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TWENTY-SIX

"You actually came," Jeongguk says, an assumed smile dragging across his face as he opened the door for the younger, letting him into the small apartment.

"I told you I would," the younger mutters out timidly as he steps inside, letting Jeongguk close the door behind him.

He doesn't know what he's doing here. He doesn't even know what possessed him to go running to Jeongguk. All he knows is his brother is right. He doesn't think about it too much though.

Jeongguk frowns as he looks at the younger, "Were you cry–"

"I don't want to talk about it. I don't want to think about any of this," Seokjin says, stressing the last part as he looks up at the older.

"It's just not fair. He just doesn't get it. I want to try things and meet people, and he always gets in the way of it. You were right. I'm not having fun, I don't like anything about my life, and Namjoon is way too overprotective," the younger rants.

"It's up to you to change that,"

Seokjin lets out a huff as he stares at the older with nervous eyes. "I want to try one thing, and I don't know if you'd be willing to help me," he mumbles shyly.

"What do you want exactly, Seokjin?" The older asks, licking at his lips, but he might already have an idea.

"I think it's pretty obvious, Jeongguk. Don't make me beg," Seokjin whimpers out. It's breathy and needy and makes Jeongguk lose all train of thought.

Their bodies had gravitated towards each other without thinking. The space between them was almost gone as Seokjin looked up at Jeongguk with desperate eyes.

Seokjin isn't sure who initiated the kiss first. It was all a blur at this point. His arms wrapped around Jeongguk's neck as he kissed him roughly, his hands sliding down to Seokjin's ass and squeezing it, making the other whine against his lips.

"Take me to your room," the younger orders breathlessly before kissing down Jeongguk's neck.

"Shit--" Jeongguk hisses out.

Seokjin pulls away timidly.

Did he do something wrong?

"This is your first time, right?" Jeongguk questions, and the younger nods hesitantly, afraid the older might judge him for it.

Twenty-three and never even touched. What a sad life Kim Seokjin lives.

But Jeongguk pecks his lips nonetheless, pulling back with hazy eyes as he mutters. "I'll try to go easy on you, dove."

Expect that isn't what Jeongguk said at all. In fact, none of it even happened, but it did cross his mind as he sat on the older's couch when he was supposed to be watching a movie.

"You good, Jin?" Jeongguk called, snapping the boy out of his thoughts.

And Seokjin nodded with a tight-lipped smile. "Yeah," he muttered.

God, he's so fucked.