FORBIDDEN LOVE || JIKOOK ✅

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JIMIN POV

My last client of the day ditched on me, so after a cocktail alone at the overpriced bar he had insisted on, I actually got home a little early for once.

I was excited to finally meet the mysterious Jungkook.

It was only after he ran away  that I ended up living with Guk in our first apartment.

Although I'd heard plenty of stories about my roommate's twin over the years since.

Hell, Guk and I dreamed up hybe in that apartment.

I owed the guy.

And you had to admire someone who did their own thing.

Jungkook's life sounded wildly different to mine, but I appreciated the gumption of just going for it.

I stepped into the apartment.

Outside of the fact that the single-serving bottle of wine we'd left out for him was gone, there wasn't any sign of Jungkook.

I figured he must be passed out after the long flight, so I tried to be quiet as I grabbed myself a cold piece of pizza and a beer, then headed to my room.

I crept across the hardwood floor, pushed the door open carefully, and froze.

An identical copy of Guk was fully naked on my bed, his hips jutted in the air as he pumped his hard dick.

His face was contorted with a silent moan and his eyes squeezed shut.

Panic.

Guk with long hair.

He looked exactly like Guk with long hair.

I sucked in a breath and pulled the door closed as quickly and quietly as I could, adrenaline surging through my veins.

Jungkook let out a whine that turned into a grunt, obviously blowing his load, as I carefully released the handle and hurried away.

Holy shit.

Guk with long hair was masturbating in my bed.

And he made that noise...

I shoved the pizza slice in my mouth and bit down hard to bury a scream.

Jungkook's warm, bronze skin and taut muscles were burned into my vision.

I could still see his long black hair, fanned out behind him, and the sharp lines of his jaw and cheekbones as he threw his mouth open.

Guk and I had lived together for a decade.

I'd seen him a million times, and if I hadn't known Jungkook was in the apartment, I would have thought for sure I was looking at Guk in a wig right there.

But Guk never made my body react like it was reacting now.

I stepped into the kitchen, popped the top off my beer, and glugged it down.

My dick was hard in my trousers, and that erotic, orgasmic noise that Jungkook made was echoing in my ears.

A whimper and a grunt at the same damn time. I didn't know noises could be that hot.

I heard the door open and almost panicked again, but then I remembered we were in my condo.

And he was doing that in my room.

I cleared my throat loudly to let him know I was there, and the footsteps down the hallway stopped.

I took a swig of the beer again, then held the cold bottle to the side of my head, but my heart was still pounding.