『 Did You Have Your Fun? 』➣ Jinkook √

─ Did You Have Your Fun?

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I am so sick of everyone treating me like a kid.

Jung Kook thought as he sat on a loveseat in the private nightclub.

Jung Kook had taken extreme lengths to get away from his 'baby bunny' image. He got tattoos, piercings, and started hitting the gym damn near every day. Yet everyone still saw him as a fifteen-year-old boy.

He huffed, leaning on his fist as he watched Yoongi drunkenly grind his hips into Jimin's ass on the dance floor, both in a fit of giggles. Namjoon and Taehyung were salsa dancing and clearly wasted. And Hoseok was passed out on the couch next to them from all the shots of tequila he had chugged.

Everyone seemed to be having a great time, except for the youngest. In fact, he was miserable. Jung Kook glared at the man who was sitting at the bar and sipping his cocktail. The man who had ruined his fun before it even began.

The band had gone to this club to relax a bit and let loose. They needed a break especially since they had been working day and night preparing for their comeback.

When the seven arrived at the private club, everything was cool. Until Seokjin decided to cut Jung Kook off after his second tequila shot.

"You can't handle more than two, Koo Koo. You know you're a lightweight."

Jung Kook's mouth was open in disbelief as he watched his other hyungs drown multiple tequila shots without a care in the world.

"So?! I'm an adult, hyung! Hoseok's a lightweight too and you're letting him drink as much as he wants. I deserve to have fun too!"

Jin shook his head. "That's different, Kookie-"

"How? And stop calling me that, I'm not a baby," Jung Kook scoffed.

"Jung Kookie now is not the time for an argument. Now go sit down somewhere or dance or whatever."

So there he was, sitting there pissed not only at Jin, but himself for backing down so easily. No wonder he sees me as a kid, I need to stand my ground.

The younger took in his hyung's appearance. Even though he was mad at him, Jung Kook could admit Seokjin looked sexy as ever in his silky red button-up and black skinny jeans.

Jung Kook smirked as an idea popped into his head. I know exactly how to show him I'm a grown man.

Without hesitation, the youngest stood up and made his way to the bar. The oldest was facing the dance floor and watching his bandmates act a fool as he finished his drink. Jung Kook bit his lip as Seokjin slid his tongue over his top and bottom lip in an attempt to get the remainder of the fruity cocktail off of his mouth.

"Hey Jinnie-hyung," Jung Kook greeted with a cheeky smile. Jin looked at his dongsaeng with a confused yet shocked expression.

"I take it you're not mad anymore?" Jin asked, with a raised eyebrow. Jung Kook giggled, placing a hand on his Hyung's broad shoulder and softly stroking his thumb across it. He took a step closer to the sitting man and leaned forward so their faces were only inches apart.

"I could never stay mad at you, hyung." Jung Kook whispered, making the older's breath hitch. Jung Kook could smell Jin's fruity and minty breath. The scent alone made his pants tighten. Luckily it was too dark in the club for Jin to see the outline of his bulge.

But Seokjin had his own 'problem' as well. The words that came from Jung Kook's lips and the way he was looking at him with those big doe eyes were sending him into a spiral. He felt disgusted with his sudden dirty thoughts about the maknae. The fact a tent formed in his jeans made it even worse.