Namjoon and Hyeon were fighting. Jin was locked in his room again tonight and he could hear them yelling at each other in their room. She really hated Jin; that's what the fight was about. To be honest she only mentioned they never had sex as often as they did before, and she accused him being the reason why.

Jin was curled in a ball on the bed. He wasn't able to sleep because... Somehow it bothered him. Because Namjoon wasn't able to have sex, no matter how ridiculous that sounded. He'd heard it felt good – who'd want to not have sex? Namjoon obviously, right?

Oddly enough, it seemed as if they took their fight in the hall room. Their voices were louder than before and Jin wanted nothing more than to block his ears. Something about this scene felt familiar. He didn't want to think about it but... Jin couldn't shake it off.

"You piece of worthless shit!"

Seokjin didn't feel hurt by the name.

"You should kill yourself like your mother. We're only keeping you here because you're fun to break!"

He'd heard it a million times.

"Count with me, Seokjin! Tell me how many times I'm whipping you."

Too many times.

Jin pulled his head into his knees, whimpering at the memories that played in his head. He wanted them out! He wanted Namjoon to stop yelling!

Stop it! Stop it! Stop it...!

"...y! Hey!" The stranded boy was shaken out of his mind, feeling something touch his shoulder. He lifted his head and stared with large doe eyes at the figure in front of him, deciphering who it was. Momentarily, he'd forgotten the face but it was quick to recover as a wash of relief overcame his body.

"Jin, are you okay?"

Seokjin's trembling eyes looked around the dark room as if they were trying to sense any danger; hyperventilation was strong but he was calming down a little thanks to Namjoon's presence. There was no Hyeon either, which made him kind of confused but that wasn't very important to him at the moment.

"Hey hey, focus on me." Namjoon kept his hand on Jin's shoulder and pressed his finger on Jin's cheek so he could look back to him. "What happened?" 

"... I had a nightmare." He whispered with a cracked voice. One of the first things he examined, was that the hand on his shoulder was warm and strangely comforting. Nonetheless, that comfort had exceeded his expectations when he noticed the officer coming closer. All of a sudden, he felt arms around his torso and a heated chest against his own. Jin's breathing froze for the longest time; his shaking lowered tremendously and his body felt prickly. He wasn't moving because he felt like he couldn't.

"W-What is this?"

He felt Namjoon's soft, yet deep chuckle rattle through his body. Jin noted immediately that it was one of the strangest sensations he'd ever felt go through his figure. "It's a hug, big boy." Jin felt his ears flare at the strange nickname. His eyes were glued to the wall, unable to move even an inch of anything. The boy wasn't sure if he liked what was happening or not but he felt like he did, because he was scared that if he did move, he'd make Namjoon let him go.

"G-Go back to bed." However, he had spat out this instead.

He felt the cop gently push Jin back where he was originally. Jin's heart beat really fast, but he would never show that on his face. "Um..." He watched Namjoon's face scrunch up in uneasiness, glancing at the door for a moment. "Sorry to bother you, but... I'm sleeping here, if you don't mind."

Jin's brows furrowed together. "Why?"

"Ah-" Namjoon pulled up half a smile, finding Jin's curious question amusing enough to break his stress momentarily. "Yeah, I think it's pretty obvious with that yelling. Sorry about that, I bet you wanted to sleep."

Jin didn't answer. The memories still remained so he was rather shaken up at the moment. With a shaky inhale, he lowered his eyes and looked at the door, too. "W-What about Hyeon?"

"Hyeon..." Namjoon started, "... She left the house. No idea when she's coming back, but I just don't want to sleep in my room tonight." Jin looked back at Namjoon, feeling forgiving for a strange reason. "Am I allowed to sleep here?"

Without thinking, Jin nodded.

"Thanks, Jin. I really owe you."

Jin was speechless, to say the least. Why? Well... Namjoon had nowhere else to sleep, so naturally he was sleeping in his bed. The other thing, though? Jin was also sleeping in that very same bed. The bed itself was no double sized bed either, so you can definitely figure out how they looked right now.

Namjoon was face away on his side, and Jin had most of the room but he was on his back. He would usually be asleep by now, but something was horribly aggravating him and he couldn't sleep. Jin could not for the life of him, stop staring at Namjoon's head.

He'd never had somebody sleep in a bed with him before.

Wasn't this like... like sex?!

Jin was going to shut his eyes and attempt to sleep, but it proved to fail as soon as he heard the body beside him shuffle around. Nothing could be heard anymore, so he thought he was safe and opened his large eyes to look at Namjoon. But oh so very wrong he was. "Hey, why are you so nervous?"

Jin's chest felt like it was going to burst at the close sight. It hurt so much he just wanted it to stop. "N-No..." He shook his head and corrected himself. "I mean..." He thought for a moment, wondering if he should say it.

Namjoon tilted his head in the pillows, "What's wrong?"

"I-Is this not... sex?"

Right away he felt pretty ridiculed and extremely wrong when Namjoon laughed. "Aww, I didn't know you were this pure! No, this isn't sex."

"... What is it, then?"

"What is it?" Namjoon slowly trailed his eyes somewhere below on Jin. The boy tried following, thinking maybe it was his junk because... Well, wasn't there another purpose for the penis? "Sex is a bit complicated. There's, well, straight sex and there's gay sex." His voice was hushed and slightly raspy as he explained. Jin wasn't sure why but he really liked it.

"Straight sex is pretty simple; put your dick in her vagina. Gay sex is kind of the same way, but up the ass instead. Thing is, you gotta prep the bottom first or that would damage his asshole."

"Prep? Bottom...?"

"Preparation. Gotta put lubrication on the receiving end's butt. Aka the bottom."

"Oh..." Jin looked at the ceiling. "I think I understand." But there was also one other thing he didn't understand about it. Apparently Namjoon watched as his face bared more confusion on his face than previously, and asked what was wrong.

"Well... What's masturbating?"

Namjoon was silent a little longer than Jin felt was normal. He swallowed sharply, slowly looking over to see the officer. He stared at Jin with an odd gleam in his eyes that made Jin wonder what his intentions were. Though, he never got to question it because he finally spoke up.

"It's pretty easy. You kind of need to think of something that turns you on and... And you kinda..." Namjoon squirmed uncomfortably, "Well uh, your dick gets hard because you're turned on..." He looked at Jin, hoping that he would understand but he really didn't.

... A fucking crazy idea popped in his head.

"... How about I just show you?"

Jin blinked a few times in wonder. "How are you going to do that?"

Namjoon placed his hand on Jin's tummy, slowly dragging it down to pull down the coverts and touch the hem of his pants. Jin watched, unsure of what to do, so he let Namjoon do what he was doing. The boy then proceeded to pull down his pants low enough to show at least the bulge of Jin's lower body.

He watched Namjoon gulp and wavering for a minute. He wasn't sure if that meant that there was something wrong with his own body... "Is there anything-" Before he could finish the sentence, Namjoon cupped his hand on Jin's knot.

He looked to Jin so to see if there was any reaction from him, but there was nothing that described pleasure on his face. It was no surprise to Namjoon, since it apparently took him a while to feel things he'd never felt before. With circular motions, Namjoon massaged Jin through his underwear. Jin crinkled his nose as he watched what the officer was doing to him. He wasn't sure if this should be wrong or good...

"Think of something that might turn you on. Do you understand me?"

Turn me on...?

He was sure there was nothing that could turn him on— "Oh...!" Jin slapped his hand on his mouth in complete shock. "What did I just...?!"

"Oh, did you find one? Moaning is normal, Jinnie." Namjoon pulled a corner lip up in amusement. "You feel that? That's you getting hard." Teasingly Namjoon palmed him harder which got Jin choking back the strange noises he was so quickly feeling.

And now, his underwear slipped to his thighs thanks to the dominant boy. Strangely enough, Jin felt something hard and hot slap against his own abdomen so he looked down, afraid if it was something dangerous. But instead, he was just as confused as ever. "Why is...?"

"This is a boner." Namjoon explained. His tone was light, like he was so happy (because it was funny) by the way Jin reacted to his own horniness. He had to learn it someday, anyway. He's like, already almost 40. "The only way to get rid of it is to jerk off, like so..." Jin gasped when Namjoon's skilled thumb purposefully dug into his slit and pumped his length slowly. "You're actually a pretty big boy, aren't you."

Jin didn't really hear what he said, but he wouldn't understand it even if he did. Whatever he was feeling was so foreign and odd, yet so pleasuring. Jin wasn't sure if he should stop because he was so nervous or keep going, resulting in him not doing anything anyway and letting Namjoon fluently move his hand around his dick.

He tried remaining quiet too, since 'moaning' sounded really gross coming out of his mouth. It seemed that Namjoon noticed this; he gently chuckled and brushed his free hand against Jin's shoulder. "Let it out, it feels better."

"B-But Namjoon...!" His voice was an octave higher than usual as he breathed rapidly, back on the mattress and hands clenched around his beating chest. His hooded eyes glanced to the cop, not noticing how damn appealing and inviting he looked at this very moment. "It s-sounds filthy!"

Namjoon grinned and glided his finger under Jin's foreskin, twirling it around. "Filthy is what sex is about, Jinnie." He felt Jin's pre-cum squirt out a little and an involuntary groan escape his lips.

"W-Wait what's that...? Why is it coming out of my-my-"

"That, Jinnie, is your pre-cum."

"What's pre-cum?"

The cop rolled his eyes, clearly pleased by this boy's cleared mind. "Don't worry about it. Just get deep into the feeling, alright?" Hummed Namjoon. Jin tried doing just that; shaky breaths released from his throat while the cop did magic on his body. He felt so thrilled by this new feeling, he soon knew why people loved sex. 

"It... feels g-good."

Namjoon chuckled at his response but said nothing more, attempting to get Jin to reach his high. Which didn't last very long, considering this was his first time and he was extra sensitive – he was already feeling something strange bubbling inside his lower half. And as good as it felt, Jin was alarmed at the sensation. "W-Wait..." Jin pressed his hand on Namjoon's bicep, forcing him to stop.

"What's wrong?"

"I-I... I have to go to the bathroom."

"No you don't- you have to cum." Namjoon grinned. This was too cute. "Trust me, okay? It won't last long now." Jin bit his bottom lip, deciding to see it out until the end. All Namjoon had to do was continue and whisper to Jin something he didn't quite understand. Right then, Jin's mouth gaped open as a wave of strange tingling desire lingered through his body. A high pitched moan escaped as well, also feeling something bizarrely hot and sticky against his stomach.

He looked down after his little high, feeling absolutely buzzed and content. But there was weird clear white stuff on his skin...? "What's that?"

"Cum. Don't worry, I'll grab a napkin. Stay still, okay?" Namjoon was quick to leave the room. When he came back, he wiped the liquid. As he looked at Jin, he noticed his face gleaming with delight. "What?"

"It tastes... really nicely."

Namjoon blinked.

Was Jin... a cumslut?

"O-Okay. How was your first handjob?"

"Um..." Jin pulled his pants up unsurely, snuggling himself in his blankets. "It was okay."

This was kind of awkward, Namjoon thought. But it was also adorable, the way he acted. "Okay okay, that's enough for one night. Just don't tell Hyeon."

"I won't."

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so a handjob was performed

also

shit is gonna go down reel soon

i hope jin doesnt get hurt or anythingggggg

>.>