thinking about jmin’s stepson taehyng who is very clingy......almost too clingy considering the boy’s over 20

tags ;; jmin is older (early thirties) and taehyng is twenty some. daddy kink, cheating, sexting, voyeurism, other stuff i’ll tag as i go! also imma kinda just going off so if it’s a mess, there’s mistakes, some plot hole i’m sorry!! it’s on a whim !

jmin knew taehyng wasn’t happy when he met his mom. jmin has only been in his life for a little over a year and well.. things moved fast.

jmin is closer to taehyng’s age anyway

he knew it must have been weird knowing his mom was marrying someone that was barely a decade older

but it just happened

admittedly—jmin wasn’t IN love w taehyng’s mom. but he did love her.

she was safe. he doesn’t feel proud admitting it but it was the facts.

maybe taehyng knew that. maybe that was why he acted out, argued with jmin, ignored his attempts to get close.

jmin tried. he dropped him off at his college volleyball games, picked him up if he needed. he got him tickets to shows, theater and movies. he bought him clothes and jewelry and games.

but taehyng didn’t seem interested for a long time.

until he came back from a business trip.

he was gone for over a week, visiting japan and stuck between a hotel and a boardroom.

the last thing he expected when he came home was taehyng with dinner made. a shy expression on his face. “i thought you’d want something home cooked.”

“where is your mom?” he wondered.

taehyng looked away, “she hasn’t been home lately either.”

ah. was he lonely?

jmin smiled and entered the kitchen, “we can watch a movie while we eat then?” he suggested, setting a hand in the small of taehyng’s back as he looked up at him.

taehyng nodded, and plated their food quietly. once they sat down in the living room, taehyng putting on a movie he saw with his friends a while ago jmin smiled at him, “thank you for cooking. i really appreciate it.”

taehyng looked back at him, small but pretty smile on his lips. “yeah. no problem, jmin.”

everything was different then.

taehyng hung around him more, talked to him more.

jmin knew damn well taehyng had friends, lots of them, but he was hanging around. he was talking to jmin, joking with him, smiling around him. staying at his moms and jmin’s more often.

jmin never got that before. never.

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also this is just fiction obviously, i’m writing it purely for that, to write. there might be things said or done that are just here for au sake i don’t necessarily agree or feel the same!!

also idk if i mentioned it be ;) daddy kink

even more so... taehyng started touching him.

his soft, long fingers brushing over his hip, or bicep. sweet boxy smile. jmin felt closer to him.

scarily close to him. yearning for that touch and smile, finding himself touching back.

the small of his back, his thigh, brushing his hair back.

jmin was paying so much attention to taehyng he hadn’t even realized the lack of attention to his /wife.

who, was stressed out, slammed with work. jmin knew he was failing her, so, he tried to do what a husband should.

give her the attention she needed. he tried to put up a wall between him and taehyng which proved harder. the more steps back he took from taehyng the closer taehyng came.

and it was getting uncomfortable. jmin was... getting too affectionate with taehyng.

he was getting too used to his attention and liked giving taehyng that attention back.

but it was more than that.

his eyes wandered a little to low. he felt heat in his gut when taehyng would tough his chest, or thighs. jmin knew better. he knew what was happening.

he knew it was attraction. he knew he was sick for it.

he was married to taehyng’s /mother and yet... he was looking at her son more than her. dreaming about taehyng, not the woman he was next to in bed most nights.

jmin wondered if it was work.

he knew it wasn’t an excuse but maybe that was why he was focusing on taehyng. he felt neglected? it seemed so wrong, so childish. he didn’t expect anything from his wife, no, he would never he respected her.

but he missed her jokes. her friendship. she was working long hours.

so jmin decided he would try so better. avoid taehyng, get busy, pay attention to his wife.

it was hard. pushing taehyng away, but he needed to.

he needed to make distance, he needed to say no, he needed to distract himself, keep busy.

even when taehyng got angry.

and he could tell taehyng was mad. but it was needed, jmin needed to make thing right. he needed to stop having such disgusting thoughts, he needed to stop getting comfortable with taehyng like they were. it was inappropriate.

but jmin noticed that less taehyng meant he was alone.

he realized how absent his wife truly was. he realized how lonely their house was when taehyng was staying at his own apartment instead of his room in the house.

and the separation didn’t work.

jmin’s goal was distance. if he wasn’t around taehyung he wouldn’t miss him, want him, yearn for him.

but he fantasized more. about taehyng. his fluttering lashes, and what noises he might make, how pretty his bare skin would look.

he was fucked. so disgustingly fucked.

and it only go worse one night when his phone buzzed.

taehyng’s mom was on a work trip. he’d been alone for two nights. taehyng tried called him that morning to hang out tonight but jmin made an excuse.

“work.” he said on the phone, knowing damn well taehyng didn’t believe him

reality was he was in a baggy shirt and sweats in the couch, watching a drama he barely cared about when his phone buzzed.

oh fuck. oh what the fuck.

oh what the actual fuck.

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