"You need to stop doing that." As he curled up to his husband, Jungkook sighed. The couple was tucked in under the blanket and prepared to drift off to sleep, but the doe-eyed man was not able to relax and sleep because tomorrow they had to attend the monthly dinner with the Jeon's. He knew that family dinners were supposed to be exciting, but instead he was always bursting with dread and desperate for them to be finished.
"Doing what?" Jin's lips, which he had pressed against his forehead, moved across it as he spoke. He slid his fingers up Jin's exposed abdomen until they reached his throat, and then Jungkook gently stroked his thumb on his adam's apple.
"Letting them get away with it every time." Jungkook whispered as he shifted his head on jin's broad shoulder to peer up at him.
"They're your family, angel." Jin caressed his temple and smiled at his husband's beautiful eyelids fluttering.
"You're my family." Jungkook mumbled softly as he ghosted his fingertips across the thin layer of stubble on Jin's chin.
"Don't worry, petal. I kinda stole their only son, it's only natural that they don't like me much. And I don't exactly look like what most parents would want for their child. They'll come around eventually." Jin reassured. On the side of Jin's neck, right above his pulse, Jungkook hummed lazily and traced the tattoo that read "Angel."
"Do you know when I fell for you?" With his own eyes full to the brim with nothing but love and adoration for the guy holding him, Jungkook muttered as he looked into his husband's eyes.
"Yes but I would love to hear it from you again." Jin chuckled lightly making the other smile as well.
"Everyone avoided me like I was some horrible disease when my grandpa was arrested for assaulting his employees. They all humiliated me as though I were at fault." Jungkook swallowed, he noticed a slight rush of emotion welling up inside of him as he thought back on everything he had to endure all those years ago.
"You remember how I was walking to my Philosophy class and I dropped all my stuff when I bumped into you. It wasn't even your fault but you still apologised and picked up my things. I thought you didn't know me that's why you helped me."
"You asked me if I knew who you were and I said I did." Jin added with a smile.
"Yeah. Then I asked why you were not mocking or avoiding me if you knew me and my family. You told me you didn't care because I'm not responsible for what had happened." Jungkook whispered with a grateful smile and pressed his lips onto Jin's jaw.
"You made me believe that I am my own person even if I am his blood. That's when I fell in love with you."
"That's a good story to tell our kids." Jin nuzzled his nose into his hair. Jungkook laughed and smacked his chest.
"Who said I want kids with you?" Jungkook smirked and then yelped when Jin tugged his belly button with his eyebrows raised.
"I wasn't the one crying about wanting two daughters, two sons and three dogs last week." Jin recalled, chuckling amusedly as Jungkook kicked his shin and hid his face beneath the cover while moaning in embarrassment.
"I was drunk!" Only Jungkook's eyes were left visible after he withdrew the blanket a little. Jin grinned, jerked the blanket away, and then pounced on him.
"I'm naked!" Shrieking, Jungkook covered his chest with his arms and casted a scandalised glance upward at the smug man hovering over him.
"Easy access." Jin winked and buried his face in his baby's pale neck. As he tangled one hand in Jin's hair and stroked his broad back with the other, Jungkook let out a giggle.
"You wanna go again?" Jungkook hissed when he felt teeth dig into the already blemished skin of his shoulder. Jin licked the newly formed bruise and hummed at the faint saltiness.
"Should we?" Jin questioned huskily after he moved up and indulged their nose in a soft eskimo kiss. Jungkook looked up at him with a sly gleam in his eyes as he licked his own palm and fisted his husband's semi-hard dick.
"F-Fuck!" Jin groaned and smashed their mouths together when Jungkook stroked his hand up and down, slowly working him up.
"If we want to have kids then we should." Jin managed to let out between heavy pants once they broke off the lip-bruising kiss. Jungkook's hand stopped abruptly as soon as he heard his husband.
"You do know it doesn't work like that, right?" Jungkook inquired with amusement apparent on his face. Jin rolled his eyes and thrusted into Jungkook's loose fist.
"Of course. It would be great if you could enlighten yourself about that fact." Jin gave him a smug smile and pecked Jungkook's parted lips and reminded his pretty husband of his drunken shenanigans.
"You told me to knock you up because you wanted to carry my babies." Jungkook's bewildered expression quickly morphed into horror as his eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets.
"I didn't." He slapped a palm to his mouth as Jin's laughter heightened.
"You did. You practically sobbed, baby."
"In front of everyone?" He muttered, feeling ashamed for having let his drunken self talk such crap in front of his in-laws. Jin nodded, but as Jungkook shoved him away, he groaned in pain and sank into the bed beside Jungkook.
"How will I face your parents again?" Jungkook sat up and buried his face in his hands. Jin snorted as he placed his arms under his head and licked his lips when his eyes caught the sight of Jungkook's naked back.
"Baby?" Jin called out, his gaze fixed on his husband's lean back.
"What?" Jungkook shot him an annoyed glance.
"Cowgirl?" Jin proposed innocently, wincing when Jungkook smashed a pillow on his face.
"Can you not?!" Jungkook glared at his husband's already hard dick.
"Your back's too sexy!" Jin defended himself with a huff.
"Jerk off. I'm not in the mood anymore." Jungkook rejected him with a roll of his eyes and crawled off the bed.
"Damn, you're cruel, angel." Jin whistled, shamelessly ogling at his husband's round ass as he took a hold of his dick.
"Join me when you're done. And don't mess up the bed!" Jungkook warned and closed the bathroom door.
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This might have a second part.
Also how is everyone?
