uh. i keep thinking about googie seeing his hyung as the funniest and goofiest dude ever until one night maknae line is drinking together and jimin blurts out "i'd let jin hyung fuck me dumb." and taehyung enthusiastically agrees and suddenly jungkook cant stop thinking about it.

it's not like jungkook didn't notice his hyung's ethereal beauty before, quite the opposite really. it even took him a few weeks to get used to such a handsome face living in the same dorm. but as the time went by and him and seokjin became close friends, his humour outshined

his looks. well, not all the way but. yeah. opposite to what he was like in front of the cameras, his hyung wasnt the one to point out his good looks all the time in private. so jungkook didnt pay much attention to it.

through his puberty, jungkook did get crushes on his band members. and everyone knew it. he was this close to falling in love with namjoon hyung when he first joined the group, trailing after him like a lost puppy for months until he realized he likes yoongi hyung more.

his crush on yoongi lasted until he told taehyung and got smacked for "going around and stealing other people's crushes" to which jungkook got annoyed and didnt talk to him for 8 hours straight. serves him right for being jealous.

the thing is, jungkook can be a bit dense sometimes. so when jungkook looks at jimin confusedly after he admitted to wanting to get fucked by seokjin hyung, jimin is ready to explain.

"jungkook, have you seen that man? i bet under that funny guy mask is the kinkiest dom."

taehyung sighs dreamily, "he's so hot when he's mad. sometimes i rile him up just to see if he'd pull me over his lap and spank me for being a bad boy."

"that's- what?! no, seokjin hyung isnt like that." jungkook is not exactly scandalized, but he doesnt want to see taehyung

over his hyung's knees. taehyung isnt even hyung's favorite. jungkook is. not that it matters at all in this situation.

"thats the thing! he's always so cheerful and funny and goddamn annoying, but i bet when it comes down to /it/, he's a beast capital b." jimin is going crazy,

jungkook decides.

"oh my god, guys, you're so weird. not everyone is as kinky as you are. if anything, he's very sweet in bed."

jimin and taehyung look at each other. "i thought you were the one who reads fanfiction, you should know how this works. he shows his wild side when

it matters." taehyung insists.

jungkook refuses to imagine his hyung as anything but sweet. he never participated in jimin and taehyung's kink debates and just rolled his eyes whenever they brought something like that up. jungkook will fight for his hyung's dignity!

but just when he's about to defend him from these horny monsters, jimin turns to taehyung.

"and his cock! oh god." jungkook cringes at their dreamy looks. sure, hyung is on the bigger side but that doesnt mean anything–

"i'd literally let him fuck my mouth until i pass out!"

"what the fuck, tae?"

"oh cmon, kook, it's not like you've never thought about him in that way!"
"because i havent!"

the 95s look at each other again.

"thats your loss then." jimin shrugs, "jinie hyung is the most frequent guest in both my daydreams and wet dreams."

they drop the conversation after jungkook throws a pillow at taehyung for saying he'd drop his career for an opportunity to be jin hyung's personal cock warmer.

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jungkook pushes it at the back of his mind for a few days, too busy recording stuff and practicing to think about that. but then it hits him when he's least expecting it.

he had just woken up, eyes still not focusing right as he stumbles into the kitchen. and almost trips over his own feet.

its not unusual for seokjin hyung to cook shirtless, especially after his morning workouts but. did his shoulders get bigger? he mustve been working on his

back muscles too - jungkook cant help but admire them as hyung moves through the kitchen. his arms look... good? like really good.

"jesus, koo, you scared the shit out of me!" hyung scolds him after turning around and noticing him standing at the entrance.

jungkook gulps. his eyes drop to hyung's chest and his pretty little nipples and–

"hey, are you alright?" hyung comes closer, concern written all over his face. "you look a little flushed, did a nightmare wake you up?" jungkook inhales sharply as hyung tucks a strand

of his hair behind his ear. hyung's eyebrows furrow. "what is it? you're scaring me now."

jungkook laughs nervously, "y-yeah, i– bad dream, yeah." he avoids eye contact and tries to ignore the heat in his tumy and his own palms sweating. jimin's comment flashes in his mind.

"oh, baby." jungkook yelps as strong hands pull him towards hyung's naked chest and hold him close.

jungkook cant believe this is happening. he hates jimin and he hates taehyung and he hates the way he's letting himself even feel like this over his hyung.

but then again– hyung's arms are so strong and he's picked koo up before so he could easily lift him up in the middle of their kitchen and slide into–

jungkook whimpers in embarrassment and hides his face in hyung's neck. he's disgusted with himself for thinking something so

filthy about his hyung who thinks his poor baby had a bad dream.

"dont worry, its just a dream, bun. its not real, yeah?" hyung drops a kiss on the side of jungkook's head making jungkook inhale against his skin.

a mistake. a very big mistake. hyung smells so fucking good and

jungkook is sure he's half hard in his pjs. he wants to cry. but also to jerk off right there.

he pulls away and smiles awkwardly, "y-yeah. im, uh, im gonna take a shower?"

seokjin nods and smiles brightly before ruffling his hair, "ill finish breakfast by the time youre done"

jungkook nods and leaves the kitchen.

what the fuck?

since when is seokjin hyung so hot? why didn't jimin talk about that before?

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cw asphyxiation

jungkook is in heaven.

he cant really breathe properly because there's a hand pushing his face into the pillow, not letting him move. the fabric is already soaked with his drool and sweat and so wrinkly from how much he's pulling on it. he feels as if the huge cock inside him

is tearing him apart and he cant get enough of it. the man behind him is growling, his thrusts animalistic and hard making the slaps echo in the room.

jungkook is aware of the high pitched noises he's making, begging for "hyung" to fill him up.

the man is happy to oblige – jungkook suddenly finds himself flipped onto his back, the hand that was holding his head is now squeezing his throat, making him choke on his moans.

the picture finally comes in focus and jungkook starts trashing around when he realizes that, fuck,

seokjin hyung is the one choking him and fucking into him like an animal. hyung grunts and slaps his thigh roughly, mumbling that he better calm down.

jungkook cries out as he feels the warm liquid inside him, vision almost going white as his hyung squeezes tighter and slaps

his little cock thrice as he tells him to "come for hyung, bun."

with a jolt and a whimper, he wakes up.

he cringes at the unpleasantness of wet pajama pants and feels his eyes sting at the memory of a dream he had. he wants to curl into himself and cry as the sudden wave of loneliness engulfs him. after a few minutes, the longing for another

person's touch gets too much to handle so he gets up from the warmth of his bed and, after changing into clean shorts, heads towards the living room.

today is apparently let's-mess-with jungkook-day. the only person lounging on the big sofa is seokjin hyung.

hyung immediately notices his pouty face and opens his arms for jungkook to come.

jungkook drops onto his hyung, ignoring the way images from his recent dream flash in his mind, and burries his face i to hyung's neck.

"bad dream again, bun?"

jungkook shivers at the pet name.

"it wasnt necessarily bad. just. shocked me." he mumbles as hyung squeezes him tightly.

seokjin hums and rubs his back. "wanna get breakfast together?"

jungkook shakes his head. "wan' cuddles."

hyung chuckles, "you're getting awfully cuddly lately. " jungkook freezes.

"dont worry, baby. i love this side of you." hyung's hand comes up to the back of his neck and squeezes and jungkook cant help the whimper that escapes his mouth. he squirms as if that could shake away the thoughts of that same hand pushing his head into the mattress.

"koo? does it hurts?" jungkook shakes his head immediately.

"sensitive. have to be gentle with me, hyung." he teases even though his voice is shaking.

"i think you can take it." seokjin whispers and for a moment, jungkook lets himself pretend this attraction isnt one-sided.

(thats it until later tonight!)

the thing is... koo absolutely loves playfighting with his hyungs. be it jimin who wont yield until he's got jungkook on his knees because he kicked him in his balls or hoseok who stops paying attention to his 'punches' after a minute to focus on what someone else is saying.

and usually he doesnt let his competitive side come out. they're his hyungs, he learned to tame himself. but this time it's jin hyung and jungkook still hasn't learned how to keep his horniness in check in front of him and it's a disaster.

it's been weeks since jungkook found out about... his crush? no, not his crush. maybe his dick's crush? even worse– since he found out jin hyung's hot. like- the star in jungkook's wet dreams five times a week kind of hot.

and he still behaves like a madman in front of him.

it was his fault, actually. he was high on adrenaline after his workout and the only people in the living room were namjoon hyung and seokjin hyung.

he wasn't gonna bother his dear rapmon-hyungie, so so adorable with his reading glasses and his big weird philosophy book.

so the other solution was to push seokjin hyung, to try to grab the remote from him, to knee him in the ribs on purpose until seokjin snapped — not really, he chuckled and went "come here, you little–" but jungkook saw it as war.

he learned to be less soft with jin hyung that he was with others (except for jimin), when it comes to these 'fights'. he'd bite jin hyung's arm and hyung would pull his hair in revenge, until jungkook has tears in his eyes. just teenage boys things, you know? (even though he's

an adult now and seokjin hyung is an even bigger adult and they still 'fight' like sixth graders but shh!)

so what he expects from this so-called fight is victory! of course! and a lot of giggles and whines! but...

stupid seokjin hyung. and his stupid hot body.

stupid big hands and stupid biceps and stupid tight shirt and stupid chest and stupid hyung for biting his lip. and stupid strong thighs.

all of that is the reason why jungkook's laying on the floor with hyung straddling him. he scowls at joonie's "that was deserved."

and bares his teeth at him as he leaves the room. he's so frustrated. hyung managed to straddle him and hold his hands down and he's chuckling at jungkook's squirming. he can lift hyung with ease, why is he in this position now?! he feels like a child as he trashes under

hyung and tries to bite his arm which– yeah, not gonna work. jungkook doesnt even realize hyung is sitting right on his crotch until hyung moves and jungkook feels like he was hit by a train. he freezes up and looks at his hyung with wide eyes, in panic.

the whimper that leaves his lips as seokjin puts more pressure on his boner is. not. jungkook. it was god or whatever there is, punishing him for everything wrong he has ever done by making him look like a horny idiot in front of his- well, crush.

seokjin's got that mischievous glint in his eyes, the one's that he has when he knows he's gonna win the game, paired with a small confident smirk. jungkook feels like fainting.

"didn't know you were into manhandling, kook." seokjin's voice is so fucking cocky that it makes

jungkook almost whimper in shame and look away. his heart is beating so fast and he thinks he's gonna cry.

"i- i'm not, hyung" he manages to say. the pleasure of pressure against his hardness is unnoticeable next to the shame and humiliation jungkook feels.

"so it's just me, then?" seokjin chuckles, but it sounds mean to jungkook's ears and- jungkook knows he's just joking, they're always like this but this time it is- it is him and jungkook is just a little boy who cant handle more humiliation before he starts crying.

"hyung, please, let go, please-" he squirms in hyung's hold, ignores the way it makes the friction better and when seokjin's grip on his hands softens, he quickly manages to get up, leaving hyung on his butt in the living room calling for jungkook as he runs to his room.

he bursts in tears as soon as his body hits the mattress and thinks about the way hyung laughed at his arousal and- the worst part is that he's still so hard. even as he cries and thinks about hyung's chuckle and his grip and his smirk, his cock is still hard as a rock.

so if he sticks his hand down his pants and jerks off twice until his boxers are soaked, no one has to know.

he doesnt talk to anyone the whole day, because he doesnt leave his room. he ignores seokjin's texts about getting dinner together because he's still so damn embarrassed.

he knows this is how seokjin solves things: he pretends nothing happened so that the other person doesnt

feel bad anymore. but this was a low blow for jungkook. he's still trying to wrap his head around the fact that he got a boner because his hyung manhandled him and 'won' in their fight. like a fucking teenager.

when he wakes up tomorrow, nothing is out of the ordinary except when he opens his door, he almost trips over something.

squatting down, he cant help the smile at the six pack of banana milk and a note. he picks it up and tries not to blush as he reads it:

googie,
hyungie didnt mean to embarrass you yesterday ): hyung is very sorry for going too far and making you uncomfortable, got too caught up in my own head and didnt think. hyung understands if you want some time for yourself away from me, so i got you some banana

milk to remind you that, once again, hyung never meant to upset his favorite boy. ♡
seokjinie ♡
(and. um. we dont kinkshame in this household? taehyung is the example)

and so jungkook sits in the middle of the hallway and rereads the note at least 20 times, until his cheeks hurt from smiling and giggling so much.

silly hyung. as if googie could stay away from him. it's okay, he tells himself, hyung doesnt think he's weird (probably)

and he's still hyung's favorite (yes!). he takes the banana milk and note in his room, placing the note under his pillow, like a weirdo.

he hops down to the kitchen, finding there yoongi hyung and taehyung eating breakfast and (yes!) seokjin hyung, making himself cereals.

he wraps his arms around hyung's middle from behind, nuzzling against the back of his neck. his cheeks are on fire but- he's still hyung's favorite boy! even if he got a boner in front of him! he deserves to be happy!

he hears taehyung loudly say "good morning, hyungs! good morning jungkook! how are you hyung?" and so on, from the kitchen table, but he ignores both him and yoongi hyung.

"aaand he's back on track. it did take you long to take care of the little guy–" seokjin stills and

jungkooks giggles, cheeks reddening in embarrassment, "sorry. that was too soon, i'm sorry again."

he does sound like he's sorry and jungkook rests his chin on hyung's shoulder, "it's okay hyung, as long as i'm still your favorite boy."

he enjoys the way seokjin's ears warm up and he scoffs before turning around to face jungkook. his face softens as he takes in jungkook's genuine smile, "you know you always are, you little shit."

jungkook inhales sharply as seokjin pulls him into a hug,

but he doesnt waste time before burrowing his head into hyung's shoulder and murmuring "even if i got a boner in front of you?" quietly so the other two dont hear them.

seokjin laughs and whispers back, "even then. dont forget to say it was because of me."

jungkook whines into his shoulder and slaps his side, "shut up, hyung."

his whole world spins when seokjin says "guess i owe you now, dont i?" and when jungkook stays confused he elaborates "well, ive seen yours now i have to show you mine." jungkook's brain short circuits.

(tbc... one day...)