age gap hs x jk....... confident hs with his prim suits and perfectly styled hair and Big Adult Briefcase that he carries to work... broke college student jk who somehow ends up in hs’s penthouse, “wow! you have pillows on your bed! definitely better than a rolled up towel”

hoseok didn’t even know there was a new gaming console out (why are there so many? why does someone need so many?), but jk informs him that “yeah hyung! it’s coming out next week”.

when next week rolls around, hobi asks if he got his new console but... “no hyung, too expensive”

hey, no sweat off hoseok’s back, he could probably buy it for jungkook... except... jk is upset?

“what... what are you expecting in return?”

it takes hobi by surprise. he didn’t think about this part, “nothing. just be happy?”

jungkook fiddles with the hem of his shirt

“it’s too much, hyung. i can’t accept this”

hoseok crosses the distance to jungkook and gently lifts the younger’s chin up, “hey. i don’t want you to be uncomfortable. i was your age once, i know how this goes. would it make you feel better if we kept it here? say it’s mine?”

jungkook hesitates, lips caught in his teeth.

“you can come over and... teach me to play. or yknow. just play,” he thumbs at jungkook’s cheek once, “i won’t tell anyone that i beat you at mario or whatever you guys play these days,” pulls jk’s caught lip down, “deal?”

hoseok starts to bring home more of his work, opting to do everything from the comfort of his dinner table while also watching jungkook. watching jungkook play. or study. pretty pretty jungkook. *strong* jungkook with his big eyes and bigger muscles.

sometimes jungkook spends the night, too tired to lug himself back to campus. he always says he feels bad about crashing so he tries to make it up by taking the couch even though hoseok will try and coax him to just take his bed (“it’s a king with so many pillows!”)

there’s just something so nice about waking up and having coffee ready courtesy of hoseok (the good kind, not some shitty knock off brand with too much caffeine than is probably legal), and taking a quick shower somewhere he doesn’t have to worry about the water running cold

and hoseok’s towels smell just like him... clean... fresh... summery...

he can’t help but bury his face in it and just *breathe* big lungfuls till his chest starts to hurt. there’s no one to see him be a creep. he can relax. let his mind wander to hoseok just out of the shower—

hoseok body, naked, shinning with droplets of water. hoseok saying ‘ah, nothing like i used to be, jk, my abs definitely never as... rock hard as yours probably are’. hoseok’s gentle smile. hoseok’s hands touching lower. dream hoseok isnt shy, dream hoseok puts on a show

jungkook blinks down at his erection almost surprised to see how hard he’d gotten. he’d lost a little time with all the daydreaming. would it be too much to jerk off? nobody has to know what or who he’s thinking about. one orgasm and he’d be good as new. so tempting.

he strokes himself once and shudders, a low “fuck” slipping past his lips. he wants this so badly. he wants to cum *with* hoseok, not alone in this bathroom. he wants hoseok to teach him things; he probably has so much experience too, would play jungkook’s body like an instrument