(AU) This JK with this Seokjin. He’s just hot as hell & dripping in sexuality—the average person would never know that his whole heart belongs to a maplestory-playing, anime-watching guy that wears fluffy sweaters & carries an alpaca plushie for the comfort of himself & others.

+There’s a lot of preconceived notions that come with his dark, sultry persona. But at the end of the day, his only want is the sensation of a certain soft boy’s broad shoulders & warm arms wrapped tightly around him, rocking him softly, nuzzling his hair & making him feel smol.

+ omg okay, let's do this.
TW // NSFW
beyond here. Might delete later after I thoroughly embarrass myself.
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+It takes a lot of work to be JK. He's such a competitive performer, but ultimately, his greatest challenge is /himself/. Always striving to be better, fighting the urge to fully express himself over the expectations of management and his own fans.+

+So on concert D2, he goes out and wipes the floor with his performance. It’s legendary: artistic, sensual, breathtaking, and gotdamn perfect.+

+However when he gets back home, Seokjin notices a shift in JK’s countenance. It’s the same thing that occurs after every big show. Rather than basking in the success of his own performance, JK gets stuck in this cycle of questioning his worth.+

+Did he make the fans happy? Did he disappoint anyone? Did he piss off the management? Could he have done better?

Jin sees JK's wheels spinning out of control.+

+And as always, Jin understands and /knows/ what needs to be done to calm his bun—to bring him back down to earth. So pulls him by the arm into the bedroom, shuts the door, and gently undresses JK like he’s something delicate. Something precious.+

+He lays him down & kisses every inch of his warm skin. He folds him in half, rocks into him slowly and tells him what a good boy he is. Strokes his hair & calls him pretty. Tells him how perfect he looked & how millions wished they had a taste of what they're sharing right now.+

+"But you don't belong to them do you, bun? Tell hyung who gets to touch you like this...who you belong to," he says as he digs his fingertips into JK's thighs and grinds in deeper. +

+Despite the overwhelming sensations racking through JK’s body, Jin makes him focus. Makes him look him in the eye and forget everyone and everything else except "Hyung. I'm hyung's." Jin smiles softly in response, kisses his forehead, and whispers “and I belong to you.” +

+He picks up the pace, reaching down to stroke JK. "Now show hyung how you paint yourself like a good boy." And this sends JK off the edge, keening at the release he needed so badly.

And just like that, the bomb in JK’s mind is diffused, and a heavy calm drapes over him.+

+After Jin cleans up them and they tuck into bed, JK feels grounded again. All the pressures of fandom & perfection quiet, for the moment. The last thing JK remembers before drifting off is the sound of Jin's lips against his hair, whispering how he's perfect. He's enough.

(Thank you for listening to my Ted Talk. Imma go hide now.)