It didn't take long before Jungkook figured out just who Sarang was.

  Seokjin told him that he'd be meeting his brother and his brother's wife. What he didn't mention was the additional person that was coming with them.

  At first, Jungkook figured that maybe Sarang was a friend of Seokjin's. Figured that maybe it was HoJun's wife's name, or maybe someone else in the family.

  Well, the last part was correct.

  When they heard a knock on the door, Jungkook's heart was already beating incredibly fast. But then Seokjin opened the door to his apartment and the first thing Jungkook saw was... odd.

  A little girl.

  The little girl was the first thing he noticed, not even the two adults standing behind her.

  She was wearing a cute little red dress and knee-high socks, white, with the cutest little red flats, white bows tied on top of them. Her hair was short and black, curled under.

  The very first thing that happened when the door opened— the little girl ran straight for Seokjin.

  Jungkook just stared as Seokjin knelt down and opened his arms wide for her. He puffed as the little girl jumped into his arms and hugged him like she hadn't seen him in years.

"Jwinnie!"

  Jungkook gulped as Seokjin's brother and wife made their way into the apartment. He was hidden behind the wall, even more as they walked towards him— into the doorway.

  "She's missed you," the man, HoJun stated.

  And the woman, as HoJun gave a friendly slap to Jin's back, made her way to Jungkook, immediately noticing him.

  "Hi!" She was a big smiler, teeth bright as she shined them to Jungkook. "I heard we had a new addition."

  Jungkook ducked his head down as the woman slid her shoes off. "Y-Yes. I'm Jungkook."

  The woman glanced back up at him again. "You're so adorable, oh my gosh." Jungkook blushed at the compliment. "I'm YeonHwa. You can call me Yeon if you want."

  The little girl ran up behind YeonHwa and tugged at her hand.

  "Eomma, who's that?" She looked up at Jungkook, brows creased in a confused manner.

  "This is Jungkook, sweetie. Jinnie's— Sarang, don't be shy," YeonHwa chuckled as the girl— Sarang— hid behind her to get away from Jungkook.

  Jungkook frowned at the action, though. He had never really had family interactions. He knows he doesn't seem too welcoming, but...

  "She's just shy," Jungkook heard a deeper voice, HoJun. He was so flustered already, but he quickly bowed, shaken up, but trying his best.

  "I-I'm Jungkook. Nice to meet you."

  Jungkook felt a hand on his back so he straightened back up, chewing nervously at his lip as he looked back at Seokjin, who was now soothing him.

  "Don't be shy, Sarang." Seokjin wrapped his arms around Jungkook and pulled him into a back hug. "This is Jinnie's boyfriend. He made you cookies this year. Much nicer than they usually look, really."

  Sarang's eyes widened. "He makes cookies?" She gasped.

  "Well, no—" Seokjin tried to explain, but the little one ran towards the kitchen as if they do this every year, making cookies for her.

  Making cookies for... five.

  Jungkook counted in his head before rubbing his face in shame, only then realizing that Seokjin had been counting a fifth person this whole time.

  "She'll get used to you real quick, if you make her cookies," HoJun joked.

  But Jungkook was too focused on trying to be perfect. Too focused on wanting to not make any mistakes.

  As they made their way to the living room with Sarang, Seokjin held onto his hand to comfort him, but the little girl was staring and it made Jungkook feel like the center of attention.

  He doesn't like that too much. Not right now, at least.

  "Jinnie has a pretty boyfriend," she giggled to herself and squirmed in her seat, embarrassing her shy self by admitting that. She's surely a child.

  Seokjin chuckled as Jungkook rested his forehead on his shoulder to hide from the compliment, now also shy.

  "Why don't you come sit with us, hm?" Seokjin patted his lap.

  They were sitting on his couch now as HoJun and YeonHwa unpacked their things in the guest bedroom.

  Sarang put her cookie on a napkin and then slowly made her way towards them. Jungkook was in no mood to complain. The girl seems to like Jin, but not him. Can't blame her. She's shy.

  But she climbed into Seokjin's lap, eyes still inspecting Jungkook even when he's simply sitting there.

  "It's not nice to stare," Seokjin warned her.

  Sarang pouted up at him, sassy with the peek she gave him. "He's pretty."

  Jungkook chuckled then, as Seokjin pouted right back at her.

  "You're trying to steal my boyfriend, or what?" he huffed at her.

  Sarang giggled at him. It was adorable, the way Seokjin smiled back as well. They seem so comfortable with each other.

  Jungkook has never been too big on families. That's one of the main reasons he didn't want children. His family hasn't really been there for him in years, so he was scared.

  But right now, with Seokjin and Sarang playfully bickering and teasing each other, the fact that Seokjin bought so many presents to make the kid happy, and knowing that Seokjin is family-oriented...

  Jungkook wouldn't mind it a bit.

  Christmas decorations around him, pretty lights, pretty tree, presents, cookies, the place feeling like home. Playful giggles beside him and Seokjin still holding his hand even then. It feels so welcoming.

  Much more welcoming than Jungkook has ever felt within a family.

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  It was late when Jungkook got back to Seokjin's apartment. He knew that he'd be late, so he asked Seokjin for the key to his door.

  But he did come back from staying to talk to his friends and spend the rest of Christmas with them. When he got there, it was about midnight.

  As he walked to Seokjin's bedroom, though, his lamp was still on and he was sat up in his bed, fiddling with the electric blanket that his brother gifted him.

  "Hyung?" Jungkook questioned, voice quiet as he shut his door.

  Seokjin looked up at him. "Oh, you're back."

  Jungkook went over to the bed and was going to get dressed to sleep, but Seokjin pulled him in by his waist and made him sit on the bed.

  He was going to question it, but Seokjin raised from the bed and brought him into a kiss, stealing the words right from his mouth.

  It was sweet and Seokjin's hand rested on his, hardly holding him there so that he wouldn't leave.

  When he pulled away, their eyes met. The light from the lamp made Seokjin's eyes look so lovely, so light and soft.

  "You've had a long day," Seokjin muttered. True, he has. They probably both have. "Let me take care of you, hmm?" He pressed another quick kiss onto Jungkook, and he barely registered it.

  "Hyung..?"

  Seokjin cupped his cheek this time when he pulled him in. It wasn't too long before Jungkook climbed onto his lap and wrapped his arms around him, securing the kiss and deepening it.

  "Mm, hyung," he spoke against his lips. Seokjin kissed along his jaw, pulling the younger in by his waist as he did.

  "Jungkookie, you didn't let me give you your last gift," he lowered his hands to Jungkook's ass and squeezed, expecting Jungkook's small gasp.

  Jungkook let him turn them over. Let Seokjin settle between his legs and continue kissing.

  He hummed into the kiss, their tongues meeting as Seokjin grabbed his ass again, feeling and wanting more as they messily made out on the bed.

  "W-Want you," Jungkook whispered as he pulled away.

  Seokjin nodded. "I know, bun." He pressed another kiss to his lips. "I've got you all night."

  Jungkook lifted his hips against Seokjin's, already feeling hot and needy. "Hyung, are we..."

  "Yes, baby." Seokjin raised up and pulled his shirt off, broad shoulders even more gorgeous under the soft glow of the lamp. "Is that okay?"

  Jungkook nodded quickly. "Yes, please."

  They were soon back to kissing and pressing up against each other, trying to get as much as they could. Tongues slow, skin meeting, all tangled up on the bed and heads spinning.

  Seokjin's hands slipped under Jungkook's shirt and finally pulled it off, the chilly air hitting him too harshly, but he didn't care.

  "Please, hyung." He whined as Seokjin pressed up against him.

  "Shh, baby," Seokjin dug himself into Jungkook's neck and pecked. "They'll hear you if you're not quiet."

  His family was just in the guest bedroom, thankfully not built in beside this bedroom. But still, they needed to be quiet just in case.

  "P-Please, baby." Jungkook choked up on his own whisper as Seokjin grabbed him through his pants.

  Neck kisses and Seokjin's fingers teasingly brushing against him— Jungkook was going crazy.

  "Please touch me." He tried not to moan out as Seokjin's finger rubbed against his head, hard and already leaking into his underwear.

  "Love you," Seokjin whispered against his neck as he made his kisses trail back up to his lips, pressing a few pecks to them. "I love you so much, Jungkook."

  Jungkook tightened his grip on Seokjin's shoulders as he pulled his hand away and instead grinded against him more, pressing their bodies together so nicely.

  "L-Love you too, hyungie— ah!-" He shoved his own hand onto his mouth as Seokjin sped his pace in thrusts. He could feel his underwear getting wet.

  "So pretty, my love," Seokjin whispered.

  His head pushed back into the pillow as he watched Seokjin's head fall, trying to not moan himself.

  "Hyungie, gonna- I'll come. Mm— N-Need you."

  "Shh..." Seokjin slowed down and pressed a kiss to his cheek. "Shh, baby. It's okay."

  But Jungkook didn't feel too okay. He felt like he was going to combust. He's always needy, but this is different. No cameras. Nobody to yell 'cut' in their ears. Nobody but them. Nothing but love and making love.

  "F-Feels so good, hyung."

  Seokjin kissed down to his nipples, the younger's back arching as he tried to keep still for him. Tried to keep calm and quiet for the sake of the people nearby.

  "Perfect, angel. Wanna make you feel good," Seokjin breathed against his skin, breath hot on his chest.

  He pulled Jungkook's pants and underwear off of him, finally getting him free from sweat-hell. Though, the heated blanket below Jungkook was making him sweat even more.

  "You too," Jungkook let out. "Want you naked too, hyung."

  Seokjin chuckled as he pulled away from him. "So needy, bun." But he slid his pajamas off as well, dick just as hard as his.

  It made Jungkook's whole body shudder, the sight of Seokjin so ready for him. So horny, just like he is.

  "God, I want you all night long, hyung." He lifted his legs and pulled Seokjin back in, wrapping his legs around his waist. The older held himself up with both hands on the sides of Jungkook's head.

  "Good."

  Seokjin reached under his mattress and pulled out a bottle of lube, the younger not questioning the placement. Instead, as Seokjin squirted some of it onto his fingers, he got excited.

  Even more so, as Seokjin lifted Jungkook's thigh and pushed his finger in. It was only his middle finger, but it was enough to make Jungkook's toes curl in.

  "Ah, hyung."

  He really did try to be quiet as Seokjin pressed into him, pulled out so slowly, then started picking up a pace.

  By the time he was fingering Jungkook, the younger was biting down onto his hand, muffling his moans with every thrust against his prostate. Seokjin knew what he was doing to him.

  Jungkook felt like he was going to break.

  "Please, please— fuck-"

  He bucked up into nothing, cock twitching the more Seokjin held tighter onto his thigh. His head pushed back into the pillow and he couldn't help but whine at the feeling of constant pleasure.

  "Baby, quiet."

  Jungkook bit down harder onto his hand, saliva slipping from his lips as Seokjin pushed in another two fingers.

  This nearly sent him over the edge, so he grabbed ahold of Seokjin's shoulder and cried out.

  "Hyung, c-can't take it. Please, hyung—" He clenched his fists as seokjin pulled out of him.

  His body slumped into the mattress and he watched as Seokjin reached over to the bedside drawer and pull out a condom, ripping the packaging and ever so slowly rolling the condom on.

  "Faster," Jungkook whined.

  Seokjin chuckled at him. He then lined up his dick to Jungkook's hole and merely looked down at him.

  "You look so pretty like this. My precious baby." He lifted Jungkook's chin and wiped his drool with his thumb, smirking down at him.

  Jungkook felt so given out already, just by the look in Jin's eyes.

  "Baby wants love," Jungkook mumbled.

Seokjin leaned in and pressed his lips to Jungkook's forehead. "Then Merry Christmas, my love."

  He pushed into Jungkook, hands back beside Jungkook's head as he did so. Their eyes met as he went all the way in, Jungkook's lips parted, but Seokjin giving him kisses to silent his mewls.

  He didn't waste any time, his pace eventually becoming quicker, making Jungkook's thighs clench around him.

  Jungkook's head fell to the side the more seokjin thrust into him. He couldn't stop his moans anymore, though they were fairly quiet, at least.

  Seokjin called him pretty names as he fucked into him, quick pecks all over his hair and face.

  "Feels so good, baby." Seokjin fisted at the pillows below Jungkook. "Feels so good for hyung."

  Jungkook whined, "h-harder, hyungie," immediately earning deeper thrusts and the sounds of their skin smacking together with every burst of pleasure. "Y-Yeah, like that."

  He lifted his hands to Seokjin's to hold onto. Their fingers intertwined, the sound of metal clasping together— their magnetic heart bracelets connecting— sounded his ears, accidentally connecting. Or maybe the world wanted them connected.

  Seokjin didn't plan to stop making Jungkook whine and moan his name. He was losing himself too, panting and trying his best to not groan.

  "Gonna come, bunny."

  He sat up onto his knees and lifted Jungkook's legs, pounding into him and letting his head fall back. He was already leaking into his condom.

  Jungkook started stroking himself and it wasn't long before he was coming all over himself (almost on his bracelet). All it took was that one touch and he was there.

  Soon after, Seokjin's hips thrust one last time, a low groan as he started coming as well, a few final thrusts to ride out his high.

  He nearly collapsed onto Jungkook, but he held himself up and pulled Jungkook into a kiss, moaning into his mouth to muffle it.

  When he finished riding it out, he pulled out of Jungkook, not missing the pout on the younger's face.

  "I love you."

  He pressed his forehead to Jungkook's and forced eye contact, waiting for the younger to return his love. He even connected their heart bracelets again to add extra effect.

  Jungkook smiled weakly at him as he closed his eyes. "I love you, too."

  Seokjin pressed another kiss onto his lips, then lifted himself up.

  "Does that mean we can go for another round?" Jungkook peeked back at him, a smile drawn on his lips.

  Seokjin shrugged. "If you can handle it, my sleepy baby."

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