle more pleasurable than you'd anticipated.

"Fuckkkk."

You don't really hear him swear, a muffle resounding from his mouth instead as your orgasm gets you distracted. His movements slow down after the condom's filled with his cum too, his hand gently caressing your ass as if he's complimenting you for holding strong through the sex. But strong is the last thing you feel as your legs give out, your knees falling into the couch after Yoongi's pulled his length out of you, a soft chuckle parting from his lips when he observes your shaking body.

"You are perfect."

Those three words keep replaying in your mind even after Yoongi's kissed you goodbye, your feet now skipping up the stairs towards your bedroom while the big smile on your face refuses to wipe away. You lay out your pajamas on your bed, then happily grabbing your towel before heading to your bathroom for a quick shower to wash yourself clean.

The warm water trickling down your body relaxes your sore muscles, the calmness finally settling in your heart after an unimaginably exciting evening with Yoongi. But it isn't until you're out of the shower and patting yourself dry with the towel that the comforting silence gets disturbed, the door to the bathroom now slowly pushing open before Jungkook's lean body quietly slips in through the small slit.

"Oh my God! Jung-"

His palm curls around your mouth to hush your panic stricken yell, the towel falling down on the tile before Jungkook's chest bumps into your back. The fact that you're naked and exposed in front of your step bro like this almost paralyzes you with worry, but it's not like you haven't been intimate with him before, the memories of jacking him off just yesterday engulfing your mind as Jungkook wraps his other arm around your waist. He's deeply staring at every inch of your skin through the reflection in the mirror up ahead, his palm gradually pulling away from your mouth even though your chest's still heaving up and down from the embarrassment.

"I heard you guys downstairs... I was in my room, you know. You didn't think I'd let you go without finishing what we started, right? I owe you one."

He's obviously referring to the orgasm that he wasn't able to give you after Yoongi had untimely barged into Jungkook's room, the way Jungkook's lips are now trailing down your neck and warmly pressing a kiss on your shoulder melting you right up, against your own damn will that is.

Was this wrong? Probably. But were you going to stop him? Definitely not.

Your naked skin's starting to feel damp, a thin layer of vapor forming all over your body as you're still locked inside the congested bathroom. The steam from your shower's misted up the air within, Jungkook's own face feeling slippery from the condensation when you cup it with both palms, tongue down his throat without any thoughts clouding your mind. Your bare ass stings from the cold tile of the counter top when Jungkook grips your hips and plops you on top of it, his arms now tightly snaked around your body while your sensitive nipples graze against his soft gray t-shirt.

"We really shouldn't be doing this."

Jungkook totally ignores your comment, pressing his thin lips back onto yours to shut you up in between inhaling shortened breaths, both of your chests panting from the rising sexual needs. His mouth slowly trails down your chin to taste the gentle skin on your neck while also attempting to give you a small hickey. But you push him off just in time to avoid the suction of his lips, afraid a red mark on your neck would raise questions, especially from Yoongi and Jimin who'd obviously wonder how you're getting hickeys, and more so 𝘸𝘩𝘰 exactly is giving them to you.

A slight look of annoyance settles on Jungkook's face, his jawline flexing in frustration after you've pushed him off, the dangerous glint taking over those round eyes intimidating but also a huge turn on as he charges back towards you. But this time, your lips are the ones smooching his neck, a deep sigh and grunt escaping him from the pleasure you're giving him.

"Fuckk. Lemme eat you out."

You've clearly gotten him excited to the point where he wants to pleasure you without wanting anything in return, your core already clenching from imagining the way Jungkook's wet lips would feel on your clit. But your sudden gasp says it all, his lips parting yours and gaze observing how your body's begun to tremble from nervousness all together. You're no doubt feeling overwhelmed, the sex with Yoongi from just an hour ago still fresh in your mind, and now being with Jungkook shortly after is quite a lot.

"Hey are you ok? We don't have to do this right now."

It's almost weird to hear Jungkook care about you like this, his usual immature and horny ass behavior a noticeable contrast to the tending persona he's now displaying, your heart warming up to him in an instant as a cute look of concern flashes through his big bambi eyes. But before you can even answer to his whispers, an unexpected loud thud on the door makes you physically scream out in panic.

"Oh shit sorry, (y/n), is that you? I thought it was Jungkookie. How long you gonna be in there? My toilet's broken."

Jungkook's face immediately scrunches up with worry, his lips mouthing "Fuck! It's Jimin hyung" to you as your body becomes paralyzed in fear for what feels like a full minute. Why do people barge into each other in the most uninviting occasions in this household? It's like a joke at this point.

"Almost done! I'll be out soon."

Your natural instinct kicks in, your finger firmly pointing towards the shower curtain, then forcefully pushing Jungkook's back with your palm to urge him to hide behind the covers, all so Jimin can't see him.

"Kook, I swear to God if you utter a single word, I'm literally gonna-"

Your threatening whispers are hushed up by Jungkook's lips smooching yours, an unmistakable smile forming on his face before he nods at you with assurance, gently swiping the shower curtain closed to conceal himself. With a serious risk of heart failure about to consume you, you quickly pick up the towel from the floor, tucking in the corner fold in between your breasts after you've securely wrapped it around your body.

"Oh hey, sorry for taking long. Go ahead, the bathroom's all yours!"

Jimin mindlessly stares at you after you've swung the door open, the fake calm smile you're sporting fading when you notice his gaze falling down to your chest, your mind awkwardly feeling self conscience at the sight of Jimin observing your half naked body. His eyes appear droopy and red, slightly puffy too when he quickly snaps out of it and looks up into your eyes at the sound of you clearing your throat.

"It's cool, no worries. I'm sorry for scaring you."

He keeps it short, his shoulder brushing past your warm skin as he slips inside the bathroom, your palm clutching your stuttering chest before you start walking straight back into your bedroom, praying to God Jimin doesn't find Jungkook, who's still hiding behind the shower curtain.

You're so relieved to hear a lack of conversation, knowing perfectly well there'd be lots of shouting going on if Jungkook were to be busted, your ears still perked up as you quickly change into your pajamas. The quiet click of the bathroom door shutting, and Jimin's feet noisily strut down the hallway, fading away when he finally enters his room. But the silence is shortly disturbed when you hear the clear sound of sniffles, definitely coming from the shared wall in between your room and Jimin's room.

You bite down on your bottom lip, closing your eyes for a quick second when you feel your brain instructing you to check up on Jimin and see if he's ok. You know you need some time to yourself after this crazy night, but Jimin's been the sweetest step bro to you, unlike the chaos Yoongi and Jungkook seemed to have caused, and it's your job to protect Jimin back like he's always done for you. It wouldn't hurt to stop by his room.

"Hey, you ok?"

Jimin's sitting on the edge on his bed when you pop your head in through a gap in the door, his entire face buried in his palms while his elbows dig into his thighs, head hanging low while he sniffles again. You don't know why he's crying but it sucks so bad seeing him like this, your feet instantly walking in his direction and stopping only when you're right next to him.

"I caught her cheating on me. It's all over."

Your heart shatters after hearing Jimin's painful words, his voice heavy and nasally from all of the crying, his face cherry red in color when he finally pulls his palms off and dismally looks up into your pitiful gaze.

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry."

A spike of heat rips through your chest from the anger you feel, the fact that Jimin's girlfriend had cheated on him seriously upsetting you as you sit down next to him on the edge of the bed too. Letting out a deep sigh, your arm consolingly curls around Jimin's shoulder, his head adorably tucking underneath your chin as he snuggles you tight. He's whimpering while a few more tears roll down his plump cheeks, your t-shirt starting to feel wet from the big blobs that keep dripping onto it.

"Maybe I just wasn't good enough. Maybe I could've done more for her."

"Don't say that... Hey, listen to me. What she did is awful and that's totally on her, ok? Please don't blame yourself for anything. You're an amazing person, Jimin. And you're so loved... by all of us."

Jimin sniffles even louder after hearing your words, his body starting to fully shake from the grief, so you hold him closer, both arms completely wrapped around him as his cheek deeply presses into your chest. You gently rub your palm up and down his bicep to get him to calm down, which he finally does after what feels like an hour of cuddles and comfort.

"You're so sweet, you know that? Thanks for this."

"You don't have to say thanks. I'm here for you."

Jimin begins to pull his head back from your embrace, his body weight slowly lifting off of you and now allowing you to breathe better.

"Oh, sorry for crushing you."

Jimin notices how sharply you're inhaling, your lungs expanding to make up for the lost air, your lips then parting in a grin when you see him shyly giggling from the guilt of suffocating you. It feels so great to see Jimin smile again, his tears unbearable to watch. Both your palms squish his cheeks and hold onto them, your thumbs then wiping away his tears as you warmly smile at him from the care you feel for him.

"Now promise me one thing. No more tears, ok?"

Jimin immediately beams at you and nods, his eyes traveling down to your lips soon after, making you feel a pang of nervousness as it hits you just how close your face actually is to his. And the way he now quickly leans in and pecks your lips gets you startled, your body still in shock when he pulls back and reads your expressions for a sign of approval.

"What- what was that for?"

"I just- I need a distraction... I don't want to think about anything."

You get what Jimin's saying, the desire to empty out your mind and have no thoughts something you're also wanting, especially after your insane encounters with Yoongi and Jungkook earlier in the night. You just never imagined kissing Jimin would help make those thoughts pause like they had, this entire act seeming quite counter productive as you're only adding another boy into the mix of your life. But Jimin's pouty lips remain close to yours, devilishly tempting you and winning you over.

It only takes a few seconds before Jimin's hand's already underneath your shirt, his palm softly moulding the shape of your breasts while his juicy lips stay attached to yours. You wonder how someone can have such soft lips, the plushiness a gift that you get to taste, the makeout heating you up as Jimin's thumb teasingly grazes your hardening nipple. Of course you aren't wearing a bra underneath your pajamas, the way you're sucking on your step bro's tongue a reroute from your original plan of crashing into your own bed for a good night's sleep. No point in having regrets now.

"Damn, you've got great tits."

You don't stop Jimin when he lifts your shirt up and off of you to get you topless, and you certainly give him permission to suck on your breasts, the soft pressure with which his tongue's circling your bud inducing shaky moans out of you. Your fingers run through his silky hair as he's bent down, face still buried in your cleavage while your eyes begin to close up.

"Having all the fun without me, I see."

Jungkook's sudden irritated voice startles both you and Jimin, your heads whipping towards the door where he's standing with his arms folded. Jimin quickly picks your shirt off the floor and respectfully covers your exposed chest up, his perplexed eyes widening in shock when Jungkook smirks and chuckles out loud, your own cheeks now burning bright pink.

"Oh don't worry, I've already seen her naked. I told you we hooked up."

"Well... why don't you join in then, Kook?"

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