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A Jungkook x J-hope story… (featuring Yoonmin)
Jimin couldn’t take it anymore. He had enough of his hyung’s teasing. Biting his trembling lips, he walked up to Yoongi and uttered in a deep tone, “come with me hyung.”
Yoongi smirked, he knew exactly how to make Jimin jealous. And by that, he meant flirting with other boys in the club, and for today, it was Taehyung.
Pulling Yoongi to the washroom, the younger boy looked at his hyung seriously, his eyes filled with anger and jealousy.
J-hope licked his lips in anticipation as he scrolled up the page. His toes have already curled up and his other hand stationed on top of his pitched tent.
“What’s wrong?” Yoongi folded his arms and asked.
“I saw you biting Taehyung’s ear, hyung.”
“So? Did it bother you?”
“….ne, very.”
Yoongi smirked again, as he now rested his arms on Jimin’s shoulders. Pulling him nearer, Yoongi whispered against his ear, “I can do the same to you if you want…”
The next moment, Jimin felt something wet on his ear lobe, followed by messy and wet kisses on his neck. He whimpered, his body shivered a little thanks to his hyung’s touch.
J-hope bit his lips as it slowly curved upwards. He’s finally at the climax of this fanfic he had been reading for days. 28 chapters after they finally got some skinship going on, J-hope was frustrated yet couldn’t stop reading on.
This 18 y/o student had his mind filled with fanfiction scenarios, gay ones especially, ever since he entered high school. And today especially, he couldn’t concentrate during lesson and all he was concerned was when is Yoongi and Jimin (in the story) will just fuck each other.
Finally, it was lunch break and J-hope sped to the toilet to continue his reading session. Five minute before the break ends did he managed to reach the climax of the story, he too, was reaching his climax.
His hand was already grabbing his length, rubbing it roughly as he continued the story.
Yoongi skilfully unbuttoned his dongsaeng’s shirt, before tracing his fingers down his abs. Jimin looked as him embarrassingly, still not adapted to his exposed skin. Yoongi held on to his chin, before pulling him in for a passionate kiss.
Their tongues tangled, Yoongi sucking Jimin’s lower lips while Jimin got a chance to grab a handful of his hyung’s blonde hair. He rubbed his lower body against his hyung, his muscles became tense as blood began to gush downwards.
J-hope scrolled down nervously as he leaned his back against the cubicle wall. While pleasuring himself, he couldn’t help but let out soft moans. Only he knows how to make him feel good, or probably he hadn’t give others a chance to pleasure him. He’s a virgin.
“Argh…”
“Hmmm…”
Upon entering the toilet, Jungkook could immediately hear heavy panting and moaning sounds coming from inside. He smirked before whispering, “who’s feeling horny in the middle of the day?”
Tracking where the sound came from, he reached the last cubicle, at the very end. Thanks to the not so long partition, he caught a glimpse of that ‘porn scene’ inside, sadly with only one main character.
He recognized that nerdy guy. It’s from his Science class, the dude that always sit right at the back in class. The one who never talks unless necessary, the one who is averagely smart and never draws the teacher’s attention. It’s him. It’s Jung Hosoek.
Jungkook remembered his name, mainly because Hoseok is one of the candidate in his ‘probably gay’ list.
And today, Jungkook found another talent of this classmate of his – his moaning can actually turn Jungkook on. Yes, Jungkook felt something uncontrollably going on down there and little did he expect it was triggered thanks to this hot classmate.
Standing on the opposite cubicle’s toilet bowl, Jungkook chuckled after noticing how J-hope was actually using a fanfic to entertain himself. However, that chuckle apparently sounded too loud when J-hope paused what he was doing and looked up.
Damn, they made eye contact, which almost made Jungkook slip. He quickly hopped onto the floor and adjusted his attire.
Meanwhile, J-hope had a shock of his life. He quickly zip up his pants and hide his phone in his pocket. Opening the door to see J-hope in front of him now, he bent down his head and made a dash out of the toilet.
“Yah friend!” Jungkook called out, as he followed him out, “wait!”
J-hope did not response, instead, he began to walk faster and soon broke into a sprint.
“Wait dude! Stop right there!!” Jungkook shouted across the corridor but no, J-hope did not stop.
After a few seconds of chasing, Jungkook stopped and looked at the clock. Lunch break was just over, and there he is, standing outside the classroom for his Science lesson.
Entering the classroom like a boss, Jungkook immediately spotted the window seat, the seat that J-hopeloves – that’s right, Jungkook’s gonna sit there today. As other students slowly make their way in, J-hopeentered the classroom too, he still looked as sweaty as just now.
Stopping in front of Jungkook, J-hopeuttered, “Err…that’s my seat.”
Jungkook simply shrugged his shoulders and smiled, “So?”
“You’re sitting on my seat.”
“Didn’t Mr Park say there’s no fixed seats for this class?”
“Ne, but isn’t there an unwritten rule about this?”
“And there’s probably no rule saying that you can’t write fanfics in the toilet while-“
“Stop! I get it, you can have the seat,” J-hopesighed as he took the empty seat one row in front.
“This fellow is interesting,” Jungkook thought to himself while showing a victorious smirk, “let me play with him some more.”
Science lesson went by like a breeze, mainly because all they need to do is to stare at their notes blankly for one hour and wait for the bell to go off. Hanging his bag on one of his shoulders, Jungkook walked passed J-hope.
He slammed his hands lightly on the table before saying, “Meet me after school, at the same toilet.”
J-hopeblinked his eyes twice, too taken aback to give any reply or whatsoever. He simply nod his head, it was his natural instinct, as stared blankly at how Jungkook walked away with a sneaky smile.
“Yah Jung Hoseok!” Namjoon, his friend, called out, “what did he say to you?”
“He? What?”
“He, Jeon Jungkook, the dude that was staring at you for the entire Science lesson.”
“J-jinja?”
“Yah, don’t change the topic, what did he say to you?”
“H-he want me to meet him after school…in the toilet.”
“Dayum!! You just got hooked!”
“Yah! Aniyo~”
“Anyways, be careful my friend.”
“Wae?”
“Rumors has it that every time when Jungkook calls someone to meet him in the toilet, something big is gonna happen.”
“Something big?”
“For boys, he’s probably gonna beat him up; for girls, he’s gonna fuck them up. And you’re obviously as guy so…”
“He’s gonna beat me up?”
“Ne, probably.”
“B-but I have nothing to do with him.”
“Hmm…he’s probably jealous that you’re more handsome than him, I don’t know, or maybe he wants to have a change in taste…”
“Yah Kim Namjoon! You’re thinking too much. I don’t plan to meet him anyway.”
“W-what? Wae?!?”
“Ani, didn’t you told me to be careful? I just don’t want to waste time on the guy who caught me-“
“Caught you what?”
“I- I mean, s-stole my seat just now.”
“But he’s pretty aggressive you know, he gets what he wants.”
J-hopesimply rolled his eyes and said, “I’m not gonna bother about him, got some club activities after school so…”
“Rrring!!” It was music to their ears when the school bell rang. Finally, ten hours of torture in school is over. J-hopehad already packed his bag and getting all pumped up for dance practices, he joined the dance club few months ago.
But no, he had somewhere to go first, somewhere he dread to visit again, but somewhere he had to go. Standing outside the male’s toilet, he cursed Jungkook under his breath.
Why didn’t he realised his phone was missing after Science class? Why didn’t he saw Jungkook stealing it when they had that short conversation just now? It was when J-hopedecided to continue his fanfic during Maths lesson did he found out that his phone wasn’t in his pocket.
Pushing the door nervously, he immediately spotted a tall figure leaning against the wall. His hair was brown, only the ‘cool’ kids dye their hair in this school, and Jungkook’s probably one of them.
“Lock the door,” the younger one uttered as he crossed his arms.
J-hopecould do nothing but obey his orders, after all, his phone is in Jungkook’s hands.
“Good,” Jungkook smiled before swinging the grey iPhone 6 in the air, “You are one special guy you know, Jung Hoseok.”
Damn, how did he know his name. “M-mwo?” J-hopemumbled.
“You’re probably the only one in this school who doesn’t set a screen lock on your phone.”
“S-so what?”
“Not when there’s full of gay fanfics in your phone, my child.”
“Hey!” J-hopeglared at him with much agitation, “you used my phone?”
“Not only that, I even explored all your collection of fanfictions. I must say, you got a pretty good taste.”
“Thanks- wait, that’s not the point! Give me back my phone!”
With that, J-hopestepped forward and attempted to snatch his phone back. But no, he was one second too late as Jungkook swiftly turned his body to block and unlocked the phone with a swipe.
“Yah! Give me back!!”
“Andwae yo~” Jungkook smirked as he quickly throw the phone up in the air and caught it with his other hand, “want me to read it out loud?”
“Hajima!”
“Yoongi awarded Jimin with wet and messy kisses. He went down to Jimin’s neck, sucking every flesh possible.”
“Stop it!”
“Jimin whimpered, his body was shivering from all these teasing. Yoongi rested his lips against his collar bone and smirked.”
“YAHH!!”
J-hope literally threw his body onto the younger one but little did he expected Jungkook be quite a pro in martial arts. With a swift move and a twist of his hand, Jungkook pinned the younger boy onto the wall.
Grabbing onto J-hope’s tie, Jungkook pulled him closer, so close that their noses were touching.
“Move and I’ll kick your balls,” Jungkook warned.
Usually, such threats would not scare this boy, but not when Jungkook is rubbing his lower body against J-hope’s.
J-hope felt so violated, yet, he was getting turned on, by the younger’s hot breath, his faint scent, and that intense stare.
With the grey iPhone still in his hands, Jungkook leaned down and bit the older’s ear, before whispering seductively, “Do me a thing and I’ll let you go.”
J-hope stared at him with his eyes wide opened. “W-what?” he stuttered.
“I want…” Jungkook smirked and licked his lips, “story-telling session.”
“W…what do you mean?”
“Mind reading this interesting story of yours out loud to me?”
“Mwo?”
Jungkook’s stare began more intense, one of his hands grabbing J-hope’s balls while shoving his phone back with the other hand.
Taking back his phone with his trembling fingers, J-hope looked at the screen full of words. He felt so weak in front of someone who’s younger than him, and that’s really embarrassing, but what else can J-hope do when Jungkook is grabbing it tighter every second.
With beads of perspiration rolling down his forehead, J-hope swallowed his saliva before reading the story out loud. “Yoongi slowly stretch his hands down and grabbed Jimin’s bulge. He-“
J-hope’s words were cut off, when he felt Jungkook’s hand crawling into his pants.
“Continue,” Jungkook said with a straight face.
J-hope curled his toes and rolled his fist into a ball. Control Hoseok, don’t make yourself look weak!
“It felt hard, and with a squeeze, it earned him a soft moan from Jimin.”
Jungkook did as what was written in the story. The thin fabric of J-hope’s underwear did nothing to cover his erection.
“Hajima,” J-hope mouthed, looking at the younger boy with his eyes filled with pain.
“Wae? Things gonna be interesting now.”
“I…I’ve never done this before…”
“That’s even better. I’ll give you an unforgettable first time.”
“You- you are taking away my first time?”
“I’m giving you my first time too, first time doing it with a guy for me.”
“But…but I’m not-“
“Gay?”
J-hope did not reply, instead, he hung his head down and sighed.
“Don’t lie to me, friend. You’re attracting to gay fanfics for a reason, and I know that feeling very well.”
“You- you- you know?”
Jungkook simply roll his eyes and pressed his lips together, “Oh mine, this is really getting out of my comfort zone. Who even talks that much before having sex?”
J-hope blushed a little upon hearing that word ‘sex’. Yes, he saw that word tons of times in fanfics but never in this world would he imagine someone wanting to have ‘sex’ with him, in a freaking school toilet.
Things were getting too romantic and filled with too much emotions for Jungkook to handle. He was into the rough, messy and quick kind of thing. He fantasies the other party breaking out in cold sweat after being intimidated by him, begging him to not tease him, and moaning his name out loud – that was what he was gonna do to J-hope, now.
Placing the phone on the basin, Jungkook grabbed the sides of the older’s head and pulled their faces closer.
“Who even read fanfics nowadays?”
“It’s…it’s pretty interesting actually…”
“Aniya, let me show you the real thing.”
With that, Jungkook smashed his lips onto J-hope’s, biting and sucking his lower lips, grabbing a handful of his hair. Jungkook was just too rough, and that made J-hope trying to catch for breath. He actually likes the breathless feeling actually, and he likes the taste of Jungkook’s lips even more.
“Don’t ever let a fanfiction pleasure you again,” Jungkook smirked, “let me do the job instead.”
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