♡ The Brat Next Door ♡

Episode 7

Unwanted Desire

"Fuck. Fuck. Ahh!"

A voice whimpered as the sounds of skin on skin echoed quietly throughout the room. Aggressive lip biting to keep the sounds at bay, breathing staggering out from his lungs since he refused to breath. Trying to be as quiet as he possibly can, his skin red and frustrated, aroused by aggression itself, still confused but more focused on relieving himself than anything else.

"Ah!"

Not long after, tired pants were the only things audible in the room. He laid there almost lifeless and ashamed.

He's left himself hanging open, if anyone were to walk in they'd be met with quite a view. He was all sweaty and hot, feeling almost disgusted in himself he gets up to go shower once he feels his legs can carry him again.

He felt almost ashamed at himself for what he'd done, how he felt and being around Jimin didn't help after he told him what had happened since he was pretty much his only friend— and he knows a lot so it just made sense to tell him, though he struggled to and almost bailed.

"You're a kinky little fucker aren't you?" Jimin smiled with a chuckle.

"No Jimin. I'm not into that kind of stuff."

"Yes you are~"

"No I'm not!"
Jungkook argued defensively.

"So you didn't beat your meat and have the orgasm of your life, because your sexy roommate slammed you against a wall? Yeah whatever you say kid." Jimin teased.

Jungkook groaned in annoyance.
"I don't wanna pull an 'I told you so' about your stupid plan backfiring, buuut~"

"Could you just shut up!? Let it go! I don't have a weird kink!"

"Of course you don't have a weird kink, you have a dominance kink, or a mild pain kink at that, this could be the start of something beautiful!" Jimin joked.

"Jimin." Jungkook warned.

"What? It's perfectly normal to want an intimidating, strong man to pin you against the nearest flat surface, baby it's okay."

Jungkook tried to ignore Jimin, but even after he stopped teasing, Jungkook couldn't get his mind off of his words— and Yoongi. He was so focused and lost in his thoughts that his day went by as a blur. He couldn't think, he couldn't speak, he couldn't get his mind off the overwhelming sensation of what he faced not so long ago.

Jimin escorted him to his place, he was talking about something Jungkook couldn't bother paying any attention to. He was in his own world, both of them were, it's just that one was happy, and the other not so much.

They entered the dorm and meanwhile Jungkook's mind was stirring up something and he didn't like it. He turned around to look at the door he was slammed against almost as if he were in a trance. "Get out."

Jimin stopped talking and looked at him confused, but not really hurt or offended, just lost.
"What?"

"I need to do something. Clear my head– just go I'll explain later- just leave." Jungkook unconsciously spoke and began to push Jimin out the door.

"I escort you home and this is what I get? What am I your bodyguard now?" Jungkook closed the door on his face.

"Oh c'mon!" He complained from the outside, but left anyways.

Thoughts have been burning his head, body and filling him with all kinds of sensations. He was confused. Disgusted. Enraged. His feet moved quickly and didn't even think for one second on what his actions would lead him, he didn't know what trouble his actions would cause.