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#30. Lonely

Jimin was working in the lab, testing the device lights when Momo barged in and closed the door behind her. "Goggles, Momo," Jimin warned, making sure that there was no hazard. The woman turned off the tester device and it whirred before the room turned silent. Jimin shot her an incredulous look. "What are you doing?!"

Momo only inched closer to him and held onto his hand, rubbing it gently. "What are you doing this evening?"

"I am busy," Jimin said, not technically lying. He was having Jungkook over almost every evening. So he knew what he would be, or who would he be busy doing.

"Can we go out to talk? Or you can come over to my place," Before Jimin said anything to counter, Momo added, "My husband is gone. He won't come back this time."

Jimin's eyes squinted. "What does that mean?"

"I think we will be getting a divorce."

"Oh," Jimin's features crossed with sympathy. "I- I am so sorry." 

On realizing that Jimin wasn't reciprocating the touch, Momo pulled away. "Think about it. I'd love to talk and I need a friend right now. Even if it's for just one night."

**

"Be good and I am always one call away," Taehyung patted Jungkook's back and the boy nodded. It was hard to read his expression, but Taehyung knew the teen must be feeling anxious. "I feel guilty about leaving too, but Jin will be all alone if I don't go with him to the foreign country. We will try to get the transfer back as soon as we can, okay? I love living here and I will miss you a lot."

"I'll miss you more, Hyung."

Taehyung nodded, looking deeply into Jungkook's troubled eyes. "Take care of yourself. I'll call you once we land there."

Jungkook nodded, puffing his cheeks and punching them lightly, not looking at Taehyung. The older picked up his bag and walked out of the house. Jungkook did too, seeing a cab parked outside and Jin sitting in it.

On seeing the teen, the older got out and hugged him. "We will come back home soon, okay?"

Jungkook only nodded. "Mhm."

"Should we drop you back home? It's on the way to Airport anyway."

Jungkook shook his head. "I'll walk. I want to listen to the music while I do."

Jin smiled and Taehyung rubbed Jungkook's head before tucking cash in his pocket. "Enjoy this. I'll send you more."

Jungkook chuckled now, blinking his eyes. "Where would I even go out without you?"

"Come on, Kook," Jin reached for his wallet and pulled out a wad of cash too. "You are going to get into college now. You'll make new friends. You are a big boy. Take your friends out."

Jungkook looked at Taehyung when Jin pushed the money into his pocket and his cousin nodded. They hugged again before the two hopped into the cab.

Jungkook heaved a sigh before tucking his hands in his pockets. He started walking towards the park with his thoughts, unable to think anything, and thinking all of them at once. 

He sat on a bench, looking at the empty place. It was afternoon and he felt like he was hungry. He could have gone inside the cafe to have some food, but he didn't want to feel dreadful by sitting there alone, letting other people gawk at him, so he got up and walked over to the street food vendor.

A few people were standing around the truck as he bought tteokbokki and began to eat it silently after paying for it. His phone buzzed and he picked up the call. 

"Yes, Grandma?"

"Where are you, Kookie? Taehyung called."

"Yeah, he left a while back," Jungkook nodded. "I will be back in a few hours. I am going to see a friend."

"Okay, Kookie... I will make your favorite tonight."

"Thank you, Grandma. You are the best."

**

Jimin was in deep thought as he sat at his desk. Suddenly, he craved a woman. He wasn't sure if Momo was the right person he should go to, but he realized that he hadn't been with a woman for more than six months, and it somehow scared him. He wanted to. Not necessarily Momo. 

Will it be moral to do this? Jungkook is with me and even though it's fairly sexual, it still feels wrong.

Should I talk to Jungkook?

Why would I talk to him? We aren't in any relationship.

I am a straight man. I shouldn't be guilty of wanting what I want. 

Can I come over now?

Jimin looked at Jungkook's text, his chain of thought stopping for a moment. 

I am still at work. 

He replied and looked around. He suddenly started feeling his dick starting to react at the thought of Jungkook. He looked around again, seeing that Namjoon wasn't in.

Oh, what the hell!

But we can meet... Should I pick you up?

No... I will take the bus. 

Take a cab. I will pay for it. 

No, I will take the bus.

Jimin didn't think much and stood up, winding up his work. Momo looked at him and smiled, anticipating that maybe Jimin was going to arrange something for their meeting later in the evening. 

The man left in hurry and drove fast, already thinking of how would he fuck Jungkook. When he reached his apartment, he found Jungkook already sitting outside his door on the floor. "Hey," Jimin scrutinized around, thinking if anybody saw the teen. "Sitting here for long?"

"Five minutes," Jungkook answered, and Jimin immediately picked on Jungkook's tone.

He began to unlock the door. "The code is 6483 in case of emergencies. Next time, invite yourself in."

Jungkook nodded, already forgetting the passcode.

"Can you please fuck me hard today? I want to feel the pain."

Jimin stopped after putting his bag down and now noticed Jungkook. The boy looked pale and disoriented. "Are you alright? You look a little out of it and you sound a bit low." 

"I am fine," Jungkook shook his head.

Jimin moved closer to him, pushing him to the wall until his crotch was grinding against the teen's pelvis. "Want to be tied?"

Jungkook shook his head. "Just be really rough. I want to see bruises on my body. Spank me red. Slap me across my face."

This took Jimin aback. He opened his mouth to say something, but then he took a moment to speculate Jungkook's lowered lashes. "You aren't fine, Jungkook."

The teen now looked up, feigning a smile. "Of course, I am. I want it, Jimin. I can take it."

"Mhm," Jimin looked at him suspiciously. "But I have never done it. I don't think I can slap you across your face."

"Forget it," Jimin's eyes widened when he spotted a tear leaving Jungkook's eye before the boy quickly turned around. "I'll come back later."

"Hey," Jimin held Jungkook's wrist, his voice so soft that it drove more tears out of his ducts. "Talk to me, Jungkook. What is it? Please." Hearing his dominant saying please, Jungkook started sobbing.

Jimin quickly turned him around and hugged him, running a comforting hand on his back. "Taehyung Hyung left Korea a few hours back. I f-feel so l-lonely."