Double update cos don't want to leave you sad...Enjoy!!!

Severe smut ahead.

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Jungkook had just come out of the bathroom after a quick shower when he heard his phone dinging with texts.

Tae:

Minnie had a panic attack again.

I'm bringing him to your apartment.

He needs you.

Don't ask him anything now.

Shit. A panic attack? What caused it this time?

Taehyung lived only ten minutes away from him. He checked the time. They should reach anytime. It was close to eleven at night and he was planning to get some more work done, but that can wait now. He shut the laptop and quickly grabbed a drink for Jimin bringing it to his bedroom. He then proceeded to light a few scented candles that he had bought online. After switching on the air conditioner and setting the temperature, he went to wait for his hyungs.

It didn't take long before the main door to his apartment opened and Taehyung entered with Jimin, who appeared a little lost. He was wearing Taehyung long-sleeved channel t-shirt that was big on him along with a blue ripped jeans. His blonde hair was wet and messy, beautiful eyes red and aimlessly blinking.

Jungkook threw a questioning look at Taehyung but said nothing. "Hyung?" he called softly and Jimin's head whipped up, relief flooding his features and eyes filling again with tears. The look on his face made Jungkook's heart clench. What happened?

Soon, the youngest wrapped his hand around Jimin, pulling him tight into his embrace. Jimin burrowed his face into Jungkook's chest, sniffing as his body trembled. His other hyung simply dropped the key on the living room table and strode to one of the guest rooms, closing the door behind him.

"Come with me." He led Jimin to the room, hoping the lavender scent and the ambiance would offer some level of comfort to the elder. "Does your head hurt?"

Jimin nodded wordlessly as Jungkook sat him on the edge of the bed.

Jungkook uncapped the water bottle and lifted it to Jimin's mouth. "Here, drink this." The elder obeyed immediately. "Do you feel like eating?" he asked already knowing the elder barely ate anything when he had his migraine.

Jimin started to shake his head but stopped as if the movement was hurting him. Jungkook immediately went to massage his head, a contented sigh escaping Jimin's lips as he leaned to rest his head on Jungkook's stomach, small hands encircling his waist.

"It's okay, hyung. I'm here now," Jungkook spoke softly. "Come on. Lie down." He gently pried Jimin's hands-off and helped him remove his shoes. Jimin crawled to the middle of the bed weakly and settled his head on the pillows. When he looked over to Jungkook, the youngest knew what he wanted.

Jimin said nothing when Jungkook went to remove his jeans to make him more comfortable. He wordlessly lifted his hip and let him tug the rest of the clothing. Jungkook threw the cover over him and went to blow the candles because he knew Jimin would want to snuggle and won't allow him to get up till morning.

The elder immediately snuggled to Jungkook once he climbed under the covers with him. Jungkook adjusted Jimin in his arms turning to face him as Jimin buried his face into Jungkook's chest. A comfortable silence settled between them and Jungkook continued to stroke Jimin's hair and massage his scalp like he used to do every time.

The room was silent except for the soft hum of the air conditioner. Jimin's breath was warm against his chest and his hand curled around Jungkook's t-shirt in the front. Jungkook didn't know how long had passed before Jimin let out a whimper.

"H-hurts," he said. One of Jimin's hands clutched the back of his own head. "Can't sleep."

"Wait here. Let me get you your medicine." Jungkook had stocked extra medicine the last time Jimin stayed here.

Jimin stopped him. "I took a pill before coming here."

"You're still hurting, hyung."

"I can't stop thinking," Jimin whimpered. "The thoughts won't stop."

"Let's get you to the hospital then."

"No, no," Jimin mumbled grabbing his hand. "Usually it stops hurting by now. But I can't stop thinking. I just need to take my mind of this...this..." He was clutching his head again, tears falling free.

"What do you want me to do, hyung? How can I help?"

"Distract me."

Jungkook blinked. Distraction...right. He could do that. Perhaps, they could watch a movie. But Jimin caught his hand before he could grab the remote.

"No TV," he whispered. "Want you, Jungkookie." His hand cupped Jungkook's jaw. "Please..."

"Hyung..." Jungkook's voice was pained. "I don't think it's a good idea."

"Please...I need this." Jimin lifted his head to kiss Jungkook's chin. "Make me forget, Kookie. I don't want to think about anything but you."

Jungkook let out a shuddered breath, trying to talk Jimin out of it, but the elder wasn't having any of the excuses. He had pulled Jungkook down, kissing gently. The youngest sighed into the kiss, allowing the elder to lead. His lips were soft, yet demanding. Jungkook found himself giving in as he wrapped his hand around Jimin's waist bringing him closer.

The kiss was slow, full of need. Jungkook sensed the elder's desperation. They kissed languidly simply relishing the soft touches of their lips. The youngest broke the kiss after a while. "How do you feel now?"

"Better." Jimin smiled, his eyes clearer than before. The room was dark other than the soft blue light Jungkook kept on. It illuminated Jimin's ethereal face, making him look like an angel with his platinum blonde hair fanned over the white pillow. His lips red from the kiss were parted, breathing coming out as soft pants. "It doesn't hurt now."

"Are you able to sleep now?" he inquired, tracing the soft edges of Jimin's jaw, a thumb slightly running over his lower lip.

"Don't wanna sleep," Jimin murmured against his thumb. "Want you..." Jimin's tongue darted out, licking his finger. Jungkook sucked in a breath when Jimin wrapped his lips around his finger sucking on it. Once. Twice. Jimin released Jungkook's thumb from his mouth. "Want you inside me, Kookie..." His hands were running along Jungkook's side. "Wanna feel you."

Jungkook leaned over. "How do you want it, hyung?"

"Slow..." Jimin murmured. "Please..." he added.

Jungkook took Jimin's left hand that was fisting with his t-shirt. He pressed his lips on the back of Jimin's palm, his lips lingering. "Do you want to touch me? Is it okay if I put them up here?"

"Wanna touch you."

The youngest took his time kissing each of Jimin's fingers, earning a long sigh as Jimin relaxed on the pillow, his eyes falling close. Jungkook contemplated blindfolding the elder but decided against it. He wanted it slow. Usually, it was Jungkook who often demanded this from the elder in the past. Whenever the insecurities clouded his mind in the past, he would go to Jimin demanding him to show how much he loved him. He would make such sweet love to Jungkook the entire night that he had often fallen asleep in Jimin's arms with his heart warm and full of love. But the last time that happened...Jungkook clenched his jaw shaking off the thoughts.

Jimin blinked his eyes open as if sensing the shift of his mood. "Kookie..."

"Let me take care of you, hyung." He moved to kiss Jimin's neck and the elder tilted his neck to give better access to his lips.

Jimin had always been the top during the initial stages of their relationship. The reason being Jungkook was young and inexperienced. His hyung was the only man he was ever been with. But after their first fight, Jungkook had been so furious that Jimin let Eunji touch him and wanted to show who he belonged to. One thing had led to the other and before he knew, Jungkook was fucking Jimin telling him, his ass belonged to Jungkook and only him.

Later, the elder had admitted that he liked Jungkook dominating him. But the sex when Jungkook topped had always been rough, fast, and harder. Never once had he made love to his hyung because...when Jungkook topped it was often to take out his anger. Jimin knew about it and always let him. It wasn't healthy Jungkook had realized later on, but he was overwhelmed with jealousy and the fear of losing his hyung to care about it.

Now that Jimin was here underneath him, demanding him to distract him...this was another first. And he was determined to make it good for his hyung.

He slipped his right arm around Jimin's waist as his tongue darted out to tease the sensitive spot on Jimin's neck. The elder breathed into the side of his neck with a soft moan. Jimin's fingers were buried into Jungkook's hair, pulling him closer to his neck. So Jungkook kissed the skin, sucking on it. He alternated between nibbling and sucking as a beautiful splotchy bruise colored Jimin's skin. The other day, he refrained from marking Jimin but tonight he wanted to paint his hyung's pale skin.

Once satisfied with the bruise he made, Jungkook moved to the other side of Jimin's neck leaving a few more along his neck and collarbone. His right hand slid under Jimin's t-shirt feeling every inch of that beautiful, silky smooth skin. Jimin's hands fisted on Jungkook's hair holding him closer.

"Mhmm...Jungkookie..." Jimin's soft pants were barely audible.

Jungkook lifted himself on his elbow capturing those tempting lips into a searing kiss. His tongue delved into his warm, inviting mouth at the first chance. Jimin moaned against his mouth, his tongue eagerly meeting Jungkook's but the movement so sensual and torturously slow. Was it possible to get drunk from one kiss? Jungkook had his answer when he broke the kiss for the much-needed breather. His head was dizzy with a buzz vibrating along his entire body.

"So beautiful..." Jimin tasted so fucking good and he couldn't have enough. So he went for another kiss.

His thumb brushed over Jimin's nipple, circling it before pinching it between his thumb and index finger. Jimin arched his back, his breathing growing heavier. Jungkook wanted to remove their clothing but Jimin looked so adorable in that oversized t-shirt that he decided to keep it. Instead of removing it, he simply rolled the material up. His lips half-heartedly left Jimin's mouth to press feather-soft kisses along his torso.

Slightly hovering over the elder, Jungkook settled between his thighs as he continued to run his lips along Jimin's torso. He licked his nipple, running his tongue over the dark skin. "So beautiful," he murmured against his skin as he continued down, tracing his obliques with his lips, kissing his abdomen and sucking at his belly button.

"Ah...Kookie...Mhmm...ahh..."

The response was instantaneous. His hip arched and Jungkook licked the sensitive spot a few more times. Jimin was breathing harder, soft moans tumbling out of his mouth, his hands curling around Jungkook's t-shirt on his shoulder. His hyung was a sight to behold.

"Do you like that hyung?" Jungkook teased him with a few more kisses, his fingers dipping slightly into Jimin's waistline under his briefs. Jimin was already hard. The youngest mouthed Jimin's cock over the material.

"Oh...Kookie..."

Jungkook wanted to tease more but he was growing impatient, his mouth-watering to taste Jimin again. He quickly stood pulling off his t-shirt and reached under his pillow where he had left the lube after using it the last time. Uncapping the small bottle he set it aside before hooking his fingers into Jimin's briefs. The elder lifted his hips and Jungkook wasted no time, tugging the material of him throwing it on the floor.

Then he settled between his legs again, licking the length of Jimin's arousal. Jimin's hips arched. Jungkook pinned his hips to the bed, going to kiss the pelvic region. Jimin squirmed under him, breathing raggedly. Jungkook kissed Jimin's inner thighs, hands running along his torso. Jimin was beautiful, his cock red and engorged stood proud against his lower abdomen.

Jungkook remembered the first time he tasted Jimin. It was on Jimin's birthday when he surprised his hyung. That day, he was so nervous that he didn't remember how he managed to give him a blow job before Jimin had pulled him off and threw him on the bed before ravishing him the way he wanted. Now...more experienced and confident, he teased his hyung with few small licks at the head of the cock, running the tip of his tongue over his slit, an action he knew would drive Jimin crazy.

"Fuck," Jimin hissed. "Don't tease...Jungkookie..." he breathed. He grabbed Jungkook's head pushing him onto his cock and Jungkook obliged with a smile. He wrapped his lips around his head, swirled his tongue tasting the pre-cum.

Jimin's moans were music to his ears, so sensual and arousing. Jungkook took his full, let the head hit the back of his throat, so proud of his gag reflex. It was one thing his hyung loved. Because Jungkook gave the best blowjobs—only to his hyung.

"Oh god...Ju-Jungkookie...ah..."

Jimin's hips thrust upward to meet his mouth. He threw his head back and let out a strangled moan, his toes curling. Jungkook kept his pace slow despite Jimin's attempts to get him to go faster. He kept a hand on Jimin's hip holding him in place.

"J-Jungkook-ah..."

"So good...ah...shit..."

Jimin was a moaning mess in a matter of minutes. Jungkook bobbed his head taking his deeper, hallowing his cheek and swirling his tongue. He knew the moment Jimin's body tensed under him. He was close. Jungkook stopped abruptly, breathing harder, saliva and pre-cum dripping down his chin. He wasn't done yet.

The elder protested. But Jungkook ignored him, going to kiss the inside of his thighs as Jimin weakly tugged at his hair, trying to get him to his cock and chase down his orgasm. Not happening. With a smirk, Jungkook caught Jimin's hand, licking the base of his shaft lazily, placing open-mouthed kisses around it.

"Jungkookie..." Jimin sobbed softly. "Please..."

"What do you want hyung?" Jungkook lazily tilted his head, admiring the way Jimin restlessly squirmed beneath him.

"N-no teasing..." Jimin's chest heaved. "W-wanna cum. Please..." He was arching his hip again, hands thrashing in Jungkook's hold.

"Hmm..." Jungkook resumed kissing his inner thigh, lowering himself as he sucked at the skin, creating more bruises there. "So beautiful..." He pushed Jimin's thighs apart, bending them above Jimin's chest. His hands were under Jimin's round ass, in a swift motion he lifted him and brought him closer to his mouth.

Jimin's body jerked out of his hold at the first lick of his tongue at his entrance. "F-Fuck..." he cursed breathlessly.

Jungkook blew a breath over his rim before twirling his tongue. Oh, how much he missed this.

"M-more...more Kookie...Gimme more...Ah—fuck!"

He wondered if he should try making his hyung cum just by rimming but decided against it because his own cock was throbbing for release. Jungkook thrust his tongue inside Jimin's hole, fucking him in and out, humming in his throat.

Jimin fisted at the sheets, when that wasn't enough he went to tug at his own hair, his back arching, his obscene moans drifting around them. Soon, he was babbling incoherent nothings, begging the youngest to fuck him. Jungkook grinned but kept going until Jimin practically tugged at his hair painfully demanding his cock.

Jungkook grabbed both his hands again, pinning it over Jimin's abdomen as he grabbed the lube. He wanted to do this for so long. Now that he had Jimin where he wanted, he wasn't going to let go that easily. The elder will get what he wanted. Slow it is.

In no time, he warmed the liquid between his fingers, slowly teasing the hole before slipping two fingers inside. Jungkook took Jimin's cock in his mouth again. He sucked at the cock, fingers sliding in and out as Jimin writhed under him.

It hadn't taken much time for Jimin to come undone. Jungkook swallowed Jimin's release and slightly shifted, shimmying out of his shorts and briefs before lining his cock to Jimin's entrance before stroking it a few times with his lubed hand. Once ready, he slowly thrust in, allowing Jimin to adjust to his size. Soon he bottomed out, waiting for a minute.

"You okay hyung?" he asked Jimin who was still reeling with his release.

"Y-yeah."

"I'm going to move."

Jimin nodded wordlessly arching his hips.

Jungkook supported his weight on his elbows as he started moving his hips. He lowered his head to capture Jimin's lips in a deep kiss. Jimin kissed him back passionately. Jungkook moaned, his thrusts slow and gentle as he felt the way his cock glided into Jimin's tight hole.

"So fucking tight," he panted against Jimin's mouth. "Don't know how long I can control, hyung. You feel so good." He kissed Jimin's jaw, trying to remember he had to control his urges. Make it good for his hyung.

Fuck.

He didn't know how Jimin managed to do it all the time, but his control was barely tethered now. Jungkook locked his gaze with Jimin, who had his hands on either side of his clutching to Jungkook. Jimin looked so beautiful, angelic with his lips now red and swollen. And his moans were heavenly. It was moments like this Jungkook often realized how lucky he was to have this man. Everything about Jimin was special.

"Look at me hyung..." He cupped Jimin's face, their eyes locking. "I love you so much..." his words were a moan.

"L-love you t-too..." Jimin's eyes were wide, glazed with tears. "O-only you K-Kookie..."

Jungkook kissed him, reaching between them to grab Jimin's cock, jerking him off in time with his thrusts. Their movements slow yet full of need, conveying how much they both needed each other. Jungkook felt his heart swell and hoped he made this good for his hyung.

Jimin shuddered, his hole clenching around his cock as the kiss faltered.

"G-go-gonna...ah—"

"Me too..." Jungkook moaned. "Me too."

It didn't take long before Jimin let out a cross between a moan and a scream, his body jerking violently as he came in Jungkook's hands. The youngest quickened the pace of his thrusts, feeling the familiar sensation building in the pit of his stomach. He continued to thrust, Jimin's hands digging into his hips before coming with a short cry of Jimin's name on his lips.

Jungkook dropped his head to Jimin's shoulder, his hips still thrusting sloppily as he rode the final waves of his orgasm. That was fucking intense.

Sweat coated their bodies. Combined with their release, it made their bodies stickier. Jungkook kissed Jimin's neck, jaw, cheeks, forehead, nose, and finally his lips. They stayed like that for a long minute before Jungkook released his lips.

"Let's get cleaned up."

He pulled Jimin's body with ease and lifted him off the bed. The elder wrapped his legs around him with Jungkook still inside. He marched into the bathroom. The shower was quick and Jungkook changed the sheets before tucking Jimin in, now dressed in one of Jungkook's lose t-shirt and sweatpants.

Jimin snuggled to Jungkook, his breath fanning his neck. Jungkook wrapped his arms around his hyung, settling comfortably, his eyes drooping when he heard the soft whisper barely audible.

"I didn't cheat."

Until we meet again...💜💜💜