:･ﾟ* w I N k w O n K ･ﾟ✧*

I stared at my brother with wide eyes .

"You're gay?" I ask, taken back.

I hadn't expected this.

"I don't know that for sure so don't go around telling everyone!" He cries.

"So then what does this have to do with Jimin's brother?" I ask.

"Well Uh.."

Now he seemed even more flustered.

"Are you dating Jimin's brother?!"

When Jung-hyun doesn't say anything my jaw drops to the ground.

Unbelievable!

Us Jeon men really have a thing for these Park men.

Oh the irony.

"Since when?!" I ask, still in compete shock.

"Well we're not exactly dating but it's more of an experiment I guess." He says.

"So then you might be gay?" I ask.

Jung-hyun bites his bottom lip and seems to think for a minute.

"Does it bother you that I might be?" He asks nervously.

I chuckle and shake my head.

"Of course not. I support you 101%." I say, leaving out the fact that I'm also hella gay.

"Really?" He asks.

"Of course. As your brother it's my job to support the things you do." I say.

Jung-hyun smiles and pats my arm.

"Thank you for that, it really means a lot." He says.

I smile and nod.

"Can you not tell Jimin yet? I think Jihyun wants to do that." My brother says.

Ah, so that's why.

"You have my word." I say.

Jung-hyun smiles and stands.

"Thanks." He says before heading towards his room.

I was beyond taken back but of course I supported him.

It was just ironic that both of us were gay and for a Park brother.

I lean back into the couch and stare up at this ceiling.

This was crazy.

I wonder if Jung-hyun will be able to date jihyun freely one day.

I wish Jimin and I could date too..

My phone going off knocks me out of my thoughts.

Why did you have to leave? Daddy misses his baby boy. -T.

The message sends me alert.

I needed to shower. -JK.

You could have showered here. -T.

I didn't want to be a bother. -JK.

Instead of a text, my phone went off with a call.

I sucked in a breath as I answered the phone.

"You're seriously going to tell me that you left because you didn't want to be a bother? You leaving was what was a bother." Taehyung says, his voice unamused.

"Well I-"

"Come back over." Taehyung says, seriousness laced in his voice.

"It's too late. I don't want to leave."

The other line is silent for a moment before he speaks.

"I wasn't asking you." He says seriously.

His deep voice sent a shiver down my spine.

"I really don't want to leave right now. I'm tired and sore." I say honestly.

"If you don't listen to me, you'll be even more sore". He says and I could tell he wasn't fibbing.

I knew I'd regret this but I really wasn't in the mood to deal with anyone else right now.

"I'm hanging up." I announce then end the call.

I let out a breath I didn't realize I had been holding in.

I was hoping that Taehyung would let this slide but I knew he wouldn't.

I just hope it's not too bad.

Sighing, I stand up and make my way towards my bedroom.

Once I get inside I throw myself down on my bed and shut my phone off.

What I needed right now was not to worry about Taehyung, what Jung-hyun had told me, or the fact that Jimin was probably having sex with his girlfriend right now.

What I needed was to sleep and that's exactly what I did.

...

Taehyung—
Right after Jungkook hung up on me I felt my blood boil.

I called again and again and nothing.

It would go straight to voicemail every time.

He turned his phone off.

He was seriously asking for it now.

I gritted my teeth and snatched up my jacket before making my way out to my car.

Jungkook was definitely in for a rude awakening.

On the car ride over to Jungkook's house I try to call him again but once again I get no answer.

Just as I pull up to the house I'm surprised to see a woman getting out of a car and walking up to Jungkook's door.

I open my door and rush over to her.

"Oh, can I help you?" The lady asks once she sees me.

"I'm a friend of Jungkook's. He borrowed something of mine and I came to get it back but he fell asleep. I was wondering if I could run in and get it real quick." I say, giving her a friendly smile, assuming she was Jungkook's mother.

"Of course, come on in." She says, offering a smile.

I thank her and follower her inside.

"His room is upstairs, the first room on the left." She says and I thank her before making my way upstairs.

Since Jungkook's mother was here I knew I'd have to hold back on what I originally came here to do.

Just not completely.

When I open up Jungkook's bedroom door I stop in my tracks as I take it in.

Laying there asleep on the bed was Jungkook.

He was curled up into a ball and was wearing nothing but a pair of boxers.

I walked into the room more and stopped at the side of his bed.

Asleep, he looked so peaceful.

I kneel down at his side and reach out to shake him awake.

Just as my hand goes to shake him, I see Jungkook shift.

He lays on his back, his body facing the ceiling and his legs parted slightly.

I look down at him, my eyes running over his body.

l stand up and walk over to his door, locking it.

When I turn back to Jungkook I admire him, my tongue running over my bottom lip.

When I get to him again I move onto the bed and straddle him.

Lowering my body, I bring my head to his thighs.

I lean my head down and trail kisses along the top of his thighs, slowly moving inwards.

I felt Jungkook beginning to squirm but I reach up and pin his waist down.

"What are you.." Jungkook's voice sounds panicked and I look up to see him fully awake, staring at me with wide eyes.

I reach my hand down and dip it into his boxers.

"I'd keep your voice down unless you want your mother to hear." I say, my voice low.

Jungkook stares at me with wide eyes but he doesn't push me away.

I grin and move my hand right around him, making him suck in a breath.

I move upwards and attach my lips to Jungkook's. He kisses me back, his hand gripping at my wrist that was working him. "Why are you here?" Jungkook manages out. "Never hang up on me again." I say before reattaching my lips to his. I flick my wrist around Jungkook and grin as he tries to hold back his whimpers. I break away from the kiss and slide down, leaving a trail of kisses down Jungkook's exposed body. Without warning to him, I take him in my mouth. I hear Jungkook groan above me then try to cover it up with a cough. I swirl my tongue around him and groan as I feel him tug at my hair. Under my tongue, I can feel him shiver. I knew this was affecting him a lot and that was making it that much better. "Ah-ah." Jungkook mumbles quietly as he pushes my head down, causing him to move further in my throat. When that happens I hear Jungkook struggle to keep quiet as pleasure washes over him, causing him to shake. I grin and swallow everything. I move upwards and attach my lips to his. He grips at my back and to my surprise, he starts tugging at my pants. "I want it." He whines lowly, trying to keep quiet. "What do you want, baby boy?" I ask, staring down at him. "I want you." He says. I grin. "Beg." Jungkook's eyes widen and even in the dark, I knew he was blushing. "I-" "Come on Baby boy, tell me what you want." I say, my voice low. Jungkook squeezes his eyes shut and shakes his head. I lean my head towards his ear and bite his earlobe. "Tell me, Daddy wants to hear you beg." I say.

Jungkook bites his lip and finally, he gives in.

"Please, I want you to fuck me, Daddy."

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