Jungkook

As he walked home in the dark the bionic found himself gazing skywards, trying to catch the glimmer of stars which were shielded by the fluorescent city lights around him. He had very rarely admired his surroundings before, except for the very first time his feelings had started to change.

It had started with snowflakes.

Just those few first snowflakes falling from the sky, had been enough to change his fate. At the time, Jungkook hadn't been sure if it had been for the better or for worse, because he had felt dejected. Rejected.
And of course, it hadn't been planned to meet Jimin. But as the view of familiar apartment blocks appeared around the corner, Jungkook sighed out into the cold air. Apparently, beautiful scenery made him nostalgic. He didn't need to think these thoughts anymore. He didn't need to feel this way.

As he opened the door, the smell of something sweet hit his nose like the door did behind him. That same, calming, sweet aroma which he loved. He was here, with Jimin. He was here. Nothing else mattered.

"Jimin hyung?" He called out into the apartment, but no one replied. "Hyung?"

Walking around the kitchen table, the bionic scanned the counters; it smelt like garlic, onions, tomatoes. And an empty bag of spaghetti was sticking out of the trash can, so the bionic concluded that Jimin had had pasta for his dinner.BThe dishes had been washed and stacked on the drying rack, so Jungkook made his way into the living room instead.

There were two recent indentations on the sofa. So Jimin had invited a friend over. Maybe Yoongi hyung?
But he wasn't there in the living room. And the sweet smell which enveloped his senses only followed down the hallway. Was he sleeping?

"Jimin? Hyu-" He stopped in his tracks.

"Yes?"

"W...wha-" The bionic couldn't speak. The words were stuck in his throat, and his heart started thumping rapidly inside. His boyfriend, his beautiful boyfriend, was laid out on top of the bed on his side wearing nothing but mesh fish-net stockings and a suspender belt. And...lace underwear. "Wha...huh?"

"Yes?" Jimin leant his head against his palm, his blonde hair damp and hanging over his almond eyes like some sort of enticing curtain. The older looked at Jungkook in a way which the younger had never seen. Where was his shyness? His prudeness? And where had that outfit come from? He couldn't think properly, let alone focus on anything else in the room besides the man in front of him. "Kookie?"

"I-I..." Jungkook swallowed, and tried to calm his breathing. "Hyung? Why..."

"What do you mean 'why'?" Jimin stood up from the bed, and walked over to where the bionic was so blatantly stood frozen to the spot in the doorway. "Shouldn't you be asking 'how'?"

"H-how?"

His sweet fragrance washed over him, and sent a dizzy spell to his head as if on cue. Jimin smiled, and stared up at the bionic. His lips were redder, plumper, and all the more tempting. Jungkook swallowed again, his mouth dry and aching to dive down to replenish his thirst with those lips. "This...my friends actually got this for me when I was still in Uni."

"This? As in, what you're wearing?"

"Uh huh! How does it look...?"

"Ye...uh...a-amazing."

Jimin giggled, and Jungkook cleared his throat before dropping his bag and slowly grabbing Jimin's waist to pull the smaller closer towards him. "Thank you..."

"Why...this?" Jungkook stuttered.

"It was because I was the only virgin in the group, so they thought it'd be funny to buy me this. I never thought I'd ever wear it though," Jimin giggled, as he rolled his eyes.

"So how come you kept it?"

"Well, it was still a present."

"And...how come you're wearing this now?"

"Hmph, do you really need me to tell you, Kookie?" Jimin's kittenish voice rung out in his ears, and Jungkook bit his lip as an incentive to stay awake. Surely this wasn't real? Jimin leant up higher with his palms pressed firmly against the bionics chest, and the younger felt like his entire being would spontaneously combust at any moment.

"A-are you trying to seduce me?"

"Mhm..." Jimin gazed up at him as he slowly lead his tongue across his lower lip, and the younger instinctively did the same."Is it working?"

Jungkook could only nod in response. Jimin had successfully rendered him speechless, and the older knew it by the look in his eyes. He had Jungkook wrapped around his finger. The younger knew it himself, and he didn't mind at all in the slightest.
Jimin brushed his lips against the bionics, only enough to leave a trace of his hot breath against the younger.

And suddenly, Jungkook couldn't take it anymore. Unable to contain himself, the bionic hastily held his lover's head in his hands before pulling him into a passionate and fiery kiss. Jimin immediately gripped his shirt in response, making little noises of pleasure and submission in the back of his throat as the younger explored his mouth with every inch of his tongue.

"M-mm...!" Moans erupted from the older as Jungkook trailed his hands up and down his body, feeling every crevice, from his shoulder blades to the dimples in his perfect ass.
Jimin pushed his jacket from his shoulders, not breaking their kiss, and grabbed his collar harshly with both hands before lulling the bionic to the bed.

The older perched on the edge of the mattress, and broke the kiss to take in a soft breath. Jungkook took the time to inhale his heavenly fragrance; it smelt like he had bathed, lotioned and consumed that damn raspberry shampoo, and it was driving him insane. "Hyung, I-"

"Hm?"

Jungkook stopped midsentence, and his eyes met Jimin's. What was he just about to say? Not... "Hyung...what's with you lately?"

"What do you mean...?"

"I mean, I'm just...I'm wondering where this is coming from all of a sudden. There was this morning too, and I'm not saying I don't like it because it's the complete opposite of that...I just can't wrap my head around this, around everything and you and I. It's like you're making wishes I never even had come true and that alone is a good thing, and then there's right now and I can't even explain to you what's going through my head-"

"Kookie," the older interrupted.

"Y-yeah?"

Jimin grabbed his hands and pressed them to his lips, softly kissing them. "Make love to me."

The bionic exhaled a shallow breath, before grabbing the older's wrists and pinning them above his head. "You don't need to tell me twice..." Fervent whimpers escaped Jimin's mouth when the bionic left hungry kisses down his front, unable to respond physically from being immobilised. Jungkook held his arms up with one hand, while the other started to unbutton his own shirt. "Jiminie, you have no idea what you do to me."

The older lifted his knee, grazing his crotch, which caused the bionic to groan in response. "I-I think I have an idea..."

Jungkook pause for a moment, before lifting Jimin's body and flipping him over onto his stomach. The older yelped from his quick change in position, but his surprise immediately turned into lustful elation when the bionic lifted his waist to pull down the older's underwear.

"W-what is it?" Jimin called out, when he felt the younger hesitate. Then, Jimin felt the warmth of the bionic's large palms running up and down his back, before they rested on Jimin's ass cheeks. Jimin started to squirm when the younger parted his cheeks, but Jungkook only held him in place with his firm grip. "A-ah, Kookie...?"

Jungkook gazed down at the view in front of him, indulging in Jimin's pink, tight hole which twitched in anticipation. He had already dirtied this hole, already made it his...and that thought alone made his aching erection twitch all the more, as he found himself moving closer and closer.

"Don't stare at it!" Suddenly the older started to kick around, but Jungkook locked his legs in place with his elbows.

"Excuse me?"

He heard Jimin's voice tremble. "It's embarrassing!"

The older tried to close the gap between his legs as he looked over his shoulder, but Jungkook pushed him back down into the quilts before releasing a gruff breath. "You smell like raspberries again, you're wearing this dangerous getup, you entice me with seductive words which do things to me Jimin. You did all that on purpose, and yet you're really going to tell me what I can and cannot do to you?"

"I...but..."

Jungkook squeezed his ass hard, spanking one side firmly which sparked another whimper from the older. He licked his lips as he stared at the meal which had been so elegantly and willingly placed before him.
Then he looked up to meet Jimin's glossy gaze, and his expression darkened. "I will make love to you Jimin. And I'm going to mess you up in the process."

***
Hoseok

The red-haired manager placed the phone back into its holder, and leant back in his chair. He had been on the phone for the past few hours talking with his scouts, the bionics stationed in the different areas of Korea. Sometimes he pushed himself too hard, and he thought this while massaging the bridge of his nose. Then he stood from his chair and walked over to his window to get some fresh air. Whenever he saw black dots was an indication that he had to stop working.

The cold air wafted into the room, and he inhaled.

There was no denying it. His work was hard. Forgetting about the strategics and planning, panning out and sorting categorised bionics, Hoseok was mentally exhausted. He practically lived at the factory, he hadn't been on a date in months, neither had he even found himself interested in anyone because work had consumed him.
Truth be told, he hadn't expected adulthood to become this. Something without passion, something without self indulgence, and yet something which was needed. His line of work especially...

He often found himself wondering back to his earlier days, when he felt the excitement of life from the moment he woke up. When he would dance around his friends just because he had made someone laugh with his sunny personality. When he would feel real accomplishment if he ever did well on a test. He didn't feel those things anymore. He didn't really feel anything.

And he wondered to himself as he stared out past the grey factory walls, when he had become so accustomed to feeling the emptiness he felt inside.

"Hoseok?"

He turned from the window ledge, and found his pink haired friend stood in the doorway. The scientist made his way back to his desk. "How's it all going?"

Jin exhaled, and flopped into the chair in front of his desk. "How do you think it's going?"

"Not so well."

"Ding ding."

"Hyung, when was the last time you slept?"

The older dragged his palm across his face, and briefly closed his eyes. "I don't even know anymore."

Hoseok looked down at the mahogany wood, and frowned to himself. "But, how is he doing?"

Jin flinched, and Hoseok caught his adam's apple bobbing from swallowing. "How do you think he's doing?"

"Hyung, save the sarcasm. You don't have to be salty about it."

"Salty? More like pissed off."

"Look I'm sorry, it's not up to me to choose-"

"Not up to you? Are you fucking kidding me?" Jin opened his eyes, and directed a sharp glare at the manager. "Hoseok, it's ALL up to you because you're the manager! The manager!"

"Hyung-"

"No, don't 'hyung' me, I'm fed up of this, all of this! I can't spend every hour of every day trying to reverse a mistake that wouldn't have even happened if it weren't for your own stupid idea!"

Hoseok remained quiet, as Jin stood from his chair.

"And it's not just this experiment! It's this entire company! These are real people, real people, who may have had their memories wiped but still deserve the morality of choice-"

"What are you saying?"

"I'm saying, you're little experiment was to test if bionics could feel. You may have phrased it differently, but as if testing someone's EQ is any different to testing if they respond to happiness, or lonliness..." The scientist's eyes softened as he leant his hands on the desk, his pupils large and dilated. "All the bionics responded emotionally, Hoseok."

"I know."

"Not just Jungkook. All of them."

He sighed. "I know, hyung."

"And you know something Hoseok. When I say all of them, I mean all of them. Every single bionic on this site, is feeling." Jin walked up to the window, and pointed down at the buildings below. "Every, single, one. Their feelings may be small, hidden, but it stretches from even just respect to small ounces of fear, to maybe even affection. You wouldn't know this because you don't interact with your 'creations', but this experiment only tested the obvious. And I'm done with this. Because it isn't right." Jin turned on his heel, heading for the door.

"Hyung."

The older stopped, and Hoseok could see the trembling in the taller man's shoulders. Jin was a kind, gentle person who's first instinct was to care and look out for others, so his outburst was greatly understandable.

"Hyung, I can't do this without you."

Jin stayed quiet.

"Listen I...I understand what you're saying. Don't you think I understand that they're people too? That they have feelings also? That they perhaps even deserve better than to live in crappy accommodation, and to have meaning to their life?"

His voice rose in volume, and Jin turned around with wide eyes. "Hoseok?"

The younger closed his eyes, and held his head in his hands as he tried to recollect his thoughts.

"Hyung, just because I try not to act on it doesn't mean that I'm not aware of the obvious."

"Then why aren't you saying anything? Why aren't you changing anything?!"

"You don't understand...this company. The power that they have over even the government, I could go to jail for insubordination. I'm not going to risk everything that I've built up, just to voice what should be heard."

"..."

Jin heaved in a heavy breath, and turned back to the door. "You've changed."

"So have you. You're not the type to break rules, and yet you've managed to fall for someone who's off limits."

Jin stilled, before walking out his office and slamming the door behind him. Falling into his chair, he sighed. The silence around him, was a strange comfort to ease the pain in his head.

Maybe this experiment should come to an end soon.

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