so im thinking about newly dating namkook who just got trapped in an elevator together, which would be fine except namjoon absolutely just felt his bladder make a warning lurch

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cw: pee, if u dont wanna read that is a-ok just mute ‘p•’

p• namjoon wants to claim that hes not the panicky type, but he would be lying, his brain always leapt to the worst case scenario and he HAD been comfortably panicking about having to desperately climb out of the roof of the elevator and down the shaft, but thats old news now

p• namjoon shifted as his abdomen twinged, trying to resettle into a position where his jeans didnt dig into his tummy

“hyungie?”

namjoon jumped, nearly dropping his hand from the deck of cards jungkook had pulled out of his backpack while crowing his forethought and genius

p• “sorry, sorry, i zoned out” joon answered, looking up

the problem was, the problem had Tiers actually, tier one was that if namjoon were to pee his god damn pants like a child in this elevator jungkook would certainly break up with him and then he’d die alone

p• “are you sure?” jungkook asked, tilting his head like a puppy

tier two was that jungkook was the singular most gorgeous person, inside and out, namjoon had ever had the pleasure of meeting and namjoon couldn’t physically bear the thought of being humiliated in front of him

p• “yeah” joon answered, stomach flexing and putting pressure on his bladder “just zoned out for a sec” he said with a smile while a mortifying zap of pleasure radiated from where his muscles had tensed

tier three was that namjoon was grossly and unfortunately, , , into it

p• “alright, sure, if you say so hyung” jungkook answered, an eyebrow popping beneath the messy line of his fringe

namjoon’s heart squeezed in tandem with his cock twitching like the annoying traitor that it was

p• the situation quickly escalated from bad to worse, the mild urge to take a quick bathroom break growing into a Need

all of a sudden, out of nowhere, jungkook put down his cards and bit his lip

“so hyung”

p• namjoon’s heart seized, absolutely certain jungkook Knew

“so hyung” jungkook continued, knee bouncing where he was sat cross legged against the elevator wall “i was thinking, you know, we’re um, stuck in here for a few more hours, and theres no, cameras, so i was Thinking,,”

p• jungkook paused, a deep flush stealing over his cheeks

“i was thinking i have a plug in my ass and id been saving it for later tonight but,,, you know, ,, “ he finished breathlessly

p• namjoon’s jaw dropped, blood rushing to his cock so fast it was a little dizzying, glancing up to the ceiling to find jungkook was right there Weren’t any cameras

he looked at jungkook, who was red but also looking back with darkened eyes, a little grin curling his lips

p• namjoon’s relationship with jungkook was fairly new, only a few months old really, and born of the fact that for some absolutely baffling reason jungkook liked him so much upon being introduced via their friend groups that he asked namjoon out in less than a week

p• namjoon, because he’s not an idiot, said yes to being asked out by someone who was so far out of his league he was basically on another planet

joon thought jungkook was sweet, shy, beautiful smile, he had the most endearing laugh, and his perspective on life was refreshing

p• what namjoon had come to LEARN however was that jungkook also had a competitive streak that could circle the earth twice, was strong enough to pick him up and fuck him against a wall and was apparently a demon Trying To Kill Him

“you did Not” joon breathed

p• jungkook’s grin stretched into full bloom, his head tilting back with an obnoxious laugh

“i Did”

“holy Shit, you’re so hot” namjoon said blankly

jungkook’s grin turned into flustered pink squirming, and namjoon’s chest squeezed at how cute it was, overwhelmed

p• leaning forward, namjoon opened his mouth to double check that jungkook was serious when his jeans bit into his stomach and his jaw clacked shut

jungkook’s excited doe eyes slowly dimmed in confusion as namjoon froze in the face of, The Problem

p• “hyung?” jungkook asked, mouth tilting into a frown “um, are you sure you’re ok?” and as namjoon floundered to answer he quickly began to look mortified “sorry, i didn’t mean to like, you’re probably uncomfortable, I-“

“no” namjoon finally forced out

p• jungkook stopped, fingers curling tightly around his ankles

“no, it’s just um” namjoon took a deep breath, face burning “it’s just that um, i really, have to go to the bathroom” he squeaked out

p• jungkook’s face cleared instantly in understanding, mouth making a little o and namjoon nodded sadly looking down toward the floor and missing the sudden squint of consideration at namjoon’s exposed biceps and flexed forearms

p• here was the other thing about jungkook, except it was one namjoon was About to learn

jungkook was just as stupidly horny as namjoon and unlike joon, had significantly less self control in chasing down what he wanted

p• “so um, is that, i mean, is that a no? because id Still be down if, you still, wanted to, fuck.” jungkook said

the elevator went dead silent, only the faint noise of cables creaking and people distantly walking between floors filling the space between them

joon looked up

p• he and jungkook made eye contact and jungkook made the single most awkward half smile, practically grimacing and finally the tension cracked, namjoon bursting into laughter at the expression. jungook erupted into nervous giggles, both of them shifting closer together

p• “i didnt know you were into that, jk” joon said, when he’d finally pulled it together enough to talk. jungkook let out a nervous titter, gaze sliding away

joon made himself keep going, jungkook had done the worst part, it was his turn “i, i would be into it too”

p• jungkook's eyes widened, shiny and adorable and then darkened, tattooed knuckles popping with tension

"seems convenient anyway" he said, faux innocently, setting the cards aside

"why's that?" joon asked, still recalibrating

"well you can just, plug me up again afterward"

p• "f uck" namjoon groaned and unfolded away from the wall to lean toward jungkook, who reached out just as enthusiastically for a kiss

p• the thing was, they hadn't been dating that long, and namjoon had intended to wait, for jungkook, who was a romantic, because he liked him

but jungkook had not been on that page, jungkook had been in a whole other book wherein he sucked hickies on joons thighs until he cried

p• it was unexpected

jungkook eagerly captured joons mouth, moaning high in his throat at the heat of joons lips

unexpected but, namjoon had never been around someone so honestly excited to touch him

he found it made him less anxious, he found he liked it

p• "it's gonna make a mess" joon groaned, shuffling forward so he could crowd over jungkook, pressing him into the wall. he went easily, looking flushed and sparkly in his oversized t-shirt

"that's, half the appeal, hyung. like it when, when you make me messy" he admitted

p• joons hips jerked forward of their own accord, the pressure of his jeans pressed tight to his cock and his bladder, a little mind numbing in it's pleasure

"fuck, god, you can't just say that"

jungkook's smile tilted into a smirk

"can"

p• their next kiss was consuming in it's intensity, jungkook grabbing joons thighs and hauling him into his lap, sliding up to his ass

two could play at that, little shit, namjoon pulled jungkook's hair, licking deeper into his mouth

p• jungkook whined at that, the promise of pleasure making him impatient

"nngh, c'mon, c'mon hyung ive been waiting all day please please" jungkook begged into his mouth, whiny little mumble, and who was he to say no

"knees" namjoon rasped, voice thick