Melt Me Down
Melt Me Down
Jungkook/Yoongi, 4445w, NC-17
Smut | Bangtan |
warnings would include humiliation kink, light d/s sorta??? yes. also lapselock.
jungkook's just messing around while everyone's getting situated. they're going to practice their dance in a few but there's always these minutes beforehand where everyone is fooling around and not in a working mood. usually, namjoon is the one to get them all together and make them start, but right now he can't say anything because he's a part of it too. so, jungkook is dancing around to their new song playing over the loud speakers, taehyung and jimin and hoseok all joining him or dancing off in their own world. seokjin's diligently reviewing the moves, thinking in his head about what movements after what and the beats echoing out on his lips of one. two. three. jungkook knows not to bother him lest he be berated about 'just cause you can dance doesn’t mean everyone can.' namjoon's off by himself too, not practicing like jin, but practicing his singing or expression or whatever he's doing in the mirror. he might just be trying to film his own cf. then, jungkook makes his way over to yoongi who's sitting on the floor, hunched over his ipad, doing something. and when jungkook sits down next to him he doesn't even look over.
for a bit, jungkooks okay with just watching him. he's playing some game or something. but, he won't answer any of jungkooks questions about what exactly is the point of the game and what is it. it's annoying. sometimes yoongi does this thing where he just ignores you to get you to go away. most of them are used to it, but jungkook's only asking simple questions that if yoongi answered in a meager two words, he'd go away and leave yoongi alone. it's happened before. however, yoongi's glaring over at him and shooing him away and telling him to go dance with the other three hyperactive kids. and jungkook tries to pout because half the time it does work with yoongi, but this time is the other half. so, he's irritated and yoongi is not really one to be messed with, jungkook learned that a year ago when he accidentally tore yoongi's shirt and he got socked in the jaw (loving the maknae be damned). it's a bad idea, but jungkook reaches for yoongi's ear and tugs to get his attention. definitely a bad idea, because yoongi tenses and he only does that when he's ten seconds away from throwing a punch.
"what jungkook?" his voice is calm though.
"i just wanted your attention hyung," jungkook says.
"okay, so. what. you have it. let go of my ear, please." yoongi's clenching his jaw and he seems angry, but not violent anger more annoyance. then, it's okay to tease.
"you always grab my ear, hyung." jungkook grins, and rubs at yoongi's earlobe. he expects yoongi to try and pull himself out of jungkook's grasp, or glare, or he just doesn't expect to look up and see yoongi cheeks tinged slightly pink and biting at his lip. yoongi-hyung doesn't blush. it's, like, not in his genetic code.
"let go, jungkook." he sounds tense. this time jungkook does let go out of shock. yoongi abruptly stands up and pushes jungkook as he leaves very quickly out the door. it slams and everyone looks over at him.
"what did you do?" namjoon sighs, but this time jungkook doesn't actually know.
---
yoongi wasn't mad. he actually rarely ever gets mad, just angry enough to throw a few punches and yell in that moment. he doesn't hold grudges for more than a day or two at max. but none of that happened with this. yoongi had gone back to the dance practice of his own accord and, although he had ignored jungkook all practice except a few glances, he was his normal self. and even with that, as soon as they got back to the dorm he was truly completely himself. no ignoring jungkook, no side glances, nothing. regular yoongi.
that's how jungkook knows something different.
and so jungkook plans this: watch a movie with yoongi, jimin (since jimin always agrees), and he'll be able to get yoongi alone since jimin's awful at staying up for late night movies. it works, yoongi doesn't even notice jimin's fallen asleep on the other side of jungkook.
"hyung, what was wrong today?" jungkook asks.
yoongi cringes slightly, but in the next second it's like nothing happened. "nothing, jungkook. i was just a bit upset over something i read." usually, jungkook's horrible at spotting yoongi's lies, but that second was telling enough. he'll let it go, though. he won't ask any more questions since yoongi won't answer them anyway. not truthfully anyway. instead, he'll think it through on his own if yoongi won't admit to it. then, it has to be something embarrassing. and, quite honestly, yoongi doesn't have much shame so it has to be really embarrassing. when he thinks back, only one thing seems to click.
so, he reaches for yoongi's ear at a particular part in the movie that he's rather enamoured with. this time, yoongi doesn't freeze as much, sighing instead.
"jungkook, what are you doing? do you want to get hit?" jungkook grins, then tugs lightly at his ear. yoongi bites down on his lips.
"do you like it, hyung?" jungkook ask.
"jungkook-ah, let go." except he doesn't make any effort to force jungkook off. he sits there, staring at the television which is illuminating his reddening cheeks.
he's being experimental: rubs all along the shell of yoongi's ear, watches as his breath starts to get more labored, watches as his mouth starts to open. "do you really want me to let go?"
yoongi's eyes dart over, then fall over to jimin. "can you-" he gasps slightly when jungkook tugs harder on his ear and he looks back over to the tv screen. "stop. let's just pretend this didn't happen." jungkook doesn't think he can do that. he doesn't think he can forget that strong and aloof yoongi-hyung melts and submits if you just tug at his ears. and, he wonders what happens if he did other things, what would yoongi do then.
he makes a movement towards yoongi and jimin stirs. he takes back his hand as jimin starts to rise, blinking rapidly.
"i think i'll go to bed." he yawns then gets up. "you should too jungkook."
jungkook weighs the options and when he looks over at yoongi, he's staring away from him. it's cute. "yeah sure." he gets up and follows jimin, but pauses. "i won't forget what you told me, hyung." and yoongi glances back at him, usually it would be annoyance or some look to spike fear, but instead he looks so embarrassed.
"what did he tell you?" jimin looks between them. "wait, hyung, i want to know." and jungkook laughs and drags him to the bedroom, ignoring his protests of 'tell me' and 'i'm your hyung you have to do as i say.'
---
jungkook wouldn't say yoongi's the meanest hyung. namjoon's said as many harsh things, jimin often gets irritated with him, seokjin flat out ignors him sometimes. but, with all the mean things they do, they're also nice. and it's the same thing with yoongi. it's just yoongi's got this bristly aura he gives off that even jungkook's been hazardous of. he knows that the others let him get away with a lot of things he says since he's the maknae and, despite how many times they call him brat, they forgive him easily. yoongi does too, but he acts in ways to scare off jungkook from doing it. glares more than the others, doesn't forgive him as quickly, scolds him worse. because yoongi doesn't feel like dealing with any bullshit and that includes jungkook's snark that's okay 'because he's maknae.' and jungkook had learned that fast, so he knows not to try it over and over with yoongi. but, he wants to.
so, he finds yoongi in the bedroom hunched over his ipad, probably reading something, and jungkook comes up behind him and leans on him. this he's done a million times before, a bad habit picked up from the others loving to do it to him. yoongi's used to it. but, jungkook leans in closer and makes it so his breath is hitting the back of yoongi's ear. he smiles when yoongi freezes.
'jungkook-"
"what are you doing hyung?" jungkook asks.
yoongi's breathing is already getting faster. "i'm-"
"what are you reading?" jungkook interjects, and his lips are ghosting on yoongi's ear.
"jungkook, don't-" and he gulps when jungkook bites lightly, very lightly, at the shell of yoongi's ear. "jungkook-ah, what are you doing?"
"what do you mean?" jungkook purposely blows on the back of yoongi's ear, watching yoongi shudder and his jaw clench. then, when yoongi opens his mouth to say something, he bites at the earlobe this time and yoongi chokes on his words.
"jungkook," and he stutters because jungkook tugs on his ear, arms wrapping around yoongi as he starts to lean back into jungkook's arms.
"what, hyung?" and it's so hot how yoongi's pressing back into jungkoook, exposing himself to him. a you-can-do-anything-you-want pass. the tent in yoongi's sweats is obvious as he lets his legs splay out.
"will you-" his voice had sounded so demanding, so jungkook bit harder on his earlobe. he didn't expect yoongi to let out this breathy moan, and from the way yoongi's cheeks turn red he doesn’t either. it's hot though, so hot, and he grins, pulling yoongi closer. "will you do something?"
"like what?" yoongi's still won't look over at jungkook and he won't reply to what he says. not even as jungkook starts to kiss at his neck and his hand travels to yoongi's stomach, laying flat against it.
"fuck," yoongi groans and his hand covers over jungkook's, "i swear to god, just do something."
"do what?" jungkook replies. he nips at yoongi's shoulder and from the way yoongi arches into it, he seems to appreciate it.
then, the door opens. jungkook snatches back his hand and backs a respectable, private zone, friend-like distance away and yoongi clamors up, breathing hard.
"hey." it's namjoon, and he doesn't look at them right away. more focused on the window, but when he looks down he quirks an eyebrow. "we're going to head out to eat, do you want to come?"
"no, it's okay."
"i'll come." jungkook says. and finally, yoongi looks back at him, face still flushed, ears red, and he holds his gaze for a second then looks away. jungkook grins as he stands. "we'll get you something hyung. for later." he says as he follows namjoon out the door.
---
jungkook's being ignored, not completely outright, but he can still tell. yoongi's smart, he knows how to stay away from jungkook in a way that doesn't alert the others to a possible problem. he's fine with him in group settings, he still yells at him when jungkook deserves it, and he still snarks at him like the rest. but, he won't be alone with him. he's always able to slink out of it before anyone can notice, before jungkook can even notice. it's fine. there are other ways.
they're filming for their new music video and they're starting out with solo shots. taehyung's currently off in front of the camera, throwing looks and singing his heart out to the song. for a while, jungkook watches, but it's only interesting for so long. he goes off to find someone else, then finds the rest of the members all in a group talking about something. and he notices yoongi, he sees him smiling, then laughing hard at something just said.
jungkook's learned to be touchy, he has taehyung and hoseok to thank for that. the others expect that of him now. so, he can back hug on yoongi, arms fitting around his waist, and rest his chin on yoongi's shoulder. okay, maybe they stare oddly for a second because it's yoongi and maybe one out of ten times this would be alright. but, they choose to ignore it after yoongi doesn't react.
not outwardly, at least, being right up against yoongi he can feel the other's grip on his arm, a warning, a ‘be good’. jungkook's never been good at heading those. so, the others are talking about something, jungkook's only half paying attention. he just knows to laugh when they do, laughing against yoongi's ear. his ears start to tint pink and when yoongi abruptly stops, no one notices.
they don't notice when jungkook blows on the back of yoongi's ear either. and when yoongi's face flushes the same color as his ears, it makes jungkook grin. it's really cute how yoongi tries to focus on the others, mimics whatever they're doing to seem like he's paying attention. jungkook presses yoongi closer and it pops into his head how he wishes clothes weren't separating them.
"hyung." jungkook tests it out, sees if the other can hear what yoongi definitely can. they don't take notice, focused on some story hoseok is telling. "i want to fuck you." the way yoongi gasps, the way he grips at jungkook's arms unbearingly tight sends this spike of heat through jungkook's body.
"are you okay, hyung?" hoseok asks. he's always been the most observant. "your face is red."
"you do feel a little warm, hyung." jungkook adds. then, lets go and moves to the side, glad he's wearing pants that make it hard to notice his condition. yoongi glances at him, trying for a glare, but it's not effective at all.
"yeah, i-" yoongi stops. he tries to meet the other's gazes, but he just looks back down at the floor. "i don't feel well. i'm going to go to the bathroom."
"do you want me to come with you?" seokjin asks.
"no." yoongi says it too quickly, but seokjin only pouts in the worried way he does whenever anyone rebuffs his attempts to make sure they're okay. he doesn't suspect anything and neither do the others. "i'm fine. i just need to rest." then, he turns and walks away. the others just ignore it, simply shrug their shoulders and accept yoongi's explanation. it would be perfectly reasonable for jungkook to say he's worried about yoongi and follow after him. he could meet him in the bathroom, surprise him, push him against the wall and kiss all along his ear and neck. touch him everywhere. maybe go through with what he said. no one would even know what they were doing, why yoongi would come back flushed and jittery.
but, hoseok grabs at him, hugs him from behind and spins them around, dancing, telling him not to be so spacey. jungkook rolls his eyes, but doesn't break out of the hold. it's completely fine. he can do that later.
---
it's take a few more times, a few more incidents, until yoongi purposefully seeks him out. jungkook's on the couch, laptop in his lap as he wastes time on it. the others had left to do something, jungkook hadn't paid attention. and since yoongi's been ignoring him, he expected it to just be yoongi in some other room ignoring jungkook's existence. which is why he's surprised when yoongi walks into the room and stands by the couch, the opposite end from jungkook.
"what are you doing." yoongi says.
that should be pretty obvious, but with how yoongi's voice sounds, jungkook knows he shouldn't try for sarcasm. "hyung?"
"what are you doing." yoongi repeats. "are you just horny all the time? are you sadistic? what do you want?" there's something in yoongi's voice jungkook can't place. he's looking down at the ground so jungkook can't see his face either.
"i don't know." and truly, jungkook doesn't. he just likes the way yoongi squirms under him and how his face goes red and the way he tries to act like he's still in control even though he isn't. "you're cute."
jungkook grins when yoongi's head snaps up. and he's glaring because he hates being called cute, only barely tolerates it by fans, but the way his cheeks are flushed as he's trying to give off an intimidating glare just proves jungkook's statement. he's cute. "what. i'm not-jungkook i'm going to kick your ass if you don't stop laughing!"
jungkook does listen, he stops his laughter and smiles instead, putting his laptop safely on the coffee table. then, he gets up and yoongi is looking away again. "really, jungkook. what are you doing?"
when jungkook stands up and walks toward him, he doesn't try to get away. yoongi would never do that. the yoongi who always tries to prove he's right, who is always quick to snap back at remarks against him, who wants people to believe he's not scared of anything, doesn't back down. jungkook likes that about him. but, when he reaches his hand out to place it at yoongi's neck and yoongi flinches, he likes it even more. since yoongi tries to pretend like he didn't just flinch and holds jungkook's gaze even as he thumbs at yoongi's earlobe.
"jungkook." yoongi starts, "what do you want" even though he can try and fake confidence on his face, his voice betrays him. he sounds so soft and breathy.
"i want-" jungkook pauses because he doesn't completely know, but it all starts with yoongi. "come closer."
and yoongi's not one to be ordered around, it flashes over his face how much he hates it, but he steps towards jungkook anyway. jungkook grins and, before yoongi can say anything, he cuts him off with a kiss. he wouldn't say he's amazing with this, and from the stories yoongi's told he's way more experienced, but yoongi grabs at jungkook's shirt, pulls him closer, seems like he's aching for it. he tries to pull away, but yoongi just tugs him back, refusing to end the kiss. and jungkook would laugh, but yoongi catches his bottom lip and sucks and it turns into more a groan. he doesn't miss the way yoongi's mouth twitches against his into a slight smile.
it's only fair that he sneaks a hand under yoongi's shirt, yoongi shivering then threading a hand through jungkook's hair. for a bit, jungkook just explores his stomach, runs his hand over every inch of it, then he moves down to the tie on yoongi’s shorts. yoongi pauses momentarily, then moans loudly when jungkook palms at his dick.
he unties yoongi's shorts and pulls them down far enough until his cock springs out and hits his stomach. they don't wear underwear at the dorm, none of the members do. jungkook thumbs over the top of yoongi's dick, loving the way yoongi has to break the kiss to moan. his hands leave jungkook's shoulders, start to travel down to untie jungkook's sweats, but thats not what jungkook wants. he grabs at yoongi's hands, spins them so yoongi is backed up against jungkook again, then pulls them down onto the couch. yoongi stunned for a second, then attempts to free his hands from jungkook's grip.
he kisses at yoongi's neck at first, and he'd love to suck harder, leave marks, but he can't. he does bite lightly, yoongi squirming a little and saying his name in a gruff warning. his kisses trace up to the back of yoongi's ear, already red, then he stops and takes yoongi in. how flushed he is, how he's breathing so heavily, how this is all jungkook's doing.
"are you going to do something?" yoongi is trying to make his voice sound demanding, but he's sitting obediently in jungkook's lap, not in anyway trying to get out of jungkook's grasp.
jungkook smiles and whispers close to yoongi's ear, "what do you want me to do?"
"will you-" and he sounds annoyed at first, but jungkook bites lightly at yoongi's ear and he shudders. "touch me." and he won't push his luck, he won't try to make yoongi beg for it. not yet anyway. he reaches his hand down and grabs yoongi's cock, jerking slowly.
"faster." yoongi says, maybe he's trying to make it a demand, but he sounds too breathless and eager. jungkook smirks, but complies. hands moving at a speed he likes and, from the sounds yoongi's making, he seems to as well.
yoongi's sitting in his lap, bare ass against jungkook's thin sweats, and it feels so nice. feels so good whenever yoongi hips thrust up to meet jungkook's jerks and his ass slides against jungkook's cock. he looks so hot fucking into jungkook's hand so eager and impatient. jungkook never would have thought yoongi would be this earnest. he never would have thought yoongi would be so shameless, that if jungkook would stop his hand's motions, stop jerking yoongi off, yoongi would just thrust up into his hand, mumbling a small ‘don't stop’.
"you look so good right now, hyung." jungkook says. it seems to bring yoongi back into the current situation, make him aware of what he's doing, how needy he looks. he slows down and jungkook tightens his grip around yoongi's dick. yoongi moans. "why did you stop?" he whispers it right against yoongi's ear, not missing the way the other shudders.
"jungkook." yoongi breathes out. jungkook kisses at yoongi's neck, licks a line up to behind his ear.
"why don't you just fuck my hand again?" it's such a pretty blush that darkens on yoongi's cheeks.
"i-" yoongi swallows and closes his eyes, "please. jungkook." that sends sparks coursing through jungkook's body. yoongi just begged. no prompting necessary, no pulling it out of him.
"what?" jungkook says because he wants to hear it again and again until he can save in his brain: yoongi begging him. but yoongi won't reply, just bites at his lip. he doesn't want to pull more begging out of yoongi when he just did it so freely. so, if yoongi won't answer, he'll just focus on himself, rolling his hips into yoongi's ass. with how little attention he gave his own cock, it feels so good rubbing against yoongi and yoongi is making these little breathless sounds. it would be so easy for jungkook to get off like this. he considers that, and lets go of his hold on yoongi's cock to grab at yoongi's hips.
"no." yoongi says quickly, eyes opening. "please." and he swallows again. "please. jungkook. please. i'm so close." the urgency and the pure need that's in yoongi's voice is intoxicating.
"do you want something?" jungkook moves his hand back to thumbing at the top of yoongi's cock. "huh?" and yoongi's whining now. yoongi doesn't whine, won't ever whine, but he is now. for jungkook.
"please. let me-let me come. jungkook. please." yoongi begs. jungkook grins and tugs at yoongi's earlobe, enticing breathy moans out of yoongi's mouth.
"what if the others come in?" jungkook whispers against the shell of yoongi's ear.
yoongi groans, hips thrusting up slightly. "please. i don't care. jungkook touch me again. please just-" and he lets out a loud moan as jungkook starts jerking him off again. he had sounded so eager, so needy and jungkook couldn't resist anymore.
"do you want them to see you like this?" jungkook asks. it's the same as before, yoongi thrusting along with jungkook's hand, seemingly given up on his "manly" pretense. "you want to be seen begging for me?"
"fuck, jungkook, i'm so close." yoongi whines. and jungkook makes his grip tighter, yoongi completely losing control. moaning loudly, hips jerking erratically.
"you want them to see me fucking you?" and yoongi lets out such a nice, loud moan as he comes, jungkook pumping his cock all the way through it until yoongi is completely spent. until yoongi is just laying back in jungkook's arms, taking deep breaths.
jungkook kisses at yoongi's neck and shoulder, rolling his hips up into yoongi. it only takes a few seconds before jungkook groans softly into yoongi's neck and comes.
they stay like that, jungkook watching yoongi's chest fall. he's waiting for yoongi to say something, turn around and choke him, yell at him something, but he doesn't do anything. it's a lot scarier like this. it seems like his anger is starting to bubble up. when yoongi sighs, jungkook can't tell what it means. his arms tighten around yoongi's stomach and he goes back to kissing up and down yoongi's neck, light pepper kisses. he's trying to dispell any rage.
"i'm going to kill you," yoongi says softly, but his hand moves up to pet and caress at jungkook's hair. jungkook grins against yoongi's skin.
"management would kill you." he replies and yoongi pulls hard on his hair.
"fuck off." jungkook laughs which makes yoongi just pull harder until he says a quiet sorry and kisses at yoongi's shoulder. then, yoongi's back to relaxing in his arms, it's probably the most calm he's ever seen yoongi be.
"hyung, you seem really comfortable." jungkook says and gets this contented grunt in reply. and he knows what he's about to say will ruin it, so he takes in yoongi running a hand through his hair and how yoongi feels so placated in his arms. "do you want to do this again?"
it's so abrupt how everything changes. yoongi's hands drop from his head and he grabs at jungkook's arm. "what the fuck are you even saying, of course not." he doesn't sound angry, he sounds sort of nervous actually. once jungkook lets him go, yoongi quickly stands up and pulls up his shorts. "you just managed to coerce me once you little shit, okay?" jungkook smiles, until yoongi turns around. his face is flushed again and jungkook can't help it, he pulls yoongi down by his arm so they can kiss again, softer, gentle. and yoongi is definitely kissing back.
"hyung? please?" he asks when he pulls back and yoongi is staring at him, eyes wavering.
"maybe." he says, then bites at his cheek. "but. now. just. go clean up, okay? i'm going to take a shower-"
"can i join you?" the look yoongi gives him makes him laugh and he really should have expected it when he gets punched in the arm. "ow." when he tries to look back over at him with a pout, yoongi's already walking away.
"shut the fuck up and clean up you perverted shithead," yoongi yells.
this is all because of this fucking gif. okay. goodbye.
Jungkook/Yoongi, 4445w, NC-17
Smut | Bangtan |
warnings would include humiliation kink, light d/s sorta??? yes. also lapselock.
jungkook's just messing around while everyone's getting situated. they're going to practice their dance in a few but there's always these minutes beforehand where everyone is fooling around and not in a working mood. usually, namjoon is the one to get them all together and make them start, but right now he can't say anything because he's a part of it too. so, jungkook is dancing around to their new song playing over the loud speakers, taehyung and jimin and hoseok all joining him or dancing off in their own world. seokjin's diligently reviewing the moves, thinking in his head about what movements after what and the beats echoing out on his lips of one. two. three. jungkook knows not to bother him lest he be berated about 'just cause you can dance doesn’t mean everyone can.' namjoon's off by himself too, not practicing like jin, but practicing his singing or expression or whatever he's doing in the mirror. he might just be trying to film his own cf. then, jungkook makes his way over to yoongi who's sitting on the floor, hunched over his ipad, doing something. and when jungkook sits down next to him he doesn't even look over.
for a bit, jungkooks okay with just watching him. he's playing some game or something. but, he won't answer any of jungkooks questions about what exactly is the point of the game and what is it. it's annoying. sometimes yoongi does this thing where he just ignores you to get you to go away. most of them are used to it, but jungkook's only asking simple questions that if yoongi answered in a meager two words, he'd go away and leave yoongi alone. it's happened before. however, yoongi's glaring over at him and shooing him away and telling him to go dance with the other three hyperactive kids. and jungkook tries to pout because half the time it does work with yoongi, but this time is the other half. so, he's irritated and yoongi is not really one to be messed with, jungkook learned that a year ago when he accidentally tore yoongi's shirt and he got socked in the jaw (loving the maknae be damned). it's a bad idea, but jungkook reaches for yoongi's ear and tugs to get his attention. definitely a bad idea, because yoongi tenses and he only does that when he's ten seconds away from throwing a punch.
"what jungkook?" his voice is calm though.
"i just wanted your attention hyung," jungkook says.
"okay, so. what. you have it. let go of my ear, please." yoongi's clenching his jaw and he seems angry, but not violent anger more annoyance. then, it's okay to tease.
"you always grab my ear, hyung." jungkook grins, and rubs at yoongi's earlobe. he expects yoongi to try and pull himself out of jungkook's grasp, or glare, or he just doesn't expect to look up and see yoongi cheeks tinged slightly pink and biting at his lip. yoongi-hyung doesn't blush. it's, like, not in his genetic code.
"let go, jungkook." he sounds tense. this time jungkook does let go out of shock. yoongi abruptly stands up and pushes jungkook as he leaves very quickly out the door. it slams and everyone looks over at him.
"what did you do?" namjoon sighs, but this time jungkook doesn't actually know.
---
yoongi wasn't mad. he actually rarely ever gets mad, just angry enough to throw a few punches and yell in that moment. he doesn't hold grudges for more than a day or two at max. but none of that happened with this. yoongi had gone back to the dance practice of his own accord and, although he had ignored jungkook all practice except a few glances, he was his normal self. and even with that, as soon as they got back to the dorm he was truly completely himself. no ignoring jungkook, no side glances, nothing. regular yoongi.
that's how jungkook knows something different.
and so jungkook plans this: watch a movie with yoongi, jimin (since jimin always agrees), and he'll be able to get yoongi alone since jimin's awful at staying up for late night movies. it works, yoongi doesn't even notice jimin's fallen asleep on the other side of jungkook.
"hyung, what was wrong today?" jungkook asks.
yoongi cringes slightly, but in the next second it's like nothing happened. "nothing, jungkook. i was just a bit upset over something i read." usually, jungkook's horrible at spotting yoongi's lies, but that second was telling enough. he'll let it go, though. he won't ask any more questions since yoongi won't answer them anyway. not truthfully anyway. instead, he'll think it through on his own if yoongi won't admit to it. then, it has to be something embarrassing. and, quite honestly, yoongi doesn't have much shame so it has to be really embarrassing. when he thinks back, only one thing seems to click.
so, he reaches for yoongi's ear at a particular part in the movie that he's rather enamoured with. this time, yoongi doesn't freeze as much, sighing instead.
"jungkook, what are you doing? do you want to get hit?" jungkook grins, then tugs lightly at his ear. yoongi bites down on his lips.
"do you like it, hyung?" jungkook ask.
"jungkook-ah, let go." except he doesn't make any effort to force jungkook off. he sits there, staring at the television which is illuminating his reddening cheeks.
he's being experimental: rubs all along the shell of yoongi's ear, watches as his breath starts to get more labored, watches as his mouth starts to open. "do you really want me to let go?"
yoongi's eyes dart over, then fall over to jimin. "can you-" he gasps slightly when jungkook tugs harder on his ear and he looks back over to the tv screen. "stop. let's just pretend this didn't happen." jungkook doesn't think he can do that. he doesn't think he can forget that strong and aloof yoongi-hyung melts and submits if you just tug at his ears. and, he wonders what happens if he did other things, what would yoongi do then.
he makes a movement towards yoongi and jimin stirs. he takes back his hand as jimin starts to rise, blinking rapidly.
"i think i'll go to bed." he yawns then gets up. "you should too jungkook."
jungkook weighs the options and when he looks over at yoongi, he's staring away from him. it's cute. "yeah sure." he gets up and follows jimin, but pauses. "i won't forget what you told me, hyung." and yoongi glances back at him, usually it would be annoyance or some look to spike fear, but instead he looks so embarrassed.
"what did he tell you?" jimin looks between them. "wait, hyung, i want to know." and jungkook laughs and drags him to the bedroom, ignoring his protests of 'tell me' and 'i'm your hyung you have to do as i say.'
---
jungkook wouldn't say yoongi's the meanest hyung. namjoon's said as many harsh things, jimin often gets irritated with him, seokjin flat out ignors him sometimes. but, with all the mean things they do, they're also nice. and it's the same thing with yoongi. it's just yoongi's got this bristly aura he gives off that even jungkook's been hazardous of. he knows that the others let him get away with a lot of things he says since he's the maknae and, despite how many times they call him brat, they forgive him easily. yoongi does too, but he acts in ways to scare off jungkook from doing it. glares more than the others, doesn't forgive him as quickly, scolds him worse. because yoongi doesn't feel like dealing with any bullshit and that includes jungkook's snark that's okay 'because he's maknae.' and jungkook had learned that fast, so he knows not to try it over and over with yoongi. but, he wants to.
so, he finds yoongi in the bedroom hunched over his ipad, probably reading something, and jungkook comes up behind him and leans on him. this he's done a million times before, a bad habit picked up from the others loving to do it to him. yoongi's used to it. but, jungkook leans in closer and makes it so his breath is hitting the back of yoongi's ear. he smiles when yoongi freezes.
'jungkook-"
"what are you doing hyung?" jungkook asks.
yoongi's breathing is already getting faster. "i'm-"
"what are you reading?" jungkook interjects, and his lips are ghosting on yoongi's ear.
"jungkook, don't-" and he gulps when jungkook bites lightly, very lightly, at the shell of yoongi's ear. "jungkook-ah, what are you doing?"
"what do you mean?" jungkook purposely blows on the back of yoongi's ear, watching yoongi shudder and his jaw clench. then, when yoongi opens his mouth to say something, he bites at the earlobe this time and yoongi chokes on his words.
"jungkook," and he stutters because jungkook tugs on his ear, arms wrapping around yoongi as he starts to lean back into jungkook's arms.
"what, hyung?" and it's so hot how yoongi's pressing back into jungkoook, exposing himself to him. a you-can-do-anything-you-want pass. the tent in yoongi's sweats is obvious as he lets his legs splay out.
"will you-" his voice had sounded so demanding, so jungkook bit harder on his earlobe. he didn't expect yoongi to let out this breathy moan, and from the way yoongi's cheeks turn red he doesn’t either. it's hot though, so hot, and he grins, pulling yoongi closer. "will you do something?"
"like what?" yoongi's still won't look over at jungkook and he won't reply to what he says. not even as jungkook starts to kiss at his neck and his hand travels to yoongi's stomach, laying flat against it.
"fuck," yoongi groans and his hand covers over jungkook's, "i swear to god, just do something."
"do what?" jungkook replies. he nips at yoongi's shoulder and from the way yoongi arches into it, he seems to appreciate it.
then, the door opens. jungkook snatches back his hand and backs a respectable, private zone, friend-like distance away and yoongi clamors up, breathing hard.
"hey." it's namjoon, and he doesn't look at them right away. more focused on the window, but when he looks down he quirks an eyebrow. "we're going to head out to eat, do you want to come?"
"no, it's okay."
"i'll come." jungkook says. and finally, yoongi looks back at him, face still flushed, ears red, and he holds his gaze for a second then looks away. jungkook grins as he stands. "we'll get you something hyung. for later." he says as he follows namjoon out the door.
---
jungkook's being ignored, not completely outright, but he can still tell. yoongi's smart, he knows how to stay away from jungkook in a way that doesn't alert the others to a possible problem. he's fine with him in group settings, he still yells at him when jungkook deserves it, and he still snarks at him like the rest. but, he won't be alone with him. he's always able to slink out of it before anyone can notice, before jungkook can even notice. it's fine. there are other ways.
they're filming for their new music video and they're starting out with solo shots. taehyung's currently off in front of the camera, throwing looks and singing his heart out to the song. for a while, jungkook watches, but it's only interesting for so long. he goes off to find someone else, then finds the rest of the members all in a group talking about something. and he notices yoongi, he sees him smiling, then laughing hard at something just said.
jungkook's learned to be touchy, he has taehyung and hoseok to thank for that. the others expect that of him now. so, he can back hug on yoongi, arms fitting around his waist, and rest his chin on yoongi's shoulder. okay, maybe they stare oddly for a second because it's yoongi and maybe one out of ten times this would be alright. but, they choose to ignore it after yoongi doesn't react.
not outwardly, at least, being right up against yoongi he can feel the other's grip on his arm, a warning, a ‘be good’. jungkook's never been good at heading those. so, the others are talking about something, jungkook's only half paying attention. he just knows to laugh when they do, laughing against yoongi's ear. his ears start to tint pink and when yoongi abruptly stops, no one notices.
they don't notice when jungkook blows on the back of yoongi's ear either. and when yoongi's face flushes the same color as his ears, it makes jungkook grin. it's really cute how yoongi tries to focus on the others, mimics whatever they're doing to seem like he's paying attention. jungkook presses yoongi closer and it pops into his head how he wishes clothes weren't separating them.
"hyung." jungkook tests it out, sees if the other can hear what yoongi definitely can. they don't take notice, focused on some story hoseok is telling. "i want to fuck you." the way yoongi gasps, the way he grips at jungkook's arms unbearingly tight sends this spike of heat through jungkook's body.
"are you okay, hyung?" hoseok asks. he's always been the most observant. "your face is red."
"you do feel a little warm, hyung." jungkook adds. then, lets go and moves to the side, glad he's wearing pants that make it hard to notice his condition. yoongi glances at him, trying for a glare, but it's not effective at all.
"yeah, i-" yoongi stops. he tries to meet the other's gazes, but he just looks back down at the floor. "i don't feel well. i'm going to go to the bathroom."
"do you want me to come with you?" seokjin asks.
"no." yoongi says it too quickly, but seokjin only pouts in the worried way he does whenever anyone rebuffs his attempts to make sure they're okay. he doesn't suspect anything and neither do the others. "i'm fine. i just need to rest." then, he turns and walks away. the others just ignore it, simply shrug their shoulders and accept yoongi's explanation. it would be perfectly reasonable for jungkook to say he's worried about yoongi and follow after him. he could meet him in the bathroom, surprise him, push him against the wall and kiss all along his ear and neck. touch him everywhere. maybe go through with what he said. no one would even know what they were doing, why yoongi would come back flushed and jittery.
but, hoseok grabs at him, hugs him from behind and spins them around, dancing, telling him not to be so spacey. jungkook rolls his eyes, but doesn't break out of the hold. it's completely fine. he can do that later.
---
it's take a few more times, a few more incidents, until yoongi purposefully seeks him out. jungkook's on the couch, laptop in his lap as he wastes time on it. the others had left to do something, jungkook hadn't paid attention. and since yoongi's been ignoring him, he expected it to just be yoongi in some other room ignoring jungkook's existence. which is why he's surprised when yoongi walks into the room and stands by the couch, the opposite end from jungkook.
"what are you doing." yoongi says.
that should be pretty obvious, but with how yoongi's voice sounds, jungkook knows he shouldn't try for sarcasm. "hyung?"
"what are you doing." yoongi repeats. "are you just horny all the time? are you sadistic? what do you want?" there's something in yoongi's voice jungkook can't place. he's looking down at the ground so jungkook can't see his face either.
"i don't know." and truly, jungkook doesn't. he just likes the way yoongi squirms under him and how his face goes red and the way he tries to act like he's still in control even though he isn't. "you're cute."
jungkook grins when yoongi's head snaps up. and he's glaring because he hates being called cute, only barely tolerates it by fans, but the way his cheeks are flushed as he's trying to give off an intimidating glare just proves jungkook's statement. he's cute. "what. i'm not-jungkook i'm going to kick your ass if you don't stop laughing!"
jungkook does listen, he stops his laughter and smiles instead, putting his laptop safely on the coffee table. then, he gets up and yoongi is looking away again. "really, jungkook. what are you doing?"
when jungkook stands up and walks toward him, he doesn't try to get away. yoongi would never do that. the yoongi who always tries to prove he's right, who is always quick to snap back at remarks against him, who wants people to believe he's not scared of anything, doesn't back down. jungkook likes that about him. but, when he reaches his hand out to place it at yoongi's neck and yoongi flinches, he likes it even more. since yoongi tries to pretend like he didn't just flinch and holds jungkook's gaze even as he thumbs at yoongi's earlobe.
"jungkook." yoongi starts, "what do you want" even though he can try and fake confidence on his face, his voice betrays him. he sounds so soft and breathy.
"i want-" jungkook pauses because he doesn't completely know, but it all starts with yoongi. "come closer."
and yoongi's not one to be ordered around, it flashes over his face how much he hates it, but he steps towards jungkook anyway. jungkook grins and, before yoongi can say anything, he cuts him off with a kiss. he wouldn't say he's amazing with this, and from the stories yoongi's told he's way more experienced, but yoongi grabs at jungkook's shirt, pulls him closer, seems like he's aching for it. he tries to pull away, but yoongi just tugs him back, refusing to end the kiss. and jungkook would laugh, but yoongi catches his bottom lip and sucks and it turns into more a groan. he doesn't miss the way yoongi's mouth twitches against his into a slight smile.
it's only fair that he sneaks a hand under yoongi's shirt, yoongi shivering then threading a hand through jungkook's hair. for a bit, jungkook just explores his stomach, runs his hand over every inch of it, then he moves down to the tie on yoongi’s shorts. yoongi pauses momentarily, then moans loudly when jungkook palms at his dick.
he unties yoongi's shorts and pulls them down far enough until his cock springs out and hits his stomach. they don't wear underwear at the dorm, none of the members do. jungkook thumbs over the top of yoongi's dick, loving the way yoongi has to break the kiss to moan. his hands leave jungkook's shoulders, start to travel down to untie jungkook's sweats, but thats not what jungkook wants. he grabs at yoongi's hands, spins them so yoongi is backed up against jungkook again, then pulls them down onto the couch. yoongi stunned for a second, then attempts to free his hands from jungkook's grip.
he kisses at yoongi's neck at first, and he'd love to suck harder, leave marks, but he can't. he does bite lightly, yoongi squirming a little and saying his name in a gruff warning. his kisses trace up to the back of yoongi's ear, already red, then he stops and takes yoongi in. how flushed he is, how he's breathing so heavily, how this is all jungkook's doing.
"are you going to do something?" yoongi is trying to make his voice sound demanding, but he's sitting obediently in jungkook's lap, not in anyway trying to get out of jungkook's grasp.
jungkook smiles and whispers close to yoongi's ear, "what do you want me to do?"
"will you-" and he sounds annoyed at first, but jungkook bites lightly at yoongi's ear and he shudders. "touch me." and he won't push his luck, he won't try to make yoongi beg for it. not yet anyway. he reaches his hand down and grabs yoongi's cock, jerking slowly.
"faster." yoongi says, maybe he's trying to make it a demand, but he sounds too breathless and eager. jungkook smirks, but complies. hands moving at a speed he likes and, from the sounds yoongi's making, he seems to as well.
yoongi's sitting in his lap, bare ass against jungkook's thin sweats, and it feels so nice. feels so good whenever yoongi hips thrust up to meet jungkook's jerks and his ass slides against jungkook's cock. he looks so hot fucking into jungkook's hand so eager and impatient. jungkook never would have thought yoongi would be this earnest. he never would have thought yoongi would be so shameless, that if jungkook would stop his hand's motions, stop jerking yoongi off, yoongi would just thrust up into his hand, mumbling a small ‘don't stop’.
"you look so good right now, hyung." jungkook says. it seems to bring yoongi back into the current situation, make him aware of what he's doing, how needy he looks. he slows down and jungkook tightens his grip around yoongi's dick. yoongi moans. "why did you stop?" he whispers it right against yoongi's ear, not missing the way the other shudders.
"jungkook." yoongi breathes out. jungkook kisses at yoongi's neck, licks a line up to behind his ear.
"why don't you just fuck my hand again?" it's such a pretty blush that darkens on yoongi's cheeks.
"i-" yoongi swallows and closes his eyes, "please. jungkook." that sends sparks coursing through jungkook's body. yoongi just begged. no prompting necessary, no pulling it out of him.
"what?" jungkook says because he wants to hear it again and again until he can save in his brain: yoongi begging him. but yoongi won't reply, just bites at his lip. he doesn't want to pull more begging out of yoongi when he just did it so freely. so, if yoongi won't answer, he'll just focus on himself, rolling his hips into yoongi's ass. with how little attention he gave his own cock, it feels so good rubbing against yoongi and yoongi is making these little breathless sounds. it would be so easy for jungkook to get off like this. he considers that, and lets go of his hold on yoongi's cock to grab at yoongi's hips.
"no." yoongi says quickly, eyes opening. "please." and he swallows again. "please. jungkook. please. i'm so close." the urgency and the pure need that's in yoongi's voice is intoxicating.
"do you want something?" jungkook moves his hand back to thumbing at the top of yoongi's cock. "huh?" and yoongi's whining now. yoongi doesn't whine, won't ever whine, but he is now. for jungkook.
"please. let me-let me come. jungkook. please." yoongi begs. jungkook grins and tugs at yoongi's earlobe, enticing breathy moans out of yoongi's mouth.
"what if the others come in?" jungkook whispers against the shell of yoongi's ear.
yoongi groans, hips thrusting up slightly. "please. i don't care. jungkook touch me again. please just-" and he lets out a loud moan as jungkook starts jerking him off again. he had sounded so eager, so needy and jungkook couldn't resist anymore.
"do you want them to see you like this?" jungkook asks. it's the same as before, yoongi thrusting along with jungkook's hand, seemingly given up on his "manly" pretense. "you want to be seen begging for me?"
"fuck, jungkook, i'm so close." yoongi whines. and jungkook makes his grip tighter, yoongi completely losing control. moaning loudly, hips jerking erratically.
"you want them to see me fucking you?" and yoongi lets out such a nice, loud moan as he comes, jungkook pumping his cock all the way through it until yoongi is completely spent. until yoongi is just laying back in jungkook's arms, taking deep breaths.
jungkook kisses at yoongi's neck and shoulder, rolling his hips up into yoongi. it only takes a few seconds before jungkook groans softly into yoongi's neck and comes.
they stay like that, jungkook watching yoongi's chest fall. he's waiting for yoongi to say something, turn around and choke him, yell at him something, but he doesn't do anything. it's a lot scarier like this. it seems like his anger is starting to bubble up. when yoongi sighs, jungkook can't tell what it means. his arms tighten around yoongi's stomach and he goes back to kissing up and down yoongi's neck, light pepper kisses. he's trying to dispell any rage.
"i'm going to kill you," yoongi says softly, but his hand moves up to pet and caress at jungkook's hair. jungkook grins against yoongi's skin.
"management would kill you." he replies and yoongi pulls hard on his hair.
"fuck off." jungkook laughs which makes yoongi just pull harder until he says a quiet sorry and kisses at yoongi's shoulder. then, yoongi's back to relaxing in his arms, it's probably the most calm he's ever seen yoongi be.
"hyung, you seem really comfortable." jungkook says and gets this contented grunt in reply. and he knows what he's about to say will ruin it, so he takes in yoongi running a hand through his hair and how yoongi feels so placated in his arms. "do you want to do this again?"
it's so abrupt how everything changes. yoongi's hands drop from his head and he grabs at jungkook's arm. "what the fuck are you even saying, of course not." he doesn't sound angry, he sounds sort of nervous actually. once jungkook lets him go, yoongi quickly stands up and pulls up his shorts. "you just managed to coerce me once you little shit, okay?" jungkook smiles, until yoongi turns around. his face is flushed again and jungkook can't help it, he pulls yoongi down by his arm so they can kiss again, softer, gentle. and yoongi is definitely kissing back.
"hyung? please?" he asks when he pulls back and yoongi is staring at him, eyes wavering.
"maybe." he says, then bites at his cheek. "but. now. just. go clean up, okay? i'm going to take a shower-"
"can i join you?" the look yoongi gives him makes him laugh and he really should have expected it when he gets punched in the arm. "ow." when he tries to look back over at him with a pout, yoongi's already walking away.
"shut the fuck up and clean up you perverted shithead," yoongi yells.
this is all because of this fucking gif. okay. goodbye.
