Jungkook and Hoseok laid in bed together. Both where silent. They knew they'd have to talk about what happened eventually but the two of them weren't sure how to address their predicament. The apartment was quiet. Only two sounds where heard, the hum of the air conditioner and the sounds of the two men's gentle breathing. They had just finished having inter-coarse with each other. That wasn't the problem.. the problem was,
Jungkook called Jimin's name.
Twice.
Jungkook was embarrassed about his outburst. Not just that but also felt guilty. He had knew Hoseok had feelings for him still. Normally, he would walk on eggshells around him. Afraid to say any wrong thing and upset him. Hoseok had begged Jungkook to come over, enticing the taller man with pretty nude photographs of himself. He'd flunked a really important test and needed an outlet. Which was the worst part. The sex was to help Hoseok and instead Jungkook was sure he'd made him feel worse.
Finally, the silence was broken. Hoseok let out a dejected sigh and leaned his head back on the bed frame. "Jungkook," he called, his voice wavering slightly as he gulped. "You called his name.. twice. What happened?" He asked, turning his head to eye Jungkook's movements.
Still, no matter how long he's known the other man, Hoseok never fails to notice his gorgeous appearance. Especially after sex. He had pretty tanned skin, like a very gentle and light tan. His hair was long, black and curly and was currently half tied into a pony tail on the back of his head. His eyes where sharp yet also round and doe like. His jaw was sculpted to perfection and he was built like a tank, tattoos lining most of his body.
Jungkook groaned in return, rubbing his face with both of his large rough palms and leaning back. "I know.. I'm sorry.. it's just.. ever since I went to his house the other night I can't get him out of my head. I can't stop thinking about him.." he said with a dejected and ashamed sigh. "I'm sorry, Hyung." He said, his voice gentle as he looked over to the latter. "I know you where having a hard time and I must have made it worse.." he spoke, his apologetic eyes melting Hoseok's heart.
"It's fine, Kookie." The red haired male replied, averting the eye contact they had shared before. "This was only a friends with benefits relationship anyways, it's not like we're dating." He says, feeling a somber ache making it's way into his chest. Jungkook groaned louder. "We've been texting non stop for the past three days now.. he's so cute and funny.. you would love him.." he said, a fond smile overtaking his thin cherry lips.
"Sometimes it sounds like he's flirting with me.. I'm not sure but it makes me giddy every single time.. I've just been spending the past three days waiting to see him again.. is this normal?" He asked, his eyebrows furrowing together. "You have a crush on him." Hoseok stated matter-o-factly. "It's obvious.. the way you talk about him.. the smile on your face when you think about him.." he trialed off, staring at Jungkook.
"How do you know?" He asked. "Because I do all of those things for you." The latter replied, an awkward smile coming upon his face. They stayed quiet for a minute until Jungkook cleared his throat. "A-anyways.. I don't want to make you feel any worse so I'm gonna go.." he said, slipping out of Hoseok's bed and putting all his clothes back on. "He's not straight, Jungkook-ah. Don't get your hopes up.. you'll be heartbroken." The red haired male said from across the room, not even sparing Jungkook a glance.
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Jungkook walked into the church on Saturday night. The conversation he'd had with Hoseok the day prior was still fresh in his mind. He had to end this. He'd wanted to so many times before but Hoseok was unstable with himself. Anytime Jungkook would ask for some kind of distance, Hoseok would not be heard from by anyone until Jungkook came to visit. He knew that if he left for good.. rejecting him completely.. he could possibly kill Hoseok by accident.
Still, he hated that he agreed to this exchange in the first place. Especially now that it was so hard to leave. He hated hurting Hoseok the way he knew he did. It was killing him, but he was stuck. He frowned in distaste as he thought about it. He really did call Jimin's name while finishing sex with Hoseok.. more than once even. The truth was the only way he could stay in the mood was to think about Jimin instead.
That conversation was when he really realized how infatuated he was in Jimin. Finally he reached the doors of the kids hall and softly knocked, only smiling when greeted by a pretty face of the sweet boy he had just been thinking of. "Jungkookie! You made it! I'm glad you're here!" He said, taking one of Jungkook's arms and pulling him into the room. "I'm gonna need help setting up a few activities I'll be doing with the kids tomorrow morning and-". His voice trailed off.
Jungkook stopped hearing words come out and shared at Jimin longingly. He was wearing a white t-shirt tucked into some black jeans with a black belt. His blond hair was styled along each side of his forehead and he wore very fashionable necklaces and rings. ".. so yeah anyways, you look out of it.. are you alright..?" He asked, softly Touching Jungkook's arm. "A-ah!" He mumbled out much louder than usual. "I-I'm fine Jimin don't worry... l" he said. Sighing longer than usual.
"We both know that's not true, Jungkoookie.
He said, his voice honey sweet like usual. "You know you can always talk to me if somethings wrong, right?" He asked, the worry in his eyes making Jungkook's heart thump harshly in his chest. "Y-Yeah.. I'm really okay..."
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SACRED - JIKOOK
FanfictionJungkook always knew he was gay. It was always prevalent within his psyche that he'd felt romantic and sexual feelings towards other men. Unable to afford to move out and still in college, 20 year old Jeon Jungkook is forced by his more conservativ...