I don't actually know if this chapter is worthy of an asterisk bc it's just some low quality dick sucking and some hormonal text messages but y'know
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'When can we meet up again?'

Jungkook frowned at the text he got from Jimin, leaning further back against the wall he was propped up against. The hand that wasn't holding his phone was tangled within the soft blonde hair of the girl kneeling before him.

It was obviously dyed, her dark brown roots showing through as she bobbed her head slowly. He couldn't even remember how he found her, just remembered that she was all over him before he could even get a word out. He let her have it of course, which would be why she was now on her knees before him in the bar bathroom, knees sure to be bruised tomorrow from kneeling on the tile floor.

He hissed as she sucked on him particularly harshly, tightening his grip on her hair and bucking his hips slightly. She wasn't good, by any means, but she also wasn't bad enough to not get the job done.

He decided to multitask, one hand combing through her messed up hair, the other typing out a message back to Jimin.

The other male had been growing far too clingy lately. Yeah, he was a good fuck, and would basically do anything Jungkook asked for (despite some suggestions bringing a deeper blush to his face than others), but Jungkook just didn't have all the time in the world to waste on him.

He wasn't sent up to earth to only focus on one person. He was sent up to get as many as possible - that was the point. Jimin seemed to think that he was the only one Jungkook was giving the time of day to, which was fine and Jungkook wouldn't tell him otherwise, but he just wasn't the demon's main priority.

Jimin was cute, and his natural blush was adorable. He sounded so beautiful when he moaned too; but then again so did so many other people. Jungkook was having a hard time finding something that made Jimin much more special than everyone else.

'Depends.' He typed back, breathing deep as the blonde took all of him into her mouth. 'Shouldn't you be studying, sweetheart?'

He leaned against the wall further, sighing as he felt her gag on him.

His phone vibrated; another text.

'How can I be, when I'm thinking about you?' Jungkook raised an eyebrow upon seeing that Jimin was still typing. 'Can't stop thinking about your mouth and your hands... I still have marks from you, you know. I want more. I want to feel you on me for days, Jungkook.'

Jungkook let out a soft groan at Jimin's words, the girl on her knees mistaking it as being for her. Her fingers gripped harder at where they held onto his thighs, moaning around him and bobbing her head faster.

'Worked up even when I'm not there are you baby?' He typed back, a smirk on his face as he though about Jimin becoming hard at the mere thought of him.

He guessed he was more powerful than he originally thought.

'Yes Jungkook, fuck I want you so bad.' Jimin's new message read when it popped up. 'I can't do anything though - got a friend over :('

Jungkook smirked, petting the girl's hair softly as he felt heat pool in his lower stomach.

'You can't? Well that's a shame.' He typed back shakily, letting out a genuine moan for the girl the time as he felt himself come close to his release. 'Was about to tell you about bad I want to fuck you against the wall at your dorm.'

He could imagine the pretty blush painted across Jimin's cheeks, probably squirming in his seat as he read Jungkook's words.

'Jungkook...' He typed back. He probably was trying to act like he didn't want it, but they both knew that he did.

'Have you moaning so loud all of your neighbours would hear.' Jungkook sunk his teeth into his bottom lip. 'Fuck you so hard and good that all of your classmates are going know how well you take my cock. You'd like that wouldn't you?'

He knew that words like that would be drawing whimpers out of Jimin, and it was probably becoming hard to keep any noises away. He was probably biting at his bottom lip, hands fisted into the fabric of his pants.

He raised an eyebrow when he felt the girl beneath him pull off of him. He looked down, face unamused as he stared at her confused expression. Her eyes were teary, lips swollen as her gaze darted between Jungkook's phone and his face.

"Are you on your phone?" She asked incredulously, bottom lip trembling.

Jungkook shrugged, locking his phone.

"Maybe I wouldn't be if you were actually trying." He sneered, watching how the girl's face reddened. "C'mon sweetheart, I know you've got it in you."

The girl sunk her teeth into her bottom lip before standing up. She pressed the front of her body against the wall beside Jungkook, bringing on of her hands back to hike up the skirt she was wearing.

"Let's try something else then."

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There was something strangely familliar about Jungkook that Jimin just couldn't put his finger on.

When his thoughts of Jungkook weren't riddled with lust and dirty memories, he thought about how he felt as if he and Jungkook knew each other somehow.

It was one of Jungkook's texts that has sparked the thoughts this time. After Jungah had left and he had pleasured himself in the shower to the thoughts of Jungkook acting upon his words, there was one thing that caught in his mind more than anything else.

'Worked up even when I'm not even there,
are you baby?' Specifically the nickname. 'Baby.'

There was something about that nickname, although it was so common, that brought upon a sense of déjà vu. Something about thinking about how the pet name word sound in Jungkook's voice made him feel like the other had called him it before.

He hadn't, Jimin knew that. But it felt like he had. Jungkook hadn't even said it to him in person, and yet there was something about it that bloomed warmth and cloudy memories within Jimin.

So many things about Jungkook were familiar. From his voice to the way he held him, his entire being felt like a huge moment of déjà vu.

But Jungkook acted as if they were still basically strangers, so it had to just be Jimin's imagination.

Jimin sat in his bed, hair still wet from his shower. He only wore a pair of sweatpants that hung low on his hips, displaying some of the fingerprint shaped bruises that Jungkook had given him.

He held his phone in his hand, contemplating what he was about to do.

He wanted to hear Jungkook's voice. He wanted Jungkook to call him 'baby' so that he could relive some of the suspicions that were creeping in his mind. Maybe if he heard him actually say it his mind would realize that Jungkook wasn't anybody that he knew.

His mind was probably just trying to trick him. He was forever trying to grasp at his lost memories, maybe this was just another failed attempt to do so.

He pressed 'call.'

With shaky hands he brought his phone up to his ear, hearing it ring a few times before Jungkook finally picked up.

"Jimin?" Jimin sighed softly; he loved Jungkook's voice.

"Hi Jungkook." He mumbled. "This is going to sound really weird, but could you do something for me?"

He could imagine Jungkook raising his eyebrow.

"Depends what it is." He answered. "It's nearly midnight Jimin, I'm not coming over for a quick late night fuck if that's what you're looking for. Maybe tomorrow baby, but I'm tired."

Jimin flushed, not being able to help the soft whimper that left his lips as he took in what the nickname sounded like in Jungkook's voice. It didn't ease his brain's frantic thought process; it amplified it. "Are you getting off on the phone with me right now, Jimin?" Jungkook must've heard his involuntary noise.

"N-No!" Jimin exclaimed, face incredibly red. "I just... Could you call me that again?"

"Call you what?" Jungkook asked. "Baby?"

Jimin let out another whimper, louder this time, one that couldn't've been mistaken for anything else. "Is this your kink or something?" It may as well have been, from the way the warmth spread across Jimin's entire body each time Jungkook spoke the word. There was this familiarity about it that made Jimin's heart flutter.

"Maybe." Jimin sighed, fingers playing with his bedsheets.

He heard Jungkook let out a small laugh, and Jimin could imagine him shaking his head.

"You're strange." He chuckled.

But if only Jimin could see the fond smile on his face.

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