Attached | JinKook AU (Part 2) ✔️

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Seokjin got to the set first.

He wanted to make sure that his little plan was still on. Wanted to make sure that Mark was going to be there.

It wasn't so much of a plan, but more like simply showing off his boyfriend to the jealous asshole behind the scenes. It was going to be okay!

Mark was the person who texted such rude things to Seokjin. He started this. Seokjin will merely end it. Easy.

And it's not so much of a jealousy thing for Seokjin, either. It's more of a petty kind of play.

Seokjin knows that Jungkook does deserve the best. Mark was right about that. And to be fair, Jin knows that he isn't the best for Jungkook. But in the end, he wants to show that he /can/ be better. He may not be the best, but he does try his damndest.

So, as Jungkook walks into the room, it's showtime.

"Oh, hyung, you're here already?"

Seokjin smiled as he walked towards Jungkook, grabbing ahold of his hand and leading him to the wall, where he usually leaves the black bag that he carries.

"Yeah," Jin nodded, "I got here a little earlier today."

Jungkook threw his bag towards the wall and hummed as he was pulled into Seokjin, the older wrapping his arms around him.

"Hyung?" he chuckled as he circled his arms around Seokjin's neck. Warm. Soft. Cute. "You're hugging me?"

Seokjin nodded into the younger's neck. "Missed you." He pulled away and instead moved in for a kiss, the two of them leaned against the wall as they melted into each other.

Jungkook has grown to love kissing just as much as Jin does. That's a good thing, for Jin. He loves those warm, cute lips on his.

"Hyung," Jungkook whined as Seokjin pulled away. "What's up with you today?"

"Nothing," Seokjin chuckled.

But he could feel /those/ eyes on him. Could see it in the corner of his eyes, the hard glare that the slightly shorter man across the room had on them.

"Baby," he continued instead of paying attention to Mark, "are you ready for today? Excited?"

Jungkook's face visibly scrunched up, a slight blush creeping up his neck. "Yeah, um, I brought something to wear... But I may not."

"Wait, no," Seokjin frowned slightly, only enough for Jungkook to see. "Why won't you wear it? What is it?"

The blush became more evident, Jungkook's head lowering in shame as Seokjin pulled him in closer by his tiny waist, caressing gently to try and calm the blush, but only making it worse.

"I- I have a thigh garter," he started. Seokjin hummed as he led their feet a little closer to the wall, Jungkook's back softly hitting it without question.

"Yeah?"

"Y-Yeah," Jungkook let out. "And I bought a s-skirt...?"

For some reason it sounded like more of a question as Seokjin dug his face into the younger's neck, lips brushing against the skin below his ear.

"Yeah?" His breath was hot against Jungkook's ear. "That's hot, bunny." He lowered one of his hands to Jungkook's leg, simply resting on the back of his thigh. "Just imagine my hand running up your thigh, bun. Under your pretty little skirt."

Jungkook squirmed, a soft gasp leaving his mouth as he arched his back, certainly affected.

"H-Hyung.." He was a blushing mess as Seokjin caressed his thigh, the imagine of Seokjin's hand going up against his inner thigh probably burned into his mind now. "S-Should I wear it, then?"