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𝐒𝐦𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐞

𝐓𝐨𝐩 𝐘𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐢

𝐁𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐨𝐦 𝐉𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐤𝐨𝐨𝐤

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Jungkook's POV:

I walked into my bedroom, humming Yoongi's song, casually rubbing my wet hair and stretching my other arm. It felt heavenly, in such a hot weather to take a cold shower, also during a free day. I closed my eyes and sighed right after closing the door, inhaling the scent of the still burning candle. Since it was so late at night, I tried my best to stay as quiet as possible, both in the shower and inside my room. Still, the moment I wanted to switch the light on, it seemed to click without a sign of actually working. I switched it off and on again. Nothing happened.

The panic that took over me knowing the even the hallway was covered in darkness. I stood still and realized that going to hyungs in only a towel wrapped around my waist would be a huge embarrassment. I was focused on breathing and stepping back slowly, expecting to bump into the door. The moment my back came in contact with the hard wood, I leaned against it and continued looking around, still struggling to switch the light on. The horror movie I watched a few nights ago was not helping at all, images and scenes starting to form in front of my eyes, the deep darkness seeming to take shapes of my biggest fears.

Author's POV:

As Jungkook was still blocked in one place by his corrupted subconscious, Yoongi, who was still roaming in the kitchen and soon carrying his coffee down the hallway, stopped and frowned. He thought he was going crazy for a second, until he heard another sob and a whimpering coming right from Jungkook's door. With the power being out, he had one hand busy with a flashlight. He chose to lean and listen again, still doubting his senses and blaming the lack of sleep for hearing such sounds in the middle of the night. Once again, he had been proved wrong, the whimpers and cries continuing to flow, probably like the tears were flowing down Jungkook's cheeks.

He couldn't believe that the younger was so afraid of the dark, but he instantly remembered the movie night. He sighed and rolled his eyes, knocking on the door with the hand that was holding the flashlight.

"Jungkook-ah? Are you alright?" He whispered, loud enough for the other to hear. He heard a gasp and Jungkook immediately answered.

"Y-Yoongi hyung...! The lights..."

"Open the door, Kook..."

The younger struggled to do as told, opening the door slowly and skeptically, afraid as the scenes were still running around his mind, the thought of the dark hallway sending his heart to pound in his chest. The light made him rush and cling to the other, ignoring the grunts coming from his lips and just hiding into his neck.

"It's going to be fine, can you not-"

"Can I sleep in your room tonight? Please. That movie was really something-"
"Jungkook, you're naked! I'm not-"

"Ahhh why...!! I am not going to disturb your sleep..."

"I wasn't sleeping, and I am not planning on doing so."

Jungkook's ears perked up, letting go of the other, but still holding onto him lightly. "What are you going to do then?"

"It is none of your business, maknae."

"Huh-"

Yoongi rolled his eyes and pushed the other away, the loud and sharp whine making him rush back and drag him along to his room.

"You're going to wake everyone up! Shut your mouth, kid."

"Then don't let go of me..."

Another heavy sigh left Yoongi's lips after they both stepped inside, the silent click on the door being heard as Yoongi closed it carefully. Pointing the flashlight to his desk and casually dragging himself to place the coffee down, he didn't realize he left the maknae alone again. But he was quiet this time, his position being given out by a loud flop and a soft hum.

"What are you doing-" Yoongi asked after placing the coffee down, looking the bed where Jungkook was already hiding and hugging the pillows, blanket and made a whole nest of plushies.

He made himself comfortable in a second after saying he would not disturb. Yoongi got instantly angry and walked over to the younger, placing the flashlight down on the nightstand, closing it. The complete darkness made Jungkook jump and whine. He couldn't see what the other was doing, but he could sense his touch. His hands were working on untying the towel from Jungkook's waist, sliding it between his legs and then placing it underneath his lower side.

"Move aside, kid." He said, pushing the other's side towards the middle of the bed. Jungkook listened and gripped his hands on the sheets, dragging himself over, scooting and making space for the elder. Instead of feeling his body next to his, Jungkook heard the quiet shift of the other's pants, realizing he had taken them off. After doing the same to his shirt, Yoongi climbed in bed next to the younger, the contact between their bare bodies sending shivers down their spine. Even under the warmth of the blanket, he could still feel the radiating heat coming from the other's body, and as soon as he wrapped his arms around his chest and waist, he felt the pump of his heart and his breath fanning against his forearm. Yoongi held him tightly pressed against his body, feeling his back against his chest, his bare butt against his crotch and his milky soft legs scissored between his own.

"Yoongi-ah...?" Jungkook whispered, not moving his head, but only closing his eyes and relaxing against the other's embrace. Yoongi shoved his head around the boy's ear, licking and humming quietly at his sweet scent and taste. He continued with open-mouth kisses and tiny sucks, savoring the other's skin as he was talking. "Why are you suddenly so clingy...?"

The elder didn't answer him at first. Instead, he took a deep breath and sunk his teeth into the other's jawline, getting a good grip of his sweet spot. Jungkook cried and twitched, yet the other was quick enough to cover his mouth gently, whispering into his ear.

"You're scared of the dark so I just want to show you how much pleasure darkness can actually bring..." After that, he resumed sucking and biting on the boy's jawline, down to his neck, always licking and applying pressure until he could find his sweet spots. Each time, Jungkook whimpered and cried into the other's hand, his body shuddering from the seductive pain. His hands were grasping and pulling the sheets slightly, the feeling of the other's lips pressing on his skin bringing a certain confidence, more than any words would. He flinched and brought one hand down, rubbing his own belly while whimpering at the tightness and hot sensation blooming through his insides. As he started clutching and curling against the other's body, making himself small and hiding under his arms, his eyes started tearing up at the feeling of his dick hardening and twitching. His leaks were dripping slowly, and he was debating between asking the other to help his high, or just be quiet and fix it himself.

Yoongi hummed hungrily at the smell of precum, growling as if he could hear the other's thoughts and he just removed his hand from his belly, sliding the one that was on his mouth down his chest, tracing his perky nipples. That made the younger sob and bite his bottom lip, a visible tremble of his shoulders catching Yoongi's eyes even through the darkness. He placed tiny kisses over the other's skin, whispering shushes and praises to him as he let his hand move lower. As he circled his palm and moved his fingers all around his stomach, then over his underbelly, Yoongi felt the struggle that was bothering the maknae.

"Want me to touch you, baby bunny?"

Jungkook nodded slightly and quickly, whispering back and huffing out silent moans, trying his best to stay quiet. "Y-yes, please... it's so close..."

"It's close? How close?" The elder smirked a bit, loving the way he could just tame and bring the younger to ecstasy while he was sensually caressing his body. He knew Jungkook was both sensitive and hard to open up, yet now he seemed so obedient. Maybe because of the darkness, and the fact that Yoongi was his comfort? Or maybe because he was always having a rut around the hyungs, his body language making his neediness obvious. As the others found it funny and teaseable, Yoongi was seeing it as a way to become proud. Proud over the pleasure he can bring to the other and also overly satisfied about the way he drags him into submission.

"T-there..." Jungkook managed to say between cries and moans, feeling the other's hand twisting and stroking his sensitive slit, coating his length with the slick precum that was endlessly flowing out. Yoongi squeezed and pulled the younger's member while jerking him off, sending the other into a state of bliss, his tongue hanging out and his breaths becoming wet with the drool that dripped down his lips.

"Will you cum for me, maknae? Fill my hand with your juices and let me spread all this taste in your mouth?"

"Mmm... hyung-ah..."

Without giving him a moment to relax, Yoongi kept up a fast pace while stroking the other's throbbing cock, feeling how his slit was about to rip apart. He continued and squeezed one last time before the other finally cummed and spilled all his leaks around his hand. Jungkook squeaked and his breath was getting wild as well as his heartbeat and body, Yoongi's free hand wrapping and holding him by the waist. Leaving no gap between them, he let the warmth take over him while he brought his other hand up, sliding it past his parted lips.

"Shh quiet, suck on it, little one. Taste yourself and be quiet." He said while rubbing his fingers on the other's tongue, waiting for him to start licking. Jungkook let out a small cry before he actually started swirling his tongue around the other's fingers, sucking on them weakly but enough for the cum to slide down his throat. Shivering at the taste, despite not being his first time being fed like this, he continued swallowing and cleaning all the cum from Yoongi's fingers. With the stain of taste still on his skin, the younger didn't let his hyung pull away his fingers, holding on hand on his wrist and keeping up with slow sucks and licks. He loved the feeling of having the other's soft digits between his teeth and on his tongue, helping him relax.

Yoongi caressed his belly and kissed his cheek, moving to the side of his lips, licking and tasting the tiny drops of cum that were still scattered around there. He held onto Jungkook for the rest of the night, keeping the blanket on the both of them and not minding if the morning found them still cuddled up. He closed his eyes as well and let second veil of darkness take over him, snuggling into the other's silky hair, drifting to sleep with his scent printed in his mind.