for his pleasure // jinkook

i don't care

Author's pov~

Jungkook woke up to a nasty headache.

i should quit drinking he thought before rolling out of his bed.

he had absolutely no memory of the previous night and what had happened. he clutched onto his head and walked into his en-suite to wash up for the day.

all he had to do today was sign some papers and check out the new armour that had supposedly came in the day before.

he cracked his neck while his right hand massaged it. groaning, he stood in front of the mirror.

finally looking into his reflection, his eyes widened, his shirt which previously used to be white, was now a bloody mess. he touched the dried fabric before taking it off.

now that his shirt was taken off, his upper body was visible to him, which shocked him even further. hickies painted all over his shoulder, neck and chest.

for a brief second he remembered kissing his husband who was caged against the wall by himself. he thought it was him but he remembered Jin wasn't the type to paint hickies. he was totally submissive.

his eyes darted back to the bloodied shirt in his hands. he never killed a person yesterday. he was with his friends. he was with Namjoon, Yoongi and Hoseok. infact he stayed with them for the past few days for some upcoming project.

his eyes widened in realization.

he had gone to a bar, after work. shit.

but he still couldn't explain the blood and where it came from. or was it paint? he sniffed the fabric and no. it was blood. and call him a maniac, but he could smell different kinds of blood. he found this one in particular quite familiar.

he dropped it in the laundry basket before finally deciding to wash up.

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Jin placed the pan on top of the oven, buttering it in the process. his face had no emotions whatsoever, he didn't hum or sing softly while cooking.

he was whisking the eggs when he felt two arms wrapping around his waist. he continued what he was doing without paying attention to the other male.

"i was away for four days, won't you ask where i was?"

"i don't care."

Jungkook tightened his hold making Jin let out a pained groan.

"what's with this attitude sweetheart?" saying this, Jungkook kissed Jin's nape, sending a shiver down his spine.

"let go Jungkook"

as if this was the key to his memory, all of yesterday's events flashed in front of his eyes, his grip loosened and he finally let go of Jin, who was confused yet relieved.

"give me five minutes, breakfast will be at the table."

"Jin.."

he recieved no answer.

"Jin.."

still no response

he turned him around by applying force and met his husband's watery orbs.

"i am sorry.. i- didn't mean to-"

"you wanted two things, and both included me serving you. why are you explaining yourself to a servant?" Jin looked away, plating Jungkook's breakfast, who was shook to say the least.

Jin left the kitchen, leaving Jungkook with his thoughts.

why do i feel bad?

it wasn't supposed to happen this way.

why am i hurting?

why did i make him cry?

am i in- NO!! I CAN'T.

not after what happened.

but i made him cry.. he's crying because of me..

STOP. JUNGKOOK NO. YOU CAN'T SOFTEN.

FOR ANYONE.

he wiped the stray tear that left his eyes and left the kitchen.

he saw Jin pouring him a glass of some sort of juice.

what he noticed was, Jin's sleeves were unnecessarily long and he was quite clearly struggling with them.

he moved closer and tried pulling his sleeves up for him when Jin moved away from him in an instant, "don't touch me."

Jin's attitude was striking Jungkook's nerves one by one. he clenched his jaw and held Jin by his throat and forced him down on the dining table, hovering on top of him almost immediately.

"a servant has no right to tell me what to do. innit sweetheart?" Jin's eyes widened

Jungkook gripped both of Jin's hands in one of his and pinned them above his head, his other hand gripping onto his throat, while his own body pressed to his, hips creating a friction.

eyes looking into each other, tears left Jin's eyes one by one as he gave up and threw his head back totally crying now. the anger in Jungkook's eyes were replaced with care. (but you didn't hear it from him)

he got up from his position and picked up Jin's petite frame in his arms which were supporting his back and his legs in front of his own body.

(bridal style)

Jin, not knowing what to do, wrapped his arms around Jungkook and cried into his neck who carried him to his bedroom.

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double update? woohoo! lots of emotional damage in this chapter :)

sorry not sorry :)

love, namjooni_e.