Day 1: Thirst trap.
Jin observed himself in his bedroom mirror, smiling. He should definitely make a tiktok thirst trap. With how good he looks right now, he'd gain at least a thousand followers in a week if he posted a tiktok of himself right now.
He was wearing a a cropped tank top, black bootie shorts and a baby pink cropped tank top. He grabbed his rolled up yoga mat from the side of the room when he was done observing himself in the mirror and headed downstairs to the basement where he was sure Jungkook was doing some painting.
"Hey hyung," he called out nonchalantly and he strode past Jungkook, biting down on the inside of his cheeks to stop himself from smirking when he saw how Jungkook's mouth feel open and the paintbrush in his hand fall to the ground from the shock of seeing Jin like that.
Jin made sure to sway his hips as he walked by until he reached a more open space not too far from where Jungkook was standing. He rolled out his yoga mat on the floor before taking out his AirPods and putting them in his ears. He then took out his phone and put on his exercise playlist on Spotify. Afterwards, he raised his hands above his head to "stretch" slowly and seductively, moving his body and letting out little moans as he did.
Next, he bent over to touch his feet letting out more of those little moans as he did, making sure to lightly shake his ass as he was well aware that he was in the older's line of sight.
"What are you doing?" Jungkook asked, trying so hard to see him on affected even though it was clear that he was and Jin took so much pleasure in that knowledge.
"Stretching, what else?" Jin responded, lowering himself into his knees to do the extended puppy pose, wiggling his ass some more. Those shorts worked wonders for his behind and he was gonna milk them for all they're worth.
"Why are you dressed like that?" Jungkook asked, moving forward so he could stand directly behind Jin. The younger's ass to his lower legs.
"What's wrong with the way I'm dressed?" Jin didn't bother turning around to face Jungkook as he responded. He merely pushed himself back a bit so his clothed ass could rub on Jungkook's lower legs.
"You hate yoga." Jungkook said, unimpressed as he crossed his arms over his chest, a querying look on his face. Jin stood up and turned around so he could face Jungkook.
"Not anymore," Jin shared, assuming a stance that mirrored Jungkook's. "I heard yoga makes you more flexible which is a good thing. Flexibility is great to have especially during sex so I'm making myself for flexible for when I have sex with Yoongi."
In an instant, Jin was flushed against Jungkook's chest, Jungkook's arm around his waist possessively. The older had yanked him until they were chest to chest.
"What did you say?" He asked, he looked so serious and that look alone made Jin want to cower away but he had to brave through.
Operation: GJTRJIO was already underway and he couldn't back out now.
"I want to be flexible enough so Yoongi can bend me however he pleases when we fuck." Jin replies, after which he darted out his tongue to swipe across Jungkook's lower lip slowly. Not once breaking eye contact. Their faces were so close if one person moved their head more than an inch forward, they'd be kissing.
"You wanna fuck him?" Jungkook asked, leaning forward to take Jin's bottom lip between his teeth before slowly tugging at it was no longer in his mouth.
Jin blushed crimson.
"You think Yoongi can fuck you like I do? I can make you come without so much as touching you baby." Jungkook slipped his hands into Jin's shorts and grabbed at his bare ass, pulling him even closer so their lower region could touch.
This wasn't going according to plan at all. Jin was supposed to make Jungkook jealous and Jungkook would confess his feelings for Jin and the two of them would start dating. There was no reason for Jungkook to turn the tables in Jin, make hmm I'm m flustered and forget the plan altogether.
Jin hated how weak he was for Jungkook in general which is why he swore off sexual activities with the older man until the latter confessed his feelings. He knew that the moment Jungkook got his hands of him, especially when he was looking at him like he wanted to devour him, there was no way he'd be able to focus long enough to carry out his plan.
"I know what you're doing baby and it's not gonna work. Just one touch and you're putty in my hands. Whatever it is that you're planning, it won't work because I have the upper hand here. So when you're done playing games, come find me so I can fuck the living daylights out of you but nothing you do will make me change my mind and get in a relationship with you." Jin's heart hurt as Jungkook spoke.
"I told you already, I don't do feelings baby." Jungkook concluded before giving Jin's ass a squeeze then going back to his painting.
Fuck, Jin thought. Fuck, duck, fuck.
That didn't go according to plan at all bug one thing Kim Seokjin wasn't was a quitter.
Back to the drawing board it is!

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7 YEARS
FanfictionJeon Jungkook was 6 about to turn 7 years old in 24 hours when he and his father moved in with his father's best friend, Kim Namjoon. Namjoon's husband had just been in a car accident and left him alone, pregnant with their son, Kim Seokjin. Jungko...